No one knows transmigration better than me!

Chapter 73 The Sea of ​​Consciousness
The fishy wind dissipated.

Ning Luo's breathing became unobstructed, and his breath gradually calmed down.

What surprised him was that Su Yao, who was obviously curious before, didn't say a word now.

"What's wrong?" Ning Luo stood up with difficulty, wondering, "What's wrong with this vision?"

Su Yao didn't answer.

It's been a long time.

She still didn't respond positively, but only warned: "The Kuroshio can erode the way of heaven, and it will be risky to cause visions here. Next time, don't use this ability indiscriminately during the Kuroshio."

Su Yao paused, and added a rare sentence: "I'm doing this for your own good."

Ning Luo's old face turned dark, this sentence was his unique skill in housekeeping, how could he just say no to it?

Besides, from Su Yao's tone, Ning Luo could also tell that his Taoist skills are probably unique, and it is the core competitiveness that still has an advantage in the face of God's Chosen.

Of course, this cannot be discarded like a shoestring.

Ning Luo asked: "Is it because my vision is too strong, or is it because I can't try it in this environment close to the Kuroshio?"

Seeing that Ning Luo didn't give up, Su Yao had to say in detail: "It's all. In short, when you are in the black tide, you'd better just recite silently in your heart. Even if you are in a safe zone, I suggest you recite orally instead of recording it."

"As for the place close to the Kuroshio, if you burn it like just now, even if your realm is above the ninth realm, there is absolutely no possibility of surviving."

Su Yao's tone was cold, and she didn't read well, but she was really dignified.

Ning Luo knew that Su Yao in such a state was at least [-]% credible. In addition to the weird black sky falling just now, it can be seen that most of Su Yao's statements were not exaggerated.

It seems that the thunder points of the Kuroshio copy are really countless.

If this wasn't a game, Ning Luo felt that his dozens of lives might not be enough to die.

The atmosphere fell into a brief stagnation.

After a while, Su Yao asked, "you also learned this saying from the'ancient medical book'?"

Ning Luo knew that too many words would lead to mistakes, so he said concisely: "Yes."

"Um……"

Su Yao looked at Ning Luo ponderingly, there seemed to be flowers blooming in those pupils, and she could see the truth.

But she quickly shook her head to herself, and sighed in a low voice: "Huh... that's fine, since this is the case, let me teach you a way to cultivate your spiritual consciousness without needing to empathize with Dao."

Ning Luo raised his eyebrows.

You don't need the unity of heaven and man to be able to prostitute your spiritual consciousness for nothing, is there such a good thing?
Ning Luo said seriously: "Okay, I'm ready."

Su Yao's lotus steps moved lightly, and she stuck to Ning Luo's body in an instant, and Yu pointed at the center of his eyebrows.

Ning Luo didn't even see Su Yao's movements, he just smelled the rich fragrance of flowers, and then his vision was blocked by the blowing ribbon.

A gloomy force entered his divine court, and swept away in the upper dantian in a blink of an eye, opening up a dry lake bed.

Ning Luo only felt as if he had turned into dust and saw the intricate but uncultivated spiritual veins in his body.

The spiritual energy rushed in and filled his spiritual veins in an instant. This seems to be Su Yao's handwriting.

Then Lin Qi condensed into liquid droplets, and finally filled the lake of Shenting.

Hundreds of rivers flow into the sea, clear water and Lingbo.

However, the surface of the clear lake soon became rippling, and then surged like a raging wave!

Ning Luo felt like he was in a vortex for an instant, and there was a constant flow of nothingness around him, gradually merging into his body.

After the wind and waves stopped, he suddenly realized that he had a body!
"This is, my divine consciousness incarnation?"

"It's a bit like the Nascent Soul concept in traditional cultivation of immortals."

"Then where did my consciousness come from?"

Ning Luo controlled his avatar and raised his head.

Only then did he notice that he was actually wandering in a vast spiritual sea.

Under his feet are corals of various colors in nothingness, beside him are schools of petite fishes, and above his head is sparkling, reflecting the brilliance of the distant sky and the sun...

"This is!"

"That's it, I understand."

At this moment, Ning Luo suddenly realized.

He thought of the sea of ​​consciousness too purely.

According to the thinking of the ordinary fantasy realm, the three of spirit, energy and spirit are related but separate systems.

Therefore, the sea of ​​qi is filled with aura, the sea of ​​consciousness is filled with spiritual consciousness, and the blood of the heart is pure qi and blood.

But it is not.

Sea of ​​Consciousness Sea of ​​Consciousness refers to the sea of ​​consciousness and spirit, not the confluence of consciousness into the sea.

Those sea water are not divine consciousness, but spiritual energy.

And those schools of swimming fish, and all kinds of underwater plants, this is the body of divine consciousness!
It also includes Ning Luo himself right now.

"Isn't this just refining Qi and transforming into a god?" Ning Luo was tongue-tied and suddenly realized.

"So, cultivating spiritual consciousness is not a process of creating something out of nothing, but refining aura into spiritual consciousness."

"I just need to fill the upper dantian with spiritual energy and gather it into a sea. Then refine the gas and transform it into a god, and conceive life in the ocean. That is the phantom of divine consciousness and a complete sea of ​​consciousness!"

"And if I do this, I only need to unify the exercises, and I can practice spiritual consciousness in one realm."

Ning Luo was stunned. In fact, this was something he knew from the beginning.

Refining essence to transform Qi, refining Qi to transform spirit, refining spirit to return emptiness.

Leaving aside the outdated Lianxu Hedao, when he first started compiling the exercises, he had conceived of these.

But at that time, Ning Luo had no foundation and was unable to put these concepts into practice.

Later, he was immersed in the drastic transformation of the spiritual vein, and was led into a misunderstanding by the entry of destiny, completely ignoring the knowledge and wisdom he originally possessed.

When he regained his old memories, all the inner truths became clear.

Ning Luo rubbed his chin, and said to himself: "So my phantom body with spiritual consciousness is also constructed by spiritual energy and spiritual consciousness. The whirlpool I felt at the beginning... Maybe it was pottery?"

As a time traveler, Ning Luo has seen some videos of potters' workmanship.

Although the process of the illusion of consciousness is different from the centrifugation of clay, they are both the same internal principle and process.

Material preparation, embryo drawing, kiln firing, and painting.

"So the material is to replace the clay with aura."

"Putting embryos is to refine Qi to transform into gods, and to shape the body."

"Kiln firing, kiln firing is the process of solidifying pottery, um... I have the method of burning blood, how about trying it?"

Ning Luo had a bold idea in his heart.

Anyway, this is a sequence dispute, and no money will be deducted if you lose, and it is impossible for him to win against Su Yao.

It's better to do your own experiment.

Ning Luo definitely wouldn't dare to do this during ordinary time travel, after all, experimenting with his own body is no different from sending him to death.

But Sequence Controversy doesn't have this concern.

Ning Luo did what he said, and with a light hook of his index finger, a small island that could accommodate only one person floated to the surface of the sea.

This kind of simple intervention, Ning Luo is already able to do it now.

He sat down cross-legged, and then pulled the blood in his heart, slowly pouring into the sea of ​​consciousness.

Qi and blood dissipated into a mist, and flowed upstream along his internal carotid artery and vertebral artery, and when it reached the sea of ​​consciousness in the upper dantian, it turned into another scene.

A majestic volcano rises above the seabed, and even the spiritual sea is gradually boiling.

Accompanied by the roar of the earth shaking and the mountains shaking, the dark seabed was suddenly dyed red!
Strands of red light flowed along the arteries, and then turned into clusters of blazing flames, rushing out of the crater!

The tide rises and falls along the coast of the isolated island, and the cascading waves surge like broken snow and chaotic clouds!

Immediately afterwards, a series of eye-catching red lights broke through the sea surface, engulfed by the steaming white waves, they lifted the sky away, and even broke through the clouds!

It was a firework, a firework in which the wind was raging and the sea was boiling, and the sea and sky were steaming.

The volcano in the Sea of ​​Consciousness has no dust, so the entire sky is turned into a sea of ​​burning flames.

Fire is falling all over the sky!

In a blink of an eye, Ning Luo's body was reduced to a piece of red magma, scorching the isolated island in the sea and burning his body.

The swimming fish nearby were not scorched, but became more lively and seemed to be "live".

Ning Luo also felt that his figure was becoming more and more solid, and his body feeling was almost the same as his own.

Complicated blood vessels and spiritual veins criss-crossed in his body, and then completely reproduced the details of his body.

"I see."

At this point, there is no need for Su Yao to remind anything, Ning Luo already has an insight into the training techniques of "skills".

Art is the skill of driving the energy of heaven and earth.

Skill is the control of one's own inner energy.

The process of cultivating "skills" is extremely cumbersome. Although it also has the possibility of using Taoism to wait for work, the premise is that it must be mastered first.

After more than ten years of painstaking cultivation in the barren mountains of Ningluo, the Juechen Step is only barely enough for beginners.

That's because he hadn't found the knack for training before.

But now he has found it.

Since "technique" is the skill of controlling inner energy, he can use the phantom of spiritual consciousness to assist in his practice.

Firstly, the cooperation of spiritual consciousness can increase the error tolerance rate of Juechenbu, making Ning Luo make fewer mistakes.

Secondly, he can practice martial arts in his brain through his spiritual consciousness, and freely train and try through his spiritual consciousness phantom and sea of ​​consciousness!

"This should be the way Su Yao wants to teach me. It feels quite effective?"

Ning Luo's phantom suddenly opened his eyes.

He propped himself up and felt the blood vessels and spiritual veins in his body, which were all mirror images of nothingness.

In fact, there is only spiritual consciousness in this phantom, and there is no spiritual energy and blood at all.

It is also because of this that Ning Luo can experiment unscrupulously.

Although the effect of the experiment is debatable, after all, brain supplementation is different from the real world, but it is very convenient to familiarize yourself with techniques and internal energy circuits.

The imaginary spiritual energy and blood circulated, and then traveled around along the trajectory of Juechenbu.

Ning Luo's calf suddenly exerted strength, and he stretched himself up in an instant, galloping recklessly on the sea!
A path of lava rises from the place he passes by, forming an endless passage with the boundless sea of ​​consciousness.

The corners of Ning Luo's mouth rose, feeling very satisfied.

Because the effect of the minor cultivation of spiritual consciousness is really much stronger than that of hard training.

Even if there is a slight error in the trajectory of the spiritual energy, the illusion of spiritual consciousness can be corrected immediately.

But not in this world.

Every failure in this world has to be overthrown and restarted. The time wasted in the process is too much, and there is even the risk of hurting oneself and becoming obsessed.

But there is no Phantom of Consciousness.

This is a practice room.

Although Ning Luo can't do it now, but when his level of spiritual consciousness is high enough, he can even simulate various environments for him to experiment with tricks!

Of course, the illusion of spiritual consciousness also has its flaws, that is, everything here is an idealized environment.

Or it can be understood as unlimited firepower.

In short, it is different from reality after all, so it is impossible to cultivate unique skills only by spiritual consciousness.

But Ning Luo was already very satisfied.

"With the Consciousness Sea Kung Fu Room, there is a place for experimenting with all four skills, at least I don't have to worry about inexplicably dying because of trying to invent something new."

"So... what about the sword intent of the sword bone?"

Ning Luo recalled the cold light that transcended the dimension before and easily split Wuwu into two.

His heart was about to move, his hands itched unbearably.

We've come this far!

The spiritual consciousness training room has been built, and Juechenbu has also found a training method.

He even created the skills of burning the consciousness and tempering the Nascent Soul spontaneously.

Then, it’s okay to go a step further, right?
Anyway, it's come this far!

It's okay to die anyway.

Anyway...

"Well."

Ning Luo swallowed dryly, clenched his fists tightly, and a strange light flashed in his eyes.

A place like the practice room is indeed a place that will make people go up.

barren mountain.

Su Yao sat cross-legged in the void, dangling her feet boredly.

She still doesn't know what kind of ghosts and snakes have been extended by Ning Luo for her casual call.

But Su Yao is in a hurry.

Because she is hungry.

It hasn't been long since the start of the game, and she shouldn't be hungry so quickly.

But after all, she broke through the eight realms in one breath, and was almost severely injured by the whale fall of the death path, so the physical exertion was unavoidably excessive.

She frowned slightly, and stared at Ning Luo who was sitting cross-legged, "It's so slow, I still have a lot of things that I haven't taught, when will it be?"

"I'm very hungry."

Su Yao's personality has liquefied again.

She curled her lips, finally defeated by her appetite, got up and pointed at Ning Luo's eyebrow again.

"It's cheaper for you, let me teach you by hand."

Immediately afterwards, Su Yao's phantom body condensed into Ning Luo's sea of ​​consciousness.

Then, she saw the braised immortal sword hanging alone in the air, almost piercing through the sea of ​​consciousness!

Su Yao: "..."

Me, did I go to the wrong place?
(End of this chapter)