Chapter 54: The Connection Between Zhuang Yang and the Female Hanzi!

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  Zhuo Yifan, Yue Shi and Lan Ran sat face to face in a small room.

  After taking in two disciples, Lan Ran was ready to guide them into a true state of soulful meditation.

  They sat down at the indicated end, straightened their waist, and placed a crystal ball in front of their lower abdomen.

  "This quiet bead represents your inner heart, to achieve soul meditation, you must empty your body, empty your mind, empty your will, and empty your soul, all four must be empty. Try to imagine merging your soul into nothingness, merging with the world..." Blue dye's voice sounded, her eyes narrowed slightly as she scanned the quiet bead on one of the two people, her eyebrows furrowed slightly.

  Things didn't go as smoothly as imagined, and some were even unexpected.

  Leshi, under the guidance of Blue Dye, the quieting bead has become pure from its initial impurity, and can even produce a wave of meditation power in his body, gradually entering a state of optimal mental clarity. With some more time, he will be able to successfully enter soul meditation and become a true soul cultivator. Afterwards, it's about cultivating meditation power, improving the meditation realm, and making preparations for activating the spiritual brain later on.

  Zhuo Yifan's situation was vastly different from Leishi, the color of Jingxin Pearl was still deep black. For three consecutive days, there wasn't much fluctuation, and the color of Jingxin Pearl was even more uncertain. Even Lanyan, who had rich experience, couldn't help but feel surprised.

  "The path of soul contemplation requires a certain amount of talent and opportunity. If forced, it will only add trauma to the soul. Having sat for three days already, I'll take a rest first. Later, I'll try again. If that doesn't work, I have another method, but it's more forceful and brutal. In any case, everything is up to fate...". Lan Ran said this sentence more as a comfort, but rather as a disappointment towards Zhuo Yifan. He slowly stood up and left the room.

  "Thank you, Master Lan." The two bowed deeply to the back of Blue Dye, not just understanding, but with heartfelt respect for the old man. Blue Dye had resolved too many of their doubts and ignorance.

  It's already midnight, and the blood prison is eerily cold. Even though the two of them are wearing animal hide clothes, they still feel the chill seeping into their bones through every seam.

  The dark night always brings people infinite reverie and longing. The blood-red moon in the sky casts a layer of hazy red gauze over the surroundings, beautiful and magnificent.

  "Sometimes I wonder if we're just eating our fill and suffering for nothing," said Yue Shi quietly.

  "Many things may just be a temporary impulse. But once you've really done it, you'll find that everything can't be stopped. If forced to stop, the only one who will get hurt is yourself."

  Two people lay on the grassy slope, gazing at that red moon, seemingly bewildered and unsure whether they were right or wrong to embark on this so-called "path of the strong".

  "Lan Ye has always been unwilling to get involved in our bloody affairs, perhaps he has his own difficulties or is constrained by certain reasons and cannot come out. This world is more complicated than we imagined, all of this can only be known when we venture into the deeper parts of the forest..." Zhuo Yifan analyzed.

  Time passed minute by minute, second by second, and it was unknown how long this brief silence had lasted before it was broken.

  "Even if we can't become stronger, we must survive and return. At the very least, let others see that we are survivors from the depths of hell... strong ones..."

  The doubts and confusion in their eyes were ultimately swept away by the hot blood in their chests. Neither of them was one to give up easily, nor were they the type to abandon things halfway. They had long since made a firm commitment to the things they believed in.

  From the moment I stepped into this bloody hell, it was already too late for regrets...

  "Hei pang zi! Yi fan ge!" Following the sound, a beautiful and lovely figure immediately appeared before his eyes.

  Zhuo Yifan and Leishi turned their heads, looking at the blue double children who appeared beside them. The three thousand black hair fluttered in the wind, and the tiger skin clothes set off her charming figure, which was slender and endless. Every time they saw this little girl, it would always make the two big men's hearts flash with a few evil thoughts.

  "Tuniang, it's so late, why aren't you sleeping yet?"

  "Can't sleep, huh." Blue Twin smiled sweetly at Music Stone, not taking offense. With a smile, she brought out a jug of wine from inside and her soft voice rang out: "Let's get drunk to forget our worries, you two brothers take some wine to lift your spirits, warm up your bodies?"

  "This shouldn't be Blue Master's wine, right?" Le Shi couldn't help but lick his tongue when he saw the wine. The fragrance of Blue Dye's wine wafted through the air, and he had been wanting to try it for a long time. Without hesitation, he opened the wine jug and took a deep breath, saying: "It really smells good!"

  Zhuo Yifan smiled: "Look at you, you look like a drunkard."

  "When I was a kid and went hunting, I was too scared, so my dad gave me some liquor to boost my courage. As a result, I single-handedly took down two or three tigers." Leishi patted his chest, extremely proud of his glorious past.

  "Haha, drinking to boost courage?" Lan Shuang'er wouldn't let go of any opportunity to tease Leishi, playfully saying: "Looks like Hei Pangzi is also a coward. All cowards rely on wine to boost their courage!"

  "I don't know if it's brave or not, but drinking does make one more potent. Tuniu, do you want to have a sip too?" Leshi said with disdain, rolling his eyes at Blue Double's teasing.

  "Awesome, awesome, awesome... male potency?" Lan Shuang'er was directly speechless. She thought her verbal sparring skills were fierce, but she didn't expect to lose to this shameless black fatty. In front of a girl's family, talking about male potency, did he have any sense of shame?

  "Hey, I'm still a pure little loli, okay......" Zhuo Yifan smiled wryly and reminded Leishi to be careful with his words.

  "Oh, okay, I always thought she was a tomboy." Leishi finished speaking and pointed at Lan Shuang'er.

  "Black fatty! Who is the tomboy?" Lan Shuang'er was about to explode with anger. She was still the village flower in Xiu Luo Village, and didn't know how many people pursued her, yet she was called a tomboy? This insult was too venomous!

  "Haha, he's just joking, this guy is always so nervous. Just ignore him, Duo Er." At the critical moment, Zhuo Yifan came to mediate between the two again, exhaling a mouthful of white air and rubbing his hands: "Come on, let's drink quickly, this wine smells great, it must taste good too."

  "Come on, Brother Yi Fan, have another drink. Not everyone can appreciate Bai's wine." Seeing that Zhuo Yi Fan didn't seem to mind the matter, Lan Shuang Er also calmed down a bit, and a hint of shyness flashed across her bright eyes, as if she was quite concerned about Zhuo Yi Fan's opinion of her.

  "Who is Xiaobai?" Zhuo Yifan asked as he poured himself a drink from the wine jug.

  "Good wine!"

  As soon as the wine enters the mouth, it is like a violent wind sweeping across, and the mellow and fragrant flavor permeates every cell of the body, making people feel refreshed and invigorated. And after that, the wine's aftertaste slowly rises up. It's as if a small stove has been set up in the body, burning slowly, and suddenly it becomes warm and cozy.

  "Xiao Bai's wine has a soothing effect, drinking a few more cups can be very helpful for meditation. He is my friend, but he should be asleep now, I'll introduce you to him when we have the chance." Lan Shuang'er smiled sweetly at Zhuo Yifan.

  "Haha, okay!" Zhuo Yifan smiled slightly, just as he was about to speak, his expression suddenly changed and he looked up to see a figure on the grass slope that had appeared out of nowhere. The person's gaze was cold and fixed on him, and it was Zhou Qing.

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