Regardless of whether Ling Yungao was possessed by the demon or not, this cannot be determined overnight. Bai Mengjin safely left the trouble to his elders and focused on his own affairs.
In fact, they didn't know that she had encountered the same problem in her previous life.
When the rebel sect was re-cultivating, she barely breathed for a moment. What might have been hundreds of years of cultivation time was shortened to a few decades by her.
She modified the exercises bit by bit based on Gu's family history, and she gradually figured out how to use the yin-yang umbrella. The most difficult thing in the world is to go from zero to one, from the abandoned disciple of Danxia Palace to the Jade Demon, she
I have stepped on countless pitfalls and endured countless hardships.
The cultivation level was improved too fast, and the body and soul could not keep up, and even suffered injuries due to inappropriate exercises.
How did she solve it at that time? She didn't solve it because she didn't have enough time, so she continued to practice forcefully, leaving long-term hidden dangers.
What does it feel like to have no hidden injuries in your body? What does it feel like to have your soul and cultivation in perfect harmony? She has never experienced it before.
Now she had a chance. This time, she had to solve the problem properly so that she could enter the Nascent Soul stage without any hidden dangers.
"Bai Yatou won't be able to practice in the short term, so I'll leave you with another assignment." Hua Wusheng said.
"Uncle, what is it?" Ling Bufei was very interested.
"Exercise your spiritual sense. Both of your spiritual senses are a bit weak compared to your cultivation. We just take this opportunity to practice together and lay the foundation for joint cultivation in the future."
Lord Kumu next to him heard it and coughed slightly: "I'll go to Song Qiao's place to have a look."
Ling Bufei was confused. Didn't Master Yuan go to rest? Is there anything good to see?
Hua Wusheng was also a little embarrassed, but he still maintained his face as a teacher and continued calmly and calmly: "Bu Fei, your swordsmanship has already reached the level of the master, and it is enough to cope with the first-level Jindan fighting skills. But you want to fight with Yuanying or even become immortals?"
A battle between gods is impossible without the help of divine consciousness. Later I will tell Song Qiao to teach you how to use spiritual consciousness to fight..."
Then she explained in detail how to expand the sea of consciousness and how to exercise spiritual consciousness.
Ling Bufei wrote them down one by one, and finally asked: "Uncle, you just said that we should practice together, how can we practice together?"
"Uh..." Hua Wusheng said vaguely, "It means opening up the sea of consciousness to each other and adapting to each other's spiritual consciousness to achieve the effect of complementing each other..."
Ling Bufei was confused when he heard this: "How can this be open? What kind of adaptation method is this?"
Hua Wusheng really couldn't talk any more. He glanced at Bai Mengjin who was looking calm and asked hurriedly: "Bai Yatou, how much do you know?"
"A little bit." Bai Mengjin asked calmly, "Uncle, do you have any secret books? How about we read it ourselves."
Hua Wusheng suddenly understood and said, "I'll send two copies over later, and you can study them yourself."
"good."
That night, the relevant secret books were sent to Jinghong Photography, one copy for each person.
Ling Bufei flipped through it and said curiously: "It's nothing, why does Uncle Master look so embarrassed to say it?"
Bai Mengjin didn't explain to him, he just said: "Let's practice separately first, and then we can practice together when we are familiar with it!"
Ling Bufei had no doubt that he was there: "Okay!"
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No matter in the past life or in this life, Bai Mengjin's life has never been so leisurely.
In the early morning, I woke up to the singing of birds and the fragrance of flowers, and went to the Zhaoyue Platform to watch Ling Bufei and Baili Xu practicing swordplay. After breakfast, sometimes I went with them to Yuan Songqiao's place to listen, sometimes I accompanied Ji Xingge to class, and most of the time,
You can do whatever you want by yourself.
In the afternoon, she would find a place to kill time. Sometimes she would go to Peach Blossom Peak, where the spring scenery was bright and beautiful;
If she didn't want to go anywhere, she would stay in Jinghong Zhaoying, lean on the pine tree on the edge of the cliff, read some books, and sleep.
Time passed by peacefully like this.
A few months later, Ling Bufei told her: "I have become proficient in controlling my consciousness. Shall we start training together?"
Bai Mengjin responded: "Okay."
At night, the surroundings were quiet, and there was only one night light left in the house.
Ling Bufei looked at Bai Mengjin across from him, feeling a little nervous for no reason. He laughed at himself in his mind, what was there to be nervous about? It was just cultivation. When the demonic energy in his body broke out before, wasn't this how he was calmed down?
However, the past few times he was in excruciating pain, he had never looked at it so carefully - Bai Mengjin under the lamp had a different charm, a little soft, a little charming, and the corners of his eyebrows seemed to be graceful, and every move was full of charm.
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Ling Bufei finally restrained himself and wondered secretly. What happened to him? He seemed to be particularly agitated today.
"Let's begin." Bai Mengjin spoke.
Ling Bufei took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and let himself sink.
The past few months of practice were quite effective. He quickly extracted his spiritual consciousness, slowly expanded it, and condensed it into a tiny light group.
Under normal circumstances, when spiritual consciousness is detected, it is invisible and insubstantial. The light group he condenses at this moment is actually part of the soul, and it cannot stay away from the physical body before transforming into a god.
When he tentatively entered Bai Mengjin's sea of consciousness, he discovered that training together was completely different from training alone. The sea of consciousness is the most essential self of a monk, with a heavy sense of protection. For example, at this moment, he saw Bai Mengjin's sea of consciousness shrouding
Covered with a thick layer of ice, even if she had taken down her guard, she could not easily break it.
The ball of light circled around her sea of consciousness several times, and she had nowhere to start.
Bai Mengjin's voice sounded: "Wait a minute, let me go to your place to get used to it first."
"Oh." Ling Bufei responded dryly.
Not long after, Bai Mengjin's consciousness also came out, and two small light groups flew around each other, becoming familiar with each other's auras.
What surprised Ling Bufei was that Bai Mengjin's breath carried the aroma of green grass, as if the spring breeze brought the green grass to sprout with vitality, which was completely different from the thick ice of her consciousness sea.
Two groups of consciousness slowly approached his sea of consciousness.
Compared to hers, his sea of consciousness defense was much weaker. It was a white mist, and with his consciousness leading the way, Bai Mengjin could easily touch it.
But it's not that easy to get in. Ling Bufei has tried his best to let down his guard, but the layer of mist still spontaneously blocks for him the consciousness that does not belong to him.
After a stalemate for a while, Ling Bufei couldn't help it anymore and let his consciousness come out again, trying to bring her in.
However, he came out too hastily, and just as Bai Mengjin was trying to enter, the two light groups collided without warning.
In an instant, Ling Bufei felt a sense of comfort that he had never experienced before spread from the sea of consciousness, to the body, to the limbs, and the whole scalp was numb. Under the raging heat wave, the overwhelming pleasure made his soul feel numb.
Trembling with it——
He was completely stunned and couldn't recover for a long time.