Chapter 958 Daitian Palm Tribulation, Inky Golden Crow
The feather is not a feather, the sword is not a sword, and the thunder is not a thunder.
The dual elements of the movement of the Dharma are brought into mind, and the energy is turned into energy, and then the energy is used to visualize the emptiness of the spirit... The golden crow fire feathers in Su Jing's fingers, the three-foot green blade in Tu Wan's palm, and the small thunder in Su Qing's hand are all illusions.
Come in.
Suddenly, Wu Yu shook violently and seemed to be trying to break away from Su Jing's hand, but Su Jing held Wu Fei with his fingers as steady as a rock and held Wu Fei firmly, not allowing it to escape.
Big and small Su Jing are the same thing. The feathers in Su Jing's hands are struggling, and the baby's feathers are also swaying wildly. When the black feathers are struggling in their hands, the sword in Lei Tuwan's hand in Su Qing's palm also starts to stir at the same time, like a snake swaying and struggling.
In order to escape from the grasp of the Nascent Soul doll, the dolls were not as calm as Su Jing. They were all gnashing their teeth, with veins popping up on their foreheads. They used all their strength on their hands to hold on tightly, holding on tightly, not allowing them to escape.
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Holding feathers, holding swords, and palming thunder, four people, one large, three small, and four others exerted their strength, but their bodies did not move at all. They sat there for three years!
People have been sitting for three years, and the feathers on Su Jing's fingertips have been struggling for three years.
Three years later, the struggling situation of the black feathers on the fingertips suddenly changed. Instead of swinging, it turned into trembling, like sifting chaff... Shaking to escape, the trembling was about to burn. Seeing that he could not escape, Wu Yu actually wanted to commit suicide.
Destroy and shatter to seek liberation.
Just like the feathers on your fingertips, so are the swords and thunderbolts. The three-foot green blade and the three-inch thunderbolt are also trembling and anxious, accumulating strength and momentum, and they will collapse and self-destruct at any time!
Su Jing's face was no longer calm, his eyes were dark and there was sweat on his forehead. He was obviously exerting all his strength, but even with all his strength, his movements were still smooth and gentle. He raised his free hand, and his five fingers were like wheels in the black feathers.
Flick it back and forth, from top to bottom, forward and backward, endlessly.
Each bullet is suppressing the moment between Karasuba's two tremors, disrupting its rhythm and disrupting its energy storage. Now that Karasuba has been 'taken out', it will not be easy for Karasuba to escape or die.
Tu Wan and Su Qing couldn't imitate Su Jing's ease and ease, but they also tried hard to imitate Su Jing's example. Tu Wan played the sword and Su Qing played the thunder. The children couldn't sit still and staggered to the ground.
Don't let go, don't stop! They both took out the sword and the thunder, they can't kill it?!
There was no sound from the flick of feathers, but the sound of flicking swords and thunder was really amazing. For a moment, there was a loud roar inside Su Jing's body, and there was an ups and downs of anger. It was as if Su Jing had thirty gods fighting in his belly.
The feathers quivered rapidly and the fingers flicked rapidly. From now on, the five fingers flicked for another three years.
After the third three years, the feathers, the long sword, and the thunder finally calmed down and no longer agitated. Su Jing's face relaxed. He waited quietly for a moment and saw that they were indeed 'tamed'. Su Jing raised his hand, opened his mouth, and lifted the feathers.
Put it in your mouth and eat it.
Eating a feather is barely acceptable, but Tu Wan and Su Qing followed suit, swallowing swords and drinking thunder. They actually put the things in their hands into their mouths and ate them all!
His Adam's apple rolled and feathers fell from his abdomen. After that, Su Jing closed his eyes and lay down directly, falling into a deep sleep.
When the adults go to sleep, the children all sleep together... The dream comes back to spring and autumn several times, and it sleeps for another three years.
Three years of sitting quietly and doing the exercises, three years of preventing Karasuba from escaping, three years of preventing Karasuba from self-destruction, and three more years of sleeping.
Black feathers, long swords, and thunder come from illusion, but they themselves are by no means illusion. Whether it is feathers or thunder, the things in the hands of Su Jing and Nascent Soul are all metamorphosis of their own true energy - they are imaginary things.
But it is not something that is thought of 'out of thin air'. It is the pure and pure Qi that is transformed into essence, and then the essence is replenished into spiritual thoughts. After entering deep meditation, the visualization process is the process of 'making'.
To put it bluntly, the Golden Crow Feather in Su Jing's hand was originally condensed from his own Xiu Yuan, but during the process, he first used Qi to transform into Essence, from Essence to Spirit, and then from Spirit to True Spirit.
After three turns, pure water becomes spirit essence, iron is tempered into gold essence, and true energy is refined into essence essence!
The finally refined 'Practical Cultivation Essence' will naturally be taken back into the body. If during the twelve years of practice, the feather in the hand escapes or self-destructs, the practice will be a failure. Not only will it be useless, but also the cultivation will be lost. A small black feather was transformed by Su Jing's 20% cultivation base.
After the exercise, Su Jing had no change, but the three dolls swallowed the objects in their hands. After sleeping again and waking up, their body shape and face were a little bigger. From a confinement baby to a hundred-day baby, no matter Ti Xiuwei just looks like he has grown up and become much stronger.
The twelve years of practice can be regarded as a great cycle of breathing, breathing and moving Qi. The practice of Huanxi'er in the tenth stage of the Golden Crow Zhengfa is like this...and so on.
The things he visualizes are different every time. If Su Jing has the ability, he can imagine a roast goose coming, so that he can still have some taste when he swallows it in the end.
There is no definite number on how many times you have to go back and forth. If you really have great skills, you can break through Huanxi'er in one go. If you have the highest level of qualifications, you can hardly make progress in a lifetime of going back and forth. It only depends on the situation of the cultivator himself.
After waking up, I was distracted and laughed for a while, and then I gathered my mind and practiced again. It was the same practice, the same process, but the new practice time was shortened, from twelve years to eleven years. Year.
After practicing for the third time after eleven years, it only took nine years.
The time for one exercise was shortened, but Su Jing invested more in cultivation from virtual to real, and the little Nascent Soul grew faster. By the time Su Jing practiced for the sixth time, it only took six years, and the body was fully The three Nascent Souls have all grown into five-year-old dolls.
The total amount of time before and after is less than a century, and the Yuanying becomes a five-year-old child. The speed of improvement is extremely fast, and "from the void to the reality" again and again, turning the true energy into three times to refine the Yuanjing, also makes Su Jing's His real power and divine energy have been improving by leaps and bounds. Every time he wakes up from practicing, he sees his baby getting bigger and experiences his body becoming stronger and stronger. Su Jing is overjoyed. This is the joy of practicing.
At this time, another guest came from afar, three fairies from China: Lie Lie'er, Ayan's little mother, and Sanshouman.
The three monsters traveled together and played in the middle-earth. They mentioned Su Jing in their chat, and when they got interested, they immediately set off and traveled through the ancient formation and across two realms to visit.
Friends for many years, the friendship of running side by side has not changed for thousands of years. When they met, they had a warm feeling. After chatting, the three monsters suddenly stopped talking and looked at each other.
A-yan's mother narrowed her eyes at Lie Lie'er, Lie Lie'er raised his eyebrows at Sanshouman, Sanshouman's pupils expanded three times like pinpricks, and his excitement was palpable.
Su Jing was alert: "What do you want to do?"
Lie Lieer smiled and said: "I heard that Huang-skinned Manzi has become a soul, and we are itching in our hearts. Do you want to fight for Doudan?"
Doudan is a demon family's term, but it is actually a competition between souls.
Su Jing laughed when he heard this: "Can you please give me a little face? I have only been in the realm of Yuanshen for a long time, and I have just passed the Ruyi pregnancy. How long have you been a demon spirit god... I'm afraid you have to be an adult with your demon body. Alright?"
Ayan's mother frowned slightly when she heard this: "It's true that adults bully children. It's not like that... But who says adults can't bully adults, they can only bully babies."
Sanshou Man simply laughed and said: "I was not convinced when I was skinned and beaten. I held my breath for thousands of years. Come, come, fight for elixirs!"
Not long ago, when three monsters were touring the mountains and rivers in Middle-earth, they accidentally talked about the skinning ring. Sanshou was quite unconvinced... It was not that he was dissatisfied with Su Jing's current skills, but that he lost in that competition.
At that time, the other two monsters came up with an idea: Didn't Su Jing achieve Yuanshen? Let's ask him to fight the elixir, but we can't defeat the yellow-skinned barbarian. We can't defeat his little Yuanying.
This plan is great, Zheng and Sanshouman are very considerate, and happily come to find Su Jing with their companions...
After saying that, the three goblins spoke at the same time, and the golden demon pill flew out from their belly! As expected, all of them were in extraordinary realms. Three-hand barbarian, Lie Lieer's soul was the same size as the original one. If considered by the human realm, they were all far away.
"Youzi" has reached perfection. Ayan's mother's soul is a little younger, not as sweet and mature as the lotus fairy. She still looks like a girl, but she is equally enchanting and charming.
Monster Manzi are all aggressive people, and they will do whatever they think of. They knew they were far behind in fighting Su Jing, and it would be pointless to fight. Beating Su Jing's little spirit... made Monster Manzi feel happy.
Coming from afar, he was very interested, but Su Jing pushed him away again and again. In the end, he couldn't defeat them, so he released the three infants Su Jing, Su Qing, and Tu Wan from his body. He smiled bitterly at the three monsters and said: "No more, don't do it."
Heavy hand."
Sanyuan Ying faced the three demon spirits, and Sanshouman laughed at Su Jing and said, "Don't worry. I can't really hurt your child..." Before he finished speaking, there was a crisp sound,
Tu Wan, who was confronting the Manzi demon spirit, jumped up and punched his opponent in the nose.
The three-handed demon spirit was beaten before he knew what was going on. He screamed and squatted down while covering his face, with tears streaming down his face.
Sanshouman was shocked. He really didn't expect Su Jing's little soul to be so ferocious. Not to mention the demon spirit, even if he was concentrating on it, he couldn't even think of being able to dodge the punch of the blond kid. Sanshouman and
Angry and laughing: "Yellow-skinned barbarian, are you cheating on me again?"
Three pairs of opponents, one after another, Tu Wan turned around and got back into Su Jing's body. Sanshou was so defeated that he had nothing to say. The only consolation was to watch how his two companions were beaten, and then go back after he turned around.
Looking at other battlefields, Sanshouman's pupils widened three times, and he was shocked, angry and laughing: "Did you two trick me?"
Lie Lieer's soul was toasting to the red-haired Su Qing; Ayan's mother's soul simply held little Su Jing in her arms and kissed her again and again. The kiss was so intense that it didn't even look like a competition. Looking back, she decided,
Recalling Monkey Lotus's instigation, Sanshou Man really didn't know if he should draw his sword.
Ayan's mother giggled: "What kind of cultivation family raises such a soul? Even if Brother Su's soul is young, not everyone can bully him."
The fairies were fooling around, but there was a joy to be had in fooling around. This kind of fun could not be found in the mountains, and Su Jing was happy.
The goblin had no serious business. He just came to see his old friends, drink lava liquor, and chat and laugh for two days and two nights. When he was about to leave, Su Jing suddenly said: "You came at the right time. I have something to ask of you."
With that said, Su Jing stretched out his hand to the monster.
In his hand, a little baby, red-haired Su Qing, was wrapped in a bloody cloud.
The monster was puzzled: "What's wrong?"
"Bring him back to Middle-earth for me. You won't have to worry about anything else after he returns." Su Jing responded.
The three monsters looked at each other, and Lie Lieer said: "No, what do you mean?"
If the goblin hadn't happened to visit, Su Jing was planning to make a trip to send Su Qing back to the Middle Earth.
Theoretically speaking, in the two realms of wishful conception and joyful birth, the soul must stay close to the deity and practice together. When the child wanders far away, some sects have special methods of "the soul practices alone and leaves the deity temporarily", but
Similar methods are extremely rare.
Regardless of whether Huanxi'er's soul can leave the main body and travel far away alone, in terms of cultivation alone, no one has ever sent the little soul away so early as Su Jing.
However, Su Qing's situation is really special. The five elements in the small universe circulate and regenerate, and the spirit ascends during the calamity and takes away the destiny. The little red-haired guy is Su Jing's soul, but he also has his own wisdom. He and Tu Wan
The situation is quite similar to Yosaburo:
They were born and grew up dependent on Su Jing. If Su Jing improves his cultivation, they can both increase their strength, but they also have the ability of their own cultivation - to do their own cultivation without Su Jing.
When Ruyi was born, Su Qing was so weak that it was difficult to move, so how could she talk about practice? When she entered Huanxi, her spiritual veins were first shaped, and then nourished by Su Jing's six fortunes and dharma. Now Su Qing is quite strong, and he has
The blood cloud protects him. He can still survive even if he is away from Su Jing for a while, so not long ago he started to "transmit the spirit" of his deity, and discussed with Su Jing that he wanted to practice on his own.
"Huan Xi'er left me to practice cultivation on his own?" Probably after hearing Su Jing's explanation, the three goblins understood what was going on, but they still found it unbelievable. A Yan's eyes widened.
Sanshouman asked: "What does this red-haired boy cultivate? How to cultivate?"
Su Jing pointed at the eleven worlds of heavenly tribulation clouds that Su Qing had shrunk to a thin layer: "He who cultivates tribulations will go to the Middle Earth to participate in the tribulations, and when he enters the tribulations, he will practice
."
The world of Moye is still a dead place, with no one, no cultivation, and no catastrophes, but the Middle Earth is different, and there are many catastrophes.
There are three calamities in Xiujia practice, and there has not been a surge of spiritual energy in thirty thousand years. The world of practice is at its peak. The great calamity of Feixian is rare, and it is not too common to break through countless calamities, but Xiaozhen's calamity is almost
It will appear every two or three days. On a 'good day', it is not unusual for four true tribulations to appear in one day.
Moreover, all the spirits in the Middle-earth world compete with each other, and it is not just the human race that cultivates. They benefit from the great tide of spiritual energy. There are many people in the barren mountains and wild trees, as well as the predators in the deep swamps, who have developed spiritual wisdom. They have stepped from the grass, trees, birds and beasts to spiritual fairies, and from the withered
Mummy corpses and dead creatures that become evil ghosts and mandrills will all have to go through a calamity.
The cultivation Su Qing wants to do is to come from the endless catastrophes in the middle-earth world!
Lie Lie'er heard this strangely and said with a strange smile: "In other words, this kid will chase the calamity cloud all over the sky in the future? Then after he chases the calamity cloud, will the calamity become stronger or weaker, or simply disappear?"
Su Jing shook his head: "The calamity is still the calamity, whatever should be done, hit whoever needs to be hit, this priority will not change. What Su Qing wants is not the power hidden in the calamity, but the spirit in the calamity."
Chasing the cloud of tribulation and cultivating the intention of tribulation will not damage the tribulation, otherwise it would not damage the practice of other monks.
Lie Lie'er had never heard of Su Qing's practice, and asked: "What will happen if the red-haired boy practices to the extreme?"
"I shot the moon to the sky a while ago. Wasn't there a messenger in the Moon Religion who claimed to patrol the sky on behalf of the moon? Su Qing has cultivated to the extreme of the human world, which is also a similar term: Palm Tribulation on behalf of the sky." Regarding Su Qing's cultivation, Su Jing knew everything.
He smiled and said: "After the calamity of holding the palm of your hand, if you continue to practice upwards, it will no longer be a human matter. You will have to return the calamity to the sky and fly beyond the sky. What will happen then, I don't know now."
Ayan's mother suddenly burst into laughter, soft and beautiful, and said proudly: "He is your soul, he controls the tribulation on behalf of heaven, doesn't it mean that you control the tribulation on behalf of heaven?"
This statement is correct. The young master's uncle was very open-minded and kept being humble. Sanshouman looked at him from the side and asked his young mother: "Even if Su Jing is defeated by the Heavenly Palm, what are you proud of?"
A Yan's mother's pride was evident on her face. Who could not see it? Her mother squinted at Sanshou Man, hating him for knowingly asking: "My man handles calamities on behalf of heaven, so I am naturally proud of him."
Su Jing smiled and shook his head, then said goodbye to each other and bid farewell to the three monster friends.
At the foot of Lishan Mountain, it became quiet again, but Su Jing did not practice immediately. He sent out a thought in his heart. After a few breaths, a golden light flashed in front of him. Yang Saburo came in front of him, accompanied by the Little Golden Crow, sitting comfortably on top of Saburo's head.
Look.
The little Golden Crow likes to rest on people's heads. This problem has been tolerated by Su Jing for many years and has not changed.
Yosaburo looked like he always did, raised his chin and said impatiently: "Why are you calling me?"
"You told me before, now that the essence has entered Chuyang, for refining the sun alone, the Little Golden Crow is no longer used." Su Jing first said an old saying, and after Yang Saburo nodded, he continued: "There is something
I want to discuss it with you..."
Yosaburo was just too proud, but in fact he was not bad at all. Before Su Jing finished speaking, she had guessed what he meant: "You want to lead her to practice?" He said with a sneer: "Now, I can cast the sun on my own.
You can do your best, but the process of making the sun is a great cultivation process for the Golden Crow lineage. From now on, she will not help me, but I will lead her practice. I am not looking down on you. Your cultivation ability is better than mine, but you can train this little guy.
Far worse than me. If she goes to practice with you, she will get twice the result with half the effort."
Su Jing did not answer Yosaburo's words: "Take a look at this sword first." As he spoke, he took out the dark-colored sleeping broken sword from his bag, opened the sword box, and seven broken swords appeared in front of Yosaburo.
At first glance, it’s nothing; upon closer inspection, I noticed a very faint hint of ink.
Yang Huo and Mo Se restrained each other, and Yang Saburo hated the Qi Yi on the sword. He frowned and said: "If you pickle something, it will be destroyed immediately. Why do you keep it?"
Su Jing shook his head and put his hand on Yosaburo's shoulder: "Take another look at this sword."
Tu Wan dispersed the sword intent and injected it into Yang Sanlang from Su Jing's palm. Yang Sanlang relaxed first and then refreshed himself. He reached out with his bare hand and picked up a fragment of the sword in the box. After a moment, his face suddenly changed: "The artifact has fallen?"
Hostility and disgust are put aside for the time being. Just relying on the vast ink energy sleeping in the sword, this sword was known as an 'artifact' before it was 'gaba'.
After exploring the sword, Yosaburo suddenly thought of something, his expression changed again, and he looked at Su Jing: "You... want her to use this sword to... make a black golden crow?!"