Asking About Longevity Chapter 565

Chapter 565 Foundation Building

 The younger brothers and sisters have all left.

 Ink painting is left alone.

 Without the master, without the puppet grandpa, without the little senior brother, and without the little senior sister, I have to walk alone in the future...

 After feeling lost for a while, Mo Hua began to cheer up.

 He is about to start preparing to build the foundation.

 After experiencing this series of changes, Mo Hua also deeply understood that cultivation is the foundation of a monk.

 He wants to learn the formation of "stealing yin and yang, seizing nature, and reversing life and death", and he must have a high enough level of cultivation.

 Only with cultivation as the foundation can we pursue the great path and learn formations, so as to find a glimmer of hope from the dead end, change the master's destiny, and fight against death to survive...

 And building the foundation is the first step to lay the road.

Before building the foundation, Mo Hua thought about it carefully and even made a list of notes, trying to cover everything and prepare everything...

 First of all, there must be enough spiritual stones.

 Mo Hua already has a lot of spiritual stones in his hands.

There are tens of thousands of these spiritual stones. Some of them have been saved by my parents over the years, some of them have been earned from drawing formations, and some of them have been secretly given to me by my younger brothers and sisters.

 The better the spiritual root, the higher the level of the skill, and the more spiritual stones it takes to build the foundation.

And ink painting happens to have poor spiritual roots, so the spiritual stones spent will be less. These tens of thousands of spiritual stones are more than enough.

 In addition, Mo Hua also bought some elixirs and spiritual objects in Liyuan City for emergencies.

These are not used to break through bottlenecks, but are used to prevent things from going wrong and damaging the foundation when breaking through. They are used to nourish blood and spirit, warm and nourish the meridians, and strengthen the foundation and life.

These seem to be unnecessary.

 But you only have one life, so you must not be careless.

 Then, you need to find a safe, clean place where no one will disturb you to build the foundation.

 After building the foundation, return to Tongxian City and give your parents a surprise.

 But before that, there is one more thing that Mo Hua is very concerned about...

Mo Hua turned his head and looked at the old man beside him, who was drinking tea with a contented expression, and said doubtfully:

“Senior Situ, why are you still here? Aren't you going back to Xuanji Valley?”

Situ Zhenren took a sip of tea slowly and took a long breath:

“There's no rush, I'll go out once in a while to relax and then go back. It's very boring in the valley and there are a lot of annoying things, so there's no rush to go back…”

 It has been a rare occasion for decades.

 Of course you have to take a rest and look at the scenery.

Of course, the most important thing is that he lit the Qiankun Qingguang lamp in Xuanji Valley as a bright lamp and took it to extend Mr. Zhuang's life...

 It is estimated that it will be scrapped in less than a few dozen or even a hundred years.

 The most precious treasure of Xuanji Valley...

He had to think of an excuse to get through before he could go back.

 There is no rush for this moment.

 “Oh.” Mo Hua nodded.

Situ Zhenren glanced at the ink painting, looked at the elixirs and spiritual objects carefully listed on the paper, and asked:

 “Are you going to build a foundation?”

"Hmm." Mo Hua glanced at Zhenren Situ and felt that he seemed to be idle and idle now, so he asked in a low voice:

“Senior Situ, are you busy now?”

 “It's okay, is there anything wrong?”

Mo Hua's eyes lit up, he took out the note, handed it over respectfully, and said politely:

“This is the preparation for foundation building. Can you help me take a look? See if there are any omissions or deficiencies?”

Mo Hua has big, sparkling eyes and is polite in every word he speaks.

 Situ Zhenren nodded slightly, but he did not reject it in his heart.

 The child Mo Hua left a deep impression on him.

To be honest, he quite likes this kid...

Although his spiritual roots are a bit lacking, he is cute, polite, well-spoken, intelligent, and respects his teachers. He is indeed a good boy.

 Otherwise, the two high-minded children of the Bai family would not have tried every possible means to protect their little junior brother...

　　I have nothing to do anyway.

"Let me see…"

Zhenren Situ took the note from Mo Hua's hand, and with just a glance, he roughly understood it. He made a few random outlines with his fingertips and wrote the words without ink. Behind the note, he added a few spiritual things and a few medicinal elixirs.

“These are used to dredge the meridians, activate the body, and calm the mind. Although they are auxiliary, they are of great benefit to building the foundation, and they are not expensive..."

Mo Hua glanced at it and said gratefully: "Thank you, old man!"

Zhenren Situ hesitated for a moment, then said: "Senior, just be senior, don't add the word 'old'..."

 As I get older, I am more concerned about others calling me "old"...

"oh oh."

Mo Hua nodded repeatedly, but he was secretly complaining, Mr. Situ...Senior Situ is so strange, he is not happy even if he is given the status of elder...

Zhenren Situ took a sip of the tea and felt that it was tasteless. After all, it was a third-grade state border and a third-grade spiritual tea. When he drank it, it felt a little bland...

Suddenly he was stunned, looked at the ink painting, and said doubtfully: "You have these spiritual objects and elixirs that can break the bottleneck..."

 “Yeah.” Mo Hua nodded.

 My own bottleneck has been broken.

 It was my uncle who broke it for him...

However, he didn't say it clearly, he just said vaguely: "My spiritual roots are poor, and my skills are average. Although I have cultivated less spiritual power, the bottleneck is simple. I can break it casually..."

Situ Zhenren nodded and did not ask any further questions, but he was thinking secretly in his heart...

Not too possible!

This little kid is definitely trying to lie to me...

 He ​​is Mr. Zhuang's disciple. No matter how bad his spiritual roots are, Mr. Zhuang's temperament of preferring lack to excess will not let him choose a technique that has a “simple bottleneck” and can break through the realm casually.

This is too casual, not something Mr. Zhuang would do.

 Unless...this technique, when breaking through the bottleneck, does not require spiritual objects and elixirs...

  There is no need for spiritual objects and elixirs, which means that the bottleneck is most likely not in the sea of ​​​​qi or meridians...

 Not in the sea of ​​qi and meridians?

Where else could it be?

It can't be in spiritual consciousness...

Zhenren Situ was suddenly startled.

He is an Ascended Realm monk and the great elder of Xuanji Valley. He is proficient in calculations. He has lived for many years and has experienced a lot. Suddenly, a very strange, somewhat uncommon, but very outrageous word came to his mind...

 “Divine consciousness and enlightenment…”

 Divine consciousness...enlightenment? !

Situ Zhenren was shocked and suddenly opened his eyes.

No way?

There are really people in this world who are so ambitious that they can use their spiritual consciousness that cannot be enhanced through exercises to achieve enlightenment? !

 Situ Zhenren glanced at the ink painting.

 Spiritual roots are poor and blood energy is weak…

 Mr. Zhuang, why do you want to accept such a disciple?

With Mr. Zhuang's vast talent, what kind of path will he plan for this disciple?

 There is only one answer…

 Divinity and enlightenment!

Zhenren Situ remembered that day again. What he sensed from Mo Hua was a powerful spiritual consciousness that was completely beyond his age and realm...

The more he thought about it, the more possible it became.

 “Divine consciousness and enlightenment...”

Situ Zhenren was shocked.

Mo Hua saw Situ Zhenren's eyes widening and he was stunned for a long time without any response. He was a little confused and said with concern:

“Senior, what's wrong with you? Did you choke on the hot tea?”

Zhenren Situ came back to his senses, looked at the ink painting, and said silently:

"I didn't choke on the hot tea, I was scared by you..."

Divinity and enlightenment...

He is truly a man who dares to teach and a man who dares to learn...

　　This is no longer a human being.

This child will not really become a second "deceitful person"...

Situ Zhenren was slightly frightened, but after thinking about it, he shook his head.

 There is a big difference between the enlightened path of divine consciousness and the deceitful path of demonic thoughts...

Moreover, if this child really has a flaw in his character, given Mr. Zhuang's character, he will definitely not be able to teach him spiritual knowledge and enlightenment.

 “Let nature take its course and wait and see what happens…”

Situ Zhenren said silently in his heart.

Suddenly he made a "tsk" sound and became curious again.

“Can this child really realize the truth?”

 He really wanted to see...

Having lived for so long, he has never seen a monk who can prove the Tao with spiritual consciousness and become famous for his cultivation...

Situ Zhenren suddenly became enthusiastic and said to Mo Hua:

“If you still don't understand anything about the foundation, just ask me.”

Mo Hua looked happy, but still asked politely: "Won't it disturb you?"

Zhenren Situ waved his hand and said: "It doesn't matter, it's still idle to be idle."

Mo Hua was not polite and asked about all the details of the foundation construction and what he was worried about.

Situ Zhenren is an immortal and an ancestor, so he already knows about foundation building.

The inheritance of ink painting is not enough, and most of the questions asked are superficial, but Master Situ is still patient and tries his best to answer the questions for ink painting...

 He also said to Mo Hua:

“Building a foundation depends not only on hard work, but also on destiny…”

“That being said, for every detail that is perfected, the probability of foundation building increases by one point.”

“So, this 'destiny', as long as you understand it well enough, can be changed manually..."

 Ink painting benefited greatly.

Thinking of what he overheard what Master Situ and his uncle said, it was the Qiankun Qingguangzhan in the Xuanji Valley that helped the master lock the cause and effect and extend his life.

The Xuanhuo Changming Formation was also set up by Master Situ himself.

Without Zhenren Situ, Master might really have no chance of survival...

Mo Hua was so grateful that he solemnly bowed:

 “Senior's great kindness, I will always remember it in my heart!”

Situ Zhenren couldn't help but laugh a little when he saw that Mo Hua was young, had a serious face, and spoke seriously.

 You are a little kid in the Qi Refining Realm, what use can I get from your gratitude...

 But he didn't say this, and his heart suddenly "thumped".

Zhenren Situ's heart trembled. He felt that there seemed to be some cause and effect, and it began to rotate...

 “Divine consciousness and enlightenment…”

“No, it's really so evil...”

 Situ Zhenren opened his mouth and immediately changed his words:

 “Good! Very good! He repays his kindness and is a good boy!”

He looks calm and relaxed, but he bites the word "repaying kindness" very seriously, for fear that Mo Hua might not hear clearly and forget about him...

 After that, whenever Mo Hua had any doubts, he would ask Master Situ.

 Situ Zhenren answered them one by one.

Once the doubts were clarified and all the spiritual elixirs and elixirs were available, Mo Hua began to formally build the foundation in a rented cave in Liyuan City.

This cave is very large, quiet, and luxurious.

It is a cave that Mo Hua cannot afford to rent.

This cave was specially rented by Master Situ for the foundation of ink paintings.

 The ink painting is a bit embarrassing.

Master Situ said with a straight face, "I am your senior, the dignified Master Yuhua, the great elder of Xuanji Valley. This is such a trivial matter, it takes a little effort, why are you being polite to me?"

 “Thank you, senior!”

Mo Hua smiled and said, silently remembering Master Situ's kindness in his heart.

Zhenren Situ nodded with satisfaction, and then said:

“There's actually nothing to say about building a foundation. Just be prepared. If it goes well, everything will fall into place. If it doesn't go well, there's no need to be discouraged. Just try again next time.”

"For disciples of aristocratic families, it is not difficult to build a foundation. What is difficult is to build a good foundation."

Mo Hua asked: "If you build a good foundation, will there be any strange phenomena?"

 The term "foundation vision" was something Mo Hua heard from others.

　　What kind of family, what kind of sect, what kind of genius is rare to see in a thousand years? When the foundation is being built, there will be visions of heaven and earth, auspiciousness filling the sky, dragons and phoenixes ringing around, and direct enlightenment of the great road...

"It's not that exaggerated..." Situ Zhenren said helplessly, "These statements are specially compiled by aristocratic families to show off and exaggerate, and are used to raise the status of their own disciples. Most of them are pretentious..."

“The vision of foundation building is not so obvious, but it is indeed there.”

“Generally speaking, as long as the foundation is solid and the foundation is complete, there will indeed be some special visions…”

“Just build the foundation steadily, don't think about whether these things are available..."

Zhenren Situ instructed.

 “Yes, I understand.” Mo Hua nodded.

 After that, ink painting began to meditate and build the foundation inside the cave.

He calmed down, held his breath and concentrated, step by step, step by step...

First, take some elixirs to warm and nourish the meridians and activate all the bones. Then, burn incense and concentrate your mind. When the body and mind are unified and the mind is not distracted, you start to refine the spiritual stones.

 As foundation building begins, the sea of ​​​​qi surges crazily, like a big mouth, constantly devouring spiritual energy.

 One spiritual stone after another was refined in an instant.

Wisps of spiritual energy merge into the sea of ​​​​Qi in Dantian.

Tens of thousands of spirit stones, like water, are constantly being consumed.

 The spiritual power of ink painting is also getting stronger day by day, and the sea of ​​​​qi is also becoming thicker and thicker...

 Thanks to the guidance of Master Situ and the detailed preparation of the ink painting, the process was quite smooth.

I don't know how long it took, the sea of ​​​​qi gradually stabilized, and the spiritual power became thick and stagnant, like flowing mercury.

 The spiritual energy is condensed, and the spiritual power is like mercury!

 This is the foundation-building spiritual power!

Mo Hua opened his eyes and felt the spiritual power in the sea of ​​air, which condensed like mist, circulated like water, and was as deep as mercury, and he was very happy.

 Spiritual power has finally established its foundation!

 He is now considered a foundation-building monk!

 But Mo Hua knows that this is not enough.

 For him, the real foundation building has just begun...

 He is taking the path of "spiritual consciousness and enlightenment". The enhancement of divine consciousness is the foundation.

 According to what the master said, when a monk builds a foundation, his spiritual power will change qualitatively, and his spiritual consciousness will double.

 His current spiritual power has changed qualitatively.

 The next step is to double your spiritual consciousness!

The divine consciousness in the middle stage of the fourteenth line of foundation building, after doubling, may break through the limit and advance by leaps and bounds, reaching the state of the seventeenth line of divine consciousness in the late stage of the foundation building!

This is the foundation that ink painting should really build!

Mo Hua is a little nervous, but more of an expectant person.

 After a moment, the sea of ​​consciousness trembled, and then Mo Hua felt that his already fourteen lines of consciousness were growing rapidly!

It seems that there are endless spiritual consciousness derived from the endless avenue. As the ink painting comes to mind, spiritual thoughts are like a spring, flowing continuously into the sea of ​​consciousness, strengthening the spiritual consciousness of the ink painting!

 The sea of ​​knowledge in ink painting also expanded little by little.

 The enhancement of spiritual consciousness must be accompanied by the expansion of the sea of ​​consciousness.

 The sea of ​​consciousness is wide so that it can accommodate more divine consciousness.

 Mo Hua didn't feel this deeply before, because most of his previous enhancement of spiritual consciousness was accumulated over time and step by step.

 But now that he has broken through the foundation building and doubled his spiritual consciousness, Mo Hua can clearly feel that his sea of ​​consciousness is rapidly expanding...

At the same time, more and more divine consciousnesses are flowing into the sea of ​​consciousness.

Hundred rivers flow into the sea…

The realm of spiritual consciousness in ink painting is also rising little by little...

 From the fourteenth line to the fifteenth line.

 Then it reaches the sixteen lines.

 Sixteen patterns are the peak of spiritual consciousness in the middle stage of foundation building...

 After that, if the consciousness grows again, it will hit the bottleneck in the later stage of foundation building.

This bottleneck is also as deep as a chasm and cannot be crossed.

But the spiritual consciousness of ink painting has a very strong foundation. After it is multiplied, it is like a river with endless waves, pouring into the chasm and hitting the bottleneck. The ink painting knows the sea, and it also stings slightly.

 But he tried his best to endure it, meditate quietly, abandon distracting thoughts, and stick to the Tao.

 He wants divine knowledge and enlightenment!

Finally, after I don't know how long it took, the sea of ​​​​knowledge of ink painting suddenly became clear.

 Bottlenecks are broken and ravines are filled.

 The turbulent spiritual consciousness merged into the sea of ​​consciousness, and the spiritual consciousness of the ink painting reached...seventeen lines!

 Seventeen patterns are the spiritual consciousness in the later stage of foundation building.

 And more.

The spiritual consciousness of the ink painting is still growing and climbing upward, bit by bit, bit by bit, converging to form a river, and gathering sand to form a tall tower...

 Finally, it stopped at the eighteen lines!

 Later stage of foundation building, eighteen lines of spiritual consciousness!

Mo Hua was shocked, then overjoyed and breathed a long sigh of relief.

 Master is right.

 It is really possible to...divine knowledge and enlightenment...

He has just entered the Foundation Establishment and already has eighteen lines of spiritual consciousness. He is only one step away from reaching the Nineteenth Line of Divine Consciousness after completing the Foundation Establishment!

"I finally lived up to Master's expectations..."

Mo Hua feels a little happy and a little melancholy.

 Eighteen lines are already very strong!

Mo Hua nodded. Just when he was about to stop meditating and finish building the foundation, his expression suddenly changed again.

 He felt something was wrong.

There was an awe-inspiring aura of the Dao that permeated his sea of ​​consciousness, as if he had made some mistake and touched the "taboo" of the Dao...

At that time when he disintegrated the Five Elements Demon-Slaying Formation and killed Feng Xi, and when the calamity thunder hovered above his head, he also felt this way.

 What taboos?

 Is your spiritual consciousness too strong?

Mo Hua was stunned for a moment. Before he had time to think about it, he felt that his consciousness seemed to have touched some barrier, like...the limit of heaven.

 Da Dao seems...not to allow him to have such a strong spiritual consciousness...

Soon, the restrictions of heaven came, and the sea of ​​consciousness that originally expanded in Mo Hua suddenly shrank as if it was squeezed by something.

 Mo Hua had a huge headache, but what made him even more unbelievable was that his spiritual realm was falling rapidly.

 From eighteen lines to seventeen lines...

 From the seventeenth line, it fell to the sixteenth line...

 And then, it still didn't stop…

 Sixteen lines, fifteen lines...all the way down to the original fourteen lines!

Mo Hua felt a chill in his heart.

 It's not over yet.

 After the realm falls, what follows is the more intense pain of the sea of ​​consciousness being cracked and the consciousness being shattered!

Mo Hua suddenly discovered that his sea of ​​consciousness had shrunk and his spiritual consciousness had dropped, but the once enhanced spiritual consciousness was still there!

These spiritual consciousnesses are infinitely squeezed due to the contraction of the sea of ​​consciousness.

Therefore, the sea of ​​consciousness is squeezed by the divine consciousness and gradually cracks, and the divine consciousness is oppressed by the sea of ​​consciousness and gradually breaks...

what to do? !

 Ink painting is in a hurry to gain wisdom. He can only endure the severe pain, meditate, stabilize his mind, and abandon the pain. At the same time, he uses heaven's calculations to maintain the broken consciousness, and at the same time, he uses heaven's calculations to accelerate the consumption of his consciousness.

 But continuing like this is not an option at all...

Sooner or later, your consciousness will be destroyed and your spiritual consciousness will fly to ashes!

At the critical moment, vast, endless, dense, and layer upon layer patterns suddenly appeared in the sea of ​​consciousness drawn by the ink painting.

These patterns, flickering bright and dark, appearing and disappearing, are condensed into one piece, as if imprinted in the sea of ​​consciousness of ink paintings, profound and mysterious.

This is... the Mystery Sky Formation? !

Is it the bottleneck of Tian Yan Jue?

Mo Hua was startled.

As soon as the Mysterious Sky Formation emerged, the spiritual consciousness that was restricted by the way of heaven, squeezed by the sea of ​​consciousness, and had no place to defend itself, followed the formation lines one by one and condensed together.

 One by one, one by one, in the sea of ​​consciousness of the ink painting, the spiritual consciousness of the ink painting is traced back again, and weaved into a -

 The mysterious formation!

Mo Hua was shocked, and gradually realized in his heart.

"This is...the secret of Tianyan Jue..."

“This is the bottleneck of Tianyan Jue, the Mysterious Sky Formation. What is its true meaning?”

 “Reconstruction of spiritual consciousness?”

 “Using the Mysterious Heaven Formation to Reconstruct Divine Consciousness?!”

  What kind of "uncanny" workmanship is this?

I have never heard of ink painting, I have never even thought about it...

Restricted by the way of heaven, the sea of ​​consciousness shrinks, and the spiritual consciousness is forced and fragmented, but it automatically penetrates into the formation patterns of the previous mysterious formation, condenses into the formation, and reconstructs the spiritual consciousness...

 This is a passive generation process.

 The only problem is that the reconstruction of consciousness is too painful...

Moreover, the Mystery Sky Formation is huge in scale. It is too slow to generate it so little by little...

Mo Hua gritted his teeth and persisted, but after all, he was young and was still afraid that he would not be able to persist.

 “I need to think of something…”

Mo Hua endured the pain and thought.

 Passive generation is too slow, then...actively generate the Mysterious Sky Array yourself?

This mysterious formation has been solved by my uncle with the help of heaven's tricks. Then he did the opposite, and now I use the tricks of heaven to recreate it?

 The formation is large in scale and will consume a huge amount of spiritual consciousness.

But now, in the sea of ​​consciousness in Mo Hua, there is still between fourteen and eighteen lines of divine consciousness left. It is very abundant, almost inexhaustible, and there is no fear of running out.

During the process of creation, he used the heavenly secrets to calculate and gain insight into the composition of the mysterious formation?

 This is equivalent to "learning through application" and learning it again, a "mysterious array" with many changes and infinite mysteries? !

 The mysterious formation!

Mo Hua's heart skipped a beat, and then his eyes lit up.

Without further ado, he immediately started to work, using relatively unfamiliar and clumsy techniques, trying to use the secrets of heaven and earth to separate his spiritual consciousness, proceeding on multiple fronts, accelerating the formation of the mysterious formation, and also accelerating the reorganization of his own spiritual consciousness. Structure!

 At the same time, he was painting and learning at the same time.

Using heavenly calculations to gradually deduce, comprehend, and gain insight into the essence of the mysterious formation.

 In the sea of ​​consciousness of the ink painting, the majestic, simple, obscure and mysterious mysterious formation condensed with spiritual thoughts is passively generated on its own while being actively formed by the ink painting...

 The spiritual consciousness of ink painting is rapidly consumed like hundreds of rivers flowing into the sea.

 The pain in the sea of ​​consciousness is gradually relieved like the spring breeze turning into rain.

 But the spiritual consciousness of ink painting is undergoing incredible changes step by step...

I don't know how long it took, the mysterious sky formation was formed, and then gradually dissolved, melted into the sea of ​​consciousness of the ink painting, and disappeared.

Mo Hua opened his eyes.

 He found that his sea of ​​consciousness was still at the level of the fourteenth pattern.

 But in the sea of ​​consciousness, it is hazy and shrouded in clouds.

 Ink painting circulated his spiritual consciousness, and found that his spiritual consciousness was extremely condensed, like water mist, like the sea of ​​consciousness was compressed, and the mysterious sky was reconstructed, and what happened...

 Qualitative change?

 A qualitative change in spiritual consciousness? !

The ink painting was inexplicably shocking. He pondered for a moment, and in a trance, he had an epiphany.

The real power of the Tianyan Jue technique lies in... causing a qualitative change in spiritual consciousness? !

 The quality of spiritual thoughts has changed, the foundation is strong, and the control is naturally sharp.

 Divinity control is only incidental.

The Mysterious Sky Formation may seem like a bottleneck, but in essence, it is the key to reconstructing spiritual consciousness and achieving qualitative change!

 The qualitative change of spiritual consciousness…

Mo Hua looked at his little hands.

 Spiritual thoughts are illusory. No matter how solid they are and they look real, their essence is still an illusory phantom.

But now, the little hand on which he has manifested his spiritual thoughts is hazy, with water mist floating on it, like a trace of condensed... blood...

"This is...the qualitative change of divine consciousness..."

 The ink painting is in a daze.

 My own consciousness has been completely different since then.

 And he also laid the foundation of supreme divine consciousness!

Outside the cave where Mo Hua built the foundation, Master Situ was a little confused.

"What's wrong…"

Just now, he felt a wave of spiritual consciousness that was not too powerful for him, but was too strong for a foundation-building monk.

 This also confirms his conjecture of "divine consciousness enlightens the Tao".

I don't know why, but the fluctuation quickly subsided, disappeared, and disappeared without a trace...

 The spiritual aura of the ink painting does not seem to be increasing.

"Failed?"

Situ Zhenren frowned.

 He waited outside and waited...

I don't know how long it took, but the ink painting came out, with brisk steps and even a little... jumping?

 Obviously in a good mood…

Zhenren Situ couldn't help but ask: "Has the foundation been built?"

 “Yeah!” Mo Hua nodded and smiled.

 Situ Zhenren looked at the ink painting intently.

 The breath has become much more solid...

　　But the spiritual power is just average, and the physical power is pitifully weak...

He couldn't see clearly whether it was spiritual consciousness, but the feeling it gave him seemed to be no different from the state of divine consciousness before he established the foundation...

 That's it...the foundation was laid?

and…

 “How come there's no vision at all…”

 Situ Zhenren is a little confused.

No matter how you say it, there should be a little bit of divine knowledge and enlightenment. A little bit is fine, and he can get a clue.

  But it seems, really not at all.

 Situ Zhenren shook his head, a little confused.

Mo Hua was about to say goodbye to Situ Zhenren:

"These days have passed. Thank you for your guidance, senior. I have been away from home for a long time. I will go back tomorrow..."

Zhenren Situ nodded and said, "It's just a little effort, don't worry about it."

But he still warned, "Cultivation is a long journey. If you pass by Xuanji Valley in the future, remember to send me a greeting card so that I can entertain you and show you the details of my Xuanji Valley..."

Mo Hua smiled brightly and said: "Definitely!"

The two chatted again and talked a lot.

The next day, Mo Hua set off and left. The little man walked on the road and waved to Master Situ from a distance.

Situ Zhenren looked at Mo Hua's figure and suddenly felt a little reluctant to leave. He couldn't help but stop for a while and watched Mo Hua go away.

The ink painting shows a person walking on the road. Although his figure is small, he is determined, fearless, and moves forward indomitably.

Zhenren Situ said silently in his heart:

 “I hope you, my child, will have a bright future!”

“We will see you again in the future…”

After Master Situ delivered the ink paintings, it was time to return to Xuanji Valley.

 Just before leaving, he was still very concerned about it.

 “How is it possible...that there is no vision at all?”

 “Did I make a mistake?”

He hesitated for a moment and slowly walked into the cave where the ink painting was built.

 Inside the cave, the furnishings are gorgeous.

 Huge wood tables and chairs, auspicious cloud screens, embroidered porcelain...all are available, but they are all the same as before, no different from before.

 “That's not right…”

 Situ Zhenren's consciousness swept away, and he was suddenly startled.

He stretched out his hand and gently touched the blue and red spiritual porcelain, which was decorated with spiritual stone turning into blue and vermilion copper turning into red.

 As soon as it was touched, the porcelain shattered instantly.

 At the same time, all the surrounding masonry furnishings cracked, and their interiors had already been turned into powder!

 The breath of blood.

  There is no external force.

 There is no spiritual power left.

That is...spiritual consciousness?

These bricks and stones, porcelain and utensils, were they crushed by the unconscious overflowing spiritual consciousness?

 Situ Zhenren took a breath of cold air.

 Divinity...crushes...

What kind of foundation has this young monk laid? !

 At this moment, an unknown place of nothingness.

The ghost howled loudly, and the air was filled with strangeness.

The remaining souls everywhere are weaving a huge, shocking web.

This giant net covers the sky and the earth, like a huge gloomy formation, containing endless tricks and algorithms, and the breath of death that extinguishes everything.

At this moment, a terrifying black shadow opened its eyes.

His eyes were filled with darkness.

 There seemed to be countless treacherous formations, condensed in the eyes.

“The Guixu Sky Burial is in hand…”

 “But my Dao Heart Seed Demon…is missing…a trace of its origin…”

 “Erase by who…”

 “Still eaten by…”

 He did not speak, but there seemed to be countless ghosts speaking for him.

There are a lot of mixed sounds, intertwined, it is difficult to distinguish male and female, weird and indistinguishable, and there is a sharpness and harshness that hurts the mind.

"Evil God, or a demon...dare to eat...my evil thoughts?"

The black shadow counted with his fingers, and a void Taoist robe appeared on his body. On the Taoist robe, there were dense lines of strange patterns.

 A name emerged...

 “Ink…painting…”

"…who is it?"

The shadow's dark eyes condensed, and when he tried to calculate again, the sky was blocked, the clouds covered the fog, and the calculation was hazy, making the calculation unreal.

 “Are you...junior brother...”

 “But you...are already dead...can't cover it...”

The black shadow's gaze was stern, and countless ghosts around him were swallowed up by the void Taoist robes in fear and struggle, and turned into ashes, while the scheming of the heavens took a step further.

 Faintly, he could see a small human face...

At this moment, a corpse king with a sinister and twisted aura jumped out from the cause and effect, with scarlet eyes and a fierce face, and bit the black shadow hard.

This bite swallowed countless ghosts and bit off the cause and effect.

 The black shadow was startled, with a hint of disbelief.

 “Is this... the evil I have fostered?”

 “It's...biting me?”

This corpse king is hidden in the mysterious cause and effect. It seems to be "protecting the owner" and "protecting the food".

 It does not allow others to covet its "owner", and it also does not allow others to covet its "food".

 In the dark eyes, a trace of anger appeared, and then gradually calmed down.

 Those who are evil in the Tao are those who have become evil in the Tao.

 It is both consistent with the Tao and also contrary to the Tao.

Hidden in cause and effect, it is dangerous and unpredictable.

This evil creature that he raised himself cannot be killed yet...

The black shadow was silent, and the heavens were dead. Then his strange patterns disappeared, he put away his robe, and returned to normal.

 “See you later…”

 Pitch-black pupils, with mottled lines and a mixture of light and dark.

In the land of nothingness, thousands of ghosts are wailing ferociously, shouting at the same time, that name with unknown cause and effect:

 “Ink painting.”

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