Before dark, Li Zhen finally came down the mountain and was picked up by the guards of the mansion.

The Ninth Princess came over after hearing the news. When she saw Li Zhen, she hurriedly stepped forward to hug him and said, "Husband, are you injured? Why are your hands so cold?"

Li Zhen patted her back and said comfortingly: "I'm fine. Thanks to Brother Zhu for arriving in time."

Only then did the Ninth Princess notice the sloppy Taoist and stepped forward to greet him: "Best wishes, senior brother."

The sloppy Taoist burped, waved his hand and said, "Since there's nothing else, I'll leave first."

After saying that, an ape jumped onto the top of a tree by the roadside, and in a blink of an eye, he jumped up and took a shortcut to the north.

His spiritual thoughts were released, and the whole body seemed to be enveloped by an invisible strong wind, and the rainwater turned into powder beside him. When the ignorant mountain people saw it, they would definitely think that it was an immortal flying in the clouds and mist.

"Come as soon as you want, leave as soon as you want, so comfortable!" Li Zhen looked up and watched with envy.

But after finally rushing back, he fell ill with a fever. Ordinary people are inevitably suffering from disasters and illnesses, and are far less comfortable than monks.

Although Li Zhen was young, he was born with a rapid rise and was extremely rich, but he could be called delicate. After all these hardships, he got a minor illness as expected.

At night, in the huge gold-plated red sandalwood ivory bed, Li Zha was resting covered with a quilt, still feeling like the world was spinning.

Half asleep and half awake, my soul floated up and I could see the surrounding scene.

Luosha, brocade tents, cupboards, bottles and jars...the room is fully furnished, just like what you see, and you can still hear a faint voice, as if the Ninth Princess is instructing her servants to make medicine.

Li Zhen gradually realized something was wrong: "Is this the release of spiritual consciousness?"

He was actually able to release his spiritual consciousness without the help of Xinlingxiang?

In the dark, there seemed to be spiritual light shining all over the place, centering on his own body and spreading outwards, until it stopped ten feet away.

This is already the level of a monk in the early stage of Qi refining. In the past, Li Zhen could not achieve it even if he meditated with the help of Xin Ling Xiang, and could only reach a certain range.

Li Zhen was so surprised that he looked around, and it was as if he had seen it in person, and all the things appeared in detail.

The most eye-catching one should be the Ninth Princess, who is a monk in the early stage of Qi refining. She is shrouded in spiritual light and can be vaguely seen through several walls. In comparison, the servants are much dim.

At this moment, Li Zhen suddenly discovered that there seemed to be many ethereal things as thin as gossamers moving in the air, all of which took the form of threads manifesting thoughts.

But they don't have a source like their own spiritual thoughts. Instead, they seem to appear out of thin air from chaos.

Li Zhen's thought moved closer, and he immediately discovered that it was fused with his own spiritual thought, no longer distinguishable from each other.

"My spiritual mind...has become stronger!"

"What on earth is this that can actually enhance my spiritual consciousness?"

Li Zhen inexplicably thought of the monk's method of tempering spiritual energy, his spiritual root qualifications, and the chance of immortality. He couldn't help but tremble in his body, and his mood was agitated. He swallowed hundreds of hairsprings in one breath, and still felt that he was still unfinished.

This kind of thing seems to be able to regenerate, and it keeps emerging from the void, but the quantity is not as good as before.

The growth of his spiritual thoughts reminded Li Chen of monks' abilities to drive objects with their thoughts and control flying swords. He tried to move objects, but this time, he immediately frowned secretly.

"Can't even move a vase?"

Well, if the vase doesn't work, try paper. It's also as heavy as Mount Tai.

I finally noticed that there was a strand of hair on the comb in the corner of the dressing table that I had no time to clean. As a result, I couldn't shake it either.

Li Zhe's face was so burned that he quickly put it down and began to look for finer dust and other objects.

After a lot of effort, Li Zhen finally figured out that his soul was indeed somewhat different. It seemed that he was stimulated and finally strengthened to the point where he could release it independently like a monk.

However, the power of spiritual thoughts is still approximately zero, perhaps in a unit much smaller than milligrams, which can only be measured in micrograms.

"No wonder even hair cannot be shaken. Hair is a huge thing at a microscopic level, weighing hundreds of micrograms. The hair on the dressing table that should be black hair is as long as the waist, and even has to be measured in milligrams."

Suddenly, Li Zhen felt that his body was as light as nothing, and he tried to move, but he separated from his body like smoke, and then floated up.

He subconsciously lowered his head and saw himself lying on the bed, and couldn't help but become more surprised.

This is the out-of-body experience recorded in the Taoist scriptures!

"What's going on? This is not just the release of spiritual consciousness, but also an out-of-body experience?"

"Isn't this something that can only be accomplished in the Nascent Soul realm? Even the current ancestors don't have such ability!"

The monks in this world can only have their souls leave the body if they are at Nascent Soul or above.

To be precise, the first is the night tour, because ghosts are like ghosts in nature and are afraid of fire, thunder and lightning, and even more afraid of the bright sun.

After you have advanced in cultivation, you can try day trips. Because you have cultivated Yang, you can avoid the sun during the day and are not afraid of ordinary fire, thunder and lightning.

At that time, the Yuanying spirit body was no different from the real entity. It could even transform yin and yang, and use the power of the yang god to feed the physical body's energy and blood. The powerful masters' flesh-and-blood derivation, blood rebirth and other magical methods were all based on this.

Based on principles.

But no matter what methods the powerful masters have, it is still unbelievable for a mortal to leave the body on his own.

Li Zhen had never experienced this state before. If the sloppy Taoist could fly and jump across various terrains as if walking on the ground, it could be called a small freedom, then this kind of out-of-body experience that can ignore the limitations of the physical body is a great freedom. This

But it’s a skill that only great monks can have!

Li Zhen carefully looked at his own body with his eyes closed, then looked at the maids keeping watch not far away, floating back and forth in front of them, and then observed the objects in the room from different angles, feeling extremely novel.

Li Zhen tried to reach out and touch them, only to feel an invisible barrier blocking them, but the other party didn't seem to react. Maybe the force exerted was negligible, and it would only be reflected after the spiritual consciousness increased.

Other objects can pass through it, like ghosts.

But the lights in the room were a bit dazzling, which inexplicably made him want to avoid them.

I walked out of the door, came to the yard, and looked up, but I felt that the world around me was vast, as if it was shrouded in endless thick black fog, and only a ten-foot area illuminated by the spiritual light of my consciousness could be seen.

This is not a scene that is usually seen with the naked eye. Within more than ten feet, the range of spiritual consciousness is bright and bright, like a torch, but outside it is like an abyss, with boundless darkness that creates instinctive fear in people's hearts.

According to the records in the Taoist scriptures, even high-level monks are at risk of wandering too far. If they encounter an accident and cannot come back, they will become a lonely ghost or even die.

"The limitation of the spirit soul leaving the body lies in the spirit body. Normally, monks who have cultivated to this stage already have a very wide range of induction, and can fly and change, and enter and exit the netherworld, but I can't do it now."

Li Zhen thought for a while and did not rush to try to travel far.

Although he was familiar with the road near the bedroom, when he tried it, he seemed to be covered by an inexplicable air current above. It was difficult to climb too high. He could only float a few feet above the ground and could not go any faster. He could only walk or jog normally.

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If you go too far and encounter evil spirits and flames, you will inevitably be in danger.

Moreover, the current power of spiritual thoughts is indeed too weak to be of any use. It is better to think about how to improve it first.

For several days, Li Zhen seemed to be resting in bed, but in fact he was groping for research.

It was found that the hairspring sometimes appeared and sometimes disappeared, and there seemed to be no exact pattern.

After they are all devoured, the number of new ones varies, sometimes hundreds or even thousands, sometimes only a few.

But after merging with thoughts, the enhanced effects are real, and the power of thoughts begins to undergo earth-shaking changes.

This really allowed Li Zhen to experience the feeling of tempering spiritual energy.

Most of the monks have complete spiritual roots and have tempered the five elements. They also integrate them into the thoughts of the soul to make them stronger, manifest and condense their essence.

So far, he can move several milligrams of weight, and he can move a piece of his own hair out of thin air without any problem. The progress is so great that it is earth-shattering.

"But what exactly are these threads? Where do they come from, and how do they multiply?"

"It doesn't seem difficult to devour and refine them. If instead of hundreds of them, there are billions or trillions of them, maybe I will be reborn soon, comparable to a real monk!"

As the saying goes, Li Zhen was happy to go to Shu, but soon he became worried.

After observation, he found that regardless of the size and thickness of these hairsprings, and without delving into their specific properties for the time being, they could increase the power of spiritual thoughts by micrograms. One thousand hairsprings equals one milligram, and one million hairsprings equals one gram.

But this is really too little.

It takes several days to refine a few thousand pieces, two or three years to refine a million pieces, and only one gram of mental power is gained.

The distance of the spiritual consciousness, the strength, speed, and magical abilities after the soul leaves the body are all missing, or maybe it is so weak that the changes are almost impossible to detect, so what use can it be?

It is absolutely not possible to continue like this, we must find its true source!

Another night, Li Zhen made an excuse to test the Ninth Princess: "Have you noticed anything extra in this room?"

The Ninth Princess looked slightly stagnant: "Husband, why do you ask that?"

Li Zhen said: "I always feel like there is something floating around me."

The Ninth Princess stretched out her hand to explore his forehead, then used her spiritual consciousness to sense it, and said: "No, husband, please don't think too much, just take good care of yourself."

Li Zhen hesitated to speak, but in the end he didn't ask any more questions.

"Qingsi's spiritual consciousness cannot perceive them. All the Taoist scriptures and classics I have read before have never recorded this phenomenon. It should not be related to other monks' methods."

"Perhaps, I don't rely on my spiritual sense to see, but I am gifted in smelling fragrance!"

Thinking of this, Li Zhen suddenly felt that he might have taken a detour, so he tried to calm down and meditate, entering a hazy, half-dream and half-awake state of clarity.

Sure enough, this time, I could smell the scent of incense and fireworks from the void, as well as the texture of Jiangzhen and agarwood.

"This is the smell of aroma!"

"Although it is so faint that it is almost undetectable, there is absolutely no mistaking it. This is the smoke of fireworks after lighting incense!"

"These gossamers are actually related to incense?"

Li Zhen didn't think they were molecules or atoms of spices, because his talent was to visualize smells and manifest fragrances, which essentially belonged to the spiritual realm.
To be continued...