The room was quiet, with sandalwood burning quietly in the dragon and phoenix copper bowls on the wooden table, and wisps of fragrance lingering around, adding to the tranquility and tranquility.
However, Kong Fei's expression was quite strange at this moment, his face was a little pale, and he was trembling slightly. If you look carefully, you can see that there are faint traces of white sweat on his wrinkled forehead.
After three full hours, Kong Fei slowly opened his eyes, with a rare hint of fear in his eyes. He grabbed the kettle on the wooden table and swallowed a few mouthfuls, stroking his mouth to calm down the emotions in his heart.
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The reason why Kong Fei looked like this in front of him was not because of anything else, but because he was frightened by the cultivation methods recorded in the "Yuanshi True Demon Sutra".
In the world of cultivating immortals, those who can reach the realm of Nascent Soul Monster are all amazingly talented people. Their talent, enlightenment, heart, and perseverance are all far beyond their peers. Only after experiencing various hardships and being protected by the great atmosphere can they earn a living.
Tianji. Perhaps because they have experienced too many things, these Yuanying old monsters are all cunning and cunning, with unpredictable thoughts and extraordinary methods.
One Yuanying old monster can independently support a medium-sized human gathering place. Today, when the realm of transforming gods has gradually become a legend, it is not an exaggeration to say that these Yuanying old monsters are standing at the pinnacle of the world of immortality.
According to the division of realms in the world of immortality, the fourth level of "Spirit Fusion" in the "Yuanshi True Demon Sutra" is roughly equivalent to the level of Yuanying Old Monster. Even if you want to reach this level through normal cultivation methods, it is extremely difficult, and even more so.
Needless to say, there is no need to mention the mysterious "Yuanshi Zhenmo Jing".
The cultivation method recorded in it made Kong Fei, a man with a firm mind who had experienced strong winds and waves, feel his heart skip a beat when he first saw it. If it weren't for the fact that this magic scripture was really weird and unpredictable, Kong Fei would have thought it was
What is recorded on it is simply the random fabrication of a crazy person.
After reaching the state of "Gathering God", you can use the phantom condensed by the "original spirit" to collect those invisible objects, such as the "murderous aura" collected by ancient sword cultivators, the "emotion" needed to refine the evil-killing magic sword, etc.
"Rong Ling" is related to these "emotions".
Joy, anger, sadness, fear, and evil are the seven most basic emotions that all living beings are born with.
Use the virtual body to collect the seven purest emotions in your heart, use these emotions as "seeds", use the original soul as the "soil", plant these collected emotions on the soul, and wait until the soul is completely absorbed by these emotions.
Once exhausted, these thoughts will turn into seven extremely pure "thoughts", and then merge into the virtual body transformed by the "original spirit".
However, as the original soul is gradually absorbed by Xu, the soul will become weaker and weaker, and even cannot be controlled, and can only live in the efforts of some cultivators.
Thoughts and phantoms merge into one, signifying that the state of "spiritual fusion" has been completely reached. After that, they gather and disperse invisible, turning into countless thoughts, invading other people's hearts, arousing various emotions in others, and all kinds of magical means are weird and unpredictable, making people unable to guard against them.
After reaching the peak of the "Spirit Fusion" realm, a natal magical power called "Inner Demon Seizing Dreams" will also be derived. The specifics are not yet known.
It’s no wonder that Kong Fei was frightened by this kind of cultivation method. If nothing else is said, just the fact that the cultivator’s original soul is used as “nutrition”, I’m afraid others will laugh at him if he mentions it.
Common sense in the world of cultivating immortals is that the original soul is the foundation of the cultivator, let alone
Being "nourished" and being absorbed and swallowed by other things, even if there is a little damage, it will cause extremely serious consequences, not to mention that the emotions will turn into thoughts later, the thoughts will merge into the shadow, and the shadow can turn into thoughts again and merge into the hearts of others.
, these sound like fairy tales, which are simply unheard of and even unimaginable.
In the house, Kong Fei pondered for a long time, and his old wrinkled face was even more wrinkled now. Finally, he shook his head gently, smiled bitterly, and temporarily gave up his plan to practice "Spirit Fusion".
At this moment, Kong Fei really had an impact on the "Yuanshi True Demon Sutra" in his mind. This Demon Sutra is not like a practice method that normal beings can compile, and it is even impossible for normal beings to think of the various practices recorded in it.
method.
After letting go of his thoughts, Kong Fei suddenly felt relieved. He pushed open the door and walked to the courtyard. Before he knew it, the day had passed quietly. At this moment, the moon was sparse and the faint moonlight was disturbed by the old sycamore trees in the courtyard.
It was in pieces, the moonlight was shining all over the ground, and walking in it gradually calmed down Kong Fei's originally restless heart.
Looking at the sky, Kong Fei's heart moved slightly. It seemed that he hadn't seen Jiang Ling'er for a long time.
Thinking of Jiang Ling'er, Kong Fei suddenly recalled in his mind a month ago, Jiang Ling'er's bold and explicit voice in the dream. When he just heard it, his mind was thrown into confusion. Now that he recalled it, he felt a little bit confused.
funny.
With this thought in mind, Kong Fei closed his eyes slightly, and a shadow emerged from between his eyebrows, speeding towards Lu Mo Peak where Jiang Ling'er was.
However, when he saw Jiang Ling'er's appearance at this moment, even Kong Fei's indifferent son did not feel any pity.
In front of Jiang Ling'er, her cheeks are sunken, her silk is withered and yellow, and her big glasses reveal endless sadness, sorrow, regret, uneasiness and other emotions. She is extremely thin and thin, and she is not as slim as a hibiscus a month ago.
Touching posture.
At this moment, Jiang Ling'er was lying quietly on the bed, her eyes dull. She seemed to hear the sound of the window being blown by the wind. She turned her head and looked around, then sighed long and murmured to herself, but the sound was too subtle.
The ghost figure could only vaguely hear the words "Senior Mo Nian".
It wasn't until two hours later, perhaps because he was extremely tired, that Jiang Ling'er fell asleep in a daze. Seeing this, the shadow flickered slightly, disappeared directly into the center of Jiang Ling'er's eyebrows, and disappeared without a trace.
The mountains are still the same as before, and the water is still the same water as before, but there are no more green shades, no more tinkling water, no more dancing birds and butterflies, and the whole world has become gray.
It's just that everything became completely different after the figure of Taoist Qingpao appeared.
"Mo...Brother Mo Nian, is it really you? Am I not dreaming? Brother Mo Nian, please don't leave me, wuwu..."
Seeing Qingpao Taoist, Jiang Ling'er's originally dull eyes widened instantly, with an extremely excited look on her face. Even her words seemed a little incoherent. Before Qingpao Taoist could react, Jiang Ling'er had already
He rushed over directly, lay in the Taoist's arms and cried non-stop, feeling extremely wronged.
Looking at Jiang Ling'er with pear blossoms and rain in front of him, there was no expression on the Qingpao Taoist's face. He just lowered his gaze and looked at his wrist. His pupils shrank slightly. What was originally just one "thread" was now densely packed with nearly several dozen.
As many as a hundred, wrapped around the hand
The wrist was wrapped around and around, like a pink bracelet. It was obvious that Jiang Ling'er had taken a deep root in him. Although it would not have any impact on him, Taoist Qingpao still frowned subconsciously.
"Brother Mo Nian, where have you been during this time? I thought you didn't want me anymore..."
After a while, Jiang Ling'er seemed tired from crying. She raised her little face, opened her big eyes, and asked with slightly trembling eyelashes, which was quite pitiful.
"I can only appear in your dreams, so why are you doing this? One day I will disappear. When you look like this, you will only be the one who suffers!"
Taoist Qingpao spoke slowly, with a hint of alienation and indifference in his tone.
Hearing this, Jiang Ling'er's face froze for a moment, and she subconsciously left the arms of Taoist Qingpao. She seemed to be lost in some kind of thinking, with a strange look in her eyes.
Until this moment, the Qingpao Taoist turned his eyes and looked towards Jiang Ling'er's heart. The next moment, a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes.
Hundreds of pink silk threads came out of Jiang Ling'er's heart, and were wrapped softly and weakly around her wrist. In addition to these threads, there were also several air masses of different colors lingering around the silk threads. From these air masses, Qingpao Taoist could
I can clearly feel a variety of different emotions, including joy, confusion, determination, and disappointment. As Jiang Ling'er's emotions fluctuate, these air masses may be larger or smaller, and they are constantly changing.
Taoist Qingpao silently explored, and one of the bright red air masses was the largest, and the purest meaning was revealed from it. Taoist Qingpao's mind was moved, and after a moment he sighed softly. He really couldn't bear to look at the opponent in front of him.
Start with the girl who gave birth to silk herself.
After a moment, Jiang Ling'er seemed to have thought of something, and a burst of endless joy suddenly appeared in her eyes, "I thought of it. Master Lu once told me that the higher the cultivation level, the stronger the ability.
Once you reach a certain level, you can make all the impossible things in the world possible. As long as I cultivate enough, I can make you like me and truly appear in this world, is that right?"
After saying that, he looked at himself expectantly.
Seeing this, Qingpao Taoist was a little amused, but he still nodded, "This statement is correct, but it may not be easy to cultivate to that level."
"No matter how difficult it is, I will definitely try my best to do it for you."
At this moment, the whole world exuded vitality, and a feeling of joy, persistence, hope, and hard work filled the world. Feeling this feeling, Taoist Qingpao showed a rare smile, "Haha, then you have to work hard!
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After saying this, the green-robed Taoist looked at his wrist again, his eyes flashed slightly, and suddenly he opened his mouth and blew out a stream of air. The breath lingered and turned into a three-foot green blade, which fell steadily into the Taoist's hand. He raised his sword as the Taoist raised his hand.
Falling, all the silk threads between the wrists fell apart.
Seeing this scene, Taoist Qingpao smiled slightly, but before the joy at the corner of his mouth widened, his expression froze again. The silk that had been cut off seemed to be reconnected by some inexplicable force and wrapped around his wrist again.
It's true that it is constantly being cut and the reasoning is still chaotic!
Since there was nothing to do, the Taoist didn't take it seriously, and finally left here. As time went by, when Jiang Ling'er gradually forgot about herself, these threads would naturally disappear, Taoist Qingpao thought in his mind.