Chapter 145: The art of floating, the art of swimming in the air
Exquisite and small clouds covered the front of me, and the rain rustled down.
This was a corner outside the vegetable garden, about ten steps away from the pond. Chen Yu stared at a bag of earth in front of his feet. The soil was loose, and a touch of light green was reflected inside.
The mountain peach fruits were picked and eaten early, and some pits were left for preparation. Now they are planted in the soil, intending to cultivate spiritual seeds from scratch.
Once the inspiration is dialed into the species, the season will no longer be a problem.
After a few days, under the watering of the spiritual liquid, the surface of the ground has burst open, revealing the delicate buds.
Not far away, the medicinal field was golden and the autumn sword wheat was ripe. Chen Yu looked at the wet soil for a few times, gathered his magic skills, and then came closer to the field.
The sickle that had been prepared aside early flew up on its own without any wind, spinning into a bright silver blade. With a flick of the hand, the silver light flickered and fell into the wheat stalks.
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Harvesting, drying, and shelling were all accomplished quickly as he had experience. Even without the formation that could gather sunlight to help evaporate the water vapor, and it happened to be a sunny day, it didn't take much time.
Looking at the pile of wheat loaded into the barrel, he who was going to move the windmill from the inner hall paused for a moment, bowed down, picked up the whole barrel, and threw it into the sky!
The naked and moist white wheat grains stripped off their golden clothes are scattered in the sky, each grain reflecting a not too dazzling glimmer in the sunlight.
The magic power surged, and Chen Yu waved his sleeves, and a green light like a river rushed into it. In an instant, it turned into bursts of wind, blowing through the wheat grains, pouring out the broken shells, and carrying the dust away.
There was no need for a windmill. He repeated this process several times, using his magic power to create a net to catch the fallen wheat grains. After several rounds of screening, it was finally much cleaner.
Huh, let out a soft sigh. Although this operation is much simpler, the mental consumption is also not low. Fortunately, recently the core has been partially melted, and the little people are feasting on it, and they have grown taller.
Just the overflow increased the spiritual power he could call upon by several percent.
I am looking forward to the moment when my soul is condensed more and more, I wonder what it will be like.
I don’t know if I can go in and out of the netherworld and look at the sun and moon like the Taoist spirit described in the scriptures.
It is probably impossible. Chen Yu has some reservations about this. But even if it is really impossible, it is enough as long as he can maintain his mental consciousness to swim in the outside world for a long time. If he adds a few more abilities on top of this, it will be a surprise.
joy.
The Qiudao Mai Ling plant has the magical effect of strengthening the five senses. He held a handful, and bursts of light fragrance floated on the tip of his nose. It was not so strong and mellow, but it was very quiet.
Each grain looks like a long knife, extremely slender.
There is a milky white sticky mark on the inner core. After the spiritual power penetrated, it was found that it has solidified. Compared with the outer layer, the sticky mark seems to be the spiritual gathering point of the wheat kernel, which is much richer.
"The purity is actually not low."
Spirituality has purity. Most of what he can see across the field of vision is unnecessary to take. There are too many impurities. Although he can't tell what is mixed in it, but judging from several limited verifications, it should be something similar to the individual self.
Eating too much of such things will have a great impact on Chen Yu's self-esteem, and may even overwhelm him.
This is not a condensed consciousness, but a more essential thing, just like a naturally occurring thought. There is no need to think too much about the consequences of being immersed in too many thoughts of external objects.
It's definitely not going to be that good.
The same is true for Lingzhi's spirituality, but the spirituality of the wheat grains in front of him is very pure - not as good as Xiaguang, but not much different.
And as it dies, its spirituality turns into colorful light particles and dissipates into the air, leaving only the remaining parts sealed by sticky marks.
The quantity is decreasing and the purity is slowly increasing.
Twisting a grain and feeding it to my mouth, I gave Brother Chicken a taste when it was first grown. However, at that time, I only focused on the most direct effect, and my grasp of spirituality was not as good as it is now.
Tasting it now, the operation of the external breathing technique has indeed captured a trace of pure spirituality.
As soon as the thought came to his mind, he tried to use the internal breathing technique to absorb this spiritual energy, but after half a moment, there was no reaction at all.
After comparing it again, he found that there was not much spiritual energy. Chen Yu estimated that even if he used up all the bucket in front of him, it would only be equivalent to about five days of dining.
But after all, I don’t mind it. The growth of spirituality can make mana stronger. Even if the inner energy and fetal breath are almost exhausted, the growth of mana still exists, but it is not as obvious as when it is transformed. The key to this is spirituality, and mental power can only be counted.
Be secondary.
After the harvest was over, he took the time to look at the grass elixir in the pool behind the courtyard. The light ball of consciousness was more solid than before, but he still hadn't discovered the other person's thoughts, as if he hadn't been born yet.
In comparison, the progress on the deer's side is much faster. The consciousness light group is completely manifested and condensed in the brain. The thoughts are clearer, no longer intermittent and fragmented. At certain times (such as feeding
) With a little stimulation, a few 'long sentences' can come out.
Viewed from the interior, the spirit is extremely radiant, like a walking torch.
Among the few small ones, excluding the deer, the concentration of consciousness of the black fish is not as good as that of the chicken brother. The latter has now been able to suppress the instinct to attack when seeing Chen Yu's arrival, which is really rare. It means that its self is gradually becoming clearer and no longer vague.
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The snakehead is lazy day after day, drying itself in the sun during the day, and now begins to bathe in the moonlight at night.
However, the consciousness light group did not grow much, and the spiritual growth was considerable. Of course, it was far less than that stupid deer.
During this period, after Chen Yu initially understood the connection between consciousness and spirit transformation, he began to focus on spiritual purification.
Because no matter how pure the spirituality contained in Qiudaomai is, it cannot compare with Xiaguang. You still need to eat less and slowly, otherwise it will be difficult to digest.
In order to achieve the ambitious goal of feeding all souls, he decided to find a method that could speed up his 'digestion' and make his own spirituality pure.
If you have an idea, just start.
As for the way forward... there is a long way to go.
However, Chen Yu felt that he was heading in the right direction, otherwise he could only take the path of eating Xia Guang, and the growth of his magic power would be too slow.
Now, after more than ten days, he has been working day and night, and every night he can be seen sitting cross-legged and looking at the moon on the mountain top. However, the progress is really unsatisfactory.
This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! The mana used is restored very slowly, and what makes him more concerned is that every trace of growth requires more spiritual support, otherwise it will only be limited to the previous moment.
“Every meal is a breakthrough.”
This is the truth. Chen Yu wants to flush and cleanse his lower Dantian thoroughly, wants to hide his magic power like his inner energy, and wants to cast more spells. All of these are based on magic power, and the amount is the most direct factor.
It's just that the level of purifying the outside world's spirituality is difficult to overcome. Now he has no clue. Some of his ideas have been proven to be unworkable, or he has achieved half the result with half the effort, and the purification is not complete.
The golden patterns shone in the daylight. He fiddled with the leaves, and the magic power transformed his fingertips to outline the root body of the grass elixir.
Three pills were knotted under the soil, and the newly formed one appeared slightly smaller and slimmer.
There is a faint texture on the outside of the fruit. This thing looks familiar to him. He originally thought of copying it and then using it to engrave it into a pattern to seal his mental power.
In the end, it was indeed developed by him, but it was not very practical, so he applied it to the external Qi Seed. Unfortunately, it was able to seal off the inside, but it could not deal with the outside world. The formation pattern itself was too fragile and would break down if left for a little longer.
Collapse on its own.
The external Qi seeds placed in the front and back of the courtyard became withered after that. Later, when mana was born, without the internal Qi as a supplement, they gave up and continued to ponder.
But he still hasn't forgotten the power of the blockade, and is now trying to analyze the corresponding spiritual texts from it.
The power of inner energy combines the spirit and fetal breath, seemingly dualistically unified, but the integration is not complete enough, and the various powers in the body become more and more mixed for a while.
There is no need to worry about mana, as it is too edible.
The spirit, fetal breath, inner energy, spirituality... can all be eaten. After a pot of hodgepodge, the waste is removed and the essence is retained, and finally this ever-changing incomparable green light is melted.
Even the Great Filter of Heaven and Earth has been weakened by several percent on it, and it can remain in the world for a long time.
At the edge of the pool, Chen Yu shook his head, put back his many disturbing thoughts, and moved his eyes from Cao Dan to the water.
Fish are playing with shrimps, there are not many shrimps, only two or three are left. A section of black and green is looming in the gravel pile at the bottom of the water not far away. There are two large pincers next to it, and the black and red crabs are minding their own business.
Walking on the bottom of the pond, as if there is no one around.
The silver light is like broken gold scattered on the water, slowly sinking.
A lot of his mental power was swept away, and he raised his eyebrows. The consciousness of several of them seemed to be gathering together, but the speed was very slow, as if a turtle was crawling.
These animals clearly did not show this trend during previous experiments.
Is the effect delayed? Or is it due to other factors.
Chen Yu thought for a moment, then looked at Cao Dan again, his energy pouring down, and his perspective suddenly widened, becoming more detailed.
The next moment, fine particles of light flashed around the grass plant, drifting away to the outside. It was overflowing from the grass pill. Most of them gathered into light clusters and floated upward into the sky as seen before.
A few others sank into the water.
All this seems blurry, even if the spirit is running at its peak.
Seeing this scene, he took out a grass pill and threw it into his mouth and swallowed it. After a feeling of falling, his field of vision suddenly widened.
Looking at the pool again, the spiritual light spots became brighter and no longer seemed to be separated by a veil.
"It is indeed affecting fish and shrimp in the water."
After confirming that it was caused by the radiation from the grass pill, he continued to observe the reactions and internal changes of the shrimps and crabs, and did not leave and return to the real world until the effect ended and the illusion came.
Chen Yu stood up, with a trace of curiosity flashing in his eyes. According to his inference, integrating its materiality would unknowingly change himself - self and spiritual consciousness are different, even if these fish and shrimps are unconscious, they will be affected.
Spirituality is not just for the illusory level, it also has a lot of connections in the real world.
Habits, instincts, and eventually even species may change.
A photosynthetic crab? A loach that takes root in the earth to absorb nutrients?
Dismissing his strange thoughts, he suddenly had some expectations for what happened in the pool.
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The morning meal was full of clouds, mixed with the porridge cooked with Qiu Daomai and eaten together.
The plan for the day is in the morning, when the rays are surging and the frost and mist in the mountains vary in thickness. The rising cold does not bother him. He sometimes drinks porridge from a pottery bowl and overlooks the magnificence of the world amidst the beautiful chirping of birds.
It's a beautiful thing.
However, things that need to be done cannot be postponed. Chen Yu packed up the dishes and went down the mountainside early.
The hot spring has been there for too long, and I haven't even visited it for a few months. According to the arrangement, I went to the cave to decorate it today. However, I guess it was already filled with all kinds of sundries, and wild beasts came and went in the forest. You don't have to guess how chaotic it is.
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Walking on the mountain path, the cave was not far from the Taoist temple, so he walked slowly and leisurely while Chen Yu thought about something.
The thing that touches my heart the most these days is spiritual literature. This thing is so wonderful, born out of the formation pattern, and completely different.
Two by two, three or five in a pile, seven or eight is not too few.
They all have their own combination methods. For example, right now:
He stepped forward with a sudden leap, but when he saw his figure hanging in the air, he tapped his feet four times, floating in the air a few feet above the ground like a dragonfly touching water!
It landed lightly under the stone slabs of more than thirty steps, and passed more than ten feet in a few breaths. And it did not touch the ground even once in the middle. Others seemed to only bow their heads in worship, saying that the hidden immortals had appeared.
In fact, this is a little trick that was recently developed.
Look carefully, there are two small symbols on the left and right at the feet and calves slowly dissipating.
As for the art of traveling in the air, there has been little progress in transforming the art of riding the wind and spitting mist during this period, and it still has not taken off, but it is not all in vain, such as the current art.
In addition, there is also a levitating technique, which theoretically allows him to levitate off the ground. However, there are many spiritual inscriptions. All the required spiritual inscriptions have been found, but there are still a few small problems in the connection sequence and mana infusion.
solve.
After the transformation of the Wind Riding Technique almost failed, Chen Yu changed his mind and felt that the combination of the Air Traveling Technique and the Floating Technique might not be able to allow him to control the wind and ride on the wind.
Now, he has modified the light body technique that originally used inner energy to stimulate acupuncture points, and incorporated it into the air-traveling technique. Every time the spiritual text is stimulated, the acupuncture points on the legs will be stimulated accordingly. This is an experience skill gained from practice.
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It makes the steps in the air look much more elegant.
After trying the air travel technique several times, the mountain wall was vaguely visible. Chen Yu stopped and took a few steps closer. He pushed aside the scattered grass and vines and saw a large hole whining with the sound of wind.
Stepping in, the already powerful sense of hearing became more and more extraordinary due to the recent improvement of Qiudaomai, and I could hear the sound of water flowing from a short distance away.
After going around seven times and eight times, I finally returned to this place.
"Tsk, there are indeed a lot of animals here."
Condensing the magic power in his palm, he pinched a corner, dragged out a struggling black snake from the darkness, and pressed it to the side for the time being.
Broken branches and leaves, feces, eggshells, feathers and bones...
Fortunately, it is running water and the smell is not too bad.
Chen Yumei hesitated, walked into the grotto, and saw that the spring was still gushing.
After spending some time cleaning up, he restored the stone wall that had been knocked down by an unknown beast. There were traces on it, and there were formation patterns carved on the seal, but they quickly dissipated after the inner Qi was gone.
At this moment, he didn't do much, he only piled one more layer. This trip was more to take a look and see if the hot springs were still there. It would be normal if the terrain here dried up.
After gathering these things, Chen Yu got out of the cave and continued to walk down the mountain - Master Liu will leave to another county in the next few days, probably to retire. Of course he can't follow him, but the other party has just arrived in this world after him.
You take care of a lot of things from time to time, so it’s only natural to give them away.