Asking About Longevity Chapter 455

Chapter 455: Opening the Map

 After Mo Hua left, in the quiet room, the old man slowly showed his figure again.

 He looked at Mr. Zhuang who had a calm expression and said displeasedly:

 “How come you taught him all these weird things?”

Mr. Zhuang raised his eyebrows and said, "It's okay to be cunning. It's better to be cunning oneself than the enemy."

 Puppet Lao frowned and said silently in his heart:

“Mo Hua, this kid, if he continues to learn like this, I won't be able to understand it anymore…”

 Super level spiritual consciousness, divine killing, extraordinary talents, formations manifested...

Just thinking about it makes me feel extremely troubled.

I don't know whether cultivating spiritual consciousness in this way is good or bad...

Puppet Lao suddenly thought of something, his heart trembled, and he said in a solemn tone:

"Aren't you afraid that he will follow your senior brother's path and become the second trickster?"

Mr. Zhuang was silent, his eyes a little gloomy, and after a long time he slowly said:

 “Who can say for sure what will happen in the future?”

 “The life of a monk is long, and so is his life.”

"In this life, he will meet many people, many things, and face many choices. Whether he can uphold his original intention and strengthen his Taoist heart depends on him. I...can't stay with him for that long..."

Mr. Zhuang looked lonely and sighed:

 “He is my little apprentice.”

“All I hope is that he can live well, keep practicing, keep learning formations, stick to his own will, and pursue the way of heaven…”

 “Just keep living...”

“Even if he becomes the second 'deceitful person'… it is better than the 'deceitful person' who becomes the 'deceitful person'…”

 Becoming the second trickster, at least he is still alive.

But if he becomes a "Taoist", he will be poisoned by a deceitful Taoist, his consciousness will be wiped out, and he will become a puppet.

 Puppet Lao understood and fell silent.

 After a moment, he sighed, stopped talking, and gradually disappeared.

Mo Hua went back to the house and began to learn how to manifest his spiritual consciousness.

His room is not big, but it is fully furnished, exquisite and elegant. It is adjacent to the room of his senior brother and sister, and the layout is the same.

Mo Hua sat cross-legged on the bed and carefully read through the "Keys to the Manifestation of Divine Mind" given to him by Mr. Zhuang, and he understood the general idea in his mind.

 The key point of manifestation is actually visualization.

 First gain insight into external objects through visualization, and then manifest their shapes with spiritual consciousness in the sea of ​​consciousness.

 After mastering the basic method of ink painting, he began to try to manifest it.

 He first tried to manifest others, but found that it didn't work.

 Neither my father, mother, Mr. Zhuang, Junior Senior Brother, Junior Senior Sister, nor Elder Yu from Tongxian City, Dahu Dazhu, etc. could manifest themselves.

 It seems that people are not good at it...

　　 No, it's not people other than yourself.

 At least not now.

Human beings cannot manifest, what about monsters?

Mo Hua thought of the little cat demon he had caught, and the big tiger that the cat demon later turned into, but found that it still couldn't manifest.

Mo Hua thought about Feng Xi for a while... or forget it...

　　　Not even a small cat monster, let alone a big monster.

 If monsters can't do it, what about spiritual beasts?

Mo Hua thought of Dabai again.

 I tried it and found that Dabai couldn't manifest it either.

Mo Hua sighed, at least the living things cannot be manifested by him for the time being.

Then it can only manifest some dead things.

The ink painting tries to manifest the benches, tables, screens, pens, papers, teacups, etc. in the room.

 But it's all useless.

 Maybe it's because I'm not familiar enough with it.

Mo Hua thought for a while and then manifested the Thousand Jun Stick.

He is very familiar with the Thousand Jun Stick. When Master Chen was refining it, he even went to see it. He also drew the formations on it. He also used the Thousand Jun Stick in ink paintings and fought many sap shots.

Mo Hua took out the Qianjun Rod, stared at it carefully for a while, and remembered the shape, structure and formation of the Qianjun Rod in his mind.

 Then he closed his eyes, sank into the sea of ​​consciousness, and tried to manifest the Thousand Crusaders.

After a moment, a stick shadow appeared in Mo Hua's hand.

 The ink painting is overjoyed.

 Although it is only a shadow, there is also obvious progress.

In this way, in the sea of ​​consciousness, he can also hit people with sap.

Mo Hua waved a few times and tried the "sweeping thousands of armies" and "powerful" moves, and found that he was more comfortable than using them outside.

After playing with the ink painting for a long time, I still had enough thoughts and put away the "Qianjun Stick".

For most of the day, he tried almost everything and confirmed that among external things and people, he could only initially manifest the prototype of the "Qianjun Cudgel".

 The next thing to try is your own spiritual power, spells, and formations.

Mo Hua first tried to manifest his spiritual power.

 He visualized himself, simulating the movement of his own meridians, and soon felt a mysterious aura flowing through his body.

 Ink painting refreshes the mind, concentrates the mind, and further visualizes the manifestation.

A few hours later, Mo Hua, who was in the sea of ​​consciousness, opened his eyes and found that his body was wrapped with a faint spiritual power.

 These spiritual powers are not actually spiritual powers.

 It is manifested by divine consciousness.

 On the surface, it is spiritual power, but in essence, it is still spiritual consciousness.

Although it is divine consciousness, its effect is almost the same as spiritual power.

 Seems true but seems false, seems real but seems imaginary.

There is a kind of saying that when you look at a mountain, it is a mountain, but when you look at a mountain, it is not a mountain, but the mountain also means a mountain.

 Spiritual power is the basis of spells.

 After manifesting spiritual power, Mo Hua began to try to use spiritual power to simulate spells.

 In the shadow of spiritual consciousness in the ink painting, it seems that light blue spiritual power can be seen through the skin, flowing in the dantian and arms, along the meridians, and then condensed in the fingers, finally forming a spell.

 It was just a condensed fireball. After a few flickers, it went out.

 The first attempt failed.

However, Mo Hua is not discouraged.

 He tried a few more times, each time getting better.

 After practicing it countless times, Mo Hua found that his consciousness was exhausted.

 Divinity manifests spiritual power. Without divine consciousness, there is no spiritual power, and spells can no longer be used.

 Meditate in ink painting and continue practicing after recovering your consciousness.

After two days of forgetting sleep and food, Mo Hua finally successfully used his first fireball technique.

 It is not very powerful, just an ordinary fireball.

 But the meaning is different.

 I can finally use magic in the sea of ​​consciousness!

In this way, if any sneaky and evil thoughts invade the sea of ​​​​consciousness, he will have basic attack methods.

 Ink painting refreshed.

 After that, he practiced the Water Prison Technique, the Water Step, and the Stealth Technique.

 The evanescent step is valid.

But it's hard to say about the invisibility technique. After all, in the sea of ​​consciousness, he himself doesn't know that he is invisible, so he can only try it again when he has the opportunity.

 After manifesting these spells, Mo Hua was determined.

Now that he is in danger, he has the means to kill him.

 The next step is to manifest the formation.

 Ink painting starts from the relatively simple seven-line earth fire formation.

He first consumes his spiritual consciousness to manifest his spiritual power, and then controls his spiritual power to draw the formation bit by bit according to the pattern of earth fire.

 The light blue spiritual power flows on its own, winding on the ground of the sea of ​​consciousness, forming a formation.

 But as soon as he drew three formation patterns, something went wrong. The God of Ink Painting recognized something was wrong and failed to control the trajectory of the spiritual power, so the formation was scrapped.

“It does seem a bit difficult to control spiritual power simply with spiritual consciousness…”

Mo Hua frowned and murmured.

He knows how to draw the formation, but his spiritual consciousness cannot control the spiritual power well, and he cannot make the spiritual power flow and condense into the formation according to his own wishes.

 After trying ink painting several times, I made little progress.

 Furthermore, drawing the formation in this way is also very slow.

Mo Hua frowned.

This is not the same as what Mr. Zhuang said...

 Did you miss something?

 Ink painting connects the key points before and after and reviews it again.

 Tianyan Jue, Lingshu Formation, Divine Consciousness Calculation...

 Could it be the Lingshu Formation?

Mo Hua remembered what Mr. Zhuang said:

“The core of the Spiritual Piercing Array is control, but control is only the appearance. Analysis of the spiritual power structure is the essence of the Spiritual Pivot Array.”

Control of corpses and objects may only be superficial applications.

 The essence lies in understanding the structure of spiritual power.

 Ink painting does not first think about using spiritual consciousness and controlling spiritual power to draw formations.

Rather, calm down, understand the spiritual pivot array, and use your spiritual consciousness to understand the essence of spiritual power.

 After a cup of tea, Mo Hua's mind trembled and his mind became clear.

 He found that his spiritual power had changed.

 The spiritual power manifested by the spiritual consciousness becomes more detailed, as subtle as a gossamer.

These spiritual power hairsprings are more subtle components of the spiritual power structure.

Moreover, these spiritual threads seem to echo each other and integrate with their own spiritual consciousness.

The heart moves at will, the spirit moves with consciousness, just like fingers and arms, it is completely natural.

 Controlling the spiritual thread with spiritual consciousness is as natural as breathing.

Mo Hua was shocked.

 It was only then that he realized that the basic principles of spiritual power contained in the Lingshu Formation were so subtle.

I have learned the Lingshu Formation before and used the formation method, but I have never deeply understood the mystery behind it.

 It is indeed the Xiaolingyin Sect…

 No, or rather, it is the top-secret inheritance of the Great Lingyin Sect...

 This type of formation is really a waste of resources when used to control corpses.

The ink painting is a bit emotional.

 After that, he tried to use his spiritual consciousness to control his spiritual power, use his spiritual power to turn into spiritual threads, and use his spiritual threads to draw formations.

 This time, the operation of spiritual power is much more flexible, precise and rapid.

As soon as Mo Hua's thoughts came to his mind, within a few breaths, the spiritual threads on the ground condensed, forming a seven-stripe earth fire array!

 Without a pen or ink, just a thought will generate patterns on its own to form a formation.

 It's fast and convenient.

In this way, in my sea of ​​consciousness, there are no formations everywhere, but as long as my mind moves, there are formations everywhere!

Mo Hua was so surprised that he couldn't speak.

 This is too strong.

Although it is only a seven-line formation, the speed of this formation is really incredible.

 Then Mo Hua felt it was a pity again.

 This method can only be used within one's own sea of ​​consciousness, and cannot be used outside.

“I wonder if one day I will be able to form a formation in an instant with my powerful spiritual thoughts outside the sea of ​​consciousness…”

Mo Hua couldn't help but think with some longing.

Of course, I can only think about it now...

 After mastering the methods of manifesting spells and formations, all you need to do is keep practicing and improving.

 Fireball is not powerful enough and needs more practice.

There are also formations. The seven-line formation is faster, but the more difficult eight-nine-line formation will be much slower.

 In ink painting, you need to find some formations of the first grade and the ninth pattern, and practice them in the sea of ​​consciousness.

 Without thinking about food and drink, after practicing for a week or two, I finally became somewhat successful in the ink painting's spiritual attack.

 The next step is to test your skills.

 The ink painting took out the picture of Zhang Quan's ancestors.

Just in case, Mo Hua also called Bai Zisheng and Bai Zixi to protect him.

“Little senior brother, little senior sister, you must not look at this picture!”

 “No matter what you hear, don't believe it!”

Mo Hua first warned, and then continued:

 “I'll take a sneak peek later and close the picture...”

 “If everything is business as usual, you don't have to worry about it.”

"If I look at the painting in a daze and fail to close the painting, you will help me close the painting, then throw the painting to the ground and kick it hard."

“If my character changes drastically when I look at the picture, you can knock me out and call me Master.”

"If there is any change in this picture, or if something escapes, you can burn it directly! The ashes will also be blown away by it!"

 Ink painting considers various situations and arranges them clearly.

Bai Zisheng and Bai Zixi were a little confused, but they still nodded.

 After thorough preparation, the ink painting unfolded the picture of the ancestors of the Zhang family.

The painting unfolds, and the ink painting glances at it like a dragonfly on water.

With just one glance, you can see the whole picture.

 This is a group portrait, depicting the teachings of the ancestors.

The high pavilion is solemn and the smoke is curling up.

At present, a respected old man with white beard and hair is sitting in the middle, preaching and lecturing.

 There are many disciples sitting in rows below.

These disciples are ranked according to seniority, from high to low, and take their seats in order.

 They all wear white clothes and sit dignified and respectful.

 Looking at it, it is a solemn and solemn picture of the ancestor's teaching.

 But with just one glance, the scene in the picture suddenly changed.

 Those people in the picture seem to be faintly alive.

Mo Hua heard another confusing words from an old man:

 “You are talented…”

 “You are of extraordinary character…”

 “Come into my sect…and help you attain the Tao…”

 “Come into my sect…and help you become an immortal…”

 “Come into my door…”

At the same time, the disciples sitting under the old man suddenly turned their heads and looked at the ink painting in unison.

 Revealing zombie-like faces.

Mo Hua was slightly shocked.

 This Zhang family ancestor is preaching to zombies?

Or, are all the Zhang family members zombies?

Before he could figure it out, a zombie disciple at the end of the seat who was farthest away from the founder of the Zhang family suddenly showed a ferocious look on his face. He jumped up from the seat and went straight to the ink-painted heaven, and penetrated into the ink-painted sea of ​​consciousness.

 Ink Hua's eyes were absent-minded for a moment, and then became bright again in an instant.

 When other zombies were looking ferocious, trying to invade his sea of ​​consciousness.

 The ink painter has a quick eye and quick hands, and he can put the pictures together.

 Leave a group of zombies in the picture.

He also trapped a zombie in his own sea of ​​consciousness.

 (End of this chapter)

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