Meng Zhou, who was sitting cross-legged, suddenly stretched out his right hand. He pulled out a "silk thread" made of pure spiritual energy and held it in his hands.
One end of this "silk thread" was grasped by his hands, but the other end was still connected to the rich spiritual energy in the "Lotus Space".
Meng Zhou lowered his head and looked at the "silk thread" grasped by both hands. He just looked at it quietly, his hands and fingers motionless.
But only Meng Zhou himself knew that the spiritual energy thread held by his hands was meandering and swimming under the influence of his magic power, Qi and blood, and the thoughts in his heart.
One knot after another formed and disappeared in the process.
At least, that's how it looks from the outside.
But these knots did not really disappear, but were "precipitated" in the spiritual energy threads, fundamentally changing their characteristics bit by bit.
The spiritual energy threads that are constantly meandering and swimming form new knots one after another, and "precipitate" one after another, like a matryoshka doll, starting over and over again.
This seems like a simple step, but it's not simple at all.
After taking the real step forward, Meng Zhou suddenly saw a new world.
Although this "new world" is still very hazy, Meng Zhou is convinced that he has found the right direction.
Meng Zhou could almost conclude that as long as he continued along this path unswervingly, it would be a matter of course for the knot master to break through the third-level to fourth-level obstacles.
Originally there was no way to break through the road ahead, but now I look back and find that the way to break through is so simple. Looking at it as a whole, it is simply a matter of course.
"Thousands of books are falsely passed down, but one sentence is really passed down... The great truth is the most simple, and this is what it means!"
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When Meng Zhou completely cut off the connection between the spiritual energy around his body and the spiritual energy thread in his palm, the spiritual energy thread in his palm was not affected in any way.
Not only was it not lost, but the short length of the spiritual energy thread was connected and complete, forming a self-contained whole.
Under Meng Zhou's induction, the extremely spiritual thing formed a ball in Meng Zhou's right palm.
It is still a pure aura. It was originally invisible. Under Meng Zhou's thoughts, it emerged from transparent and invisible to clean white, and then the brilliance circulated, red, orange, yellow, green, blue, purple...
Ever-changing and dazzling colors flicker and flow in Meng Zhou's palm, as if he is holding a rainbow that is richer than the changes in nature.
But doing all this is a very simple thing for the spiritual energy thread that is currently being held in Meng Zhou's palm.
It just makes a slight adjustment to the superficial spiritual fluctuations.
Soon, as Meng Zhou's thoughts changed again, the rainbow light in his palm turned pure white again, and then disappeared again.
Meng Zhou's thoughts moved again.
The spiritual energy thread that was only visible to him disappeared from his palm and entered the sea of consciousness.
When it entered the sea of consciousness, it instantly took on a real form - a long rope with its own spirituality and a "body" slowly swimming.
This long rope had a clear goal and soon reached the sky above the Soul Pond.
Then, the long rope suddenly unfolded to the left and right.
Almost in the blink of an eye, the long rope unfolded into a huge net covering the entire soul pool.
If you just look at its appearance, it looks very much like the invisible threads that suddenly appear and wrap around the soul pool after taking the Dao Heart Oath.
However, only the outside is worth seeing.
When Meng Zhou's thoughts changed, the spiritual energy threads wrapped around the soul pool tightened and shrank.
Meng Zhou had no time to take any countermeasures, as the "offended" soul pool instinct was shaken by a slight ripple, and these spiritual energy threads were broken inch by inch.
The broken threads dispersed into spiritual energy and quickly dissipated without a trace.
After actually verifying the huge difference in power between the "fake copycat version" and the "authentic original version" he made, Meng Zhou was not depressed at all, but was extremely excited.
After actual verification, he has long understood that the level of power is not the key. The real key is that he can completely reproduce the process itself.
And this is also the key to becoming a third-level knot master to a fourth-level knot master.
According to Meng Zhou's current understanding, from the first-level knot master to the third-level knot master, as the realm improves, the methods become more and more miraculous, and the things that can be done become more and more magical, and more and more magical.
Incredible.
But if you just study the "knot technique" in depth, you can find that there is no fundamental change from the first level to the third level.
Whether it is the second level or the third level, it is based on the first level to expand, add, and continue to build and lay the foundation.
In comparison, going from level 3 to level 4 is a leap.
A short, spiritual silk thread can be precisely unfolded according to his will into a "net" that can cover his soul pool, and can continue to execute new orders.
What Meng Zhou saw was not just the "mesh" displayed in front of him.
But there are many possibilities that are far more complex and varied than this.
It seems that every possibility he can think of can be solved through this process.
And these extremely complicated changes, if you look deeper, are all hidden in the extremely simple operation of "continuous matryoshka".
This process of "continuous nesting of dolls" is actually a process of continuously compressing and refining complex instructions, and stuffing them all into a long rope.
According to Meng Zhou's own understanding, this is not a long rope, it is clearly a mobile hard drive with its own 3D printing.
In order to verify his suspicion, Meng Zhou was not satisfied with just reproducing the effect of Dao Heart Oath to bind the soul.
This was just a window that gave him a glimpse of a "new world".
…
This year, Meng Zhou went out again to "take in" a few Taoist vows to come back.
Every time he came back, he would immediately choose to break the contract, thereby collecting more traces of the long rope "celestial phenomena".
In the last two times, Meng Zhou did not choose to breach the contract directly, thus avoiding the direct backlash of the constraints of the Dao Heart Oath.
He "teases" and "teases" slowly and skillfully, dancing on the edge of backlash again and again.
In this process, Meng Zhou reproduced these "celestial phenomena" with increasing efficiency.
He even wanted to try to untie it without triggering its backlash.
The former is equivalent to violently breaking a door, and the latter is equivalent to picking a lock to break a door. In terms of skill alone, the latter is far superior to the former.
In the end, there was no success. The constant and endless failures made Meng Zhou realize that although he had glimpsed a higher door, he was still far from the level of the long rope "celestial phenomenon".
However, although the result was a failure, the attempt itself was undoubtedly very successful.
What he gained was far more than the direct backlash of the Dao Heart Oath.
It can be said that every failed attempt is not meaningless, and there is a part that benefits him.
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One year later.
Lotus space.
Meng Zhou, who was sitting cross-legged on the ground, stared unblinkingly at the void in front of him, where a pure white ball the size of an adult's fist was suspended there.
At this moment, under Meng Zhou's eyes, on the surface of this pure white ball, there were dozens of extremely fine white silk threads, dancing wildly without wind.
In the crazy dance of these white silk threads, the thread ends are getting shorter and shorter.
Finally, all the white threads disappeared and became part of the pure white ball.
Next to her, Bai Zhi, who had long been driven by curiosity, saw Meng Zhou stop and immediately asked:
"What the hell is this?"
Meng Zhou asked: "What do you think it is?"
Bai Zhi said: "How do I know!"
Meng Zhou thought for a while and said with a smile: "Maybe you can use it as a mirror."
Bai Zhi asked confused: "What do you mean?"
Meng Zhou said: "Whatever you want it to be, it can be whatever you want it to be... Just like when a person looks into a mirror, what it is does not come from it, but comes from you!"
When Bai Zhi heard this, her expression suddenly became a little dazed, and she seemed to have some reactions that she couldn't understand for a while.
After a long time, a look of emotion appeared on Bai Zhi's face, and she said with a look of shock: "Isn't it that exaggerated?"
Just as she was talking, she saw the motionless white ball that was hanging in the air suddenly jump toward her. Bai Zhi was startled and quickly reached out to catch it.
Her cautious look was like touching a piece of porcelain that might break at any time.
"what are you doing?"
Meng Zhou said:
"Don't be so cautious, just treat it as a toy.
…That’s what I just said, but I don’t know exactly how capable it is.”
With that said, Meng Zhou guided Bai Zhi to complete the ritual control of this pure white ball.
After the sacrifice, Bai Zhi looked at the small ball in front of her. She looked left and right, but couldn't see what it had to do with the mirror. She turned around and asked Meng Zhou next to her:
"how should I do?"
Meng Zhou said irresponsibly: "You can do whatever you want."
Bai Zhi was quite dissatisfied after hearing this, and her cheeks bulged slightly.
However, her curiosity was aroused by Meng Zhou's previous story, and she really wanted to try to see if the little ball in front of her was as magical as Meng Zhou said.
"It's whatever you think about, right? Well, I think it's a guqin!" Bai Zhi said.
But after she finished speaking, the white ball was still a white ball without any change.
Bai Zhi was a little disappointed when she saw this, but the look in her eyes when she looked at Meng Zhou was a bit playful.
Meng Zhoudao: "Don't just talk, you also need to think. The clearer you think, the better!"
Bai Zhi was stunned for a moment, then said apologetically: "Oh, I still have to think about it... Okay, I do!"
The next moment, a scene that surprised her happened.
The small white ball stretched out in front of her and really turned into a guqin.
Moreover, with her continuous improvement, the color and texture of this guqin became more and more antique-style.
Finally, the guqin completely became what she wanted.
It can be said that this is the ideal Guqin style in her mind.
Bai Zhi was so greedy that she couldn't help but reach out and fish it out.
The next moment, something happened that disappointed her.
When her fingers touched the guqin, there was only a slight touch.
Then, her hand passed through the inside of the guqin.
Moreover, because her palm passed through the inside of the "guqin", the guqin was directly cut into two pieces by her.
Bai Zhi said disappointedly: "It turns out that this is just an illusion!"
Meng Zhou said helplessly: "There is no way, its ultimate ability depends on the material it is made of, which is why I let you treat it as a toy.
...However, you can’t simply regard it as an illusion. After all, it was made by me using third-level high-grade spiritual energy as the material.”
Bai Zhi nodded and said, "Can it be played?"
As she said that, Bai Zhi had already thought about it.
The strings of the guqin moved without being plucked, and the melodious sound came out, which was exactly the tone she had in mind.
What surprised Bai Zhi even more was that this tone was not just a simple sound, but also contained special power.
In other words, as long as she is willing, the sound of the piano will immediately have practical effects.
Either attack, defense, or bewilderment... any method she can express through the way of music, this guqin can perfectly reproduce it.
As she tried, the shock in Bai Zhi's heart became more and more intense.
The guqin became a bamboo flute.
A completely different timbre, showing different musical characteristics from the guqin.
Then, she changed into more instruments.
The musical instruments in front of her also changed with her thoughts.
More importantly, it is not just a change in appearance, but also a corresponding change in its inner characteristics.
After that, Bai Zhi no longer stuck to musical instruments.
The appearance of her apprentice Zhu Qian appeared in her mind, and the white ball really turned into Zhu Qian's appearance.
And as she thought about Zhu Qian's image more and more clearly and concretely, the Zhu Qian in front of her became more and more "concrete". Even her level of cultivation and the skills she mastered were the same as the real Zhu Qian.
Then, "Zhu Qian" fell to the ground and turned into a ferocious monster.
However, because Bai Zhi's understanding of this monster is limited to its appearance, this monster only has its own form.
Soon, the figure of this demonic beast flickered and turned into a spiritual plant.
This is back to territory that Bai Zhi is familiar with.
And even with Bai Zhi's attainments as a spiritual planter, there is no difference between it and real spiritual plants.
In other words, as long as there is a difference, the plant in front of her can be immediately changed according to her wishes until it is 100% in line with the standard position in her mind.
Until, Bai Zhi couldn't help but stretched out her hand again.
Her fingertips passed through the leaves of this "spiritual plant".
Then, Bai Zhi made some simpler attempts.
A ball of fire.
A flash of lightning.
A flying sword that shuttles back and forth.
…
"stop."
Bai Zhi, who was imagining the ball as a strange magic weapon "playing" there, stopped immediately when she heard Meng Zhou's shout.
"What's wrong?" Bai Zhi asked confused.
Meng Zhou said: "You don't think this thing is a perpetual motion machine and can play forever without charging, do you?"
Although Bai Zhi didn't know what a "perpetual motion machine" was, she still understood the meaning of Meng Zhou's words.
After carefully sensing it, I did have a feeling of being exhausted.
"How to recover?" Bai Zhi asked.
"Don't worry about it. If you put it in a place with spiritual energy, it will recover automatically, but the efficiency will be a little slow. If you want it to be faster, just give it some spiritual stones or take the initiative to send some mana into it."
Bai Zhi nodded, quickly held the small white ball in her palm, and while sending out the magic power, she said to Meng Zhou: "Just give this thing to me?"
Meng Zhou nodded.
Due to its innate limitations, this small white ball had no practical value to him.
Its only value is that the moment it was born, it verified what he thought in his heart.
He also decided on a name for the newly born skill that was originally full of question marks.
"Wanxiang Pearl, let's call it Wanxiang Pearl." ()