Chapter 975 A strange phenomenon


    In the sea of ??consciousness, under the Taoist monument.


    Mo Hua meditated intently, calmed her mind, and waited for the Taoist heart to be like a mirror, neither sad nor happy, not shocked, and without leakage, then he reached out to hold the third-grade divine marrow that was filled with golden light, swallowed it in one mouthful, and refined it in an instant.


    The third-grade magic marrow seems to be only one wisp, but it is extremely pure.


    A very pure spiritual thought instantly filled the whole body.


    The medulla of pure gold is integrated into the limbs and bones of the incarnation of the spiritual consciousness of the ink painting, and it repairs the divine essence he lost in the battle of Gushan Evil Fetus.


    The unconscious innate laws that are born with the heaven and earth, blended into the way of the gods, are also gradually integrating into the origin of ink painting.


    Just like, it is repairing a "innate incomplete" god.


    It is also like making a "god" who is not a **** complete the transformation of its essence.


    The mind of ink painting is clear and the divine nature is gradually perfected, and the incarnation of divine thoughts is also nourished little by little by little by little by little by little by little, and is complemented step by step.


    The bottleneck of spiritual consciousness that had hindered him for a long time also began to loosen.


    The laws of the law of heaven have no suppression.


    It seems that the way of heaven in the dark allows him to break through the realm.


    In a trance, Mo Hua understood.


    Why, I was obviously only a little short of it before, but no matter how I temper my sea of ??consciousness or swallow my spiritual consciousness, I could not break through the twenty lines.


    That''s because strictly speaking, his current divine consciousness is already close to the existence of "demigod".


    All things in the world, development and evolution, follow the way of heaven.


    Man and God, the evolution of "Tao" is different.


    His body is still human.


    But his divine thoughts have become alienated from the category of ordinary "human".


    The requirements of the way of heaven for him are naturally different from those of ordinary "people".


    Ordinary monks practice formations every day, temper their sea of ??consciousness, and then swallow so much thought power, they must have reached twenty lines long ago.


    But he is different.


    It is necessary to swallow the third-grade divine marrow, nourish the spiritual consciousness, fill the divine nature, and make your divine thoughts go further at the level of "quality" and even reach the standards of "god".


    In this way, the way of heaven will allow him to break through the realm.


    After understanding, Mo Hua was a little unhappy.


    I am obviously a human being, but I have broken through the realm of spiritual consciousness, but I have made it so strict.


    The way of heaven is clearly discriminating against “racially”.


    However, he, a young foundation-building monk, could not find the reason with the heaven.


    He could only follow the established laws of heaven and earth and let his spiritual consciousness evolve step by step.


    Ink painting is hard to say what will eventually become.


    But since you are following the framework of "gods", you won''t be much weaker.


    Mo Hua calmed down and continued to refine the divine marrow, digested it little by little, and turned all the divine thoughts, laws, Taoism, divinity, etc. contained in the divine marrow into nutrients to nourish and strengthen his spiritual consciousness.


    His spiritual sense is growing little by little.


    The origin of his divine thoughts is also undergoing the tempering of the laws of Taoism, refining impurities, and becoming more pure.


    The original color is also infinitely close to "pure gold" in this "hardening of muscles and marrow".


    No gold is pure, no one is perfect.


    The spiritual idea of ??ink painting is being tempered, and it is gradually evolving towards "pure gold".


    This process is extremely slow.


    The more you reach the end, the worse the slightest, the slower the "tempering" speed.


    But ink painting is not in a hurry.


    The way of heaven is always there.


    The melon will naturally fall when it ripens, and the water will naturally come naturally.


    Understand the way of heaven, let it go, and achieve it if it is done, and there is no need to rush to achieve it.


    Adhering to this natural mentality, Mohua has a peaceful state of mind and a clear mind, and it just happened to take advantage of this opportunity to experience this change in the spiritual consciousness.


    Enjoy the divine thoughts of gods, and complete the evolution of Taoism after tempering.


    This is a gifted god, so there is no need to learn and understand.


    But ink painting is essentially not a god.


    These things that are inherently possessed by gods are natural to the gods, but are completely unfamiliar to ink paintings.


    So, he is watching, learning, thinking, and understanding.


    Understanding these laws.


    Thinking about the essence of the law of God.


    This is also something that only people can do.


    In this understanding, ink painting’s understanding of “Taohua” has been further deepened.


    Some divine laws were turned into nutrients and integrated into his subconscious mind. Unconsciously, the last wisp of "impurity" in his divine mind was also completely refined and turned into flawless gold.


    At this point, the spiritual thoughts of ink paintings are pure gold, pure and flawless, dazzling.


    The bottleneck was completely crushed and disappeared without a trace.


    The golden "god" road fell from the sky, paved on the fate of ink painting, and intersected with his "human" road.


    Shinto and humanity blend in harmony.


    The divine thought of ink painting finally reached twenty lines.


    Twenty lines, the magic consciousness knot pill!


    At that moment, the world changed.


    A golden light of divine thought soared into the sky, like a long rainbow running through the sun, and the daylight was dawn, illuminating the entire night sky of Taixu Mountain.


    Then the golden light spreads around, scattering leaves, manifesting itself into a pure golden tree of divine power that is filled with golden light and the law flows.


    On this tree of divine power, what blooms are not branches and leaves, but formation patterns!


    The tree of divine power is connected to the sky and earth, the golden flower is shining with the pivot of the formation.


    The laws of the great way flow in between.


    The golden light spreads, thousands of formations and thousands of magic, just like thousands of pear blossoms blooming, covering the sky and the earth, covering the entire Taixu Mountain.


    But this amazing picture is a scene in the divine mind.


    Most foundation-building disciples cannot see it at all.


    They are still immersed in their dreams, and occasionally they look up at the sky, but what they see is still the quiet Taixu Mountain, the cool moonlight, the deep mountain courtyard, and a quiet night.


    Elder Jindan, he could feel a faint palpitation.


    But when they looked up at the sky, they could only faintly see a trace of light that was there and there was nowhere to be known.


    Only monks in the Feather Realm can see some signs of divine thoughts.


    When I saw a wisp of dazzling golden light, I saw some of them, which looked like both "branches" and "array patterns".


    In the small academy, the head of Taixu who was studying at night on the candle was frowning at this time, looking outside the sky, looking confused.


    "What is this?"


    “Visions?”


    “It doesn’t look like…small…”


    "How did it appear in my Taixu Sect? Who made it..."


    The head of Taixu frowned.


    Outside the small academy, the big white dog suddenly woke up and was shocked and barked at the sky.


    Elder''s residence.


    Mr. Xun was still deducing the compass and thinking about the Shen family. The next moment, it was like in the dark night, the sun was in the sky, and the extremely dazzling golden light rushed into the house through the windows, illuminating the entire house clearly.


    Mr. Xun was stunned, turned his head and looked out the window, his eyes immediately lost their minds and was stunned.


    Dongxu''s divine thoughts allowed him to see the whole picture.


    He saw that in the bright light in the sky, the branches and leaves unfolded, reaching the sky and the earth, covering the entire Taixu Mountain.


    On the golden giant tree, every branch and leaf are arranged in pairs of formations, and the pattern is connected into a piece, mysterious and mysterious.


    This grand scene of beauty, spectacular, sacred and solemn, and profound meaning of the Great Way made him, the ancestor Dongxu, feel an indescribable impact for a moment.


    Mr. Xun looked at him blankly, forgetting to blink his eyes.


    It was not until the bright scenes in the sky disappeared, the night enveloped the mountains, and the world returned to tranquility that Mr. Xun came to his senses.


    The amazing afterimage was still imprinted in my mind. Now that it has returned to nothingness, Mr. Xun couldn''t help but feel lost in his heart.


    But at the same time, an incredible feeling arose again.


    "What happened? This is...a strange phenomenon in heaven and earth?"


    "What kind of vision?"


    "Someone formed a pill? No, it''s impossible. How could the vision of forming a pill be so grand?"


    "Is it because someone is in a feather or a cave?"


    "I don''t have such a person in my Taixu Sect..."


    Mr. Xun stared out the window, staring at the quiet night sky, and the quiet Taixu Mountain Court, suddenly he was stunned and noticed a trace of incongruity.


    “No…”


    "Why is the mountain gate so quiet with such an amazing vision?"


    The disciples were not noisy, the elders did not go out, and the entire Taixu Mountain was still immersed in the night, peaceful and quiet, just like usual.


    “They…can’t see it?”


    "Is this...a vision of divine thoughts?!"


    Only the monks above the Yuhua Ancestor, or even those above the Ancestor Dongxu, can see the strange phenomena of heaven and earth composed of divine thoughts with their own eyes?


    Mr. Xun was suffocated and his breathing slowed down.


    "what is going on?"


    "Why did my Taixu Gate give birth to such a magical vision..."


    Before Mr. Xun could think about it carefully, a name naturally jumped out of his heart:


    “Ink painting!”


    Inside Taixu Sect, the only strange and extraordinary spiritual consciousness is ink painting.


    "What happened to the ink painting? This vision has something to do with ink painting?"


    Mr. Xun felt it was impossible, but he frowned and couldn''t rest assured. He simply threw down the compass, flashed, and disappeared from the spot...


    …


    Disciples live in.


    Ink paintings that focus on breakthroughs still know nothing about strange things. The golden light is shining throughout the sky, and the long night is like day.


    The sacred tree is blooming, covering the sky and the earth.


    Such a spectacular vision, the ink painting with divine thoughts placed in the sea of ??consciousness, was not seen at all.


    He just sneaked and ate some divine essence to improve his level of divine consciousness.


    Now that he has refined and absorbed the spirit, he has finally got what he wants, breaking through the shackles, breaking through the bottleneck, and elevating his spiritual consciousness to twenty lines.


    Moreover, now his divine thoughts have become truly pure gold, bright and flawless without any impurities.


    Mo Hua was very excited.


    He couldn''t help but practiced the magical sword in the sea of ??consciousness a few times, admired the pure gold body transformed by his divine thoughts, and then he was satisfied and withdrew from the sea of ??consciousness.


    But as soon as I opened my eyes, Mo Hua saw a pair of turbid but deep eyes staring at him with bright eyes.


    Mo Hua was shocked and was startled. He looked closely and then saw who it was.


    "Xun...Mr. Xun?"


    Mr. Xun looked at the Mo Hua with complicated eyes and asked carefully: "Are you... okay?"


    "What''s the matter..." Mo Hua didn''t understand.


    "Your spiritual consciousness..."


    Mo Hua was stunned, and then immediately understood.


    Mr. Xun discovered that his spiritual sense had been broken through!


    Ink painting was a little shocked.


    I secretly stole my spiritual sense in the middle of the night and quietly broke through my spiritual sense to twenty lines, without revealing the sound of the wind. Can Mr. Xun notice it immediately?


    Because of being the ancestor Dongxu, his cultivation is unfathomable!


    But what he didn''t know was that the strange phenomenon he created spread out the golden light in the sky, almost blinding Mr. Xun''s eyes.


    Mr. Xun couldn''t notice it, that''s really a ghost...


    Mr. Xun is not an outsider, and he is very nice to himself.


    Mo Hua thought about it and did not hide it. He whispered, "Old sir, I should have... made a pill..."


    "Create a pill?" Mr. Xun was stunned. He looked at the cultivation level of the Mo Hua still only had the foundation-building realm, and his eyes were puzzled, "What pill do you have?"


    Mo Hua quietly said, "My spiritual consciousness... has formed a pill."


    Divine Consciousness Pill?


    Mr. Xun paused and didn''t react for a moment.


    When he understood what Mo Hua was talking about, he felt a chill that rushed straight into Tianling, his scalp was numb, his head was buzzing, and his voice was trembling:


    "You...the spiritual consciousness...the pill formed?"


    Mo Hua nodded honestly, feeling a little strange.


    Didn’t the ancestor come here after he knew that he had formed a pill? What shocked him?


    He doesn’t know that he has formed a pill?


    Then why did he come here?


    Mr. Xun released his spiritual consciousness and carefully sensed the spiritual consciousness overflowing from the ink painting. He realized that this spiritual consciousness was more concise, purer, deeper than before, and had almost the same "quality" changes, and then he was really confirmed.


    It’s really...the magical consciousness knot pill!


    Mr. Xun''s breathing was suffocated, and his palms hidden in his sleeves were trembling slightly.


    It’s nothing to build elixirs. There are many disciples from Taixu Sect who build elixirs every year.


    For ordinary monks, forming pills is a great threshold for monks’ life.


    But in the eyes of the ancestor Dongxu who had lived for hundreds of thousands of years, the golden elixir was actually just the beginning.


    In his life, he has seen many golden elixir monks.


    But...the foundation-building realm, the spiritual consciousness knot pill? !


    This is really not a joke...


    Not to mention his life, even the Taixu Sect has been unique in the history of the practice of the three sects that have been united in the Taoist practice for thousands of years, even thousands of years ago!


    The spiritual consciousness cannot be cultivated, so the level of cultivation is the criterion.


    Generally speaking, being able to surpass the first level is already a talent.


    It is incredible to be more than two or three levels.


    But now, ink painting has gone beyond a big realm!


    This step in the great realm is not a difference of one pattern, but a huge difference of more than twice.


    Even he, the ancestor Dongxu, felt a little scary.


    Even if he knows that the ink painting has good talent for spiritual consciousness, no matter how good he is, he will not dare to think about this.


    Mr. Xun looked at the ink painting and saw that his eyes were clear and transparent, his divine nature was full, and he had a hint of insight into the depth of the world.


    All kinds of temperaments blended together, and in a trance, they looked like both a innocent demon, a young god, and more like a monster with a wise and close vicious spirit.


    Even Mr. Xun began to doubt the "variety" of ink paintings at this time.


    Is this really a qualification that a "person" can have...


    "This time, I''m afraid that it''s really a great ''little ancestor'' that came out..." Mr. Xun said in shock.


    "Old ancestor, is there anything wrong?" Mo Hua was still a little confused.


    Seeing this, Mr. Xun knew that the ink painting did not realize the seriousness of the problem.


    And this incident may be more terrifying than he had expected before.


    "When did you form a pill in your spiritual sense?" Mr. Xun asked in a deep voice.


    "just…"


    "Who else knows?"


    Mo Hua shook her head.


    Mr. Xun breathed a sigh of relief, and then said in a very solemn tone:


    "You must never tell anyone about this. Remember, no one can say it! Even if you are noticed, you will bite to death and you will never admit it!"


    The foundation-building cultivation and the spiritual consciousness elixir have surpassed a great realm and completely subverted the known laws of heaven.


    Once the wind is leaked, it will cause a stir in the cultivation world and arouse the covetous desire of countless forces.


    Being jealous, framed, swept up, tempted, murdered, imprisoned... and even fell into a huge vortex of conspiracy, causing all kinds of life-threatening disasters.


    Even being caught, treated as an adult mouse, cut into craniotomy, and conducted research is not impossible...


    As soon as Mr. Xun thought of this, he felt chill.


    Mo Hua knew he was afraid and nodded seriously.


    "Remember, don''t even say it if you beat it to death."


    "Uh-huh!"


    Seeing that Mo Hua looked solemn and obviously knew the pros and cons, Mr. Xun then took a breath.


    Immediately, he remembered another question: "Do you have any strange phenomena?"


    "Vision?" Mo Hua frowned, "What kind of vision?"


    He really doesn''t know.


    Mr. Xun frowned, and was a little confused.


    The golden light is long and the scene of the sacred tree covering the sky is floating in my mind again, Mr. Xun pondered in his heart:


    "That scene just now, the golden giant tree is a strange phenomenon of the ink painting''s spiritual consciousness knot?"


    "It should be unlikely... it''s just a pill formation, it''s unlikely that there will be such a grand scene..."


    "But the foundation-building realm, the divine consciousness knot pill, is too ''rebellious'', and it has already exceeded the common sense of heaven''s way. From this perspective, it is not impossible..."


    "Is this vision really made of ink painting..."


    Seeing that Mo Hua was not clear, Mr. Xun sighed slightly in his heart.


    "Forget it, no matter whether it is, you have to find a way to cover it up and not to be suspicious."


    Mr. Xun''s expression returned to normal and pretended to be calm and said, "It''s nothing, I''ll ask casually."


    "Oh." Mo Hua nodded without thinking much.


    "Remember what I said, don''t think too much about the rest, have a good rest." Mr. Xun reminded again.


    "Yes, sir, I remember it all." Mo Hua said seriously.


    "good."


    Mr. Xun nodded slightly, took a deep look at the ink painting, and then flashed his body and left his disciple''s residence.


    A crack in the void flashed, and Mr. Xun returned to the elder''s residence. Before he could sit down, a guest came.


    He is the head of Taixu Sect.


    "Old ancestor, there seems to be something abnormal in the sky just now..." The head of Taixu frowned.


    Mr. Xun''s heart moved and said without saying a word: "What have you seen?"


    "There seems to be a trace of golden light in the sky, and some pieces of mysterious patterns..." The head of Taixu said.


    Mr. Xun knew that they hadn''t really seen that scene, so he breathed a sigh of relief. After pondering for a moment, he said:


    "There is a small vision, which is not a big deal, and it has been handled. You and the other elders you saw have told them not to make a fuss, but not to spread the word."


    No need to make a fuss, but not the extant story?


    The head of Taixu thought it was a bit strange, but the ancestor said this, which must have a profound meaning. I guess some things are inconvenient to say.


    The head of Taixu said, "Okay, I''ll talk to them."


    "Yes." Mr. Xun nodded.


    "Then I won''t disturb the ancestor." The head of Taixu retreated.


    Mr. Xun sat down and poured himself a cup of tea. Before he could take a sip, someone came again.


    The harsh sound of brokenness sounded one after another.


    Three void cracks were opened in the living room of the elder''s residence.


    The ancestor of Tai''amen, the ancestor of Chongxu Sect, and the ancestor of Murong of Taixu Sect all came over in an instant.


    The sound was a little noisy for a moment.


    "Brother Xun... Did I get angry just now? I was dazzled..."


    “I seemed to see a big tree.”


    "The golden light shook my eyes..."


    "The strange phenomenon of heaven and earth... is outrageous..."


    Mr. Xun sighed, his head aches.


    The head of Taixu is a junior after all, and he only has the ability to cultivate himself, so he can''t see it thoroughly and is confused, so he is still confused.


    But these old guys are all vain and can see clearly. In addition, after living for so long, one or two have a deep mind, but they are not that easy to fool.


    This kid in Mo Hua can really make trouble...


    (This chapter ends)