Geng Xin couldn't catch up, so he could only watch as the shadow enveloped his master like a veil.
Lin Yige felt a pain between his brows, like a meteor falling into a cold pool. In an instant, the sea of consciousness began to boil.
Indescribable pain swept through the whole body from top to bottom.
Lin Yige staggered a few steps, became unsteady, and half-knelt on the ground, her spiritual power leaking out as if she had lost control.
The soul in Bu Taixu's Dantian was punched through by Geng Xin, and gradually dissipated into spiritual energy and returned to heaven and earth.
However, his cultivation has reached the Mahayana level and he has already developed spiritual thoughts. Simply destroying the soul is far from enough.
As long as there is a ray of spiritual thought that remains, it is not difficult to erode the sea of consciousness of the monks and make them haunted by inner demons, or to be reborn and embark on the path to immortality.
Fortunately, Lin Yige had already expected that in this trapped formation, if Bu Taixu failed to deal with Geng Xin, he would definitely turn to deal with himself who was only in the stage of becoming a god.
Lin Yige took a breath, and it took several weeks for her spiritual power to stop leaking.
Then, while compressing her consciousness to the edge of the sea of consciousness and giving up most of the sea of consciousness, she connected with the long-dormant killing sword intent in her dantian.
What follows is a battle between spiritual consciousness and divine consciousness, and divine thoughts versus divine thoughts.
Unfortunately, the "battlefield" is in her own sea of consciousness.
If Bu Taixu ignored it and suddenly detonated his spiritual thoughts, Lin Yige himself would also suffer.
Therefore, we can only act wisely, not head-on.
As soon as Bu Taixu's spiritual thoughts broke into Lin Yige's sea of consciousness, he was shocked for a moment.
The breadth of the sea of consciousness of monks in the Transformation Stage is far beyond that of ordinary monks in the Void Refining Stage, and is almost infinitely close to the sea of consciousness of Mahayana monks.
The sea of consciousness is so vast, but the spiritual consciousness is only so small, so there are tricks no matter how you think about it.
However, whether it was the lunatic Feng Qingqing who forcibly broadened Lin Yige's body, or whether Lin Yige's physical body was born like this, in the end it was Bu Taixu who got the advantage!
Lin Yige is also the same. He has been a human in two lives. He has not changed the recklessness of thousands of years ago. He has only transformed into a god and cultivated his skills. He dares to rely on the wood spirit of the early Mahayana to deal with himself in the later stage of the Mahayana.
Bu Taixu's spiritual thoughts penetrated into the sea of consciousness like tree roots, and the thin threads of his spiritual consciousness spread out, ferociously swallowing up the "cloud" formed by Lin Yige's spiritual consciousness in the vast sea of consciousness.
The spiritual consciousness spread and occupied most of the sea of consciousness without encountering a counterattack. The spiritual consciousness transformed by Bu Taixu's spiritual thoughts accelerated the spread.
As long as all the spiritual consciousness belonging to Lin Yige in the sea of consciousness is cleared, he can occupy the magpie's nest and merge with this physical body.
Maybe we can also get a glimpse of the secrets of Guiyi Sword Technique.
By that time, he will not only have the accumulation of many years in Tingfeng Pavilion, but also have the foundation of establishing a sect in one sect, and he will be able to establish his own sect!
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Lin Yige held her breath and concentrated, trying her best to suppress her consciousness and wait.
The moment Bu Taixu's spiritual thoughts touched the boundary of the sea of consciousness, Lin Yige's thoughts moved slightly and activated the killing sword intention.
Divine consciousness controls the invisible killing sword to surround the sea of consciousness, encircling and suppressing it from all sides towards the center.
Wherever the killing sword intent reaches, the consciousness that does not belong to one's own will be shattered and annihilated in large areas.
Bu Taixu realized at this moment that he had misjudged Lin Yige, but it was too late to control his spiritual thoughts and withdraw. He could only watch as he was surrounded by the inexplicable and heart-stopping gray mist of sword intent.
At this time, it is too late to ignite the spiritual thoughts and Lin Yige.
Realizing that he was doomed today, Bu Taixu let out a long sigh, and his spiritual thoughts shrank even more thinly. A drop of red, exuding an ominous aura, shimmering with strange light, fell into the restored sea of clear consciousness.
The next moment, the killing sword intent completely devoured Bu Taixu's remaining spiritual thoughts.
Lin Yige covered her forehead and stood up. Countless unfamiliar scenes flashed through her mind.
Lin Yige sneered, it was just an ordinary tragic experience that cultivators have long been used to. Could it be that he still wanted to arouse her compassion?
Having compassion for evildoers is better than inner demons rather than inner demons.
It's a pity that she was already good at soul-searching techniques, and the memories she obtained from soul-searching were even more confusing and complicated, and she had already lost her mind.
This messy memory is even more manageable to deal with.
Lin Yige concentrated slightly, collected this unexpected memory into one place, and sealed it up.
After processing this, Geng Xin's voice became clear in his ears.
"Owner……"
"Master, are you okay, Master?"
"Master, are you still my master?"
"Master, do you still remember my favorite food?"
Lin Yige rubbed his forehead, looked at the concern in those black grape-like eyes, and glanced at them.
The murderous intention in Geng Xin's body has been poured into the fight with Bu Taixu. At this moment, the anger is gone and he will no longer lose control at will.
Lin Yige nodded with satisfaction and handed over a piece of spiritual gold.
"Hmm..." Geng Xin smacked his lips, smiled happily, transformed into a sword, and hung it on Lin Yige's waist.
There is a tacit understanding between master and slave, and there is no need to say more.
After putting away the fallen magic weapon, Lin Yige lit a fire and burned Bu Taixu's body to ashes.
Lin Yige then removed the trapped flags one by one.
Holding the formation flag in her hand, she realized that most of the dozens of formation flags had been damaged in the fight between Geng Xin and Bu Taixu.
I have to ask Fourth Senior Brother for some more formation flags.
As soon as he put away the formation flag, the small bamboo building appeared in front of Lin Yige again.
The old voice came out: "Little friend, don't forget that there are sour thorn willows all over the mountain! If you can't plant them... just use the golden wood spirit to offset them!"
Lin Yige raised her eyebrows slightly and stared at the small bamboo building for a long time, becoming more and more suspicious in her heart.
It's so good, but it hasn't been planted yet, so how do you know that she won't be able to grow it, and then directly choose Gengxin as an apology?
With happiness in his heart, Lin Yige pointed to the broken branches, fallen leaves and rotten fruits of the sourthorn willow, and asked: "The mountain should be planted with this kind of sourthorn willow, right?"
The voice replied: "Exactly!"
Lin Yi smiled, cupped his hands and said, "Forgive me, Master of the Mountain, but I am not good at illusions. However, my little apprentice has learned the Water Moon Mirror Flower Technique... Master of the Mountain, wait a moment, I will send a message to summon him!"
With that said, Lin Yige took the Thousand Miles Transmission Symbol and pretended to transmit the message to call people.
Since we need to call people, we must call more people.
Lin Yige tilted his head and deliberately reminded: "My apprentice is delicate and frail and needs help from others. The mountain master doesn't mind if I call a few more, right?"
The small bamboo building creaked for a while, and gradually revealed another appearance - a huge clam shell, with a faint blue light in the slightly opened gap - it turned out that the Lord of Sanwei Mountain was actually a mirage!
"...How did you tell?" The old voice was no longer replaced by an extremely gentle female voice.
Lin Yige shook his head and said: "A dozen of my formation flags were damaged, but the mosaics and fruits of the sour thorn willow are still the same as before the mountain master left."
As promised, if the mountain is full of acid thorns and willows fall, that's all.
But since this mirage covets Gengxin, it is impossible for her to plant a mountain full of sour thorn willows.
