Regardless of whether Ling Yungao was possessed by the demon or not, this was not something that could be determined overnight. Bai Mengjin safely left the trouble to his elders and focused on his own affairs.
In fact, they didn't know that she had encountered the same problem in her previous life.
At that time, the rebel sect was being renovated, and she hardly breathed for a moment. What might have been hundreds of years of cultivation time was shortened to decades by her.
She modified the exercises bit by bit based on Gu's family history, and she gradually figured out how to use the umbrella. The most difficult thing in the world is to go from zero to one. From the abandoned disciple of Danxia Palace to the Jade Demon, she has stepped on countless pitfalls and endured countless hardships.
The cultivation level increased too quickly, and the body and soul could not keep up, and even suffered damage due to inappropriate exercises.
How did she solve it then? She didn't solve it because she didn't have enough time, so she continued to practice forcefully, leaving long-term hidden dangers.
What does it feel like to not have hidden wounds in your body? What does it feel like when your soul and cultivation are in perfect harmony? She had never experienced it before.
Now is the chance. This time, she had to solve the problem properly so that she could enter the Nascent Soul stage without any hidden dangers.
"Bai Yatou won't be able to practice in the short term, so I'll leave you with another homework." Hua Wusheng said.
"Uncle, what is it?" Ling Bufei was very interested.
"Exercise your spiritual sense. Both of your spiritual senses are a bit weak compared to your cultivation. We just take this opportunity to practice together and lay the foundation for joint cultivation in the future."
Lord Kumu next to him heard it and coughed slightly: "I'll go to Song Qiao's place to have a look."
Ling Bufei was confused. Didn't Master Yuan go to rest? What catches your eyes?
Hua Wusheng was also a little embarrassed, but he still maintained his dignity as a teacher, and continued calmly and calmly: "Bu Fei, your swordsmanship has already reached the level of the master, and it is enough to cope with the first-level Jindan fighting skills. But you want to fight with Yuanying or even transform into a swordsman." A battle between gods is impossible without the help of divine consciousness. Later I will tell Song Qiao to teach you how to use spiritual consciousness to fight..."
Then she explained in detail how to expand the sea of consciousness and how to exercise spiritual consciousness.
Ling Bufei wrote them down one by one, and finally asked: "Uncle, you just said that we should practice together, how can we practice together?"
"Uh..." Hua Wusheng said vaguely, "It means opening up the sea of consciousness to each other and adapting to each other's spiritual consciousness to achieve the effect of complementing each other..."
Ling Bufei was confused when he heard this: "How can this be open? What kind of adaptation method is this?"
Hua Wusheng really couldn't talk any more. He glanced at Bai Mengjin who was looking calm and asked hurriedly: "Bai Yatou, how much do you know?"
"A little bit." Bai Mengjin asked calmly, "Uncle, do you have a secret book? How about we read it ourselves."
Hua Wusheng suddenly understood and said, "I'll send two copies over later for you to study for yourselves."
"good."
That night, the relevant secret books were sent to Jinghong Photography, one copy for each person.
Ling Bufei flipped through it and said curiously: "It's nothing, why does Uncle Master look so embarrassed to say it?"
Bai Mengjin didn't explain to him, just said: "Let's practice separately first, and then we can practice together when we are familiar with it!"
Ling Bufei had no doubt that he was there: "Okay!"
——
No matter in the past life or in this life, Bai Mengjin's life has never been so leisurely.
In the early morning, I woke up to the singing of birds and the fragrance of flowers, and went to the Zhaoyue Platform to watch Ling Bufei and Baili Xu practicing swordplay. After breakfast, sometimes I go to Yuan Songqiao's place with them to listen, sometimes I go to class with Ji Xingge, and most of the time I do whatever I want by myself.
In the afternoon, she would find a place to kill time. Sometimes I go to Peach Blossom Peak, where the spring scenery is bright; sometimes I go to Banshan Pavilion, where the clouds rise and disappear; sometimes I go to Yunwu Ze, where the water and sky are the same color.
If she didn't want to go anywhere, she would stay in Jinghong Zhaoying, leaning on the pine tree on the edge of the cliff, reading a book or sleeping.
Time passed by peacefully.
A few months later, Ling Bufei told her: "I have become proficient in controlling my consciousness. Shall we start training together?"
Bai Mengjin responded: "Okay."
At night, the surroundings were quiet, and there was only one night light in the house.
Ling Bufei looked at Bai Mengjin across from him, feeling a little nervous for no reason. He laughed at himself in his mind, what was there to be nervous about? It's just cultivation. When the demonic energy in his body broke out before, wasn't this how he was calmed down?
However, the past few times he was in excruciating pain, he had never looked at it so carefully before - Bai Mengjin under the lamp had a different charm, a little soft, a little charming, and the corners of his eyebrows seemed to be graceful, and every move was full of charm. .
Ling Bufei finally restrained himself and wondered secretly. what happened to him? I seem particularly agitated today.
"Let's begin." Bai Mengjin spoke.
Ling Bufei took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and let himself sink.
The past few months of practice were quite effective. He quickly extracted his spiritual consciousness, slowly expanded it, and condensed it into a tiny ball of light.
Under normal circumstances, spiritual consciousness is invisible and insubstantial when detected. The light group he condensed at this moment is actually part of the soul, and it cannot stay away from the physical body before transforming into a god.
When he tentatively entered Bai Mengjin's sea of consciousness, he discovered that training together was completely different from training alone. The sea of consciousness is the most essential self of a monk, with a strong sense of protection. For example, at this moment, he saw that Bai Mengjin's sea of consciousness was covered with a thick layer of ice. Even if she had lowered her guard, she could not easily break it.
The ball of light circled around her sea of consciousness several times, with nowhere to start.
Bai Mengjin's voice sounded: "Wait a minute, let me go to your place to get used to it first."
"Oh." Ling Bufei responded dryly.
Not long after, Bai Mengjin's consciousness also came out, and two small light groups flew around each other, becoming familiar with each other's aura.
What surprised Ling Bufei was that Bai Mengjin's breath carried the aroma of green grass, as if the spring breeze brought the vitality of green grass sprouting, which was completely different from the thick ice of her consciousness sea.
Two groups of consciousness slowly approached his sea of consciousness.
Compared to hers, his sea of consciousness defense was much weaker. It was a white mist, and with his consciousness leading the way, Bai Mengjin could easily touch it.
But it's not that easy to get in. Ling Bufei had tried his best to let down his guard, but the mist still spontaneously blocked the consciousness that did not belong to him.
After a stalemate for a while, Ling Bufei couldn't help it anymore and let his consciousness come out again, trying to bring her in.
However, he came out too hastily, and just as Bai Mengjin was trying to enter, the two light groups collided without warning.
In an instant, Ling Bufei felt a sense of comfort that he had never experienced before spread from the sea of consciousness to his body and limbs, and his entire scalp was numb. Under the raging heat wave, the overwhelming pleasure made the soul tremble——
His whole body was stunned and he couldn't recover for a long time.
You can clearly understand what I am stuck on today...
(End of chapter)
