Ping Shence Zhonglaoshanshen, who had already hid in Song Pingzi's spirit seed, clenched his teeth and endured the pain of being cut apart, with a humanized look of loss and emotion on his face.
It has already experienced the loss of this essence of life once. The last time it was its own initiative, this time it is both active and passive, because this separation represents separation.
I don’t know how to define a difference. I just hope that the future will get better and better. Otherwise, I will be sorry for Song Pingcun and myself for the price they paid for it.
After recovering his memory, Song Pingzi seems to be no different from when he first entered the secret room. Except for this memory, there is no damage at all. Although it seems that he has only improved two small realms from the late foundation building stage to the early stage of opening the spirit realm, It opens countless doors.
After listening to the story for ten years, the feeling of admiration and admiration for Song Er has naturally become stronger and stronger. I have benefited a lot from this retreat for several years, and I have spiritual seeds. It's just that there seems to be a small book inside the spiritual seed. At this time, he still doesn't know that his spiritual seed is different.
"How do you feel?" Song Er looked at Song Pingzi thoughtfully.
"That's great! Are you my master?" Song Pingzi looked at Song Er expectantly.
"You can't be my apprentice, nor can you be anyone else's apprentice." Song Er's answer disappointed Song Pingzi. However, he automatically ignored the latter sentence. Being his master was really not something that ordinary people could do.
Outside the cave, it turned out that Nao Ti, who was at the peak of the Heshen Realm and had become spiritual again, was one of the few strong men in Blue Star. Plus Feng Tian, Hong Cui, and Lu Yi, there were a few who could catch his eye.
"Why!"
"Stop it, come here." Song Er asked Song Pingzi to go to a corner that he had never been to in recent years. There was what looked like a huge bluestone placed in the corner. "This bluestone will be given to you later."
"What's this?"
"You will know in the future. But remember not to exchange it with others at any time. I believe you will need it in the future." Song Er did not tell him that this was the largest wind spirit stone that Blue Star had found so far.
"Oh!" Song Pingzi, who didn't know why, turned around and thanked him.
"Okay, you sit up first. I will teach you a set of mental methods. From now on, you can use other mental methods in front of others. Once this mental method is used, people will see it and destroy them." Song Er seemed gentle. He spoke, but the last three words were an unequivocal affirmation.
"knew". Song Pingzi's current mental skills are mainly the fire-based mental skills taught by Nao Ti and Feng Tian, which are also considered high-end mental skills. However, the skills Song Erneng taught would definitely be good, and he was full of expectations.
When Song Pingzi finished cross-legging, Song Er seemed to have imparted to him a spiritual cultivation method belonging to the Jishan Heart Sutra. In fact, it only triggered Ping Shence's memory, and instantly made Song Pingzi feel as complete as he was in the tribulation period. The mental state emerges in the sea of consciousness.
"Open the formation at your hand. There is a huge amount of divine soul power below. Since you already have a spiritual seed, you can first prioritize the spiritual seed's divine soul and your own divine soul. We will leave seclusion in a year, you You only have one year, it doesn’t matter how many you can use, but how many excellent souls you can replace with the mental method I taught you is the key to your mastery of the mental method." Song Er handed Song Pingzi a storage ring, which contained There are millions of top-quality spiritual stones.
Then I told him how to leave a soul imprint in the storage ring and how to open and collect items. After he can control it easily, he will be told the method of opening the formation, the location of the spirit stones, and the precautions.
Song Er and Song Pingzi sat cross-legged on the bluestone, one behind the other.
When Song Pingzi inserted the top-grade spirit stone into a groove, the spiritual power in his hand peeled off the thin layer of isolation outside the top-grade spirit stone, and a wave of divine soul power spurted out from under the blue stone. Song Er gently clasped his left hand, and all the soul power was controlled within a range of about half a foot around Song Pingzi.
"First feel carefully the difference between soul power and spiritual power." Song Er whispered a word, and then slowly let go of the restraints.
Song Pingzi calmed down from the panic just now, as if there were thousands of horses galloping in his ears just now. Various unintelligible voices appeared, which could not be heard or distinguished. If Song Er hadn't restrained him immediately, there was a high probability that he would have been driven crazy by these sounds if he couldn't escape.
It was obvious that noise was entering his ears, but the spiritual power released had no isolation effect at all. Not to mention invisible, there is not even a trace of vitality flowing.
Trying to use the Jishan Heart Sutra that he had just become familiar with, and gradually contacting the souls outside him, he realized that all the sounds actually came from the heart, and these souls were just looking for resonance in his own soul. This silent sound Once the resonance reaches a certain amount or a range that he cannot yet define, it is enough to make people collapse instantly.
The frame lines constructed in the sea of consciousness slowly use their own soul to guide the external soul to swim in the lines. Once his own soul is exhausted, he immediately exchanges it with the incoming soul. Such exchanges and characterizations made him very careful when filling in the framework of his consciousness. You must also prevent the amount of souls entering from exceeding your total load.
Day by day, after Song Er solved three crises for him, he was already able to control the amount of entry very skillfully. Then when Song Er told him that he was going to let go of external control, Song Pingzi almost got thunderous again.
Fortunately, Song Er was always paying attention and protecting him. In another ten days, Song Er no longer has to control at any time and can occasionally let go of the restraints. Although there are still "fish that slip through the net", the number is slowly declining.
It has been two months since Song Pingzi gradually became more proficient. At this time, he no longer had to worry about being disturbed by the souls in the space below. He entered a state of self-cultivation and Song Er breathed a sigh of relief.
Whether they were first disturbed by the soul and took the opportunity to enter the sea of consciousness, or they were gradually replaced in an orderly manner later on, these are all inevitable processes, and this is also the beginning of the final step to disrupt the soul.
Song Er let out a long breath, returned to the place where he meditated and sat down cross-legged, "Song Pingcun, I hope you don't panic."
"All Things Holding Weapons" is now a trinity, and what he has to do now is to cut off the connection between him and Song Ping that exists between "All Things Holding Weapons". This was more painful than stripping off a spiritual seed, but only he could bear this pain.
Outside the secret room of Shuxiangyuan, Song Xizi was cleaning Song Pingzi's room.
When Song Er sent the message to Hong Cui and the others, he said that it would take five years to get out of seclusion, so it was almost time.
In the past five years, since returning from hell, Song Xizi no longer has any burden or pressure in her heart. Although there was only one second brother, the second brother's body and clone made her feel like she had two brothers.
For her own sake, she had waited decades for her to return to normal thinking, and she could never let him down again.
Five years was too short a time for a girl who had never received knowledge about cultivation. But with perseverance, he succeeded in building a foundation in the third year. This is thanks to her many years of medical experience and the unique teaching model used by her second brother when he taught her the art of Qihuang. She is even more familiar with the structure and meridians of the human body than many high-level practitioners.
In the next two years, from the early stage to the middle stage, and then to the later stage, Hongcui and Luyi opened the Qiankun Reversal Formation for her alone, and accompanied her to practice in the secret room for half a year, expanding the later stage to the state of perfection.
Then he went to the Shuxian Sect Hot Spring Island to find Yao Yan'er. A bottle of Soul Pill was enough to turn Song Xizi's spiritual seed, which was the ultimate ice and fire spiritual seed, into the spiritual realm.
After cleaning up, she waited quietly.
In Song Er's secret room, a year had not been long, and Song Pingzi was unconscious, but Song Er was holding his head and sweating profusely.
Song Xizi, who was outside the secret room, suddenly felt something leaving in the sea of consciousness. He was in a daze for a moment, but he didn't feel any discomfort. He turned to Hongcui and asked, "Was there anything unusual just now?"
Hong Cui glanced at Lu Yi, who rushed out and looked into the innermost secret room. Everything was normal. He came back and shook his head at Song Xizi and Hongcui.
"Maybe it's my misunderstanding. Pingzi and his second brother should be leaving seclusion. I remember that my second brother likes delicacies the most. Don't forget it." Song Xizi suddenly remembered something.
"Don't worry, Miss Xizi, I've already told them." Lu Yi had a satisfied smile on her face. Miss Xizi, the master will be very happy when he comes out.
Song Pingcun, who was practicing far away in Shushan, suddenly felt a splitting headache, and the information belonging to all things holding weapons in the Zi Mansion was erased in an instant. Apart from the knowledge that has been stored in the sea of consciousness, there is no information that belongs to the weapons of all things. The empty Zi Mansion was like having had a dream, but now the dream woke up and everything became empty.
Looking at the Fengchi Mountains in the distance, Song Pingcun smiled at the corner of his mouth.
