Bai Ya stood up and walked two steps, and found that the translucent body was light and not as if he was down to earth. He actually became a spiritual body.

He circled around his body sitting upright beside the bed and found that he was unconscious.

"It won't be like this forever?" Bai Ya smiled bitterly and coincided with his body in the same sitting posture, hoping to possess himself again. As soon as he sat down, he was stunned by his discovery.

It turned out that the part that completely coincided with his body actually appeared in his mind in a three-dimensional projection.

For example: the right palm of the spirit body coincides with the right palm of the body, and a translucent palm appeared in his mind. The skeletal muscle textures appeared in it, and even the meridians and blood vessels could be seen clearly, which was even clearer than B-ultrasound.

The most important thing is that this projection image can be enlarged. He found that if the mind is concentrated in a certain part, the body details can be more clearly understood, and even the blood flowing in the capillaries is observed.

Bai Ya observed for a while and found that he was not completely unable to affect external objects now. If he focused his mind, he could still slightly tweak some lighter-quality things, such as the tea cup on the table!

"I don't know how long it will last?" Bai Ya slowly calmed down after being shocked.

He felt that this phenomenon of soul-leaving should not last for too long, but he just didn't know whether other sequelae would occur after the soul returned to the body.

As soon as the curiosity passed, Bai Ya suddenly felt bored.

"Hey, why is there something glowing in the bag?" After wandering around the table for a few times, Bai Ya suddenly attracted attention by the untied yellow cloth bag.

A little inside the bag, a little soft white light projected out, but it was not very obvious under the lights, otherwise he would have discovered it long ago.

"It's Huikong's relics, and... that statue?!" Bai Ya took great effort to lift the yellow cloth on the bag and found that the luminous object was the relics and jade statue of the monk Huikong.

Huikong's relics and jade statues have always been placed with the "Lingyun Sutra". Bai Ya intends to return the relics and the "Lingyun Sutra" to the host of the Vajra Temple, which is the master of the monk Huikong.

"Will the monk's relics still shine? And that jade statue... Could it be that this statue was originally carved from a Buddha bone relics?" Bai Ya reached out in surprise and touched Huikong's relics.

"Huh? How is that possible?" As soon as his hand touched the relic, he felt a cool feeling. You should know that he is currently in a spiritual state, and this relic actually gave him the warm touch that only his body has.

However, something that surprised him even more the next moment happened.

Bai Ya watched with his own eyes the phantom of a relic escape from the body, slide into his spirit like a marble, rolling to the navel before pausing. The relic immediately lost its luster and collapsed into a pile of fine powder.

"Does the relics have souls?" Bai Ya looked at the relics powder on the table, then looked at the phantom of the relics on the navel of the spirit body, and his chin almost fell off.

He concentrated on his mind and wanted the phantom of the relics in the spirit to get out again, but found that this thing seemed to be a prodigal son who turned around and returned home, leaving him unable to move no matter how hard he tried.

"I heard that the relics are stones in the monk's body, but what am I? Are they stones in spirit?" Bai Ya looked embarrassed, "Master Huikong, this is not my intentional blasphemy. You have a lot of them. Remember to explain to the Buddha!"

Since he could not drive out the phantom of the relics occupied by the magpie nest, Bai Ya had to give up and turned his attention to the jade statue, but this time he did not dare to touch it with his spirit body casually.

Before Monk Huikong passed away, he did not explain what this jade statue was.

Judging from the appearance, the statue seems to be a combination of arhats who subdued dragons and tigers. The flocculent threads and spots inside the jade look like natural textures and meridian diagrams of the body of the Arhat, which reminds Bai Ya whether this statue also contains a Buddhist martial arts.

Of course, this is just his guess, and this thing may be an ordinary statue of a Arhat.

However, now he is in a spiritual state and sees the Arhat statue glowing like a relics, and finally he can confirm that this thing should be a treasure.

At this time, the dragon-subduing tiger-subduing Arhat was crystal clear and emitting a dark light from the spiritual body's vision. The flocculent threads and spots in its body seemed to come alive.

Perhaps it is because Bai Ya is in a spiritual state and can see things without using "eyes" but using thoughts, so he can see these things clearly.

The silk threads and spots form a magical animation. The flocytic threads seem to flow slowly in the meridians, while the spots are like acupuncture points of the human body, with small shimmer lights and cyclones inside.

The most strange thing is that the head of the Arhat statue actually contains a miniature tadpole text hidden in Niwan Palace. Baiya needs extremely concentrated thoughts to see those subtle words as dusty.

This kind of text looks like Tibetan and ancient oracle bone inscriptions. Bai Ya doesn't know it at all, but he knows that there must be secrets hidden in it.

"No, I have to find a way to write it down." Bai Ya didn't know how long his spiritual body state could last. He would definitely not remember this tadpole text, but unfortunately he couldn't write in this state.

"I have it!" Bai Ya suddenly had a light of inspiration. He focused on the fingers of the spirit body, dripped tea into the relic powder, and painted the powder with the turned powder, copying the tadpole texts.

"No!" When Bai Ya forced himself to write the complete tadpole article, he finally felt a burst of fatigue. An irresistible suction came from his body sitting on the bed, which made him lose consciousness immediately.

It seemed that a long time had passed, and it seemed that it was just a moment. When Bai Ya opened his eyes again, the room was still quiet, with only the statue of the Arhat placed on the table and the pile of tadpole scripts made of powder next to him, proving that he was not dreaming.

...

"Have you finished your homework today?" Wang Peng turned around and glanced at the sound coming from behind.

"Yeah!" Bai Ya leaned against the guardrail on the top of the building boat, and the strong wind on the river blew his long gown violently.

This long robe is just bought. This kind of trekking boat specializing in long distances on the river has various small shops, responsible for providing daily necessities to passengers.

Bai Ya originally thought it was more convenient to wear a short jacket, but the Blood Swordsman insisted that he change into a long gown. The reason was that Bai Ya was too rustic in wearing a short jacket, and following him, implicating him in the fight.

Bai Ya was so sad and angry that he had an impulse to ask the tailor shop owner to cut a modern dress, which blinded the guy's eyes. However, he thought about it. After all, his current identity was a local bun boy who had not left the northern Gobi Desert for more than ten years.

"Brother Wang, you said yesterday that you can't practice martial arts secrets without the general principles. What does it mean?" Bai Ya pretended to be a curious baby and asked the Blood Swordsman.

Compared with the days before, he is already very yelling at the elder brother, although he was actually a few years older than Wang Peng in his previous life.

When Bai Ya felt very depressed when he remembered the time traveler in the novel called strangers, and his grandparents didn't have to draft them. Anyway, he was not used to calling strangers brothers and sisters for no reason, and where would he place his relatives in his previous life?

The Blood Swordsman did not answer Bai Ya's question immediately, but thought about it before speaking: "I told you a few days ago that martial arts is divided into martial arts and Taoism. The general outline of advanced martial arts is not only guiding, but also involving Taoism, which is related to the promotion of the martial arts realm.

For a relatively simple basic martial arts, the general principles are the essence. If you practice without referring to the general principles, you will often become obsessed with it. Therefore, you must remember that even if you obtain the martial arts skills of those sects in the future, don’t practice them rashly, because the more martial arts secrets come from the sect, the less the general principles appear on paper.

The general outline of this unique skill is either passed down by word of mouth by the elders of the masters or hidden in secret books in the form of a code. Moreover, the morals of the sects in the world are different. No matter how high the qualifications of the warrior are, if the unique skill is contrary to his own martial arts, it will only become more and more confused as he practices, and even shake the heart of the Tao."

Bai Ya was shocked when he heard this. It seemed that he could get some of the current martial arts secrets. It was pure luck. No wonder Wang Peng did not peek at these martial arts.

The general outline of the Vajra Great Hand Seal is in his mind. The Ghost Foot Technique has no general outline, and it belongs to the Jianghu style. The only five-broken tiger claw Technique that records the general outline is only three levels of method. It lacks breathing and surrendering methods and cannot practice the following and mental strength of the claw Technique. Moreover, this skill comes from Buddhism, which is obviously incompatible with the martial arts of the Blood Knife Sect, and Wang Peng does not need to lay the foundation like him.

Bai Ya secretly touched a piece of paper in his arms. This was the tadpole text he copied from the Arhat statue a few days ago. Now, after hearing what the Blood Swordsman said, he suspected that this tadpole text might be the outline of the martial arts recorded in the Arhat statue.

He has been hesitating whether to tell Wang Peng these days, and now he thinks that it is better not to say it for the time being.

Although the Blood Swordsman took good care of him along the way, his purpose was to hand over the Baiya to improve the evaluation of the inspection tasks.

The real relationship between the two is kidnapping and being kidnapped. Although the blood swordsman is open-minded and not care about the details, it is still okay to make friends, but if Bai Ya wants to be grateful to him, it is really unnecessary. He does not have Stockholm syndrome.

Besides, Bai Ya is actually not willing to join the Holy Sword Sect. According to Wang Peng's statement, even if it is not a demon, it is hard to be called a famous sect. Bai Ya's interest in martial arts has increased greatly and he also wants to join a fairy martial arts sect, but he definitely does not want to become a vicious disciple like a rat crossing the street in the future.

"Brother Wang, I ate that... the Yuanling Pill you mentioned a few days ago!" Bai Ya hesitated for a moment, and decided to confess another thing. He was still scared of the soul leaving the body that day.

"Oh, then how do you feel now? What is the effect of that Yuan Ling Pill?" Wang Peng turned his head curiously, "Has he enhanced his physical fitness in a certain aspect? Or has he obtained the martial arts inheritance left by his ancestors?"

"Not even!" Bai Ya said with a bitter face, "After eating, my soul left my body and turned into a translucent spirit. It took me a long time to return to my body. Is there no sequelae in the future, right?"
Chapter completed!