Chapter 926 Killing God and leaving the body


    "The God-Slaying Sword Out of Body..."


    Mo Hua was stunned for a moment, looked down at his palm, and held it lightly.


    Thinking that he might have the power to kill the golden elixir in his hand, Mo Hua was excited for a moment and his eyes became brighter and brighter.


    As long as the Divine Sword can leave the body, your "Divine Knowledge" will truly usher in an essential transformation.


    Not only in the world of divine thoughts, but also in reality, you can transform your strongest divine thoughts into the strongest killer moves by using virtual reality.


    In reality, carry out divine killing.


    "Try it..."


    …


    The next day, the disciples lived north of Taixu Sect.


    On a quiet hill.


    The plants and trees are lush, the mountains and forests are steep and beautiful, soaked in faint clouds and mist, quiet and peaceful.


    Mo Hua sat on the grass, closing her eyes to rest.


    There were no other figures around, only a big white dog, lying bored under the big tree and dozing.


    The sunlight passed through the woods, dyed the green mountains, shining on the ink painting.


    The faint clouds and mist around them also enveloped the ink painting.


    Ink painting holds breath and concentrates its mind and cultivates its nature, like a dead rock, without moving.


    I don’t know how long it took, but he opened his eyes, and there were three colors of black, white and gold flowing in his eyes, and the breath around him also changed.


    Mo Hua pointed at her forehead and drew out the sword intent from her eyes, and then her eyes were sharp and her **** were pointed forward.


    In the void, there seemed to be something, breaking through the air and pointing straight to a towering tree in front of you.


    The mountain wind suddenly blew, and the big trees opposite, with branches and leaves rustling, as if trembling.


    Time seems to be condensed at this moment...


    But after a while, the mountain wind stopped.


    Nothing happened.


    Without the divine mind, the sword is transformed out of the body, and without the sword intent, the big tree remains motionless and is safe and sound.


    Only ink paintings and pointing in front of them, maintaining the "sword" movement, and standing firmly in place.


    But... nothing happened.


    The big white dog not far away opened his mouth wide and yawned boredly.


    It''s tired of seeing it.


    Mo Hua could only put away his fingers and sighed helplessly.


    From morning to now, he has tried it for more than seven or eight times, but it is useless at all. The Sword of Sword of Sword can leave his body, but the more intelligent God-Slaying Sword can manifest itself in the sea of ??consciousness, but it cannot leave the sea of ??consciousness at all.


    If you cannot leave your body, you cannot kill.


    The big white dog in the distance moved its tail, licked its hair, lay down again, and dozed off.


    Mo Hua also sat cross-legged and began to think carefully.


    "What exactly is wrong? Is the method of leaving the body wrong, or is my spiritual consciousness not enough?"


    Mo Hua remembers that Elder Xun Zixian seemed to have told him that the process of advancement of ordinary monks’ divine thoughts:


    "A qi-refining cultivator can release his spiritual consciousness and perceive external objects;"


    "The foundation-building monk can control objects with spiritual consciousness;"


    "At the Golden Dan Realm, the power of the monks'' weapons and swords will also be higher."


    "Only by reaching the golden elixir, can we initially dabble in the method of leaving the soul out of our bodies. Only by becoming eternal can we truly master the out of our bodies..."


    There are very few monks who study the way of divine thoughts, and Elder Xun Zixian does not follow this path. He is just a formation master and his interests are so he has studied it more.


    His words are still very credible.


    "Only the golden elixir can be initially explored..."


    Mo Hua muttered.


    "But this should be for ordinary monks. When I used the Sword of Sword, I was actually leaving my soul."


    "That''s... Is there something wrong with my method of killing the God Sword to leave my body?"


    Ink painting was carefully considered again.


    The Sword of Killing Out of Body is more complicated than the Sword of Killing Out.


    The cultivation of the Jingshen Sword is to imprint the sword intent or evil energy diagram in the soul. When leaving the body, just use the eyes as the orifice to reveal the soul.


    The magic sword cannot be killed, its method is more profound and more difficult.


    You must first hold your breath and concentrate, accumulate spiritual thoughts, condense the magic sword in the sea of ??consciousness, and slash out this sword.


    Only then can you use your eyes as a medium to convey the sword out of your body.


    First “take out the sword” and then “take out the body”.


    It seems that there is only one step more, but it is more difficult than several times.


    The ideal situation is that the sword moves with the gods, and the gods come out with the eyes. When the divine thought moves, the sword of the slashes condenses, and when the eyes open, the divine thoughts turn into the sword and slash out.


    Start quickly, move quickly, and kill with "eyes", which is hard to defend.


    It’s really “I look at you and you’ll die.”


    But now I am still far from this realm, so I can only do it step by step slowly.


    “Step by step…”


    Mo Hua first closes her eyes, concentrates her attention, isolates the influence of external objects, and concentrates all her attention in the sea of ??consciousness.


    In the sea of ??consciousness, the incarnation of the divine thought of Mo Hua, opened her eyes, held her hands empty, and gathered on her head.


    The thick and pure divine thoughts, like a golden river, gathered into his hands and condensed into a giant sword of divine thoughts with dazzling light.


    Many swordsmanship are everywhere.


    Break the metal, open the mountain, Gui water, Li fire, and condense one by one in the sword form.


    The ancient Taixu sword intent appears.


    The Supreme Dao of Zhan love, who has cut off all the ruthlessness and selflessness, has also been integrated into it.


    Mo Hua held a giant sword in his hand, and the light was bright, as if it was like a **** and a demon on earth.


    If you kill the evil spirits, the skeletons in the divine mind, or even the evil fetus, you will be able to slash with one sword.


    But it doesn''t work if you leave your body.


    I tried Mo Hua many times before, but all failed. The sword was cut like this, and the power could only be limited to the sea of ??consciousness. I could not break through the boundaries of virtuality and reality, and could not leave my body, and appeared in the world.


    "The way to leave the body is wrong..."


    "No, or in other words, the way I cut out was wrong..."


    In the past few times, Mo Hua always thought about "out of body", and tried her best to cut off the "outside", but there was no distinction between "inside and outside" in his spiritual consciousness.


    I thought about slashing outward, but in the end, this sword remained in my own sea of ??consciousness.


    Existence and non-existence are mutually generated, and difficulty and ease are mutually formed.


    The inside and the outside are also relative.


    If you can''t slash out, then go inward. Is this sword slashing your own "soul"?


    No, it is not simply "killing", but using the soul as the interface to connect reality?


    The eyes are the window of the soul.


    That slashing towards the soul means transmitting the divine thoughts to the eyes, and using the eyes as a window to truly "out of the body"?


    Mo Hua guessed in her heart.


    He was a little confused, but he was struggling for a moment and decided to give it a try.


    Failure is the mother of success. The practice of any method is accompanied by multiple failures. Only by a lot of trial and error can the right path be found.


    Anyway, he has become accustomed to "killing himself".


    Taixu''s sword intent is about to kill me, Taishang Forgetfulness wants to kill human desires, and now he uses the God-Slaying Sword to kill himself, it seems nothing to do if he kills himself...


    Mo Hua thought and looked awe-inspiring, and began to reverse the giant sword and towards him.


    But this time the sword edge was reversed, and the majestic sword intent was facing him. Mo Hua instantly felt the oppression of being on the verge of life and death.


    It seems that if this sword goes down, he will die.


    Mo Hua was about to disperse the God-Slaying Sword, but the next moment, he stopped again.


    “Fear is just a redundant emotion.”


    "The Supreme One should also kill ''fear''."


    "The Sword of God-Slaying is the creation of my soul, my understanding of the Tao, my sword of divine thoughts, my sword cannot kill me."


    Mo Hua firmly determined his cognition, and for a moment his heart was as strong as gold and stone, indestructible. Even when facing the huge God-Slaying Sword that could kill the evil fetus, he was not afraid at all.


    "Catch!"


    Mo Hua shouted lightly.


    The huge sword of the God-Slaying Sword slashed down with a bang, like the sky falling, slashing towards Mo Hua himself.


    The ink painting has the same eyes as the old one, the heart is as iron as iron, and it is not afraid of happiness.


    As expected, the God-Slaying Sword did not actually slash him, but slashed into his soul the moment he touched him.


    In an instant, the mind of the spirit was distorted, and the reality and reality were alternating.


    The ink painting seemed to touch a layer of barriers between virtual and real, and felt the gap between virtual and real.


    The boundary between reality and reality is too profound, and he cannot see through it, nor can he break this gap.


    But where the fusion of reality and reality is himself and his sea of ??consciousness.


    He can use his body as a medium and his eyes as an orifice to convey his own "virtual" divine thoughts to the real world of "reality".


    Mo Hua touched his eyebrows with his fingers, communicating with the sword intent in the sea of ??consciousness.


    After a while, he suddenly opened his eyes.


    In his eyes, the sword light was extremely dazzling, filled with huge sword lights like the sky river. The sword paths such as broken gold, opened mountains, Gui water, and Lihuo were colorful and flowing in it.


    The intent of Taixu’s sword floats faintly.


    The Supreme One has cut off love, and there is no self or life.


    Mo Hua''s expression was cold, and the aura around her began to change.


    The big white dog who was dozing off the side suddenly jumped up in shock, widened his eyes and looked at the Mo Hua in disbelief.


    And the time has come, and spiritual enlightenment is suddenly born.


    The ink painting touches the forehead, and the sword of divine thought is moved to both eyes, and then the sharpness of the eyes blooms. The ink painting points forward, and the sword will cut the body out of the eyes, follow the direction pointed by the ink painting, breaking through the air, and moving forward.


    The big white dog was so shocked that his hair was blowing all over his body, and his tail was standing up.


    Then a wave of divine thoughts surged and changed... nothing happened.


    Despite its amazing momentum, despite its profound method, despite its strong and powerful spiritual consciousness, and its sword technique is extremely sharp, there was no movement after it was used.


    Or, he didn''t show it.


    Grass is still grass, no leaf fell.


    The tree is still a tree, leaving no scars.


    The flowers and plants around are also lush and lush and prosperous.


    Taibai Dog widened her eyes and was stunned for a long time. She found that it was just a false alarm. Her raised tail drooped again, and her fluffy body lay back on the ground.


    Mo Hua also sat on the grass, a little dejected.


    "Why still can''t?"


    "I have mastered the method of leaving the body, why can''t this sword be cut out?"


    Mo Hua was not convinced and wanted to practice again, but as soon as he got together, he felt dizzy and fell to the ground again.


    His sea of ??consciousness stinged, his eyes were covered with blood, and he was a little red and swollen.


    "I practice too much and I start to backfire..." ?????????????The Divine Sword is too powerful and has too strong spiritual consciousness. Forcibly using the "eyes" to leave the body, the load on the eyes is too great.


    "Can''t practice anymore, just slowly..."


    Mo Hua quickly sat up, meditated and restored his spiritual consciousness, and took some pills to nourish blood and qi, clear the mind and improve his eyes.


    After the recuperation was completed, the spiritual consciousness returned and the eyes were clearer, Mo Hua opened her eyes.


    "It''s still not possible."


    Ink painting pondered. But in a short period of time, he could no longer practice the Divine Sword and leave his body. And it''s almost time to eat, and it''s time to eat.


    "Go back first..."


    Mo Hua packed up and shouted "Big White Dog, I''m back", then got up and left. After walking a few steps, he turned around and saw that the Big White Dog was still lying on the ground.


    "Big White Dog?"


    The big white dog glanced at Mo Hua, ignored him, turned his head, and continued to doze off while lying down, looking a little angry.


    Mo Hua knew what it was angry about, sighed and explained, "I told you so many times, it was not something I was trying to steal food on purpose."


    "It''s not that I don''t take you with you if I eat good things..."


    "You can''t digest those things..."


    "It''s all some divine bones, which are not clean. If you eat them, it''s easy to have problems..."


    "Next time, I will bring you something delicious next time."


    The big white dog looked at the storage bag of Mo Hua.


    Mo Hua said: "That bone cannot be eaten, I keep it useful..."


    "Really, I won''t lie to you."


    "I will leave some for you next time I have something delicious..."


    …


    Mo Hua was so persuasive that the big white dog was relieved, and then nodded arrogantly, which was to let Mo Hua go.


    "Next time I encounter evil spirits, I will definitely bring you a few. You can bear it." Mo Hua promised, "You go to the kitchen hall with me now. I will give you some of them, just treat it as an apology."


    After receiving Mo Hua''s promise, the big white dog became happy, shook his tail, and followed Mo Hua happily.


    One man and one dog walked down the mountain road.


    Behind them, a sword mark appeared on the towering ancient tree that was "cut" by ink paintings with magical thoughts.


    It is said to be a sword mark, but it doesn’t look like it.


    There is no trace of sword cutting, but it is more like natural withering and withering.


    Just like, someone erased the "think" of trees growing near the sword marks.


    This scar will never grow, heal, and will never have vitality.


    This is a wound at the level of "divine thought".


    It is a trace of overflowing sword intent of the God-killing sword, leaving behind the divine thought sword injury.


    In the long years since then, this sword wound has remained on this ancient tree of Taixu Sect, and has never faded after storms.


    …


    Disciples live in the hall.


    Hudden Mo Hua was sitting at the table gnawing chicken legs.


    Next to him, the big white dog was lying on the table, covering a big elbow with his two front paws, and was happily gnawing.


    The disciples on the side are no longer surprised.


    Generally speaking, spiritual beasts are forbidden from entering the kitchen hall.


    But this dog is in charge, and the person who takes it is Mo Hua, so no one says much.


    Of course, they didn''t know that this big white dog was actually not a spirit beast, nor a dog.


    After a big meal, the last bit of grudge in the heart of the big white dog was gone, and it was considered to be reconciled with Mo Hua.


    The ink painting brought it to the book pavilion. Before leaving, the big white dog called out "Wang" at the ink painting.


    Mo Hua nodded and replied, "Okay, okay, I won''t forget it. I will definitely treat you to a good meal when I have time."


    The big white dog nodded with satisfaction.


    Saying the big white dog away, Mo Hua returned to his room, burned the fragrance of calming the gods, cooked Yunwu tea, sat on the futon and calmed down, thinking about the problem:


    "Why can''t you chop it out?"


    "I have mastered the magical thought method. The sword intent of the God-Slaying Sword has reached my eyes, but I still can''t leave my body and can''t cut it out. Could it be because I haven''t formed a pill yet?"


    Only with the divine consciousness knot can the Divine Sword be released?


    Ink painting is not sure, I want to take time to practice more, but taking the eyes as the key, it puts a huge load on the eyes. With his physical strength, he has no capital to try it many times.


    If you practice too much and blind your eyes, the problem will be big.


    Mo Hua pondered and said, "Forget it, let''s find a way to know the magic pill first."


    As long as the magic consciousness knot pill is used, you can not only cut the magic sword out of your body, but also learn the reverse spirit formation. Your own strength will also truly usher in a "transformation".


    But the current problem still needs to be solved. Two days later, it will be the day to encircle and suppress the Demon Sect.


    I can’t learn the reverse spirit formation, and the God-Slaying Sword cannot be released, and all attack methods cannot be used. Then, if you want to be second best, you can only find a way to "suffer your life".


    If you are really surprised at that time, you will be targeted by the Jindan devil, you will have a way to escape.


    It is hard to say whether the hidden technique can be concealed from the golden elixir. But he just learned a new body technique not long ago.


    Mo Hua thought about it and went to the Taoist Dharma Room to find Elder Yi.


    “Talking?”


    Elder Yi was stunned for a moment and looked at Mo Hua, "Are you with me?"


    "Yes!" Mo Hua nodded.


    Elder Yi didn’t know what to say.


    You, a foundation-building disciple, ask me, the Golden Elixir to discuss?


    If it were other disciples, he would definitely say he was out of time, but the request was Mo Hua, which Elder Yi could not refuse.


    On the other hand, he is willing to discuss with him, and in a sense, he really "looks upon" himself.


    "Forget it, just play with this treasure disciple of Taixu Sect..." Elder Yi thought to himself, and then asked:


    "How to discuss the method?"


    Mo Hua said, "I''ll run away, come and catch me to see if I can catch me."


    Elder Yi understood.


    This is to try to learn how to practice your body.


    He nodded and said, "Okay."


    Then Elder Yi found an empty Taoist room and said to Mo Hua: "Just here, the place is also big, so you can escape."


    Mo Hua looked around and nodded, "Okay."


    So the discussion began.


    Of course, it is essentially "splitting" and the atmosphere is not that tense.


    The two stood apart, ten feet apart, Elder Yi said, "It''s beginning."


    Mo Hua said: "Okay!"


    Before he finished speaking, Elder Yi''s figure disappeared.


    Mo Hua''s expression frightened. Before he could react, he found that his body had lightened and had been picked up.


    "Catched." Elder Yi said, carrying the ink painting.


    The ink painting looked a little dull.


    "this…"


    The body movements in the late stage of Jindan were too fast. Elder Yi was a spiritual practitioner and was very proficient in body movements. In a short period of time, the activate was extremely fast. When he was negligent, the figure flashed so fast that he didn''t give him any chance to react.


    The true elder of Taixu Sect is indeed amazing.


    Elder Yi is approachable on weekdays and looks like he is not visible, but he didn''t expect that when he really started, he was so powerful that he had no room for reaction.


    No wonder he was able to teach Taoism in the eight major sects, but it was indeed extraordinary...


    Of course, there is another reason.


    Mo Hua turned his head and looked at Elder Yi, "Elder, you are in the late stage of the Jindan stage, your cultivation is too high."


    Elder Yi was stunned, "It''s not my fault for high cultivation..."


    Mo Hua said: "Put down, the golden elixir is enough in the early stage."


    The strength of the later stage of the Jindan is still too high. His body skills are crushed and he cannot practice anything.


    Elder Yi sighed.


    What can he do?


    As a "schooler", it''s not that this little ancestor said whatever he said.


    "Okay, I''ll press on to the early stage of the Golden Pill."


    "Yes." Mo Hua nodded.


    Elder Yi put down the ink painting, the two stood up again, and with a sound of "start", Elder Yi''s figure disappeared again.


    But this time, the ink painting captured the trajectory of Elder Yi.


    In the late stage of the Jindan, he couldn''t react, but his cultivation level was less stressed to the early stage of the Jindan.


    In the spiritual perception of Mo Hua, Elder Yi''s figure took an extremely mysterious step, with his feet shrinking into a ruler. Every step he took was several feet, and when he advanced and retreated, he just stepped into the blind spot of the vision behind Mo Hua''s back.


    This pace is very exquisite and tricky, good at calculating, and very particular about timing.


    After a while, Elder Yi''s palm was poked out from the blind spot of Mo Hua''s vision, and just like before, he grabbed Mo Hua.


    But this time, Mo Hua was prepared for it. The moment he grabbed him with his palm, his figure flashed and he had already slipped back several steps.


    Elder Yi said lightly.


    “Something…”


    He continued to chase, his body was as indifferent as the wind, and his footwork was secretly matched with easy numbers, which was fast and mysterious, and it was difficult for people to notice.


    But in the next few rounds, Mo Hua avoided Elder Yi''s big hand at the critical moment and was not caught by him.


    Elder Yi nodded in his heart.


    "good…"


    No wonder I have confidence and have to practice my body skills with myself...


    Not only is his spiritual consciousness sharp, but his body skills are also superb. Judging from his ease, I don’t know how much hard work I have put in.


    The more we learn, the more distinct Elder Yi''s figure became in Mo Hua''s spiritual consciousness, the more obvious his attack moves became. Mo Hua''s more ease in hiding.


    Seeing the ink painting swimming around in the Taoist Dharma room like a fish, Elder Yi''s eyes condensed, and the space in his eyes showed the Eight Trigrams and Yi numbers, and his body skills also changed.


    But this change is only a slight change.


    Mo Hua didn''t have time to react, and he still avoided Elder Yi''s arrest according to his experience. However, just after taking a slant, he found that there was nothing around him, so Elder Yi did not take action to capture him.


    "not good!"


    Ink painting immediately realized that something was wrong, but it was too late.


    Elder Yi walked out of another dead corner. He was obviously not invisible, but he looked like he had disappeared.


    A pair of big hands grabbed Mo Hua''s shoulder.


    Elder Yi smiled slightly, but before long, his smile suddenly stopped.


    The ink painting he grabbed in his hand flashed with light and shadow, turning into water mist, and melted away in front of him...


    (This chapter ends)