MTL - I’m Not a Badass-Chapter 459 As an amateur painter...

  Chapter 459 As an amateur painter...

This little iron ball is exactly the treasure he got from the snake-tailed demon clan. Its function is to stimulate the growth of mental power, but the side effects are extremely large. It will pollute the mind of the practitioner and cause his thinking to collapse. In severe cases, he will go crazy directly. Worship and believe in the evil **** "primordial blood moon".

   This side effect is naturally not a problem for the followers of the Blood Moon Sect, and it can even strengthen their beliefs. But for ordinary practitioners, that is a life-threatening defect, and most of them dare not use it even if they get it.

But Bai Mufan is different. There is a spiritual imprint given by the system in the space between his brows. This mysterious spiritual imprint can wipe out even a ray of primordial spirit of a demon god. Naturally, it is easy to suppress the crazy ravings in the small iron ball. loose.

During the time he got this little iron ball, he has been using it to cultivate his spiritual power, and the effect is very good. Rather, if it is not for the help of this thing, if he just visualizes the spiritual imprint, he may not be so fast. Reach the standard of building a magpie bridge and step into the road of practice.

   It's been so long since I got this little iron ball. At first, Bai Mufan was worried that there would be something wrong with this thing, but he didn't show any abnormality, and he gradually felt relieved. This thing should be an item specially used by the people of the Blood Moon Sect to cultivate their spiritual power.

  But at this moment, this little iron ball, which had never shown anything unusual before, suddenly became hot!

  He was chatting with Mu Lengyue at the time, when he felt the abnormality of the small iron ball, he couldn't help being startled, so he hurriedly used the excuse of going to the bathroom and ran to the bathroom to check the situation.

Bai Mufan squeezed the small iron ball, feeling a hot sensation passing through his palm, and at the same time, there was a strange whisper coming from his ears, this phenomenon only occurs when he actively pushes the small iron ball, But now it automatically appeared, and his face became a little gloomy: "Why has there been no movement for so long, but there is a sudden change today? By the way, at this time, it happens that Daxia organizes personnel to encircle and suppress the Blood Moon Sect. The people who entered Xiacheng, the fighting has probably broken out in the eastern suburbs, and it may even be over, and I got this little iron ball from someone from the Blood Moon Sect, and it seems to be a high-level At this moment, the small iron ball suddenly changed, does this mean that something unexpected happened to the Blood Moon Sect?"

  Thinking of this, Bai Mufan couldn't help but feel a little worried. Could it be that something happened to the encirclement and suppression operation in the eastern suburbs?

But logically speaking, on Daxia's territory, the Daxia royal family also made a real move to take down the Blood Moon Sect. There shouldn't be any accidents. If there are accidents, they will probably be suppressed soon. I hope It's good that my two sisters don't have any accidents.

   After a while, the hot feeling on the small iron ball gradually subsided, and the ravings in the ear also gradually disappeared, and it returned to its usual appearance.

  Bai Mufan stared at the small iron ball, and after confirming that it hadn't changed again, he put it in his pocket again, turned around and walked out of the bathroom.

However, he had already made up his mind. After he went back, he would find a way to deal with this thing. Whether it was handed over to Daxia or buried somewhere, this thing could no longer be carried on him. He was worried that there would be What hidden danger.

Anyway, now that he has successfully built a magpie bridge and embarked on the road of practice, this small iron ball is not so important. In the future, his mental power can continue to be improved by visualizing spiritual imprints. This small iron ball has played a role from beginning to end Auxiliary effect, the effect on improving mental power is far inferior to that of visualizing spiritual imprints.

In the near future, it seems that mental strength has no major effect. It is nothing more than supporting him to control the piano, painting and chess to exert its power for a longer period of time. When he is in a similar realm, this huge spiritual force can make his soul leap to a level far exceeding that of a person in the same realm, and exert incredible power of soul!

In addition, there may be some unknown benefits and changes if the mental power continues to grow like this. Anyway, Bai Mufan has never heard of anyone who has just stepped into the road of cultivation with a huge mental power like himself. of. Even practitioners from other worlds who practice their spiritual body system, their seemingly endless and rapidly growing spiritual power are unique. How can ordinary people have such abnormal things as spiritual imprints to increase the strength of their spiritual power?

   All in all, Bai Mufan is still full of expectations for his future. His mental strength will continue to grow, and it will definitely bring unimaginable benefits in the future.

As soon as he stepped out of the bathroom door and came to the corridor on the second floor, Bai Mufan's footsteps suddenly slowed down a lot. He looked around and couldn't help showing a thoughtful expression. The next moment he opened the spying room without hesitation. In the eyes, the pupils suddenly narrowed into vertical pupils.

Maintaining his prying eyes, Bai Mufan walked step by step back to the cubicle he was in before, raised his hand and opened the bead curtain, walked in, and then looked at Mu Lengyue sitting inside, and couldn't help squinting slightly. He squinted his eyes, then sat down on the opposite side with his usual expression, and apologized: "Sorry, I took a little longer."

  Mu Lengyue shook her head slightly: "It's okay. Hey, what happened to your eyes?"

Looking at Mu Lengyue's curious eyes, Bai Mufan wrote lightly: "Oh, my eyes have always been like this since I was a child, so don't worry about it. What did we talk about just now? By the way, it seems that I was talking about my daily life apart from studying. What else do you do, in fact, besides music, I also know a thing or two about painting, how about I draw a picture for you on the spot, how about you to evaluate it?"

Mu Lengyue was slightly taken aback, then smiled sweetly and said, "Okay, then I'll see how your drawing skills are. But do you have a pen and paper with you? How about I ask the waiter to buy it from the supermarket next door?" send over?"

"No need, as an amateur painter, it is natural to carry drawing paper and brushes with you, just like a car repairman must carry a wrench and a hammer." Bai Mufan took out the folded clean drawing paper from his body with a serious expression Spreading it out, he took out a writing brush and a small bottle of ink from another pocket and placed them on the table. The utensils were immediately complete.

Bai Mufan raised his paintbrush, dipped it in ink, and was about to write on the snow-white drawing paper, when he suddenly raised his head to look at Mu Lengyue, who was watching his movements, and suggested with a smile: "Sister Yue, how about this, you now Turn around first and don’t look at it, and after I finish the painting, you can turn around and evaluate it, so as to maintain the greatest sense of expectation. And if I’m being stared at all the time, I can’t let go of the painting.”

  (end of this chapter)