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Just like the high school student who thought he could go to Qingbei after drinking a big bowl of inspirational chicken soup cooked by his senior, Qiao Wan was now in high spirits and with high morale.
After returning to the cave, the first thing I did was to take out the jade slip from my waist.
In addition to being used to convey information, the Jade Slips of Communication in the Cultivation World have also been explored in a new way, which is somewhat similar to the anonymous forum in the Cultivation World.
At this time, the ink marks on the jade slips were refreshing rapidly.
“The newly launched stir-fried Dark Feather Spider from Wuwei Garden is so unpalatable that I almost lost my temper and vomited it out in the dining hall. Dear fellow immortals, please don’t try it easily. Proceed with caution.”
"Is there any kind Taoist friend who can tell me what the lessons Elder Geng Xuan has assigned me today? It's embarrassing to say that I accidentally fell asleep when Elder Geng Xuan was teaching in Qingjing Hall QAQ ”
"A second-hand Tengu is for sale. It is about five feet three inches tall. It can travel thousands of miles in a day. It is well-behaved and docile and protects its master from evil. It is sold for two hundred medium-grade spiritual stones. I hope that a lucky Taoist friend can bring it with me. Back to..."
Qiao Wan held the jade slip and thought about it, and felt that she should also send a message to express her determination.
"From today on, I must practice hard! I will punch the sick sword Lu Bihan and kick the lonely sword to thank Xingzhi! I hereby swear an oath!"
Not long after this message was sent out, the jade sign in Qiao Wan’s hand dinged several times.
1: Dear immortal, what aroused you?
Two: Are you serious about this fairy friend? It's getting late. If you're done practicing, you'd better go wash up and rest as soon as possible. There's everything in your dreams.
……
Qiao Wan took a cursory glance and didn't see any constructive answers. She threw the jade slip aside and jumped onto the bed.
Just wait! Who says she can't do it!
However, as soon as she sat down and checked her spiritual energy and cultivation, Qiao Wan felt a little wilted again.
But it doesn’t matter!
In life, you always stand up after being knocked down again and again.
Qiao Wan clenched his fist.
I can, I can do it!
Closing her eyes again, this time, Qiao Wan suddenly thought of the senior in her dream.
I don’t know how the senior is doing now.
Thinking of the **** sunset on the sea, Qiao Wan felt a little uneasy. After hesitating for a while, she simply fell into a dream.
This time, when they came to the plain again, Qiao Wan went straight to the seaside without hesitation.
The seaside seemed to have experienced another war. The fighting had just stopped, and corpses continued to be washed up on the beach by the waves. The sea of blood had already taken on a dull dark brown color.
The Buddha was sitting on the beach and resting.
"Is it you?"
Hearing Qiao Wan's movement, the Buddha opened his eyes and frowned, "Why are you back?"
Qiao Wan told the truth, "I can't worry about senior, so I'll come back and have a look."
"You shouldn't come back."
"They will come again," the Buddha frowned again, "This is not the place you should stay."
"Them?" Qiao Wan asked subconsciously.
As soon as these words came out of his mouth, Qiao Wan knew that he had crossed a line.
The Buddha seemed to have glanced at her, but he didn't seem to. After a while, the Buddha spoke again, without covering up, with a sonorous and powerful voice, "My inner demon."
Qiao Wan was a little embarrassed.
Looking at the aura and cultivation of this senior, he must be some eminent Buddhist monk. The eminent Buddhist monk has inner demons, and it would be a bit disgraceful to tell him about it. Qiao Wan didn't expect this senior to admit so straightforwardly that he had inner demons.
The other party lowered his head, his dark blue hair hanging down, as if he was thinking about something. After a while, he spoke again and said decisively, "That's all, come here."
As he spoke, the Buddha stood up and walked straight to a beach. Qiao Wan followed him as instructed.
"I need your help now."
Qiao Wan: "Senior, it's okay to just say it."
"You have seen it before, that evil obstacle is useless under your sword."
Qiao Wan was stunned.
He was referring to the incident not long ago when she popped out the sea monster's eyeballs like chopping melons and vegetables?
Is this really not her illusion?
The Buddha seemed to notice her doubts, paused, and continued: "What you see are my inner demons. They are connected with my soul and can predict my next moves. I want to kill them." It takes a lot of effort.”
"You have nothing to do with them, and they don't expect you to do anything."
"What's more," the Buddha pondered for a moment, "Your spiritual consciousness is quite strong. I'll teach you a move and you can help me kill these evil obstacles." As he spoke, the Buddha frowned, and there was a faint hint in his words. There was a bit of decisive killing intent.
"Wait...wait..."
This progress was so fast that Qiao Wan was a little confused.
"Huh?" The Buddha frowned and asked accusingly, "You don't want to?"
This sound shocked Qiao Wan again.
This is so **** refreshing.
The other party's voice with its own echo effect is too intimidating, deafening, and has a long lingering sound.
Maybe this is Buddhist practice.
It has eight tones, is noble and solemn, and sounds like thunder.
"It's not that I don't want to." Qiao Wan blinked, feeling like there was something wrong with her ears, "My...spiritual consciousness? It's quite strong?"
Is that what she meant?
"Senior, can you make it clearer?"
The Buddha asked, "What's the matter?"
"The thing about spiritual consciousness... being strong..."
"You don't know about this?" The Buddha seemed a little surprised.
Qiao Wan shook his head.
She has always been quite self-aware of her own qualifications, and no one has ever said anything about her spiritual consciousness.
"Come here."
"Now," the Buddha said in a deep voice, "find out your spiritual consciousness."
After listening to the Buddha's words, Qiao Wan closed her eyes and tried to find out her consciousness.
A white light vein slowly condensed and took shape, raising its head.
Qiao Wan followed the Buddha's instructions and directed it to stretch forward.
Guangmai carefully poked out a small tentacle and kept moving forward.
The further his consciousness stretched forward, the more difficult it became for Qiao Wan.
But the Buddha still let her continue.
The light pulse twisted left and right, as if it was a little out of her control,
Boom——
A loud bang.
Qiao Wan's head was empty, and something seemed to pour out like running water!
In an instant, the consciousness surged!
And the light veins also blazed brightly in an instant, increasing in size by more than five times!
Qiao Wan quickly opened her eyes and was shocked when she saw the person in front of her with such a thick waist. She stuttered a little excitedly, "This...is this my consciousness?"
Is her consciousness so powerful?
Qiao Wan was a little flattered.
The Buddha looked very unhappy. When her consciousness surged, he was standing in front of Qiao Wan.
Although he hid quickly enough, the placket on his chest was caught off guard and a tear was pulled out by the light pulse, revealing his smooth and tight chest.
"This is indeed your consciousness."
"Didn't your teacher teach you this?" The Buddha asked in a solemn voice, his brows furrowing even more tightly.
"Not really." Qiao Wan thought for a while and decided to tell the truth about her physical condition.
"Senior, I don't know. My physique is a little different from ordinary people. For some reason, when the spiritual energy enters my body, only 30% of it can be refined. The remaining 70% is like a mud cow entering the sea. Ordinary people spend twice the time to refine the spiritual energy. It will take more than three times the time here," Qiao Wan said, "I think seniors also see my qualifications and cultivation."
"Huh?"
The Buddha looked slightly surprised and said, "Stretch out your hand."
Qiao Wan extended her hand as instructed.
The Buddha stretched out two fingers, put them on her wrist, and touched her up inch by inch.
The Buddha frowned slightly and looked very serious.
Qiao Wan also frowned, with the same serious expression.
Although he already knew what kind of qualifications he had, Qiao Wan was still a little nervous when the Buddha looked at him carefully.
This senior just said that her spiritual consciousness is strong.
It feels like a golden finger suddenly appeared.
What if.
Maybe I am actually gifted, but I have just buried it for so many years. Now with the guidance of the old man, no, the great monk, I have discovered my potential, and since then I have really embarked on the world of boxing. Senior brother, Mary Sue's counterattack by kicking Xie Xingzhi.
Just when Qiao Wan's thoughts were out of control, going astray and imagining winning the first prize in a fellow cultivator meeting, the Buddha finally spoke again.
"I need to examine your sea of consciousness, are you willing?"
This sound once again shook away all her lustful thoughts.
Qiao Wan came back to her senses and nodded without thinking too much, "Senior, just watch."
This strong Buddhist aura and solemn voice could not help her to have any fear or suspicion.
The Buddha's spiritual consciousness is also golden like himself, and looks extremely majestic. But when he probed into her sea of consciousness, it melted away bit by bit like water. The majestic depths were wrapped in extremely subtle and hard-to-detect compassion, tenderness and patience.
Like the spring breeze and flowing water, it transforms the world.
This is true compassion for all living beings regardless of age, gender or status.
From the glance of her eyebrows, she could vaguely tell that this senior was a great beauty, but after getting along with her for a long time, Qiao Wan also knew that this senior had a bad temper and was as strict as her high school teacher.
But such a stern person can actually have such a gentle spirit.
Qiao Wan didn't know why, but her nose suddenly felt sore, and a feeling of grievance inevitably rose in her chest.
This spiritual consciousness is so gentle, it seems to slowly soothe all the pain in people's hearts, and illuminate every inch of darkness and darkness in people's hearts.
The gentleness actually made Qiao Wan want to cry a little.
Thinking that the Buddha was still in front of her, Qiao Wan forced herself to hold back her tears.
At this time, the Buddha stretched out his fingertips again, and gently touched her forehead with his fingertips.
With this press, it was like something exploded in his head, and Qiao Wan's mind suddenly became clear.
Exceptionally sober.
After confirming that what she said was indeed correct, the Buddha retracted his hand and said in a deep voice, "As you just said, your qualifications are different from others. Only 30% of your spiritual energy can be used by you, and the other 70% has dissipated into nothing. There is no trace, but according to what I just saw, 70% of your spiritual energy has not dissipated."
Qiao Wan was stunned for a while. After a while, she swallowed, but her eyes couldn't help but widen a little.
"Senior?"
"You...what do you mean?"
The Buddha said, "I just saw it with you. Although I don't know what the reason is, your spiritual energy over the years has indeed been introduced into your sea of consciousness to nourish your spiritual consciousness. ”
"Therefore, over the years, you have not made any progress in your cultivation."
The girl's sea of consciousness was so wide that he was a little surprised.
He had just released some of his spiritual consciousness, and when he went in to investigate, he could only walk around the outside. Looking inside was an endless black sea, and even he was not allowed to enter.
There was a faint hint of demonic energy in the darkness, but it was so fleeting that even he wasn't sure what it was.
But looking at the girl in front of her, she has an extremely pure temperament, faintly exuding a burst of righteousness. Logically speaking, she should not have anything to do with demonic energy.
There is something fishy about this that needs to be discovered in the future.
Punching a Buddha seal into her sea of consciousness, the Buddha withdrew his hand.
As for the present...
The Buddha couldn't help but take another look at Qiao Wan.
Although her cultivation level is only comparable to foundation building, her spiritual consciousness is about to break through the Nascent Soul.
Her consciousness was originally stronger than ordinary people. Over the years, under the nourishment of spiritual energy, she had grown rapidly.
Qiao Wan froze on the spot, a little dazed.
It felt like a piece of pie fell from the sky, knocking her whole body into confusion.
She couldn't believe it.
Qiao Wan felt a little shaky at her feet and couldn't help but pinch herself. She was so excited that her face was paralyzed as she stammered, "Senior... are you telling the truth? You Could it be a lie... No, comfort me?"
"Liar? Why did I lie to you?"
Qiao Wan suddenly came back to her senses.
The other party is a Buddhist cultivator, so there is no need to lie to her.
But this is really... unbelievable.
Qiao Wan squatted down, silently grabbed a handful of sand, held it in her hands and rubbed it, trying to calm herself down.
After knowing that he was a time traveler, even Qiao Wan was not exempt from the common conventions. He couldn't help but secretly imagine that he was unique and maybe he could have a life as a protagonist.
As soon as she was ready to make up her mind to work hard, the back leg told her that 70% of her spiritual energy had not leaked out at all. Her own cultivation was still at the foundation building stage, and her consciousness was about to break through the Nascent Soul. .
Happiness comes so fast, like a tornado.
The fact that she fell into a dream was too weird. Her senior brother and master helped her see it at first, but they didn't hear at that time how unique her consciousness was.
And since she is a sword cultivator, she naturally does not spend more time and energy on this aspect.
Listening to what the senior said, can she also look ahead and realize that she actually has a cheating cunt?
Qiao Wan's hands were shaking a little with excitement.
The reason why her spiritual consciousness is so strong is because she has been a human for two generations, and her soul is inherently stronger than others.
Secondly, it has something to do with her hard-working practice over the years.
This is all acquired through nourishment and tempering.
She can only utilize 30% of the spiritual energy, and her cultivation efficiency is lower than others, forcing Qiao Wan to spend many times more time on cultivation than others.
Every effort will be rewarded. In fact, under her desperate practice, the remaining 70% was doubled and introduced into her sea of consciousness. As her consciousness was nourished and tempered over time, it would naturally change. Gotta get stronger.
If the Buddha hadn't looked at it for her today, she didn't know when she would have discovered this.
In fact, this cannot be blamed on Qiao Wan. The monks before Yuanying worked hard to practice, but they rarely thought of nourishing and tempering their spiritual consciousness, let alone the stage of foundation building and Qi training.
At the Nascent Soul stage, the importance of the Soul is revealed.
Her spiritual consciousness is equivalent to passing through the middle school stage in one fell swoop and going straight to college. The sequelae are that her body cannot keep up with her soul and her cultivation level has hardly improved.
After rubbing the sand for a while, Qiao Wan finally calmed down, stood up, bowed respectfully to the Buddha in front of her, and thanked her sincerely, "Senior is so kind and kind, I will never forget it. Wherever the younger generation can be used in the future, the younger generation will be willing to go through fire and water. ”
The Buddha ignored her rainbow fart, glanced at her, and said solemnly, "Everyone gets what they need. We don't have to wait until later. I need your help today."
Although her spiritual consciousness is strong, she has not realized this at all for so many years, and has never worked **** this path. Now she wants to use it to kill everyone and counterattack in one fell swoop. Too early.
After Qiao Wan understood this, she was not disappointed at all.
She is very satisfied with today's discovery!
After being satisfied, Qiao Wan thought that this senior was still busy and needed her help, so she quickly asked sincerely, "Senior, when should we start?"
The Buddha glanced at her and withdrew his gaze: "Before that, you still need to learn how to control your consciousness."
Listening to the meaning behind these words, it seems that he wants to teach her personally.
Qiao Wan quickly stood up straight and said, "Senior, please give me some advice."
Nothing is achieved overnight, and skill proficiency must be developed slowly.
If you want to master a skill, you have to try it slowly. The first failure will lead to the second success.
For example, now.
Spiritual consciousness is a very subtle and mysterious thing. It can be transformed into thousands of postures according to your heart.
Boom——
Several light veins swept out instantly.
A small tentacle was raised at the end of the light vein, bent into a very familiar look, and wrapped around the man's wrist in an instant.
The Buddha glanced at the tentacles on his wrist, an ominous premonition suddenly occurred in his heart, and his brows jumped sharply:...
Injury to the spiritual consciousness is different from ordinary physical injuries.
Resisting the urge to strike out with a palm, the Buddha stood there and did not move.
And those light veins seemed to sense the Buddha's tolerance, tightened their tentacles, showed off their power, and continued to move up without knowing whether to live or die.
Wrists, ankles, neck, waist and abdomen...
The tentacles tied the Buddha in mid-air again in a very familiar posture.
And all this happened in a blink of an eye.
After coming back to his senses, he saw Qiao Wan clearly after this scene: (⊙v⊙)? ? ? Is there something wrong?
In the mist, the Buddha's beautiful and solemn face darkened at a speed visible to the naked eye.
A drop of cold sweat slipped silently from Qiao Wan's forehead.
Buddha:......
Qiao Wan:......
Qiao Wan: She really didn’t mean it. The main reason is that the light veins look too much like the sea monster’s tentacles! !
Who knew that as soon as this thought flashed through her mind, it would become like this! !
And with something as bad as tentacles, it’s really hard not to think of adult comics from previous lives!
The picture of the tsundere loli with twin ponytails being **** by tentacles, with a blushing face and shouting Yazhidie appeared in his mind uncontrollably.
As she thought this, the next second, the tentacle transformed by her spiritual consciousness poked out a corner and prepared to drill into the Buddha's cassock.
Qiao Wan:! ! !
Wait! !
The Buddha's cassock had just been torn open by the light veins, revealing his white and firm chest muscles. His consciousness tried his best to obey and restore the small theater in Qiao Wan's mind, and climbed up the Buddha's chest.
Qiao Wan's whole body was in a state of confusion: Stop it!
She almost saw her senior’s pink nipples! This is too bad!
After noticing the movement of the light pulse, the Buddha unexpectedly became silent.
The itchy touch on his skin made the Buddha frown again in discomfort.
After spending such a long time with Qiao Wan, it was the first time that he was refreshed by this seemingly calm and courteous junior.
The tentacles went all the way up the waist. The Buddha kept telling himself in his heart that the injury to his spiritual consciousness was more serious than the ordinary physical injury. Don't think about it with anger, don't think about it with anger... …
After enduring it for a long time, the Buddha couldn't bear it anymore. With a dark face, he shouted angrily, "Before you learn to control your consciousness, I think you have to learn how to control your brain first!!!"