Half an hour later, in a beauty salon on the street in Nangang City, Ling Qi was sitting in the rest area and fetching out a book from the bag beside him.

The more beautiful the girl is, the more she cherishes her face. It is impossible for a stunning girl like Ling Ying to pay attention to her makeup.

After experiencing shipwrecks, returning to Middle-earth and entering the city, what she wanted to do most was to change her shape and drive away the bad luck of the month.

The so-called beauty salon is like a hair salon on the earth, with similar facilities and functions.

"This sister is so beautiful. Are you her boyfriend?" Sitting at the counter was a little girl, wearing a braid, with freckles on her face. Looking at Ling Ying who was perming her hair, she was envious. After a while, her eyes fell back on Ling Qi's face, and her face flushed, "Big brother is also very handsome, you are so good-fit!"

Ling Zu's handsome face, no need to say much about the attraction.

Ling Qi reluctantly raised his head, smiled at her, continued reading, and avoided the conversation.

"Big brother, the store is very warm and you don't need to wear gloves." The girl at the counter was a little strange and kindly reminded her.

"If I really take off my gloves, her envious look probably turned into sympathy."

His "inflatable arms" were filled with clouds in his sleeves, so he did not dare to take off his gloves.

The girl at the counter didn't hear the answer, and turned her head back tactfully, held her cheeks and stared at Ling Ying's face.

"Hey, I heard that practicing ancient degenerate skills can transform into your ideal appearance and figure. If I can do it, I will turn myself into her like this..." The little girl fell into random thoughts and muttered to herself.

"The ancient emanation technique also has the effect of plastic surgery? Before Ling Zu practiced, he might be an ugly man."

Ling Qi was a little funny, so he swept away the distracting thoughts and opened a book called "Professor Tuding to Help You Improve Your Attention".

The title of the book is very evident, and it is a magical art at least.

"The life-like metamorphosis technique is really down-to-earth!" Ling Qi complained silently.

However, the Transformation Spirit cannot practice Transformation, and even lifestyles are impossible.

The Transformation Spirit was originally born from the Transformation Art.

The stripped soul, like other molts, is defined as a "discard", that is, the so-called residual spirit.

Even if a person molts his entire soul, no matter how complete the level is, it still cannot change the fact that "discarded".

In essence, the metamorphosis spirit is different from the human soul. Accepting the concept of "transformation" is equivalent to giving up the original potential of human beings.

There are even scholars who refuse to accept the independent wisdom of the Transcendent Spirit, believing that their thinking and behavior are simply the habit of reappearing the Spirit Lord.

"No matter whether it can be practiced or not, let's take a look!"

Ling Qi opened the title page, with a black and white photo of the author, a Western old man dressed up by a scholar.

Below is the author's message: "Wasting away distracting thoughts and gaining concentration, you can become as excellent as you."

After turning a few pages, there are success stories in front of them. After learning this book, the child was admitted to a well-known college.

Ling Qi remembered Ling Ying's evaluation of these best-selling books: she practiced very slowly and had a low success rate. The reason why she sells her best is purely gimmicks.

Then look at the specific practice method.

Ling Qiben knew that the essence of the art of degenerate is to "find oneself".

In short, find a feeling in various ways and touch the wishes in your mind. Then use this feeling to cover your consciousness, constantly suggest yourself, expand its proportion, and eliminate all thoughts, emotions, and even personality that do not require thinking through the spirit of the spirit, so that the mind will become more and more pure.

Too much is not necessarily a good thing, but too much will cause chaos. Pureness is the general pursuit of people in this world.

As for the "various methods" therein, there are many different ways of ancient and modern times, and each has its own advantages.

Some are guided by words, some are combined with graphics, and some are practiced with the help of music, rhythm, movement, posture, etc.

All for one purpose: find a feeling.

For example, when Western magicians practice asceticism, they often recite mantras or even memorize them by rote. The mantras themselves have no effect, but only help them find that inspiration. Some Eastern schools of practice observe portraits and sculptures of immortals and gods, and obtain inspiration through substitution and resonance, which is called "visualization".

This art of degenerate art - Professor Tuding's "attention-improving method", uses a combination of graphics.

The pages of the book are covered with various complex geometric patterns, lines, circles, and shadows, and are placed deliberately, giving people a visual illusion. Under each figure, there are words to teach readers how to "see" the true appearance hidden in the complex figures.

Ling Qi knew that he could not practice, and he also watched it very interesting, like playing the "find-finding game".

He slowly saw it, his eyes moved from one graphic to another, and the book kept turning from one page to the next.

I don’t know when, I felt that everything around me seemed to have disappeared. There were only various graphics in my eyes.

Suddenly, Ling Qi felt like he had fallen, as if the whole world had been turned upside down.

"what happens?"

He was puzzled, and then the scene became clear, and a handsome young man was sitting in front of him, with a book spread open and resting on his knees.

The man was wearing a plaid jacket, with a large silver chain around his neck, a heating room, and a glove...

Wait! Damn, isn't this me?

Ling Qi was shocked and looked at his current body. Sure enough, he could only see the faint and faint phantom - the spiritual body.

"Why did I leave the body? Could it be...I have successfully practiced and shed myself?"

He did not feel rejected this time, but appeared outside in a more natural way.

Therefore, there is only one possibility left. Although this statement is incredibly absurd.

To give an inappropriate analogy, it is like a person squatting on the toilet, suddenly spinning, looking up, seeing two butts, then plopping, falling into the water. Unfortunately, Ling Qi is currently in shock of "pulling out by himself".

"I practice the magic of shedding, just shedding myself? So what is inside the shedding corpse now?"

Ling Qi wanted to return to the inside of the shed corpse, but he was afraid that another self would be entrenched inside.

He was a little scared.

At this time, a small sound came from the meteorite necklace:

"Hey, brother Qi, why have you become demented?" "Dududu, dududu, dududu..."

It turned out that the meteoric spirit on the other end also realized something was wrong and opened a gap in the star door from the necklace.

Becoming dementia? Binglong's words reminded him, so, there is no one else in the shedding corpse?

Sure enough, the two sleeves on the shed corpse were bulging a little first, and then quickly shriveled. It seemed that Yun Sha had lost control.

"Okay, let's go back to your body first."

Ling Qi was worried that the staff of the beauty salon would find something strange, so he floated and crawled back to the molting corpse. The spirit and flesh were united, and the familiar perception was activated again, and he had a body again.

Under his control, Yun Sha refilled his sleeves and gloves and secretly looked at the counter. The little girl didn't see it.
Chapter completed!