Aiming for the Immortal Path Chapter 2598 Trying to return the consciousness to the original body, the independent consciousness of the body of the immortal
Chapter 2598 Trying to return the consciousness to the original body, the independent consciousness of the body of the immortal
Compared to most monsters with ordinary bloodlines, the spirit turtle's current cultivation speed has already put many monsters beyond their reach.
The Xuanwu essence blood and Xuanwu back armor also allow the turtle to have a very high growth limit. It is also the dream target of countless monsters.
But if you put it together with a being from the dragon clan like Yunlong, it is completely incomparable!
Su Twelve knew everything about the situation in the small space world.
There is no doubt that if this continues, with Yunlong's terrifying cultivation speed, it is very likely that he will catch up with his own cultivation level very soon.
He can only be sincerely happy about Yunlong's improvement in cultivation strength.
After all, the stronger the spirit beast is, the greater help it can bring to you.
But now, this is not the time to pay attention.
After pondering for a moment, Su Twelve raised his hand and waved lightly, and the top of the Nine-Sky Exquisite Tower immediately showed weak spatial fluctuations.
In an instant, a figure flew out and landed directly in front of Su Twelve.
The figure maintains a cross-sitting posture, and its body size is less than half of its own body.
The appearance is the same as when Su Twelve was a child.
His chest was rising and falling slightly, he was breathing, and there was extremely abundant blood surging in his body.
If you can't see anyone, just this majestic blood energy will look like a ferocious beast in human form.
Only consciousness does not exist, as if he were a living dead.
Looking at the body in front of him, Su Twelve did not rush to do anything more, but just looked at it.
It seems that everything about the body is imprinted in the mind.
After studying it for seven days and seven nights, Su Twelve finally closed his eyes.
The next moment, the magic formula in his hand changed, and the immortal energy surged, embodying bursts of mysterious aura.
During the cup of tea, the mysterious aura rose and spread, covering Su Twelve's entire body.
During the process, Su Twelve's thoughts calmed down and he quickly entered a state of tranquility where his mind was as still as water.
In the state of concentration, the body of Su Twelve Sanxian shimmered with red, green and yellow colors.
The shimmering light circulates, and the three qi of essence, energy, and spirit, representing one's own consciousness, first hover on the surface of the body.
In a moment, the three qi of essence, energy, and spirit left the body of the Sanxian and surged toward the original body in front of him.
Even if he practiced the Zhoutian Star Soul Art, Su Twelve could only be vaguely aware of the existence of his own soul, but could not control his own soul.
However, the soul and the soul are closely connected.
But at its root, the three qi of essence, energy, and spirit are themselves a state of the soul.
Disperse one's own energy and spirit to achieve the transfer of soul consciousness.
Su Twelve is no stranger to such methods.
The three transformations of the body and the technique of concentrating the mind and body that were practiced in the early years are all the use of the three qi of essence, energy and spirit.
In the past, when my physical body was almost on the verge of death, it was by relying on this method that the essence, energy, and spirit were able to return to the original body, thereby resurrecting the body.
Since then, the power of three transformations has been unable to be used. However, Su Twelve's control and use of energy and spirit far surpassed that of most monks.
I have used this method many times to solve the problems I faced.
Dispersing one's own essence, energy, and energy was already a familiar task for Su Twelve.
Only this time, even Su Twelve didn't notice.
After being separated from the body of the Sanxian, the three energies of one's own spiritual energy intertwined in the air, looming in the light, and a half-empty and half-real shadow appeared.
The appearance of the phantom is the same as his own. It is the mysterious and elusive own soul that he sensed through practicing the Zhoutian Star Soul Technique.
As the essence, energy, and spirit get closer to the body, the appearance of the soul is constantly changing.
When the three energies of essence, energy, and spirit begin to submerge into the main body, the appearance of the looming soul has become the same as the main body.
The moment it touched the main body, Su Twelve's scattered energy and energy seemed to find their target all of a sudden.
The three colors of light that were originally intertwined quickly separated.
The red airflow representing essence and blood spreads throughout the body.
The yellow air flow, representing the soul and consciousness, goes straight to the sea of consciousness.
The cyan air flow, which symbolizes the monk's cultivation skills, quickly flows into the sea of qi in the Dantian of the abdomen.
This time, the previous strong feeling of rejection and powerlessness did not appear again.
The three energies of essence, energy, and spirit quickly flowed to their respective positions. Except for the extra effort, which caused the three energies of essence, energy, and spirit to move slower toward the back, it was generally smooth.
The improvement of the body cultivation level of the Sanxian, coupled with the improvement of the soul brought by the Zhoutian Star Soul Art, the effect is quite obvious.
Time passes quietly.
In the formation, Su Twelve's Sanxian body and the main body sat opposite each other, both of them motionless.
The entire world within the array is extremely quiet, and you can hear a pin drop.
If viewed from the perspective of a third person, the two people at this time have strong and powerful auras and full of energy and blood, but their entire bodies are enveloped in an aura of defeat.
It is obviously a state between life and death.
The transfer of consciousness and soul is a very dangerous act.
And this state lasted for several years.
This day.
A heavy breathing sounded, breaking the silence in the array.
"call……"
The Sanxian's body, which had always been motionless, suddenly took a deep breath and exhaled again.
The tightly closed eyes suddenly opened at this moment.
When he opened his eyes again, his eyes clearly showed a bit of confusion, and a faint Buddha's light flashed through his eyes.
His eyes fell on the body in front of him, he was startled for a moment, and then he thought deeply.
After a moment, a sudden look flashed in his eyes, and his opened eyes were closed again.
The body's energy circulates, quickly attracting the spiritual energy of heaven and earth into the body, and entering a state of cultivation.
A steady stream of spiritual energy is refined into one's own immortal essence.
The body of a loose immortal has a faint aura emanating from the whole body, and the aura is like waves.
Compared with before, the temperament has obviously changed very subtly.
On weekdays, Su Twelve has an extremely restrained aura, giving people an impression of being ordinary and not eye-catching at all.
At this moment, the body of the Sanxian has a slightly elegant and easy-going temperament, floating out of the dust.
At first glance, it looks like an immortal, but upon closer inspection, it looks more like an old monk who has entered meditation.
And on the inside, there is a sense of vanity that is strong on the outside but weak on the inside.
Not a word was said, and he didn't get up to do anything.
The body of the Sanxian practiced hard, and the Three Pure Immortal Techniques, the Condensing Yuan Technique, and even the Zhoutian Star Soul Technique in the body resumed operation.
A few days later, a stream of extremely pure immortal essence surged out of the body of the loose immortal again and rushed to the half-immortal treasure umbrella beside it.
But this time, the immortal essence failed to enter the semi-immortal treasure umbrella immediately. Instead, it was blocked by an invisible force on the surface of the umbrella.
Immediately, the treasure umbrella glowed with scorching fire, and the weapon spirit firebird emerged from the center. Its wings flapped, and a pair of eyes stared directly at Su Twelve's immortal body. Gulu's eyes turned with a puzzled look.
I felt that the people in front of me suddenly became familiar and yet strange.
For a moment, the weapon spirit's peripheral vision glanced at Su Twelve's body again, with a look of confusion in his eyes.
At this moment, the child-like body's brows trembled slightly, and a familiar and reassuring aura suddenly hit him.