Chapter 10

Some wonderful things are happening in Anxu’s body.

She lay in the darkness, squeezed by great forces from all directions. The long meditation attempts gave her a vague shape, the surrounding darkness is no longer void, but a universe that can be detected, and An Xu can feel that she is lying in countless silk threads. Some coils make her heart flutter, others make her feel dangerous. The invisible barrier tightly stuck to An Xu’s body made it hard for her to breathe, and on the other hand, made all threads avoid her.

She turned her eyes back and looked at herself. When the body is also in chaos, the legendary “inner vision” becomes possible. There is a universe outside, and a night sky inside him. The small night sky was dimmed in the “shell”, but looking into it, An Xu could see or feel some spider silk-like slender golden threads.

They are so thin that they seem to be blown off with one breath, but they really exist, and they run in an unknown law like living things. An Xu was fascinated by it, and couldn’t help stretching out his hand, his fingers actually inserted into his chest.

At first, the thin lines dissipated as soon as they were touched, like light refracted by a cloud or water waves. An Xu didn’t touch anything, but felt a slight movement in his heart, for the first time in such a long time. She faintly felt that she had glimpsed the door for the first time, so she drew out her hand and waited patiently.

After a long time, the golden thread flew back like a firefly. She reached in again very, very slowly, like dipping her hand into a pool of fish swimming. After a long trial, Jinxian finally recognized her touch.

At that moment, even the “shell” fluctuated, and countless indescribable experiences poured into the core—the core that can be called the soul. An Xu felt the joy from the bottom of his heart. This kind of happiness was ignorant and pure without any emotion, just like a child discovering his feet for the first time. Something separate from itself came back, even if it stumbled, it was no longer illusory.

This is the supernatural power.

An Xu opened his eyes from meditation, and tried to stretch out his hands. There was no lightning flashing between the two palms, but she could feel the subtle changes in the air. An Xu put her hand next to her head, and her hair dangled and floated up, sticking to her palm one by one, as if attracted by static electricity.

“Finally starting to regret your recklessness?”

Nancy pushed the door open and joked to An Xu, who had disheveled hair. An Xu cut his hair off the first day he got the scissors, in case someone would catch him in the next fight. There is no mirror nearby, and she only considers the convenience of tidying up. Her neat and beautiful platinum-blonde hair has been cut in a mess, like a famous breed cat reduced to a stray.

“I feel the power!” An Xu said impatiently.

“So fast?” Nancy said in surprise, “Don’t worry too much, are you feeling dizzy?”

“It’s not so fast, it’s almost spring!” An Xu said dissatisfied.

Before winter, Nancy stopped other classes and let An Xu concentrate on learning meditation. She brought meditation textbooks to Anxu and taught her how to strengthen her spiritual power in meditation. Being able to connect to the supernatural power is a sign of meditation entering the room. According to the textbook of the college, the average person can cross the threshold of meditation in about two months, but it took An Xu nearly a quarter.

“I’m not as fast as others when I’m pregnant? It’s unscientific…” An Xu murmured.

Nancy smiled.

In the body of the supernatural being, even if the supernatural power is not used, it will continue to circulate continuously. There is a circuit in the soul that is invisible to the naked eye. Mental power, supernatural powers are connected to the body. Only successful meditation can “see” its existence. Therefore, the saying “connecting to supernatural powers means meditation enters the room” is correct.

But Ann’s situation is different from that of ordinary beginners. She wears the God’s Punishment Chain, and she can hardly feel the flow of abilities. In other words, when others need to find a big river in meditation, what An Xu needs to find is a river bed whose source is blocked by a dam and completely dried up. Even if there is a weak second ability flowing, its existence is just a thick and thin stream. When she “meditates successfully”, she actually has stronger concentration and spiritual power than others.

This is the same as the meditation of ascetic monks. For ascetics without secondary powers, like Nancy herself, meditating in chains is like walking in the dark. This emptiness makes people suffer, and it also makes people learn to calm the mind. Penance can cut off many distracting thoughts and eliminate hostility. Of course, there was no need for Miss Sullivan to know about this.

After a while, An Xu got rid of that bad mood and became complacent again. “Hey, other people’s disciples break through and have to retreat and struggle, and I have a senior who is bound to personally guide me, and I am also a librarian.” An Xu happily counted the common old stalkers, thinking that his welfare is really good.

“Predecessors? I’m just living my age.” Nancy shook her head, and the sadness on her face flashed away. An Xu dangled on the bed and asked, “Mr. Nancy, is there any reward for successful meditation?”

“Keep an inch.” Nancy scolded with a smile, went to the yard to pick a vegetable leaf, and fed it into An Xu’s mouth. The leaves and stems are sweet, a bit like a bunch of red flowers that An Xu ate when he was a child.

The girl sat on the bed with her knees hugged, gnawing on the leaves with relish, like a rabbit. If the visitors saw this scene, they might feel that God appeared and inspired the great devil to become a vegetarian.

Nancy’s residence is quite remote, but there are surprisingly many visitors, almost all of whom are children in the lower grades. There are several types of children who enter St. Andrew’s Theological Seminary, the second sons of nobles, children who are related to nobles or priests, or pious believers who are elected every year from the great monasteries in Yamenan. Most of the latter two categories do not received the necessary education. Commoners were almost all illiterate, and merchants and minor nobles could read and write not the kind of esoteric script used to write scriptures. The difference in difficulty was similar to simplified Chinese and Xiaozhuan, English and Latin. Teacher Nancy’s job is to teach children to read and write scriptures in the first year of school, and she is very popular with children.

After a few months of contact, An Xu found that Nancy was not only kind and gentle, she was like a holy light, and she had a gentle and magnanimous heart for the bear children everywhere. Maybe this is why she would save An Xu, who had never met her before, and teach her carefully. reason. The teachers in the seminary are all unreasonable, and the corporal punishment maniac, Sister Mary, stands out from the crowd, making the elementary school students as quiet as quails. As soon as the group of quails came to Nancy, they immediately turned into birds, chattering loudly, asking questions and begging Nancy to tell stories, and taking the fruits and vegetables given by the teacher when they left. It is understood that this type of robbery has been going on for many years.

The premise is that An Xu is not present.

Once they got really annoyed too late, An Xu opened the door with a sullen face, and before he could speak, the whole yard fell silent. The group of ducks was as quiet as a virgin for a moment, and the three elementary school students showed panic, and shrank their hands behind their backs in unison.

“It’s past dinner time, what are you still doing here?” An Xu was confused by their appearance, and taught with a straight face according to the original plan, “Ms. Nancy still has class tomorrow, doesn’t she want to rest and prepare for the lesson?” ? Every time I take away so much food, the teacher doesn’t want to eat it? I’m still hungry!”

“install…”

“I’m sorry! Never dare again!”

Nancy’s consolation didn’t finish, the first graders had already apologized in bursts of tears, didn’t take anything, and one even dropped his own food, scrambling to say goodbye and run away. During the time when An Xu was busy with meditation and self-cultivation, the rumors about her had progressed from “biting people’s fingers when fighting” to “eating children’s fingers as snacks when they were hungry”. An Xu, who has almost forgotten who Mason is, has already achieved the achievement of scaring away elementary school students with his face.

“You have to be stern when you deal with brats!” Anna said. Stop children from crying. King of Bears. Sullivan didn’t realize it, and said to Nancy complacently.

As a result, Nancy didn’t let her leave the room when there were people around. An Xu reluctantly agreed because the hush money tasted good. Even so, probably because the story of those children spread, most of the children talked at the door afterwards and dared not walk in.

When there was only one stalk left on the leaf, the yard door was knocked again. Nancy went to answer the door, An Xu sat on the bed, picked up the book beside the bed and flipped through it. She read a few pages, and the more she looked, the weirder her expression became, and she closed and opened her eyes several times.

But before she could verify, she had to stand up.

“Will it be needed right away? Will it be too much?” Nancy said awkwardly.

“This is the teaching of Mother Mary.” Another voice was a little impatient, “It has been three and a half months since Judgment Day, please don’t condone sin.”

An Xu jumped off the bed. She did promise Nancy not to scare the elementary school students, and the middle school students are beyond the mark, not to mention that this guy dares to speak to Nancy in such an orderly tone, who is he? An Xu walked behind Nancy and looked up at the uninvited guest outside the door.

The middle school student who sent the letter was not afraid. He frowned at An Xu, as if he was looking at something dirty, and his expression was quite similar to that of Lance. “Miss Sullivan seems to be fine.” He said coldly, “Follow me to report to the Third Holy Church immediately.”

“Your punishment is to copy the scriptures a hundred times.” Nancy added, “According to the usual practice, you should overwrite the confession.”

“The Bible is repeated a hundred times. The punishment is given by Mother Mary, not according to the usual practice.” The middle school student said.

“Miss Sullivan has just finished meditating and needs time to consolidate, can you…”

“Thank you, Teacher Nancy.” An Xu patted the non-existent ashes on his body, walked around the middle school students and got out, and said, “Anyway, I have nothing to do, let me go and have a look first!”

“You are going to accept punishment, not to ‘see’.” The middle school student said dissatisfied.

“Alright, lead the way.” An Xu said with a good temper.

She waved to Nancy, signaling the kind old lady not to worry about herself, nor the middle school students. An Xu is in a good mood now, but he won’t have trouble with a transition NPC.