Chapter 182 Consciousness as Soil, Spiritualization Yangshang
Chapter 182 Consciousness becomes earth and spirit becomes yang (Part 1)
After the Spirit Gathering Array was made, Chen Yu had no other things to do to pass the time. After fiddling with the wooden plate repeatedly and failing to really absorb the spirit, he put the huge plate aside, except for daily breathing and replenishing the content.
Qi was outside, and he remained motionless for the rest of the time, leaning against a corner and eating ashes.
In the blink of an eye, half of summer has passed, and September has turned a chapter. All the chaotic flowers and plants bloom at this time, smearing the mountains.
Under the long white clouds, he shook his fan and looked at the jade-like sky in the distance. It was already late at this time, and the glow had dissipated. Fortunately, the sky was covered by clouds, and the undulating mountains were set off, so there was a different scenery.
The clouds are rolling and relaxing, and I feel peaceful and contented.
"Go with the wind, go with the wind!"
As if remembering something, Chen Yu raised his hand and waved his sleeves.
A streak of glistening white mist separated from the sleeve, flew in three or five directions to about ten feet in front of him, and hung outside the cliff.
He held his palms empty, and poured out the breeze from his mouth. The next moment, he saw the three exquisite clouds as if they had been cut by a knife, or like soft mud being rubbed and squeezed. After an instant, they dispersed, leaving only three small jade-colored balls.
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The fine lines are engraved from scratch, like a long snake winding and climbing, with its head and tail knotted, twisting into a pattern like clusters of lilies.
External Qi species.
When I first made the array pattern, I thought about it. It has the effect of seeing all directions. I originally thought of setting it down on the mountain and riding the wind back. However, I helped arrange the surroundings of the Taoist temple. In the end, I finally managed to pinch out a few of them, and they didn't go far.
It collapses.
After stuffing two pills in the yard, I needed to replenish my energy from time to time, and the consumption was extremely high. In the end, it was proved that this road was unworkable, so I had to give up.
However, as his spirit becomes stronger day by day, especially his inner energy is strengthened and his body is perfected, he has been able to do things that he could not do at the beginning. For example, now, he can easily pinch three pills in one go without having to concentrate.
I'm afraid that something will go wrong in one of the formation lines.
"It still has some uses."
The more I develop the various special powers brought by my spiritual machine, the more I feel that my involvement is too shallow and the future is promising.
Taking Qizhong into his hand, Chen Yu stroked it. It was soft and elastic, just like the ball played by young children in his memory.
He naturally knew that this was because the outside was wrapped with a layer of membrane composed of the three superimposed powers of mental power, formation pattern, and Qi, which were used to seal it and prevent it from being easily lost.
Thinking of this, Chen Yu raised his hand and traced it. The silver-gray cloth reached to the outside, and wisps of spiritual power were kneaded into a new pattern - imitating the grass pill.
Different from the previous failures in copying several times, at this moment he seemed to have a plan in mind, and his hand movements were skillful. Not only his spirit was used as the pen, but the rest of the strength in his body was also affected.
Two parts of mental power, one part of fetal breath, four parts of Qi...
The mental power and the fetal breath cannot be combined, so they have to be carefully isolated with qi. In addition, there is also a ray of spiritual energy, like a needle and thread, one end is inserted into the fetal breath, and the other end is pierced through the others one by one to connect them.
Finally, a new pattern appeared, which was then attached to Qizhong by Chen Yu.
Suddenly, the speed of spillage decreased visibly to the naked eye.
His expression remained unchanged, obviously he had expected it. Otherwise, he would not be operating calmly now.
"It can indeed be locked, it's only about one-third of the size before."
I calculated in my mind that the original external Qi species existed only for a short time, but now it can stay stable for half an hour. If more internal Qi is spread around to fill the void, if it is further reduced, it can even last for several hours without dissipating.
Weighing the soft white dumplings, Chen Yu really didn't think of how to use the thing in front of him for a while. He was just tinkering around to pass the time.
The patterns on the grass elixir did have miraculous effects, but the one he made was different from the one in his memory. He had to experiment dozens of times before he could get it right.
The effect is so-so, the sealing effect of the spirit is good, but the inner Qi is slightly less effective.
As for spiritual energy, spiritual liquid, etc., the former is more effective than inner energy, while the latter is more average.
What he didn't expect was that this pattern's blockade and suppression of the Spirit Gathering Array was so powerful that once activated, it could even prevent the formation from opening.
Even if it barely works, its effectiveness is greatly reduced. The spiritual nodes are like the inner energy that has fallen into the inner scene, lifeless.
No longer active again.
Suppressing spirituality? Perhaps this is the real function of this pattern.
Chen Yu noted this down, then turned back to look at the dumplings that were being rounded, flattened, and being pulled back and forth in his palms. He couldn't help but ponder, let it go down the mountain?
But what can you do if you put it down? You can't run far.
Forget it, now that the internal energy is self-sufficient, let’s arrange some around the Taoist temple. They are blocked by patterns and buried in wooden piles. They only need to be replenished once every half a day.
In front of the hospital, he could see various spiritual plants growing leisurely in the medicine field behind the hospital.
In this way, it cannot be said that it is useless.
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Click!
A piece of the peach was missing, Chen Yu's cheeks were bulging, and beside him was a chestnut-brown deer that poked its head.
A man and a deer were walking in the mountain forest. He planned to transplant some fruit trees. There were only peaches and pears inside and outside the Taoist temple, which was not enough. Since he came to this land and water, he had to try other fruits on the mountain.
Let’s not talk about whether it tastes good or not. If you take it back and cultivate it with some inspiration, you might be able to produce spiritual energy?
Regardless of whether there is or not, he plans to try his luck. Anyway, there is nothing wrong with staying on the mountain. After a month, apart from tossing around formation patterns and spiritual nodes, only the interior locations are left, and all kinds of speculations are going around, which is a headache.
Nowadays, daily class practice and breathing into the Spirit Gathering Array have become a rare break.
Chen Yu didn't want to push himself too hard. He obviously just wanted to enjoy the leisurely daily life of farming, but he ended up struggling for a long time and made himself miserable. Why bother.
Relax and take a walk in the woods. If there are any black bears or the like, just chase them away along the way.
As for the deer, I don’t know what is going on in its little head. It may be that it is also idle and bored. There is a lush field of wild grass on the mountainside. It only eats and sleeps every day, or plays with the snakehead fish for a while and then opens its bellies to bask in the sun.
Gradually, there is a tendency to change like a chicken brother who just eats and waits to die.
Even if you go out for a walk, you can treat it as losing weight.
Chen Yu took another bite of the peach. The juice spilled out and the fragrant peach fragrance made the deer giggle non-stop.
Well, this guy might just be greedy for the peach in his hand and want to eat it...
It has to be said that the peach trees planted by the old Taoist priest did produce a batch of good fruits. Although good quality only accounted for a very small part of the total, there was a huge gap between them. Some peaches were bitter and shriveled, while others were like the one in his hand.
The pieces are particularly delicious.
No wonder the Gluttonous Deer fell in love with the taste after eating it once. He hung out under the peach trees every day, watching the remaining mutated peach trees that had gained new ideas.
As a last resort, he once again set up the water mist needle-repelling array, and it was an enlarged version, sealing the entire peach forest inside. However, the water mist was lingering, and it would be troublesome for him to enter and take a look on ordinary days.
So recently, Chen Yu was thinking about whether he could build a magic circle without fog that could also shield and cover it.
Dispersed? Invisible? Covered?
Looking at the scorching sun above my head, my increasingly bright mind gradually came up with ideas.