Chapter 115 The Spiritual Knowledge


    “What’s the point of teaching fireball?…”


    The ink painting, who had spent four or five days practicing the fireball technique, was stunned.


    He thought he had learned almost everything, but Mr. Kuang said this to him that he had actually learned nothing...


    "Grandpa Puppet, then what other spell do you teach me?"


    Ink painting is a little looking forward to it.


    "No need to teach magic, fireball skills are enough." Old Puppet said.


    Ink painting was completely confused, "Then what are you teaching me?"


    Mr. Kuai did not answer, but asked:


    "What is the first key point in the use of spells?"


    "Learn magic first?" Mo Hua tried.


    "This is the foundation, not the point. The first point is that you want to hit the enemy. No matter how powerful the magic is, it is useless if you can''t hit the enemy. It''s useless to learn it." Old Puppet said.


    Mo Hua suddenly realized it, but she felt that this was a bit nonsense.


    "If the spell wants to hit someone, what do you rely on?" said Puppet again.


    "Spiritual consciousness." Mo Hua replied.


    “Why?”


    Ink paintings made a brief thought and said:


    "The luck of spells depends on spiritual consciousness, and casting depends on spiritual consciousness. After casting, the trajectory of spells is also controlled by spiritual consciousness. Therefore, if the spells want to hit people, they also rely on spiritual consciousness."


    Old Kuang nodded, "The world in spiritual consciousness is different from the world seen by the naked eye. You know that."


    Mo Hua nodded.


    The world seen by the naked eye has clear outlines and colorful and delicate colors.


    When the monk''s spiritual consciousness is released, what he perceives is a piece of white. The things in the white will eliminate the specific outline and only the state of spiritual power is left.


    In other words, the world in the monk''s spiritual consciousness is like a colorful graffiti of spiritual power on white paper.


    What the spiritual consciousness sees is not the specific appearance of things, but the more essential state of spiritual power of things.


    Old Kuang continued: "The magic requires the traction of the spiritual consciousness. If you want to hit it, the spiritual consciousness needs to ''see'' it first."


    "That Puppet Grandpa, can''t you see with your eyes?" Mo Hua asked.


    "The eyes are too easy to be deceived. The monk only uses his eyes to see it, which is very stupid."


    Mo Hua nodded.


    As soon as the old man picked it up, a long and green bamboo leaf fell between his fingers.


    "You use fireball techniques to hit this bamboo leaf from three meters away."


    Mo Hua was worried that the fireball technique would hurt Mr. Puppet, but after estimating the difference in cultivation between the two sides, he didn''t say it sensibly.


    His fireball technique is probably not enough to warm the Puppet old hand...


    The ink painting retreated three feet away, let go of his spiritual consciousness, and the world in the spiritual consciousness was white, and the bamboo leaf floated in the air, presenting a faint blue-green afterimage of spiritual power.


    But in this empty and white world, there is no trace of Pu Lao.


    Mo Hua knew that this was the reason why the difference in spiritual consciousness between the two sides was too big.


    Those with weak spiritual consciousness cannot see cultivators with powerful spiritual consciousness.


    "Grandpa Puppet, I''m here."


    After Mo Hua finished speaking, he activated the fireball technique and flew towards the afterimage of the spiritual power of the bamboo leaves in his spiritual consciousness.


    The fireball technique hit the bamboo leaves, burning the emerald green bamboo leaves to ashes, but the old Puppet who held the bamboo leaves was unharmed.


    Old Puppet flipped his finger and grabbed another bamboo leaf.


    This time he let go of his fingers, and the bamboo leaves between his fingers slowly floated up and flew in the air with the wind.


    "You use fireball to hit this again."


    Mo Hua was in trouble, but he still held his breath and focused, and used his spiritual sense to follow the trajectory of the bamboo leaf, and then cast the fireball technique.


    The fireball technique flew into the air and passed by the bamboo leaf, but did not hit it.


    "Do you know why you didn''t hit it?"


    Mo Hua scratched her head, "The bamboo leaves fly too fast?"


    The old man Kuang waved his hand and a strong wind blew up in a small inch. The strong wind wrapped several bamboo leaves and flew rapidly in the air.


    Old Kuo flicked his fingers gently, and a little spark flew out of his fingertips, and then flew upwards, chasing the bamboo leaves in the air.


    No matter how the bamboo leaves fly, they are eventually caught up by Mars, piercing through them one by one and turning into ashes.


    Ink painting was stunned. "This is the first point I teach you," Mr. Kuang looked at the ink painting and said slowly:


    "The consciousness is locked."


    "Divine consciousness locked..."


    Mo Hua murmured, although she didn''t know what it was, she was shocked inexplicably.


    "The so-called spiritual sense locking means using spiritual sense to lock the enemy, so no matter how he avoids, he will never escape the tracking of magic." Old Puppet said.


    "When the spiritual consciousness is locked, will it definitely hit it?" Mo Hua asked.


    "Unless the opponent''s body movement is too fast, faster than your spell, or resist it with other spells or spiritual weapons, you can''t escape."


    "Oh." Mo Hua asked a little excitedly, "Then how can I lock it with my spiritual sense?"


    "Release the spiritual consciousness and see the other party''s spiritual power. If the spiritual consciousness is attached to it, you can lock its position."


    Mr. Kuai said concisely, and then said:


    "It sounds complicated, you will understand after doing it a few times."


    After saying that, Mr. Kuang picked up another bamboo leaf with his fingers, "You can try locking it."


    Mo Hua nodded, and according to what Mr. Kuang said, he released his spiritual consciousness and used his spiritual consciousness to see Zhuye''s spiritual power state. Then he naturally felt "insight and locked".


    Just like drawing a formation, as long as you understand the formation pattern, the entire formation will be printed in your mind.


    Ink painting locks the bamboo leaves with spiritual consciousness.


    Old Kuo looked at the ink painting and his eyes narrowed.


    Learning so fast...


    "Is it because his spiritual sense is too strong?" Old Kuang said silently in his heart.


    After a moment of silence, the old Puppet loosened his fingers and the bamboo leaves flew into the air.


    The ink painting closed its eyes and pointed to luck. A light red fireball condensed between its fingers and flew into the air with its thoughts. After drawing an arc, it hit the flying bamboo leaves and burned them to ashes.


    Mo Hua opened her eyes and smiled happily.


    Old Puppet nodded, "I''ve learned well."


    “Grandpa Puppet you taught well!”


    Pu Lao doesn’t agree.


    Mo Hua thought about it and asked again, "What should I do if my spiritual sense cannot lock the other party?"


    "The best way," Kuang Lao looked at Mo Hua and said, "It''s to run."


    Mo Hua was stunned and then understood again.


    If the spiritual consciousness cannot be locked, it means that the other party''s spiritual consciousness is far stronger than you, and naturally his cultivation is far better than you. If he doesn''t run away, he will wait for death, and taking action is equivalent to seeking death.


    "If you really can''t run, or you can''t run away, you can only look at it with your eyes or feel confused." said Mr. Puppet.


    It''s just left it to fate...


    Mo Hua thought silently.


    "Then how can I not be locked by my opponent with my spiritual sense?" Mo Hua asked again.


    "If your spiritual sense is stronger than your opponent, it will not be easy for him to lock you. If your spiritual sense is far stronger than your opponent, he will not be able to lock you."


    I thought about it for a while and then I understood.


    The stronger your spiritual sense, the more difficult it will be to perceive you by the other party''s spiritual sense, and naturally the harder it will be to lock you.


    Your spiritual sense is so strong that the other party cannot sense it, so the other party will naturally be unable to lock you.


    "There are also skills in the use of spiritual consciousness in the fight, but this cannot be taught. In the future, when you fight with monks, you will slowly understand it yourself." said Mr. Kuang.


    "Can''t you teach at all?" Mo Hua asked.


    Mr. Kuai explained: "Divine consciousness is different from spiritual power. There are traces of spiritual power, but spiritual consciousness is illusory. Cultivators can use meridians and acupoints to locate spiritual power, but they cannot use anything to define spiritual consciousness."


    "Therefore, the usage of the spiritual consciousness can only be achieved by your own experience and understanding. You don''t understand it even if I say it. Even if you understand, you may not necessarily use it..."


    Mo Hua nodded and carefully wrote down everything Kuang Lao said.


    Although I don’t understand it very much now, I will definitely be able to use it in the future.


    Old Kui continued, "But you don''t have to pay too much attention. Generally speaking, the gap between spiritual consciousness of the cultivator of the same great realm cannot be too big to make the opponent unable to lock it..."


    Mr. Kuang stopped when he said this, and looked at the ink painting, his eyes slightly condensed.


    Generally speaking, that''s it...


    (This chapter ends)