"Practice with the ancestors of the Zhang family?"

Mo Hua suddenly became expectant and asked:

"Master, the divine thoughts manifest and kill, what should I do specifically?"

Mr. Zhuang smiled indifferently, took a sip of the tea made in Mohua, and waited until the tea tasted sweet, then sat up straight and said slowly:

"As I said just now, the spiritual consciousness is based, manifested as form, and control objects as law..."

"The so-called spiritual consciousness is based on the killing of spiritual consciousness, which is based on the strength of spiritual consciousness itself."

"No matter how powerful the magical consciousness of Qi is, no matter how many methods or methods are, it is difficult to overcome the spiritual consciousness of foundation building."

"Of course, this is under the premise of manifestation of the divine consciousness."

"If the spiritual consciousness does not manifest in the sea of ​​consciousness, no matter how strong it is, it will be just a fish on the chopping board, unable to resist, and can only be slaughtered by others."

Mr. Zhuang gave another example:

"If a ghost who is a first-class qi refining ghost, if it invades the sea of ​​consciousness that builds the foundation, will use the foundation-building consciousness as a breeding ground, erode every day, and strengthen itself."

"If the foundation-building monk cannot manifest his spiritual consciousness and does not know other ways to eliminate evil spirits, he can only let the little ghosts devour his spiritual consciousness."

"Even himself, he doesn't know that the sea is invaded by foreign evil."

"Unknown to you, it became a nutrient for ghosts."

"His spiritual sense, bit by bit, was eroded by ghosts."

"As long as this goes, the spiritual consciousness will be exhausted and the spirit will be deprived. Gradually, the mind will have false thoughts and desires will be entangled, and the mind will change greatly. If you are neither human nor ghost, you will eventually die by going astray or die by running out of mind."

"And this ghost, after eating his spiritual consciousness and growing evil thoughts, can continue to look for the next host parasite..."

The ink painting feels chilling when you listen.

If it weren't for the formation that I used to force the blue-faced ghost to retreat from the sea of ​​consciousness.

He suppressed it with a Taoist stele and swallowed it.

The consequences are definitely unimaginable.

If you are parasitized by a little ghost, you will become unconsciously unrestrained, not only will you harm yourself, but your parents and your friends around you.

Ink painting is a little scared.

The divine consciousness is indeed extremely dangerous and cannot be guarded against.

You must learn the methods of killing divine thoughts. Anyone who dares to enter his own sea of ​​consciousness without permission will be killed!

Mo Hua nodded frequently and asked quickly:

"Master, how can the spiritual consciousness manifest itself?"

Mr. Zhuang said: "You can manifest yourself in the sea of ​​consciousness."

"Yes." Mo Hua nodded.

This is what he is born to know.

Since birth, the sea of ​​consciousness of the ink painting has manifested its own spiritual consciousness.

He had thought before that all monks were like this.

It was not until I met a blue-faced ghost that I realized that I was an exception.

Not all monks can manifest themselves in the sea of ​​consciousness.

Is this because of my extraordinary talent in my spiritual consciousness or because there is a Taoist stele in my sea of ​​consciousness, and the ink painting is not very clear.

But because this belongs to the manifestation of the innate consciousness.

So it is not clear whether the ink painting is clear, so how did this manifestation come about.

"Those who know themselves understand that monks can visualize themselves thoroughly enough to manifest themselves."

Mr. Zhuang said, and then he looked at the ink painting and thought:

"If you can manifest the divine consciousness, you should have a strong innate divine consciousness, and have a childlike heart and a clear mind, so naturally, you will manifest yourself in the sea of ​​consciousness."

Of course, other factors are not ruled out...

Mr. Zhuang's eyes were slightly conspicuous, but he did not pursue it, but continued:

"Divine thoughts kill and manifest themselves are just the foundation."

"Since you can manifest yourself, your own magic, martial arts, and spiritual weapons can naturally manifest you."

"If you can manifest magic or martial arts, you will have the means of killing..."

The ink painting sounded a little mysterious, so he asked:

"Master, isn't this manifestation a bit like 'fantasy' or 'delusion'? It's like daydreaming, whatever you think is what you think."

If you want to understand this spell yourself, then there will be spells;

If you think you know this martial arts, then you will know martial arts;

If you want to have any spiritual weapon, then you will have it...

Then if you think of a dragon in the sea of ​​consciousness, will there be a dragon?

Mr. Zhuang laughed and shook his head:

"It's not what you think, it's just what you want. If this is the case, it would be too simple to manifest the spiritual consciousness."

"The manifestation of the divine consciousness is based on 'reality' and manifests the false divine thoughts."

"Without objective truth, false thoughts cannot be manifested."

"If you want to manifest a spell, you must know this spell yourself."

"If you want to manifest a spiritual weapon, you must also own this spiritual weapon..."

"Even this is not, you can manifest it if you have it."

"You must be proficient in spells, familiar with external objects, and thoroughly cognize the essence to manifest in the sea of ​​consciousness."

"Things that have not seen, understood, understood, and are not familiar cannot be manifested."

"Even if it manifests, it is still a phantom without any slightest shadow, vulnerable."

"The more real the manifestation of the divine thoughts, the stronger the..."

Ink painting suddenly realized and thoughtful.

Mr. Zhuang paused and explained in detail:

"If you use your spiritual consciousness to manifest the almost real "fire", then this "fire" can truly burn the divine thoughts of others..."

"If a sword is revealed, this sword can also hurt people's divine thoughts..."

Ink painting suddenly realized.

Mr. Zhuang looked at the ink painting again and said with a slightly solemn tone:

"What you want to learn is to first manifest spiritual power, then manifest magic, and finally... manifest formation!"

The heart of the ink painting is slightly shocked.

Expose the formation!

But he thought about it for a while and then asked in confusion:

"Master, I seem to... be able to draw a formation in the sea of ​​consciousness. Is this a manifestation?"

At that time, he took advantage of the little ghost's transformation and drew a formation himself, which shocked the little ghost with a green face.

"It can only be considered as fur." ​​Mr. Zhuang said.

Mo Hua was surprised and didn't quite understand.

Mr. Zhuang said with deep eyes:

"This manifestation of spiritual consciousness is a bit superficial. What it manifests is just the phantom of the array pattern formed by spiritual consciousness. It is not real enough and its power is not strong enough..."

"There is another problem, it's too slow."

"Slow?" Mo Hua was slightly stunned.

Mr. Zhuang nodded, "The confrontation of divine thoughts, life and death are a moment, not when there is a chance to draw the formation with you stroke by stroke..."

"Some evil spirits are violent and cruel. Before you finish drawing the formation, you may swallow you up."

Mo Hua felt awe-inspiring in her heart and frowned:

"The formation is not drawn in one stroke, how should we draw it?"

Mr. Zhuang's eyes changed slightly and he said with a stern expression:

"Demonstrate spiritual power, control spiritual consciousness, and complete one thought, draw the ground into a formation."

"In this way, without the need for ink and pen, the spiritual consciousness can be moved, and in a moment, forming a formation in the sea of ​​consciousness..."

Mo Hua opened her mouth wide, came to her senses, frowned again, wondering what she was thinking about.
To be continued...