Chapter 116 Just Quick


    Generally speaking, cultivators of the same great realm will not be so disparate that their opponents cannot lock in.


    But strictly speaking, ink painting is not an "ordinary" monk, at least his spiritual consciousness is not.


    If his spiritual consciousness has been growing so much, it is hard to say whether he can be locked by human spiritual consciousness...


    Old Puppet was silent and a slight ripples appeared in his heart.


    Mo Hua remembered another question and asked, "Grandpa Puppet, does every monk know how to lock his spiritual sense?"


    "no."


    Old Kuang came to his senses and said lightly: "Among the monks I have seen, 70% can''t do it, more than 20%, but it''s not considered proficient. Only less than 10% of monks can use it in a subtle way."


    Mo Hua said with some confusion: "This is not difficult, why don''t more than 70% of monks do not?"


    At least he didn''t think it was difficult to use it.


    Old Kuai looked at him silently and felt that Mo Hua was a little similar to Mr. Zhuang at this moment.


    Not all monks have such strong spiritual consciousness, and not all monks are good at using spiritual consciousness.


    Sure enough, "If you have a teacher, you have a disciple." The child Mo Hua was also a little bit damaged...


    Old Kuo sighed in his heart and said:


    "Seventy percent of monks cannot lock their spiritual consciousness, half because no one teaches them and cannot understand the method, and the other half because they cannot learn it even after learning it..."


    "The consciousness is nothing, like an antelope hanging on its horns, with no trace to be found. Therefore, it is neither easy to teach nor learn. It is difficult to understand by just saying words..."


    "Oh." Mo Hua nodded without understanding.


    "But," Mo Hua hesitated for a while and asked again, "Even if the magic can hit, the fireball technique is not very powerful, so there is no threat."


    Old Kuang did not answer, but asked back: "How much spiritual power can kill a monk?"


    Mo Hua felt a trembling heart and shook her head.


    He has never killed anyone, how can he know...


    Old Kuai said: "Some monks can kill people by relying on the spiritual power of ten Zhoutians, while some monks cannot kill people even if they have the spiritual power of one hundred Zhoutians."


    The spiritual power flows from the twelve serious meridians in a cycle, and it is a world of heaven. Regardless of age, size and weight, the spiritual power error of this week is not large.


    Therefore, monks often use the "number of cycles" to measure the amount of spiritual power.


    The more days there are, the more spiritual power there is, and the more powerful the spells they are activated.


    "Is it because monks have vital consequences?"


    Old Kui nodded and said, "Baihui, Shenting, Heart Meridian, Dantian and other parts are the key points of the monks. If you are hit by a spell without being prepared, you will either be seriously injured or die."


    Mo Hua said: "That is to say, if the hit is a vital point, even if the spell itself is not particularly powerful, it will cause greater damage. If the hit is an inconsistency part, even if the spell itself is powerful, it may not be fatal."


    "good."


    Mo Hua thought about it again and suddenly realized:


    "So the locking of spiritual consciousness is very important. Only when the spiritual consciousness is strong and the locking is accurate can the spells be more likely to hit the vital point. Is that true, Grandpa Puppet?"


    Puppet old nodded.


    Mo Hua was a little excited. In this case, even if his spiritual power was not strong, his magic would be very threatening.


    But Mr. Kuang poured a pot of cold water and said, "This is the reason, but it''s useless in actual combat."


    "Ah..." Mo Hua was stunned.


    "As long as you are not a fool, you know the key to protect it. If you aim at the key and hit it, even if you don''t hit it on the armored Taoist robe, you will be blocked by the monk with your hands or arms." said Old Kuang.


    Mo Hua was a little confused again, "Then what should I do."


    "You should know the vital points of monks. It is okay to attack occasionally, but the head-on battle is not worth relying on."


    Old Kuo said: "As a spiritual practitioner who is good at magic, the most important thing is to know how to use magic."


    “How to use it?”


    Old Puppet nodded and said, "The casting of spells takes time."


    I still don’t understand ink painting very well.


    Old Kui explained: "A monk needs to use spiritual power to perform magic. This time, from one breath to ten breaths..."


    "The higher the spell level, the more spiritual power is called, and the greater the power, the longer the casting time is. Some extremely powerful spells even take several hours to cast."


    "On the contrary, although the spell level is low and the spiritual power is less, the power is certainly small, the casting time is shorter..." Kuang Lao said slowly as he looked at Mo Hua.


    The eyes of the ink painting are slightly bright.


    "So when spiritual cultivation is used to fight the enemy, you either need to predict the enemy''s planes to cast spells in advance, and use powerful spells to kill the enemy with one blow! Or..."


    Old Pu’s eyes narrowed and said, “I will take the initiative and suppress it with simple but sharp spells, so that the enemy will not have a chance to breathe…”


    Ink painting suddenly opened.


    Since my spiritual roots are low and my spiritual power is weak, I cannot learn high-quality magic that is powerful but consumes a lot of spiritual power.


    Then you can only find a different way. Learning fireball techniques is not very powerful, but you can take action quickly and use quickly to seize the opportunity.


    However, there is still a problem.


    "Can a spell with less powerful be suppressed?" Mo Hua asked.


    "If you practice physically and stop your moves, and if you practice spiritually, stop your spells, the opponent cannot attack, so you will naturally be suppressed."


    Old Kuai said again: "Physical cultivation is also a human being. If you hit your spell, you will naturally suffer from injuries and pain. If you are not a strong-willed person, your offensive will inevitably be cut off..."


    "If you encounter someone who exchanges injuries for injuries and fights for life, you can aim at their joints or vital points, so that when he fights with you, he will also think more. Once he thinks about it, he will not dare to fight for his life..."


    …


    Mo Hua never thought that there were so many ways to use magic, and it was like a sudden enlightenment. His eyes were full of admiration when he looked at Mr. Kuang.


    Puppet old man looked calm, but when he was looked at Mo Hua''s eyes, Gu Jing Wubo couldn''t help feeling a little comfortable in his heart.


    Mr. Xindaozhuang said it well, teaching his disciples is a good pastime.


    "Do you understand?"


    Ink painting nodded repeatedly.


    Old Puppet again:


    "Although there are many magical magic in the world, the principles are roughly the same. Any magic has disadvantages, and at the same time, any magic has advantages. What monks need to do is to play to their strengths and avoid their weaknesses and give full play to their own advantages."


    "In other words, any spell has advantages, but at the same time there must be disadvantages. What you need to do is to see its disadvantages and use its flaws to break its spells."


    "The Tao has many different methods, each with its strengths and weaknesses. The wonderful use lies in one mind."


    …


    The old man who is usually silent and taciturn, talks about magic but keeps waves, and every word is gem.


    "You can''t use these principles yet, but practicing Taoism is long and may be useful in the future." Old Pu''er said.


    Mo Hua listened carefully, remembered every word in his heart, and then saluted to Mr. Puppet:


    "Thank you, Grandpa Kui, for your advice, I remember the ink painting!"


    Old Puppet nodded.


    Mo Hua carefully recalled what Mr. Kuang said, and then thought of a realistic question.


    He only knows one fireball technique now.


    The things that Mr. Kuai said to "take the initiative, suppress the spell, play the strengths and avoid weaknesses, and break the enemy''s spells" seem to be a little far away.


    After all, he only knows one fireball technique...


    "Then what should I do now?" Mo Hua scratched his head again.


    “Practice fireball.”


    Mr. Kuai gave a simple and unpretentious answer.


    “When will you practice?”


    "Practice all the time, the more accurate you practice, the better, the faster you get."


    Old Kuo looked at the ink painting with deep eyes, "You only need to remember one sentence..."


    "The magic of the world is only fast and not broken!"


    (This chapter ends)