The boat passed by like this day by day, calm and undisturbed, like flowing water.
Since the last communication with Old Demon Lu Kun, Kong Fei has thought about the so-called "original spirit" more than once, but he has no concept in his mind, and there are no records in various classics and rumors. This kind of thing seems to be fabricated out of thin air.
The concept made Kong Fei feel like a dog biting a hedgehog. He wanted to study it thoroughly, but he didn't know where to start.
However, as Kong Fei studied the "Yuan Shi Zhen Demon Sutra" more and more deeply, he gradually discovered that this so-called "original spirit" seemed to have some inexplicable connection with the realm of "Gathering Gods". The "spirit" was peeled off from the consciousness to
"Spirit" is the basis, and it condenses into a body to achieve the purpose of appearing in other people's dreams and controlling dreams. The so-called "spirit" here seems to refer to the "original spirit", but the name is different.
Of course, whether the speculation is true or false, Kong Fei, who has not yet "concentrated his concentration" at this moment, has no way of knowing.
The scenery of Moyun Mountain is beautiful. Under the cover of the formation, all wind and rain from the outside world are blocked. The green shade is rolling all year round. The top of the mountain can be seen in the distance, giving people a sense of relaxation and joy. Although this place belongs to the devil, it is not as familiar as in the past.
The demonic aura is so strong that it can be said to be quite unusual.
Outside the formation, it was the deep winter season again, and snowflakes were falling and flying.
In the courtyard, Kong Fei quietly looked at the goose feathers in the sky, like a sculpture, seemingly lost in some kind of meditation.
Cold and heat alternate, and the moon rotates. This is the sixth time Kong Fei has seen the snow scene of Moyun Mountain.
In total, it has been five years since he came to Moyun Mountain. Over the years, because the "Yuanshi True Demon Sutra" has never made any progress, Kong Fei had to shift the focus of his cultivation to the "Three Void Soul Condensation Technique".
Due to the special nature of the soul and Kong Fei's large amount of energy and time, the "Three Void Soul Condensation Technique" progressed very quickly. At this time, the soul had already been extremely solidified. In terms of the strength of the soul in a single round, Kong Fei was no longer as strong as those golden elixirs.
The ancestors in the mid-term are worse, and even many ancestors with limited strength in the late-stage Jindan are still suppressed by Kong Fei.
It is worth mentioning that Jiang Ling'er's talent and enlightenment are truly astonishing. Ever since Jiang Ling'er fell into a demonic obstacle five years ago and was reminded by Kong Fei, he has slowed down his cultivation speed and practiced steadily.
However, even so, he was still far behind the children of his generation. In just over a year, he had reached the seventh level of Qi Refining, and was noticed by the old demon Lu Kun, who personally accepted him as his disciple.
Regarding his grandson Lu Ming's dissatisfaction, Old Demon Lu Kun seemed to have given up on trying to save him. Since he accepted Jiang Ling'er, he has focused entirely on his disciple, personally passing down the cultivation techniques, and even
Three years ago, I personally went out to a human race gathering place and exchanged three foundation-building pills for Jiang Ling'er, who was about to build a foundation.
Jiang Ling'er was very successful. It only took half a year to successfully build the foundation in one fell swoop. At the age of eleven or twelve, he became a veritable foundation-building cultivator. Old Demon Lu Kun was so happy that he even gave many gifts to his disciple.
The spirit soldier even refined a treasure with his own hands and asked Jiang Ling'er to carry it with him as a life-saving device.
However, the demon giant who spent all his thoughts on Jiang Ling'er did not appear. Since returning from his last trip, Jiang Ling'er's mood has changed significantly. Although on the surface it looks the same as usual,
However, Kong Fei, who was always paying attention to Jiang Ling'er, still noticed a hint of coldness from the occasional coldness in the latter's eyes.
Something is wrong.
But now Jiang Ling'er lives with the old demon Lu Kun on Lu Mo Peak, which is close to the demon peak. Ping spends all his energy on cultivation and rarely leaves. Although Kong Fei wanted to investigate, he never had the chance.
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At this moment, in the courtyard, Kong Fei quietly closed his eyes and remained motionless. Between his eyebrows, the majestic power of spiritual thoughts swarmed out and swarmed out of Moyun Mountain.
The formation of Moyun Mountain is quite strange. The power of spiritual thoughts is projected from the inside to the outside without any hindrance. However, if outsiders want to explore the inner scene, they will be counterattacked by the formation.
As the power of Kong Fei's spiritual thoughts spread into the void, the whole person seemed to turn into thousands and thousands of people at this moment. With the flying snow flying all over the sky, it gathered and dispersed, giving people an unpredictable feeling.
In his mind, the word "Ben" kept flashing, and what Zhao Chengyun said back then came back over and over again) In his consciousness, Kong Fei, who was looking at the flying snow in the sky and blending into the void, suddenly felt a sense of enlightenment.
"The essence remains unchanged, gathering and dispersing are invisible!"
The eight characters seemed to come naturally, appearing naturally in Kong Fei's sea of consciousness.
"Buzz..."
Kong Fei, who was originally motionless in the courtyard, seemed to have turned into a puppet, sitting cross-legged and making strange seals with his hands, faster and faster.
In the sea of consciousness, the extremely solidified soul gathered into its own body, sitting cross-legged, doing exactly the same movements as Kong Fei in the outside world. At the same time, the sutras of the "Yuanshi True Demon Sutra" suddenly appeared in his mind.
At this moment, Kong Fei's entire soul seemed to become a little illusory. This feeling was like a layer of firelight covering his face, misty and misty, and quite a bit like the invisible Tao.
In the Zi Mansion, except for Kong Fei who was transformed into a soul body and kept repeating extremely complicated seals, I don’t know when a vague shadow gradually appeared in front of Kong Fei. This shadow was extremely strange.
The eyes are completely unable to see, and even when the mind sweeps across it, there is nothing in front of it, and it can only be sensed by instinct.
As time goes by, the face of this phantom becomes clearer and clearer. On the contrary, the flame-like fluctuations that were originally between the phantom and the soul body gradually weakened. When the fluctuations completely disappeared, the person in front of them
The phantom has completely taken shape.
After another incense stick, Kong Fei's soul body stopped moving in the sea of consciousness and slowly opened his eyes. After a moment, a smile suddenly flashed at the corner of his mouth. Although there was nothing in front of him, Kong Fei could still feel
To the existence of phantom, this feeling is illusory and misty, but it really exists.
Kong Fei's heart moved slightly, and a little green light suddenly flashed in his soul's eyes. The next moment, a shadow that was originally elusive regardless of his eyesight suddenly appeared in front of him.
Lightly covered with green gauze, invisible and formless!
This phantom does not look like Kong Fei as old as Kong Fei, but looks just like Kong Laosan.
Kong Fei slowly swept across the shadow, and the shadow also looked towards Kong Fei. They looked at each other and suddenly smiled.
The next moment, the green light in Kong Fei's eyes disappeared without a trace, and the sea of consciousness was empty again except for himself.
In the courtyard, Kong Fei, who had his eyes closed, slowly opened his eyes, with a hint of joy in his eyes, and kept chanting, "The essence is unshakable, gathering and dispersing are invisible!" With eight big characters, he looked at the sky, feeling heavy.
The clouds covered the last trace of bright color in the sky, and with a thought, a line of
The elusive shadow separated from the body and flew towards the Lumo Peak, which was not far away.
"Is this the original spirit? It is indeed very mysterious."
Xuying smiled softly and looked up and down. Like a ray of breeze, in just a moment, he had reached the top of Deer Demon Peak.
Lu Mo Peak is the closest mountain peak to the Demon Peak. It is also one of the two guardians of demons. It is where the old demon Lu Kun lives. In addition to the slightly luxurious "Lu Kun Lao Mo Ping" on the entire Lu Mo Peak,
Outside the "Deer Demon", there are only a few scattered pavilions not far away.
It was already approaching evening, the lights were brightly lit in the Deer Demon Palace, and there was no one else in the entire empty place except Old Demon Lu Kun and Jiang Ling'er.
We haven't seen each other for five years. The **-year-old girl has now grown into a 14- or 15-year-old girl. She is graceful and outstanding, especially her watery eyes, which give people the feeling of a lotus.
Unaffected by the restraint at all, the phantom came directly to the center. At this moment, the old demon Lu Kun who was patiently and meticulously explaining the key points of the technique to Jiang Ling'er seemed to have subconsciously sensed it and looked towards the main entrance.
, but no matter how the old devil probed, except for the two people in Dazhong, there was not even a ghost.
After looking around inside and outside, Lu Kun shook his head secretly. It seemed that he was really angry at his incompetent grandson recently.
"Okay, that's it for today. You can go back and rest, but remember that combining work with rest is not a good idea. I shouldn't need to teach you any more!"
"Disciple understands!"
Jiang Ling'er said goodbye and walked out of the building. The shadow glanced in the direction of Old Demon Lu Kun and left with Jiang Ling'er.
"Spirit" is not a soul body or spiritual consciousness, but a kind of "subconscious mind". Unless it is also sensed by "spirit", it cannot be detected anyway. Of course, the various methods in the world of immortality are weird and unpredictable, and they cannot be completely
It denies that there are any special means that can detect the existence of this "spirit".
Since the "spirit" is intangible and has no quality, it will naturally not be harmed by "tangible" means. Whether it is the various magical powers condensed by the aura of heaven and earth, or the various secret techniques generated by the power of divine thoughts, it will not harm the "spirit".
There is no impact at all. Of course, the reverse is also true. "Spirit" will not have any impact on living beings and souls, but it can affect the consciousness of cultivators.
Although the "spirit" has all kinds of incredible magic, it is also subject to many restrictions. For example, the power of thunder from Zhiyang Zhigang has a great restraint effect on the "spirit"; some cultivators with powerful souls, "
"Spirit" fills the soul, which is equivalent to a layer of protection, which can also isolate the prying eyes of the "spirit" from the outside world; there are also some people who are extremely pure in mind, or those who are extremely evil and become demons after being killed, can also be able to protect themselves to a certain extent.
Resist the invasion of "spirit".
As Jiang Ling'er returned to his residence, he saw that he was still immersed in cultivation. Xuying looked around boredly. The room was not big and looked a bit plain. Apart from tables, chairs and some common supplies, there was nothing else.
After observing for a while, Xuying shook his head in boredom. When the moon reached the zenith, Jiang Ling'er finally stopped practicing and slowly fell into a deep sleep.
Seeing this, the shadow did not hesitate, and instantly turned into a wisp of nothingness, entering Jiang Ling'er's dream.