"Oh, tell me."
Nowadays, the Demon Realm, which should have been noisy, is too quiet. What this man said... is not credible, but you can listen to it.
As for the water flowing in the river...why doesn't my father say anything?
Moreover, Jiang Su himself is very curious about everything related to spiritual consciousness in the world of cultivation, a human form that exists beyond the theoretical knowledge of previous lives.
Something like what people call a soul?
The beggar's voice was a little hoarse at this time, and his attitude was more like that of a scholar and elder than before.
"The divine consciousness resides in the sea of consciousness, and the sea of consciousness hides what a person acquires in his life, just like the bottles and jars you use in daily life. The person whose sea of consciousness you mentioned is broken, is the bottle broken, and everything he does in his life is They are like bubbles in dreams, like dew and lightning.”
It's the same as not being able to retain the spiritual energy, it's leaking.
"Monks can open spiritual orifices, and with the help of spiritual power, their spiritual consciousness is separated from the physical body and resides in the sea of consciousness. Those whose spiritual consciousness is damaged will have their entire cultivation level damaged and will not be able to reach the previous level."
Oh oh oh, it’s just that the upper limit of spiritual energy storage has been dropped.
Jiang Su noticed that at this time, the beggar's words were not as vulgar and vulgar as usual, and he could even quote one or two sentences from Buddhist scriptures.
It seems...it's really hidden.
Isn't he usually just pretending...
"Then I've knocked out most of your consciousness. What's your situation now?"
Jiang Suke has no regrets and pity. People from the Demon Realm come to her and consider her unlucky. If they still want to kidnap her morally, she really doesn't mind dragging them together to suffer the punishment of revealing the original work.
This is why even though Jiang Shuiliu knew about the existence of the Heavenly Book in the Demon Realm, Jiang Su didn't explain anything to him about it.
The beggar's voice stopped suddenly, and he was obviously stunned.
He didn't expect that this little girl had brutally hurt someone, and yet after being taught by someone, she could still... show no remorse at all...
Wasn't it my original plan to make her feel guilty and do better things?
The other consciousnesses on the side squeezed the beggar and almost laughed.
Jiang Liuliu opened his mouth at the right time and said: "He has died a long time ago. Even if his consciousness is still alive, he is still dead. However, he exists in an intangible form and will dissipate sooner or later."
"With his cultivation level, he could have maintained his spiritual consciousness for hundreds of years. It would normally take hundreds of years for him to be knocked out by you. It makes no difference to them."
Jiang Su exhaled a long breath without realizing it. She didn't realize that when she heard the sound of her father's water flowing in the river, her heart relaxed for a moment.
Even if she has been brainwashing herself in an attempt to separate herself from other people in this world, fifteen years of spring flowers and autumn months cannot be given up overnight.
In the end, Jiang Liuliu is her father who is connected by blood in this world. Just like she would keep asking her mother if there was anything wrong with the fifth show that day.
"I see... I won't die for a while."
The girl shook her head when she heard this, and said with regret, "It seems that the punishment from the Heavenly Book is not powerful enough."
The next second, she slightly raised the corners of her lips, her eyes were full of seriousness, and asked in the direction where the wind happened to be blowing: "Dad, how should I cure the damage to my consciousness? There is also a rupture of my consciousness. ?”
"It's not a rupture. It's one of my patients. His sea of consciousness is completely in a state of fragmentation. The large and small fragments of the sea of consciousness are tightly connected by a kind of white thread, just like lotus roots are connected by broken threads."
"He himself... has a high level of cultivation, the qi, blood and body fluids in his body are smooth, and his heart, liver, spleen, lungs and kidneys are not damaged. Apart from being a little dazed and taciturn, there is no sign of any injuries on him."
"Oh, by the way, he gets a splitting headache every time he recalls the past. He can't even remember the purification process. Fighting is very... casual..."
It's muscle memory. Fangzhe fighting should rely on muscle memory.
When Jiang Su first met Jiang Su, in order to cure Fang Zhe's illness, he introduced his spiritual power and spiritual consciousness into his sea of consciousness, which was also harvested by this person.
But if it hadn't been for this, she wouldn't have known about the situation in this person's sea of consciousness.
The stars in the sea of consciousness were shattered, everything was annihilated, and only a few strange scenes existed in the universe, which became her memory.
After the sea of consciousness shattered, what was in his mind was the universe? Or is the sea of consciousness a packaging of the universe itself?
Jiang Shuiliu listened quietly to what Jiang Su described. Her words were not even the main complaint of the patient. Whether there was any point in the long-winded words was a question that doctors should not have when describing symptoms.
Jiang Shui knew that this person might be more than just a patient in Jiang Su's heart.
They are probably new friends, just like when I traveled to the Four Realms in my early years.
"Well... there is only one way to cure all diseases of the consciousness."
As soon as Jiang Liuliu opened her mouth, Jiang Su almost burst into laughter in her heart, because every time her father started talking nonsense about literature, he always started with "This... this thing... um... uh..." etc. .
Jiang Su loosened his clenched fists and said happily, "Fortunately, you didn't perfunctory me today."
The girl rarely replied without hesitation, and asked honestly: "What can I do?"
Jiang Shuiliu chuckled and uttered one word: "Raise."
"keep?"
Jiang Su knew about nourishing the mind, nourishing the blood, and nourishing the Qi in traditional Chinese medicine. In addition, he even heard about cultivating the body and nourishing the mind. This is the spiritual consciousness... but he couldn't figure out how to operate it.
"That's right, you know it yourself. The internal organs of these people are all fine. That's because their five elements are in a balanced state. Balancing the five elements is our goal when we practice medicine and prescribe medicine."
"But have you ever thought about what if the balance of the five elements in their bodies does not reach their original level of each element?"
Jiang Suzong remained motionless on the spot, his expression calm, except for the light spots in his eyes that kept changing.
One word peeks into the charming barrier.
Yes, when she thought about this person's internal organs being balanced and harmonious, and that his qi, blood, and body fluids were always correct, she subconsciously thought that these people were physically healthy.
On the contrary, I feel that the treatment of spiritual consciousness must be a special therapy in the world of cultivation. It is too metaphysical and has nothing to do with the traditional Chinese medicine I learned in my previous life.
I forgot! Monks also come from mortals who have opened their spiritual orifices! The body structure is no different from that of ordinary people, it just has more spiritual power in the body!
Hey! My mind is stuck!
Jiang Su's eyes were clear at this time, and she felt that the original boundaries of her sea of consciousness were gradually extending into the distance. The faint green light in her gray pupils was a characteristic of the solidified spiritual energy in her body.
She was about to break through.
"Then, what's the prescription...?"
It turns out that spiritual consciousness is not metaphysical knowledge...
Jiang Suxing stared at the air in front of her, a rare look of longing revealed.
The water flow of the river paused for a moment, and then he said warmly after taking a breath: "The five internal organs are the foundation, and the five elements are planted."
"..."
What... what did he say? Not metaphysics? ? ?
"Take the five internal organs as soil, and plant the five spiritual plants corresponding to the five elements on it."
"Susu, you have always been good at growing spiritual plants. I believe... you will be able to heal your friend whose consciousness is shattered."
"..."
I'm not, no, not a friend.
(End of chapter)
