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Chapter 62 Primordial Spirit and Cultivation

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    Having an empty soul but no cultivation base is equivalent to a superficial giant who looks scary but has no corresponding strength to display.  However, Kongyou's cultivation base does not have a matching Yuanshen realm, which is equivalent to an infant holding a dragon-slaying sword, which may hurt himself instead.

    Under normal circumstances, the realm of the primordial spirit will gradually grow and improve along with the cultivation base. As long as the cultivation base goes up, the primordial spirit will also enter a higher realm at the same time.  But on the other hand, the cultivation base will also rise with the primordial spirit. Some people coincidentally have the primordial spirit to raise the realm first, so when improving the cultivation base, the difficulty is much smaller than others. Of course, this kind of situation is extremely rare  of.

    Spiritual thoughts are derived from the primordial spirit. Weak spiritual thoughts can only be used to look inside, observe and perceive the surrounding environment and movements. Stronger spiritual thoughts can control spiritual weapons, control magic weapons, and communicate with people. When the spiritual thoughts are strong  To a certain extent, it is divine consciousness, and divine consciousness can even be used directly to attack, and to practice divine consciousness-like attack spells.

    Of course, there are other small differences between immortal cultivators and warriors, so I won¡¯t go into details here, but it is precisely because of these differences that immortal cultivators and warriors are two completely different people, and there is no way to let them go.  compared together.

    Of course, all things in the world lead to the same goal by different routes. Individual warriors have cultivated to a certain level. By coincidence, they opened the acupuncture points all over the body, refined the meridians of the whole body, bred spiritual thoughts, and can feel the aura of the outside world. They will also achieve the same achievements as immortal cultivators  , and eventually become a cultivator, this is the martial arts in the legends of the rivers and lakes.

    But in fact, this kind of opportunity is very slim, because there are too few ways for warriors to increase their cultivation base, the improvement of cultivation base is extremely slow, and the short life span cannot be supported at all, and the prerequisites of spiritual roots and immortal cultivation qualifications are required, so entering the Tao with martial arts  This kind of thing can only be heard as a legend.

    But these are all digressions. For Qingyang who is accepting the Kaimai Pill to cleanse the marrow and cut the sutras, he doesn't know at all, and it doesn't matter now. He has no ability to change his current situation, so he can only forcefully  Bear it, and wait for the end of the effect of the medicine.

    I don't know how long it took before Qingyang felt that the pain in his body began to weaken. It seemed that the transformation of the meridians in his body was coming to an end, but what followed was a pain in the head, as if the effects of the medicine were concentrated on the head again.  Average.

    This is the second effect of Kaimai Pill starting to work, which is the process of breaking the shackles of the monk's primordial spirit and breeding spiritual thoughts.  At this moment, Qingyang still couldn't move, and couldn't make any noise, all he could do was continue to grit his teeth and persist.

    The pain in the head is worse than the pain in the body. This is a kind of torture to the spirit. From the inside out, it penetrates deep into the bone marrow, and the pain reaches the bottom of his heart. Qingyang feels that his brain is like a balloon that has been burst.  It's like bursting, unbearable.

    If the physical pain can still be gritted and stopped, waiting for the pain to end, this kind of mental torture is really painful, time seems to be stagnant, and it is magnified and extended countless times at this moment  , extremely difficult.

    For so many years, for the first time in his life, Qingyang felt that time passed so slowly, it was so slow that it made people despair.  The only thing that was a little better was that Qingyang couldn't move, couldn't make a sound, even if he couldn't bear it, there was nothing he could do, he could only stand stiffly.

    Songhe Old Daoist is also in the cave, not too far from Qingyang's position. He watched Qingyang's changes quietly, feeling very worried.  He didn't know what Qingyang was going through, but he could tell from Tuer's flushed skin, sweat all over his body, and that ferocious facial expression, how much pain Qingyang had endured.

    He even regretted it a bit. If he had known that this matter was so painful, he shouldn't have brought the two things back. It's so good that the game is so filthy, so why bother to go against the sky and cultivate some immortal?  But soon he was relieved, this was Qingyang's obsession, the path chosen by his apprentice, as his master, as his closest person, how could he not support it?

    It wasn't until later that Qingyang's body slowly began to turn black and stinky, and a trace of oil began to appear, and the old Taoist Songhe realized that this seemed to be the legendary "washing the marrow and cutting sutras". How could it be painless to wash the marrow and cut the sutras  ?  It's done, the disciple's wish is finally about to come true.

    At this moment, Songhe Lao Daoist has never been so excited.

    I don't know how long it took, in Qingyang's mind, it was as long as a century, when he was so painful that he almost passed out, the pain in his head began to slowly subside, and then he  His consciousness gradually returned to normal.

    After a heavy panting, Qingyang's mind finally came back. He looked at his body first, it was very sticky, as if he hadn't bathed for several years, and then he ran under the sun for several hours.??There is a thick layer of dirt on his body, like a pair of armor worn next to his body.

    The outside of the body is so dirty, but the inside of the body seems to be washed, comfortable, unobstructed, and smooth. Qingyang feels that his current state is better than ever, and his body is full of vigor and vitality.  Observing carefully, the body's fur, flesh and blood, meridians, and bone marrow are completely visible, just like a delicate picture scroll in front of your eyes.

    Why?  No, how can I see the inside of my body?  How is this going?  Qingyang didn't know that this was the legendary internal vision. Kaimai Dan had already opened the shackles of his primordial spirit and produced divine thoughts, and he could use the spiritual thoughts to perform internal vision.

    This divine mind can not only see the inside of the body, but also feel more deeply about everything outside. In the cave and under the body, all the feelings are real.

    On the wall of the cave, there was a beetle crawling, not far from his feet, a cricket was singing in a low voice, and in the corner, there was a nest of ants digging holes. Not only could he feel the movement of these insects and ants, but also  Even the hairs on the insects and ants can be seen clearly.

    At the same time, he also saw a kind of dots floating in the air, emitting a faint light. He could feel his body's desire for that light, but he couldn't catch it.  This is the aura in the air, and it is the basis for all cultivators to improve their cultivation.

    Suddenly, there was a tingling pain in his brain, and a feeling of tiredness hit him. Qingyang guessed that the observation just now was too exhausting, so he stopped using his divine sense immediately.

    When the divine sense was just born, it was as fragile as a newborn baby, and it couldn't withstand a lot of consumption. His current divine sense, let alone controlling the flying sword, was difficult even to use the Nawu Talisman, so it could be shortened.  The inner view and appearance of time, and the scope is not large, the diameter is less than ten feet.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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