Taishang Hualong Jue

Chapter 8 Self-Cultivation is Soul Cultivation

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Qin Luo took a deep breath, the shock and joy on his face could not be concealed, what level of skill did he get, and the speed of absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth was so fast.

This technique is too heaven-defying!

Not to mention the Qingyuan Kung Fu, even the complete Qinglong Sacred Art is hard to come by.

Qinglong Sacred Art, that is the highest cultivation method of Qinglong Holy Academy, divided into nine layers, after he entered the Holy Academy, he was cultivated as a seed, and obtained the first three layers of the art, but after being expelled from the Holy Academy , the Qinglong Sacred Jue that he had practiced was abolished, and no further practice was allowed.

Qin Luo took a deep breath, suppressed the shock in his heart, and murmured, "This exercise called the Reincarnation Scripture was passed down by that roulette. What is the origin of that roulette? How did it appear in In my soul sea?"

In the body, there was a buzzing sound, and in the mysterious and chaotic space, the simple and unpretentious roulette vibrated slightly, the mysterious and obscure lines flickered, the halo flowed, and the chaotic yin and yang, six reincarnations... Strange and mysterious fluctuations emanated .

"Why can't my battle spirit be manifested? Could it be the reason for the disappearance of the sea of ​​souls? It's just that the battle spirit still exists, and I can sense its existence. Moreover, the power in my body has not disappeared." Qin Luo There was a puzzled look on his face, and with a thought, the vague and illusory dragon shadow appeared on his body again.

Generally speaking, the body training state is the process of tempering the physical body and strengthening the physical body to carry the battle spirit.

The awakening state, as the name suggests, is the awakening of the god-given battle soul. When the power is used, the battle soul is revealed. Therefore, both the speed of absorbing the spiritual energy of the world and the combat power will be greatly improved. The more advanced the battle spirit, the greater the improvement.

But for him, there is only a vague dragon shadow, more like the projection of a war spirit.

He lowered his head slightly, looked at the light blood-colored lines on the back of his hand, and there was a strong look of disbelief in his eyes, could it be...

Qin Luo suddenly had an astonishing guess in his heart.

With his current level of cultivation, it is natural that he cannot make the battle spirit manifest, but he is different from ordinary people. This is a re-cultivation, and the awakening of the war spirit does not need to go through a second time.

Therefore, the fighting spirit should be manifested outside the body, but the current situation is that, no matter how he pushes it, only the shadow of the outline similar to the projection is manifested. The real fighting spirit cannot be manifested at all. I don't even know where it is stored, I can only vaguely perceive its existence.

Normally, this is impossible.

No matter how powerful and heaven-defying the battle spirit is, it will not have self-awareness. It is completely controlled by the warrior, and it can be manifested in a single thought. And his mysterious dragon-type battle spirit, let alone manifested, can be seen anywhere in the body. I can't feel it, but I can feel it exists.

Bowing his head slightly, Qin Luo looked at the light blood-colored lines emerging from the back of his hands. There was a trace of gold hidden in the blood-color, which was strange and majestic.

The blood-gold lines are shallow and almost invisible to the naked eye. Qin Luo can see the lines wriggling and changing gently.

Qin Luo took a deep breath, stood in the wind and snow, and slowly closed his eyes. At this moment, he raised his mental perception to the limit. At the same time, he urged the power to flow into the blood-gold pattern, intending to manifest it.

A faint ray of light shines through his body, the golden light is hidden in the strange red blood color, the strangeness is full of sacred majesty, the strange blood-golden light circulates on his body surface, the blood-golden lines squirm and change, and the appearance of dragon scales manifests between changes .

hold head high!
The deep dragon chant resounded in his body, the majesty was surrounded by a monstrous and ferocious aura, a mysterious force quietly poured into his limbs and bones, and a sense of surging power filled his whole body.

Eyes opened, a blood-colored dragon shadow entangled in the eyes, and then slowly disappeared, Qin Luo's face showed a look of enlightenment, and he lowered his head slightly, looking at the blood-golden lines flickering slightly on his hands.

I saw the cortex squirming slightly, and the blood-gold two-color light condensed and flowed, and mysterious and mysterious illusory lines emerged. Those lines were like wriggling dragons, hidden in the clouds and mist, unpredictable, and after a while , turning into a fuzzy and illusory dragon scale.

A strange look appeared on Qin Luo's face. Sure enough, he guessed right. His fighting spirit was completely fused with his physical body. Regardless of each other, the fighting spirit is the real self, and the real self is the fighting spirit. , Cultivating the soul of battle is to cultivate the self.

Others practiced fighting spirits, but he, Qin Luo, cultivated himself!
The complete fusion of body and soul into one is simply unheard of and unprecedented.

It has never been heard that the battle soul will be completely fused with the warrior's physical body. Even the strong man in the magic realm can only condense the battle soul from illusion to substance, and then merge with the physical body to exert the power of the battle soul, but That was only a temporary body-soul fusion, and the physical body could not bear the powerful and violent power of the war spirit for a long time.

"I'm afraid I will be regarded as a monster." Qin Luo showed a wry smile on his face. The battle spirit is like this, and if he guessed correctly, so is his disappearing soul sea.

Shaking his head, Qin Luo didn't think much about it. He looked at the blood-gold lines on the back of his hand, pondered for a moment, and with a thought, surging power surged into his right hand and merged into the entire palm. His eyes were fixed on its changes.

With the influx of that power, I saw the blood-gold lines wriggling and changing crazily, and the color gradually deepened from light to dark, and finally turned into a blood-gold horny layer, giving people a sense of indestructibility. With a hint of gold, it is strange and majestic.

Qin Luo grinned, with unconcealable excitement on his face, and a tinge of strange curiosity. Could he be considered a different kind of "strong man" in the Dharma Aspect Realm?

He held his chin lightly, his eyes rolled, thinking about whether he could use it to pretend to be a strong person in the future...

After a while, he shook his head and laughed dumbfoundedly. How can a powerful person in the Faxiang Realm be so easy to pretend, that kind of momentum is earth-shattering and suffocating, but his behavior is at most just bluffing people for a moment at the beginning, and will soon be be noticed.

Seeing the blood-gold cuticle emerging from the back of his hand, Qin Luo grinned, strode to a big bluestone covered with ice and snow, took a light breath, and punched out.

The fist blasted out, squeezed the air, and made a sharp sonic boom. With a "bang", the huge bluestone exploded, and the gravel flew, leaving holes in the ice and snow.

"What a powerful force."

Looking at the blood-gold fist, Qin Luo took a breath of cold air, feeling the surging power in his body, which made him intoxicated, but it also felt unreal. After a while, his surging heart finally Gradually calm down.

Sitting cross-legged on the snow-covered ground, Qin Luo's heart was turned upside down, holding the mysterious knot in his hand, running the mysterious exercise called "Samsara Heavenly Scripture", and soon fell into a samadhi, with a breeze blowing around his body, invisible There is no phase, it moves silently, and the air flow is flowing, which is drawn by the aura of heaven and earth.

Hands knead mysterious and mysterious knots on both knees, wisps of air flow around the fingertips, there is a light wind around the body, the chest rises and falls slightly, and the air flow surrounds each breath, forming a perfect and wonderful cycle .

(End of this chapter)