I was very cruel and used my mind to separate a yin and yang line from my body. This was a relatively strong yin and yang line that already existed, not the original new one. The new yin and yang line was relatively soft, and I felt nothing when I extracted it.
, or it is not that difficult to disconnect. When the existing yin and yang thread was peeled off, a sharp pain was transmitted from my mind to my senses, but using this yin and yang thread to connect the name brand on the Liyang Pearl is even more
It was easy to connect. Then the Liyang Pearl began to fly around in front of my eyes, getting bigger and smaller, listening to the instructions of my mind. From now on, this Yin and Yang line has become a separate existence for me to operate the magic weapon. It seems that this controller
The method also needs to be carefully studied.
I connected this thick one to the black tassel gun, but it still didn't work. Why is this? Could it be that the difference is in my blood? I recognized the owner of the Liyang Pearl with blood. Did the black tassel gun recognize its owner? Or is it the other way around?
Do I accept that it has the final say? Why on earth won't I be allowed to operate it? I was so cruel that I pricked my finger on the tip of the gun and smeared the blood on the tip and barrel of the gun.
At this time, something magical happened. I could see my blood being absorbed by the gun. It either dried up or was sucked away. And in the center of the black tassel gun, inside the yin and yang line, a ball of cotton-like stuff appeared.
It was squirming. The thing was white for a while, green for a while, squirming back and forth and glowing, which made me dare not continue to smear blood.
After squirming for about 30 minutes, the thing stopped and slowly disappeared into the middle of the gun barrel. Is it preventing me from controlling the black tassel gun? What is it? Is it the weapon spirit mentioned in the novel? But
Other people's weapon spirits are so handsome, why am I like a bug? Forget it, let me ask what others are saying about such a magical thing, just in case it is some kind of monster that swallows me.
Tomato just watched me struggling, then looked at me and asked me after I stopped: "Do you understand?"
"No, but there is progress. I probably know where the mind comes from?"
"mind?"
"It's the voice in your head that talks to yourself. It seems to come from your soul, and it can also talk to you and direct your body activities." I discussed what I wanted to understand with Tomato.
"...You're not talking about schizophrenia?", she thought for a while. The question is, is it appropriate for you, a cat, to talk about schizophrenia to me? Aren't you the easiest to accept this concept?
"No, you also use your mind to control magic weapons. How could you be schizophrenic? Don't you think of anything when you control the demon fire or the Liyang Pearl?" I started to use real objects as examples in frustration.
"I think about it, but if I want it to fly, it will fly. If you want it to be big, it will be big."
"Then if you don't want to think about it, why do you think about it first? If your mind goes blank, can he still fly?"
"...I understand what you mean. You said that is the voice of the mind?"
"Yes, at least I think so. That should be what our own souls say, and we are also controlled by our souls."
"You mean our bodies are the same as magic weapons?!"
"Well, it kind of means that, it should be a container. It's like what I'm saying to you now is actually what my heart or soul wants to say to you, and then relays it through the voice, because before saying it to you, he is already in
It’s formed in my mind, I’m just paraphrasing it.” I suddenly figured out how those who use the body as a magic weapon to practice, or use the body as a furnace to refine inner elixirs, operate.
"This is so profound! I'm a little confused. Are we ourselves?" But Tomato became confused. Her pupils kept dilating and shrinking, and her ears also turned forward.
"Yes, and no...", I suddenly said such an ambiguous sentence.
"...You can't read the Tao Te Ching anymore, you will go crazy." Tomato stretched out its flesh pad and started to touch my head.
"Not sure, maybe this is the real body? I'll ask Taoist Master Jue Xing tomorrow." I took advantage of the situation and touched my head. There should be no fever.
"You are really good. The research on a magic weapon has raised you to the level of the soul. So many immortals have used magic weapons, but no one has ever thought that this is how the mind comes from."
"The Taoist Master told me today that I need to draw inferences from one example. Go to sleep, maybe I will have the answer tomorrow morning."
When I woke up in the morning, tomatoes were pressing on my chest. Not to mention, it was really warm to have a cat sleeping with me.
"Morning!" Tomato opened one eye and looked at me.
"Are you awake?" I raised my head and looked at her through my nostrils.
"I'll wake up as soon as you move."
"Cats sleep really easily. Do you want to go out for breakfast? Although I am from Tianjin, BJ's breakfast is also famous. It has been a long time since I have been back to China. I want to eat fried dough sticks burrito with soy milk, and a bowl of wontons with two eggs. Finally
"I'll try some pancakes later, but I don't know if BJ's pancakes are good or not." The breakfast in my hometown is engraved in my heart. The earliest restaurants in Maple Leaf Country always open at 10:30 in the morning, so there is basically no need to think about breakfast.
If you make it yourself, it will be as convenient as in the Central Plains.
We came out of the house talking and laughing, but we didn't expect everyone to get up so early.
"It's early for you. Why do you get up so early?" I looked at the people standing in the yard in surprise. They all want to have breakfast?
"Jet lag!" came the voices in unison.
At this time, Taoist Master Jue Xing also came out. He was very happy to see so many people in the yard.
"Boys, my place hasn't been so lively for a long time. Come on, I'll take you out for a walk in the morning and take you to eat the snacks in this alley." At this time, Dao Ye is just like an ordinary BJ Hutong man.
Not wearing a Taoist uniform, just the most ordinary gray trousers, white coat, blue shoes and white socks, looking so approachable.
"Master Dao, when are we going to Henan?" I asked casually.
"There's no rush, there's no rush. You and Shanshi come into my house."
After entering the house, I saw Taoist Master Jue Xing taking out a small box and starting to work on my face. About 10 minutes later, He Shanshi said, "You should become like him." As soon as Shanshi touched his face, he changed.
It looked like me, and then the Taoist priest asked us to change our clothes.
"From now on, your identities will be interchanged. Don't call yourself by the wrong name when you go out in the future. I guess Professor He will come again soon, looking determined to give up."
I looked at my new face in the mirror. Don't tell me, it looked really different, so I asked the chief: "What kind of magical power do you have? You can teach me." It's not that I want to learn this.