"The God-Slaying Sword comes out of the body..."
Mo Hua was stunned for a moment, then looked down at his palm and squeezed it lightly.
Thinking that he might hold the power to break through the realm and kill the golden elixir in his hand, Mo Hua was filled with excitement and his eyes became brighter and brighter.
As long as the God-Slaying Sword can leave the body, one's own "divine consciousness and enlightenment" will truly undergo an essential transformation.
Not only in the world of spiritual thoughts, but also in reality, he can also transform his strongest spiritual thoughts into the strongest killing moves by turning virtual reality into reality.
In reality, carry out spiritual killing.
"Gonna give it a try..."
…
The next day, the disciples lived in the north of Taixu Gate.
On a quiet hillside.
The vegetation is luxuriant, the mountains and forests are steep, and there is a touch of cloud and mist, which is quiet and peaceful.
Ink Hua sits on the grass, closes his eyes and rests.
There were no other people around, except for a big white dog, lying idle and dozing under a big tree.
The sun passes through the woods, dyes the green mountain color, and shines on the ink painting.
The surrounding faint clouds and mist also shrouded the ink painting.
Ink painting abandons calming the mind and cultivating the mind. It is like a dry stone, motionless.
After an unknown amount of time, he opened his eyes, and there were three colors of black, white, and gold flowing under his eyes, and the aura around him also changed.
The ink painting and pointing on the forehead elicited the sword intention from between the eyes, and then the eyes were sharp and pointed forward a little.
There seemed to be something in the void, piercing the sky and moving forward, pointing directly at a towering tree in front of it.
The mountain wind blew up suddenly, and the big trees opposite seemed to be trembling with rustling branches and leaves.
Time seems to freeze at this moment...
But after a while, the mountain wind stopped.
Nothing happened.
There is no spiritual thought that turns the sword out of the body, no sword intention, and the big tree does not move at all, safe and sound.
Only the ink painting pointed forward, maintaining the action of "drawing out the sword", standing on the spot with a resolute expression.
But... nothing happened.
The big white dog not far away opened its mouth wide and yawned boredly.
It's tired of looking at it.
Mo Hua could only put away his fingers and sighed helplessly.
From morning to now, he has tried no less than seven or eight times, but to no avail. The Jingshen Sword can leave the body, but the more advanced God-Slaying Sword can manifest in the sea of ​​consciousness, but it cannot leave the consciousness at all.
ocean.
If you can't get out of your body, you can't kill.
The big white dog in the distance moved its tail, licked its fur, lay down again, and dozed off.
Mo Hua also sat down cross-legged and began to think carefully.
"What exactly is the problem? Is the method of leaving the body wrong, or is my spiritual consciousness not high enough?"
Mo Hua remembered that Elder Xun Zixian seemed to have told him about the process by which monks' spiritual thoughts generally advance:
"Qi-refining monks can release their spiritual consciousness and perceive external objects;"
"Foundation-building monks can control objects with spiritual awareness;"
"When you reach the Golden Core Realm and master the art of controlling objects, the power of the monks' weapons and swords will also reach a higher level."
"Only when you reach the golden elixir can you begin to dabble in the method of soul leaving the body. Only when you reach enlightenment can you truly master the soul leaving the body..."
There are very few monks who study the path of spiritual thoughts, and Elder Xun Zixian does not follow this path either. It is just his interest as an array master, so he does a lot of research.
His words are still very credible.
"Only the golden elixir can be initially dabbled in..."
Mo Hua muttered.
"But this should be for ordinary monks. When I use the Shocking Sword, my soul is already out of the body."
"That's...there's something wrong with my method of releasing the God-Slaying Sword?"
Mo Hua thought about it carefully again.
The God-Destroying Sword is more complicated than the Shocking God Sword.
The practice of Jingshen Sword is to imprint the sword intention or the evil spirit pattern in the soul. When leaving the body, just use the eyes as the orifice to reveal the soul.
The God-Slaying Sword doesn't work, its method is more profound and more difficult.
You must first hold your breath and concentrate, accumulate spiritual thoughts, condense the God-Slaying Sword Style in the sea of ​​consciousness, and strike out with this sword.
Only then can the sword be conveyed out of the body using the eyes as a medium.
First "draw the sword" and then "leave the body".
It seems like it’s just one more step, but it’s many times more difficult.
The most ideal situation is that the sword moves with the god, the god comes out with the eyes, the god-slaying sword condenses when the mind moves, the eyes open, and the mind turns into a sword and cuts out.
He starts quickly, moves quickly, and kills people with his "eyes", making him hard to guard against.
It really means "if I look at you, you will die."
But I am still far away from this realm, so I can only do it slowly and step by step.
"Step by step..."
In ink painting, first close your eyes, concentrate, isolate the influence of external objects, and focus all your attention on the sea of ​​consciousness.
In the sea of ​​​​consciousness, the ink painting of spiritual thoughts incarnates, opens his eyes, holds his hands empty, and gathers them above his head.
Thick and pure spiritual thoughts, like golden rivers, gathered between his hands and condensed into a dazzling spiritual sword.
There are many different ways of swordsmanship.
Broken Gold, Kaishan, Guishui, and Lihuo are condensed in the sword one by one in the form of a sword array.
The ancient Taixu Sword Intent appears.
The ruthless and selfless Tao of Supreme Killing Love, which kills everything, is also integrated into it.
The ink painting holds a huge sword in its hand, which shines brightly, like a god or demon on earth.
If it is to kill the evil ghosts, divine corpses, or even evil fetuses in the spiritual thoughts, it can be done with just one strike of the sword.
But it doesn't work if you are out of body.
Mo Hua had tried many times before, but they all failed. As long as the sword slashed down like this, its power could only be limited to the sea of ​​consciousness, unable to break through the boundary between reality and reality, unable to leave the body and appear in the world.
"The method of leaving the body is wrong..."
"No, or rather, the way I cut it out was wrong..."
In the past few times, Mo Hua always thought about "leaving the body" and tried his best to go "outside", but in his spiritual consciousness, there was no distinction between "inside and outside".
He thought about slashing outwards, but in the end, the sword remained within his own sea of ​​consciousness.
Existence and non-existence arise from each other, difficulty and ease complement each other.
Inside and outside are also relative.
If you can't cut outward, then go inward. Is this sword cutting your own "soul"?
No, it's not simply "killing", but using the soul as an interface to connect to reality?
The eyes are the windows to the soul.
Does cutting towards the soul mean that the spiritual thoughts are transmitted to the eyes, and the eyes are used as windows to truly "leave the body"?
Mo Hua guessed in his heart.
He was a little unsure, but hesitated for a moment and decided to give it a try.
Failure is the mother of success. The practice of any method is accompanied by multiple failures. Only through a lot of trial and error can you find the right path.
Anyway, he was used to "killing himself".
Taixu's sword intention is to kill the ego, Taishang Wangqing is to kill the desire of others, now it seems that it doesn't matter if I use the sword to kill myself...
With a thought in his mind, Mo Hua looked solemn and began to reverse the giant sword and face him.
But this time the sword's edge was reversed, and the majestic sword intention was facing him. Mo Hua instantly felt the pressure of being on the verge of life and death.
It was as if this sword strike would kill him.
Mo Hua was about to disperse the God-Slaying Sword, but the next moment, he stopped abruptly.
"Fear is just a redundant emotion."
"When the Supreme Being cuts off love, he should also cut off 'fear'."
"The God-Slaying Sword is the creation of my soul. It is my understanding of the Tao. It is the sword of my divine mind. My sword cannot kill me."
Mo Hua was firm in his knowledge. For a moment, his heart was like gold and stone, indestructible. Even if he faced a huge sword that could kill the evil fetus, he was not afraid.
"cut!"
Mo Hua drank lightly.
The huge God-Slaying Sword slashed down with a crash, like the Milky Way falling down, and slashed towards Mo Hua himself.
The eyes in the ink painting are as old as before, the mind is as strong as iron, and they are happy and fearless.
And sure enough, the God-Slaying Sword did not actually kill him, but cut into his soul the moment it touched him.
In an instant, the spiritual thoughts were distorted and alternated between reality and reality.
The ink painting seems to touch a layer, the barrier between reality and reality, and sense the gap between reality and reality.
The boundary between reality and reality is too profound, and he cannot see through it, nor can he break through this gap.
But the place where reality and reality merge is himself, his sea of ​​consciousness.
He can use his body as a matchmaker and his eyes as orifices to transmit his "virtual" spiritual thoughts to the "real" world.
Mo Hua touched his eyebrows with his fingers, communicating with the sword intention in the sea of ​​consciousness.
After a moment, he suddenly opened his eyes.
In his eyes, the sword light was extremely bright, filled with huge sword light as vast as the Milky Way, with various sword ways such as Broken Gold, Kaishan, Guishui, and Lihuo flowing in between.
Taixu's sword intention floated faintly.
The Supreme Being cuts off love, without me there is no life.
Mo Hua's expression was indifferent, and the energy around him began to change.
The big white dog that was dozing next to him suddenly jumped up in surprise, his eyes widened, and he looked at the ink painting in disbelief.
But the time has come, and spiritual enlightenment suddenly occurs.
The ink drawings touch the forehead together, and the sword of spiritual thought is transported to both eyes, and then the sharp edge shines in the eyes. The ink drawings point forward a little, and the sword intention of killing the gods comes out of the eyes, following the direction pointed by the ink drawings, and shoots out through the air.
, move forward indomitably.
The big white dog was so frightened that the hair all over his body stood up and his tail stood up.
Then a burst of spiritual thoughts surged and changed... and still nothing happened.
Even though the momentum was astonishing, even though the technique was profound, even though the spiritual thoughts were strong and powerful, and the sword technique was extremely sharp, there was no movement at all after it was used.
In other words, he didn't show it.
Grass is still grass, not a single leaf has fallen off.
The tree is still a tree, without leaving any scars.
The flowers and plants all around are also lush and prosperous.
The Taibai Dog's eyes widened and he was stunned for a long time. Then he realized that it was just a false alarm. His raised tail drooped down again, and his plush body lay back on the ground.
Mo Hua also slumped down on the grass, feeling a little frustrated.
"Why is it still not working?"
"I have mastered the method of leaving the body, why can't I kill it with this sword?"
Mo Hua was not convinced and wanted to practice again, but as soon as he got up, he felt dizzy and fell to the ground again.
His sea of ​​consciousness stung, and his eyes were bloodshot and somewhat red and swollen.
"I practiced too much and it started to bite me back..."
The God-Slaying Sword is too powerful, and the spiritual thoughts are too strong. Forcibly using the "binary eyes" to leave the body is also too heavy on the eyes.
"We can't practice anymore, we have to slow down..."
Mo Hua quickly sat up and meditated to regain his consciousness. At the same time, he took some elixirs that nourished the blood, purified the heart and brightened the eyes.
After the recovery was completed, his consciousness recovered and his eyes became clearer, Mo Hua opened his eyes.
"Still not working."
Mo Hua pondered. But in a short period of time, he would not be able to practice the Exorcist Sword again. Moreover, it was almost time to eat.
"Go back first..."
Mo Hua tidied up, shouted "Big White Dog, go back", then got up and left. After taking a few steps, he turned around and saw that Big White Dog was still lying on the ground.
"Big white dog?"
The big white dog glanced sideways at Mo Hua, ignored him, turned his head, and continued to doze on his stomach, looking a little angry.
Mo Hua knew why he was angry, so he sighed and explained: "How many times have I told you, I didn't mean to steal it."
"It's not like I don't take you with me to eat good food..."
"You can't digest those things..."
"They are all unclean corpses of gods. They are easy to cause problems if they are eaten by you..."
"Next time, next time I have something delicious to eat, I will definitely bring it with you."
The big white dog looked at Mo Hua's storage bag.
Mo Hua said: "That bone can't be eaten, I'll keep it for use..."
"Really, I won't lie to you."
"Next time there is something delicious, I will leave some for you..."
…
Mo Hua tried to talk, but Big White Dog finally calmed down, and then nodded arrogantly, finally settling the differences with Mo Hua.
"Next time I encounter evil spirits, I will definitely bring you a few so you can bear with me." Mo Hua promised, "You go to the dining hall with me now. If you want to eat anything, I will give you some. I will treat it as an apology to you."
Already."
After receiving Mo Hua's promise, the big white dog became happy, wagging its tail and following behind Mo Hua.
One person and one dog walked along the mountain path and down the mountain.
Behind them, a sword mark appeared on the towering ancient tree that was "cut down" by Mo Hua using his spiritual thoughts as a sword.
It's said to be sword marks, but it doesn't look like it.
On the sword marks, there are no traces of sword cutting, it is more like natural withering and withering.
It was as if someone had obliterated the "idea" of trees growing near the sword mark.
This scar will never grow again, never heal again, and will never have any vitality.
This is a wound at the "spiritual mind" level.
It was a trace of the overflowing God-Slaying Sword Intention, leaving a scar from the Divine Sense Sword.
In the long years since then, this sword wound has remained on this ancient tree of Taixu Gate, and has never faded through wind and rain.
…
Disciple's residence, dining hall.
Mo Hua, who was hungry, was sitting at the table eating chicken legs.
Beside him, the big white dog was lying on the table, covering a big elbow with its two front paws, gnawing happily.
The disciples on the side were already used to it.
Generally speaking, spiritual animals are not allowed to enter the dining hall.
But the dog was the boss, and the person leading it was Mo Hua, so no one said anything.
Of course, they didn't know that this big white dog was actually not a spiritual beast, let alone a dog.
After a hearty meal, the last grudge in Dabaigou's heart was gone, and he finally reconciled with Mo Hua.
Mo Hua took it to the bookstore. Before leaving, the big white dog barked at Mo Hua.
Mo Hua nodded and replied: "Okay, okay, I won't forget it. I will definitely treat you to a good meal when you have time."
The big white dog nodded with satisfaction.
After sending away the big white dog, Mo Hua returned to his room, burned incense to soothe the gods, brewed cloud tea, sat on the futon and calmed down, thinking about the problem:
"Why can't it be hacked out?"
"I have mastered all the methods of spiritual thought, and the sword intention of killing gods has been directed to my eyes, but I still can't get out of my body, and I can't cut it out. Is it because I haven't formed a pill yet?"
Only by forming a pill with divine consciousness can the God-cutting Sword come out of the body?
Mo Hua was not sure and wanted to take some time to practice more, but with his eyes as his orifice, the load on his eyes was extremely heavy. With his physical strength, he simply did not have the capital to try many times.
If you practice too much and your eyes become blind, then the problem will be big.
Mo Hua muttered: "That's all, let's find a way to form the elixir with spiritual consciousness first."
As long as the consciousness is formed into a pill, not only can the divine sword be released from the body, but the spirit-reverse formation can also be learned. One's own strength will also truly undergo a "transformation".
But we still have to find a solution to the current problem. In two days, it will be the day to encircle and suppress the Demon Sect.
If you can't learn the counter-spiritual formation, the God-Slaying Sword can't be released, and all attack methods can't be used, then you can only settle for the next best thing and find a way to survive.
If there is an accident and he is targeted by the golden elixir demon, he will have a way to escape.
It's hard to say whether the concealment technique can hide from the golden elixir. But the body technique, he just learned a new one not long ago.
Mo Hua thought for a while, then went to the Taoist room and found Elder Yi.
"Discussion?"
Elder Yi was stunned for a moment and looked at Mo Hua, "Are you following me?"
"Yeah!" Mo Hua nodded.
Elder Yi didn't know what to say.
You, a foundation-building disciple, want to discuss with me, an elder of Jindan?
If it were any other disciple, he would definitely say that he was not available, but it was Mo Hua who made the request, and Elder Yi could not refuse.
On the other hand, he is willing to discuss with himself. In a sense, he really "looks up to" himself.
"That's all, let's just play with this precious disciple of Taixu Sect..." Elder Yi thought to himself, and then asked:
"What kind of discussion method?"
Mo Hua said: "I'm running away. Come and catch me. See if you can catch me."
Elder Yi understood.
This is to learn skills.
He nodded and said, "Okay."
Then Elder Yi found an empty Taoist room and said to Mo Hua: "Just here, it's a big place, so you can escape easily."
Mo Hua looked around and nodded, "Okay."
So the discussion began.
Of course, it is said to be "sparring", but it is actually "sparring", and the atmosphere is not that tense.
The two stood apart, ten feet apart, and Elder Yi said: "It's begun."
Mo Hua said: "Okay!"
Before he finished speaking, Elder Yi's figure disappeared.
Mo Hua's expression was stern. Before he could react, he found that his body was light and he had been lifted up.
"Caught it." Elder Yi said while holding the ink painting.
The expression in the ink painting is a little dull.
"this……"
The body skills of the late Jindan are really too fast. Elder Yi is also a spiritual practitioner and is extremely proficient in the body skills. In a short period of time, he activates extremely quickly. Inadvertently, figures flicker, so fast that he doesn't even have a chance to react.
The true elder of Taixu Sect is indeed extraordinary.
Elder Yi is usually approachable and appears to be unassuming, but he didn't expect that when he actually took action, he would be so powerful that he had no room to react.
No wonder he can teach Taoism in the Eight Gates, it is really extraordinary...
Of course, there is another reason.
Mo Hua turned his head and looked at Elder Yi, "Elder, you must be in the late stage of Jindan. Your cultivation level is too high."
Elder Yi was startled, "It's not my fault that my cultivation is high..."
Mo Hua said: "You can keep it down a little bit, just the early stage of the Golden Elixir."
The intensity of the golden elixir in the later stage was still too high. His body skills were crushed and he couldn't train anything.
Elder Yi sighed.
What can he do?
As a "sparring partner", it's not just what the little ancestor says.
"Okay, I'll push it to the early stage of the Golden Core."
"Yeah." Mo Hua nodded.
Elder Yi put down the ink painting, and the two stood apart again. Then with a "start", Elder Yi's figure disappeared again.
But this time, the ink painting captured Elder Yi's trajectory.
In the late stage of the golden elixir, he couldn't react, but when his cultivation reached the early stage of the golden elixir, the pressure was not so great.
In Mo Hua's spiritual perception, Elder Yi's figure was walking in an extremely mysterious step, with his feet shrinking to feet. Each step was several feet long, and between advancing and retreating, he just stepped into Mo Hua's back.
In the blind spot of the field of vision.
This step is very subtle and tricky, good at calculation, and very particular about timing.
After a while, Elder Yi's palm was found in the blind corner of Mo Hua's field of vision, and he grabbed Mo Hua just like before.
But this time, Mo Hua was already on guard. The moment his palm caught him, his body flashed and he had already slipped back a few steps.
Elder Yi said softly "Hey".
"There's something..."
He continued to chase, his figure was as indifferent as the wind, and his footwork coincided with Yishu's, fast and mysterious, and difficult for others to detect.
But in the next few rounds, Mo Hua escaped Elder Yi's big hand at the critical moment and was not caught by him.
Elder Yi nodded secretly in his heart.
"good……"
No wonder you have self-confidence and want to learn skills from yourself...
Not only is his mental awareness sharp, but his body skills are also superb. Looking at him with such ease, I don’t know how much hard work he has put in.
The more they sparred, the more distinct Elder Yi's figure became in Mo Hua's consciousness, the more obvious his attack moves became, and the more skillful Mo Hua became in dodging.
Seeing the ink paintings swimming around in the Taoist room like fish, Elder Yi's eyes condensed, and the Bagua Yishu appeared in the space in his eyes, and his movements also changed.
But this change is only a matter of millimeters.
Mo Hua didn't have time to react. He still followed his previous experience to avoid Elder Yi's arrest. But as soon as he took a side step, he realized that there was no one around him. Elder Yi did not catch him.
"not good!"
Mo Hua immediately realized something was wrong, but it was already too late.
Elder Yi walked out of another blind corner. He was obviously not invisible, but he looked as if he was invisible.
A pair of big hands grabbed Mo Hua's shoulders.
Elder Yi smiled slightly, but not long after he smiled, his smile suddenly stopped.
Chapter completed!