Yang Huang made no progress in alchemy, so he turned his mind back to cultivation.
Now he has broken through the state of distraction. The so-called distraction is to generate spiritual thoughts in the body and separate them from the body and soul to become an independent but capable of fusion.
A monk who has condensed one divine thought is in the early stage of distraction, who has condensed two divine thoughts is in the middle stage of distraction, and who has three divine thoughts is in the late stage of distraction. If he can cultivate four divine thoughts, he will become the great perfection of distraction.
In other words, in this realm, a total of four spiritual thoughts need to be condensed in order to break through distractions and enter the next realm.
However, there are no absolutes in the world. If he had not met Yang Guozhong, Yang Huang would definitely think that every monk only has four divine thoughts in his life, and what is recorded in "The Qi of Taishang Guiyuan Shenyi" is also the condensed four innate divine thoughts.
, divided and then merged, you can break through the realm.
This is obviously not the case. There should be no limit to the division of spiritual thoughts, or the scope of the limit is far beyond the number four.
After distraction, it is called integration.
The so-called fusion means to strengthen the four divided divine thoughts to the same level and then fuse them.
The four spiritual thoughts merge into one, which is the state of integration.
Generally speaking, a monk in the early stage of integration is equivalent to four powerful distractors. However, once the combined monks break through to the middle stage, it is difficult to use quantity to superimpose, because it is a qualitative change. Unless the number of distractions is too great
many.
Because each of the divine thoughts divided in the distraction state is equivalent to the strength of the main body. For example, if a person condenses two divine thoughts, then the strength of his two divine thoughts is equivalent to the concentration of four divine thoughts in the middle stage of distraction.
For monks who read, every divine thought can possess the power of distracting the Great Perfection.
As for, if someone separates the Bai Dao Qian Dao Divine Mind, there is no way to know the exact strength.
Yang Guozhong may be such a being, so he could easily defeat Sun Ailin in the late stage of the Consortium with just one divine thought at that time.
Another point is that the body of a monk in the realm of distraction is the sum of the strength of all his spiritual thoughts.
If a monk divides a thousand spiritual thoughts, then his actual strength is a thousand times that of the distraction period.
Yang Huang couldn't help but think that if Yang Guozhong really divided a thousand spiritual thoughts, it would be understandable that he could easily defeat Sun Ailin and Ying Bingbing.
"My son, come to Central City. I will teach you the method of distraction for my father!"
Just as Yang Huang was thinking, Yang Guozhong's voice suddenly sounded in his mind.
After hearing this voice, Yang Huang's eyes suddenly lit up. To be honest, he really wanted Yang Guozhong's distraction method!
The reason why he has been refining elixirs this month but not practicing or dividing his mind is mainly because he wanted to wait a little longer and wait for Yang Guozhong to teach him the method of dividing his mind.
In fact, the reason why he went to the ruins of the Immortal Mansion in the far west was also based on this consideration. Although he could not calculate what Yang Guozhong had done using Bagua calculations, he could vaguely calculate the impact of the remnant souls in the ruins of the Immortal Mansion on him.
Cultivation during the distraction period plays a huge role.
He quickly stopped all his movements. Chen Ruyue was not here now, but she would inevitably come over later, so Yang Huang used his spiritual thoughts to leave a few big characters in the air, asking Chen Ruyue to go directly to Central City to find him after she came over.
Or wait for him to come back.
But everything did not go so smoothly. Just when Yang Huang was about to go to the villa area in Central City, a discordant voice sounded.
"Hahaha! Yang Huang! Do you live here? Get out of here!!!"
This was a bohemian voice. Yang Huang released his spiritual thoughts and found a middle-aged man with a big belly lying at the door of the corpse hall holding a big gourd and smelling of alcohol. He was covered with stubble and wore a clip-on vest.
, now his chest is exposed, his lower body is wearing light yellow loose trousers, and his feet are bare.
This outfit is secondary, the main thing is the person's cultivation level.
Because nature has an absolute advantage over nurture, Yang Huang can clearly feel that this sloppy middle-aged man with a big belly has condensed three spiritual thoughts. He is a strong man in the late stage of distraction, and his aura is mixed with
A power that did not exist in life was obviously the gourd in his hand. Even Yang Huang could not tell the grade of the gourd, so it was obviously not a mortal thing.
With that gourd in hand, the strength of this pot-bellied middle-aged man can even rival those in the late stage of distraction.
However, Yang Huang also discovered that this person's life aura was a bit unstable and was about to expire. It was obvious that his longevity was about to run out.
In the state of distraction, the life span can basically reach 8,000 years, and some special ones can even reach 9,000 years.
"A loser who has been practicing for eight thousand years but can't even break through the realm of unity!" Yang Huang gave a definition to this middle-aged man with a big belly.
He left the room without hesitation and appeared directly at the door of the corpse hall.
This place is where he has fought the most people since his debut. The previous evolvers, as well as the hundred disciples of the One Yuan Dao Sect, all took the initiative to find this place to challenge him, and were eventually killed.
It can be said that Corpse Hall No. 8 has become a stronghold for him.
Yang Huang looked at the sloppy middle-aged man in front of him, smelling of alcohol, but there was some joy in his heart.
In fact, he knew that He Yiqiu would retaliate against him, and he calculated it using the Eight Diagrams. He Yiqiu released the news that he was an innate Taoist body and that after being refined into elixirs and eaten, he could live longer. These were all under his control.
middle.
Anyway, it is impossible for those monks who have exceeded the realm of distraction to come to him because of such news. He is really not afraid of monks who have reached the realm of distraction, and he actually needs distraction monks very much.
The distraction stage is different from other realms, because the spiritual thoughts separated by the monks in the distraction stage can be absorbed. Even the monks in the golden elixir realm can swallow the spiritual thoughts of the strong distractors as resources.
Refined within the body to improve cultivation.
"Who are you?" Yang Huang spoke first when facing this sloppy middle-aged man. While speaking, he did not forget to take out a cigarette from his pocket to smoke.
He likes smoking, because cigarettes can produce a strong piercing sensation, giving him an instant illusion of transcendence. This may be the same as drugs in peacetime, which numbs people's nerves and at the same time gives people a strong sense of satisfaction.
But ordinary cigarettes cannot satisfy him. Among his mustard talismans, there are a large number of cigarettes that Quan Xiaoyu helped him refine, enough for him to smoke for several years.
He also likes to wear a suit, because the suit allows him to clearly understand his status. He is a modern man, before and now. He wears a suit. Although he is incompatible with the monks wearing robes, this is him, a
People who are incompatible with the revised world.
His tall figure formed a sharp contrast with the slovenly middle-aged man.
"Oh...I should introduce myself. My name is Chen Mile, and I used to be a soldier! But that may have been traced back to more than 8,000 years ago." Chen Mile said with a swaying body and a big belly.
, he may be in this half-drunk and half-awake state every day.
"I think you should know why I'm looking for you, so take out your Dao Fruit. Losing one Dao Fruit won't have much impact on you anyway. I heard that the Dao Fruit of the Innate Dao Body is making breakthroughs in cultivation.
After the golden elixir, it can only be used as a nourishment for Tao Yuan." Chen Mitreya's eyes sometimes condensed and sometimes scattered, and he spoke calmly.
Yang Huang is not a real innate Taoist body. He has the innate true Qi because he practiced "The Qi of Taishang Guiyuan Shenyi". The Taoist Fruit is actually not important to him, but the Taoist Fruit has a very terrifying
function, so it is impossible for him to give it to unrelated people.
"I'm sorry, I keep the Dao Fruit and it's still useful. I can't give it to you." Yang Huang shook his head and said. In fact, his thinking was still in peacetime. For example, in that era, someone came to you for something.
Such a thing, you shook your head and refused.
Well, that person can only say with regret, "Well, I'll think of other ways." To answer you, but the world has changed now, and because of this change, many people think this is a
In a world where the jungle prevails, this kind of rules and behavior can be thrown aside.
Of course, this does not apply to middle-aged people who have lived for eight thousand years.
Eight thousand years ago, the Hengsheng Kingdom did not even have a feudal dynasty, only tribes. In that era, it was not easy to embark on the path of spiritual practice by chance, let alone achieve success in practice.
As a man living in modern times, Yang Huang is very aware of the differences between eight thousand years ago and today.
"Since you won't give it, then I have no choice but to rob it." The middle-aged man's expression did not change at all. This was what he expected. In those days when there were only tribes, in order to obtain resources, if the request was unsuccessful, then
The only option is to rob it.
The middle-aged man asked for it once, but Yang Huang refused, so he was ready to snatch it.
"If what happened here today were known to those geniuses in the world of cultivation, wouldn't it be unbelievable?" Yang Huang thought in his mind.
He uttered the word "ding" in his mouth, and the aggressive middle-aged man suddenly found that his body could not move. Not only that, his mind, his soul, and everything about him were imprisoned, although he knew this kind of imprisonment.
The time will definitely not be very long, but it depends on when it is.
At this time, even a moment of confinement is absolutely fatal.
A talisman appeared in Yang Huang's hand, and he easily placed it on the middle-aged man's forehead.
boom!
A large ball of flame burned throughout the middle-aged man's body.
Six Fire Mingwang Talisman!
After Yang Huang split a spiritual thought, he was able to refine the third-level peak talisman, and was only one step away from refining the fourth-level talisman.
In this world, the power of fourth-level talismans is terrifying, because even an extremely powerful person like Yang Tongxian can only refine fourth-level talismans.
The third-level peak talisman that Yang Huang refined at the distraction stage can completely suppress any monk in the early stage of the distraction state. However, the cultivation of this pot-bellied middle-aged man has already reached the late stage of distraction. When such a talisman is attached to his body
Above, his three divine thoughts were running wildly, and one of them directly resisted the Six Fire Ming Wang Talisman.
His spiritual thoughts were several times more terrifying than Yang Huang's, but they had been weakened a lot while being restrained by the immobilization technique, so the blue flames directly burned away his spiritual thoughts.
"ah!!!"
The middle-aged man with a big belly made a shrill cry like a slaughtered pig. A strong man in the realm of distraction can divide his spiritual thoughts, which means that each time a spiritual thought is divided, one more life will be gained. At this time, the middle-aged man with a big belly is obviously going to
A life is handed down here.
One of his spiritual thoughts was burned away, and he, who was already at the end of his life, suffered such a blow. Not only did his cultivation fall to the mid-distraction stage, but his vitality also became weaker, and he felt that it would dissipate at any time.
"I admit, I underestimated you. There are rumors from the outside that your cultivation is at the realm of Daoyuan, but if you can destroy one of my divine thoughts, your cultivation is at least at the realm of distraction." The expression of the middle-aged man with a big belly suddenly changed.
Get serious.
In fact, when he came here, he didn't take Yang Huang seriously. In his opinion, a junior in the Daoyuan realm could be wiped out with a flick of his finger. This was his biggest mistake.
After seeing Yang Huang's strength, the pot-bellied middle-aged man has realized that he has no way out. If he cannot kill Yang Huang and obtain the innate Dao Fruit, he will also die after leaving. The divine thought that was destroyed just now has already destroyed his body.