But after thinking for a while, he couldn't think of anything. In any case, no matter if it worked or not, he would know after trying.
Wu Ling Sanren thought for a while. Unable to come to a conclusion, he turned his eyes back to Wei Sheng and Gu Rong Ping.
Just at this time, a dot of starlight that looked like silver sand slowly floated in front of his eyes.
Zuo Mo suddenly felt some admiration for Pu Yao. To be able to put something into the center of the sea of consciousness, Pu Yao's skill was very strong.
Looking at the yao core that was covered in vine-like tubes, he was slightly entranced.
What he hadn't expected was that just as his mind moved, a thread of flame flew out of the sea of fire and flew in front of him!
Wu Ling Sanren didn't know what had happened to Zuo Mo's consciousness.
The spiritual scripture that Wu Ling Sanren cultivated was a side branch of his sect's scripture. Because he was interested in formations, he had cultivated it for a while. But this was just a side job. A sword xiu, there could only be one main job, cultivating the sword!
The deep red flame with a tinge of black wrapped around the star sand. Like a female singer twisting her waist, it danced eerily!
He didn't stop. He controlled this deep red flame and started to process the star sand in his hand.
After trying a few times, he gave up on this pointless action and started to search for something that could act as the core.
He tried to use the method he usually used to channel his consciousness to communicate with the consciousness in the surroundings.
His mind suddenly moved. If he copied the structure of the yao core's sea of consciousness, would he be able to stabilize the consciousness and not be like scattered sand that couldn't be pinched together?
Zuo Mo sank into deep thought. Consciousness might be shapeless and intangible, but it was like ling power and could be split. The mind was a person's thoughts. How could thoughts be split?
Zuo Mo felt it wasn't right. In his understanding, the consciousness that was split off should have a certain degree of autonomy. Otherwise, what was the difference between splitting his consciousness into strands and controlling a few at the same time? Consciousness was shapeless and intangible, so it could be molded into any shape.
In a remote little jie like Sky Moon Jie where sword xiu ran rampant, how could he find a good method to cultivate consciousness?
The yao core had been implanted later, so these thin tubes of the meridians and vines should have been there later. After implanting the yao core, his ability to control his consciousness had increased. Zuo Mo guessed that it was these things that had been effective.
He felt that there was nothing wrong with his train of thought, but he needed to find a solution. He began to wander around in his sea of consciousness, looking for something that could act as a nucleus. It was strange that he could clearly see Pu Yao, but the two seemed to be in two different worlds. No matter how he called Pu Yao, or even floated past him, Pu Yao did not feel anything.
Wu Ling Sanren was skilled in formations and his consciousness was naturally not weak. However, he found that when his consciousness was one zhang away from Zuo Mo, it seemed to touch an invisible wall. He could not break through it no matter what. He exclaimed in surprise. He was jindan, and Zuo Mo was just zhuji. Theoretically, the strength of his consciousness was not something that Zuo Mo could stop. However, the situation in front of him was that he was blocked. This kind of situation generally occurred when the strength of the spiritual awareness of the two sides was not much different.
Strictly speaking, this could not be counted as truly being carried out at the same time, because the four Glyph Formations came first and then last. It was more of a coordinated process. However, the time difference between these four events was extremely small, making it seem as if they were happening at the same time.
The starlight was surrounded by a thin layer of divine sense, as if there was a thin layer of gray Qi covering it!
Was there really something wrong with his train of thought? He unconsciously floated back into the consciousness. Feeling the familiar feeling that came from the consciousness, he furrowed his brow and thought hard.
Of all the xiuzhe, the majority were seal xiu that were skilled in the consciousness. But even seal xiu still persisted in using ling power as their main focus. Just like Dhyana xiu. They were said to be the xiuzhe most skilled in body cultivation, but in reality, they still mainly cultivated ling power.
Joy suddenly came into Zuo Mo's eyes!
He did not have Pu Yao's skills. It was clearly impossible to take something from the outside. This thing that could be used as a nucleus, it had to be something that was already here. Looking at the yao nucleus in front of him, he couldn't help but think, if this yao nucleus was really like vines and could bear fruit, then he wouldn't have nothing to use.
Zuo Mo understood that his train of thought was definitely wrong.
When he had used the [Great Li Fire Formation] to fight against Zong Ming Yan, Zuo Mo had used a similar technique. At that time, he had needed to control the [Dragon Tying Formation], the [Li Fire Formation], the [Three-Turn Fire Formation], and the [Great Li Fire Formation] at the same time. Zuo Mo's consciousness technique had reached a very fine level of control of four formations at the same time.
The speed at which the starlight spread was very slow. If he wanted to spread to the area where all the consciousness was, it would take a long time.
His gaze couldn't help but land on the sea of consciousness. That place was a sea of fire! Maybe he could use those deep red flames, Zuo Mo thought uncertainly.
Pu Yao did not tell him how to split the consciousness. Zuo Mo looked at the surroundings. All around him was the consciousness, like a vast grey gas. The sea of consciousness was wrapped in the center of the consciousness, and the stars floated on the outside. It was so enormous, and invisible, Zuo Mo felt he didn't know where to start.
Seeing a glimmer of hope, Zuo Mo quickly faced another problem.
Fire … …
Zuo Mo was not unfamiliar with smelting. Right now, he could be considered an expert in controlling fire. But quickly, what made him depressed was that he was unable to summon the Stalagmite fire. Without fire, wanting to smelt them into one, wasn't that a fool's dream?
He had always thought that the sea of consciousness was like a little island. Now, he found that it was actually a sphere. The place he usually went to was the surface of the sphere. The inside of the sphere was empty, and the yao core was at the very center. The yao core was about the size of a walnut, like a water bladder. Around it, there were many thin tubes that looked like meridians and vines. Zuo Mo couldn't name them. These thin tubes connected the yao core to the shell of the sea of consciousness.
He suddenly thought of the yao core in his body. Just as the thought popped up in his mind, the scene around him changed again!
This absurd thought just flashed through his mind with a smile.
After that, he continuously tried all kinds of things, and concluded many things.
This was not possible!
Only now did he know that the yao core was hidden in his sea of consciousness, and in the very center of the sea of consciousness.
The more he thought about it, the more he felt it was reasonable. Thinking about it, the invisible and intangible consciousness did not float away because of the existence of the sea of consciousness. And the yao core could allow him to control his consciousness as he wished.
Zuo Mo felt his consciousness was silently changing as the starlight seeped in. But what kind of change would it be? Looking at the stars continuously spitting out starlight, the starlight slowly spreading out in his consciousness, he had a feeling that this kind of change would continue for a while.
Yet when he walked through the entire sea of consciousness, he didn't find anything.
The star sand was as loose as sand. If he wanted to use it as the core, he needed to forge it into one.
At that time, his consciousness had been like a big octopus with four tentacles. He had controlled four formations at the same time.
Ha! That's it!
Taking his gaze back from the consciousness, he started to think about the "spiritual split" that Pu Yao had told him about. The consciousness in front of him was so clear, he could feel it with his hand. This was the first time the consciousness had appeared so directly in front of him. He didn't know if this was an illusion, or just his imagination. He felt it was hard to determine so he didn't think about it.
It was because the consciousness was so close that he naturally thought of "spiritual split."
Compared to ling power, xiuzhe's understanding of the consciousness was much less. Even a jindan xiuzhe like Wu Ling Sanren didn't dare to say he had much understanding of the consciousness. On the market, there were countless jade scrolls for cultivating ling power, but the number of jade scrolls for cultivating the consciousness was pitifully few, and it was not valued. It could be said to be the most unpopular of the unpopular.
The explosions around Zuo Mo became even more frequent. With the naked eye, he could clearly see the air continuously exploding, creating little whirlpools.
His gaze suddenly stopped.
But at this time, he didn't have any better methods. He could only try.
Controlling four formations at the same time, that was Zuo Mo's limit. It wasn't doing four things at the same time, but four steps at the same time.
He decided to try with the star sand in his hands.
Zuo Mo didn't have the time to call Pu Yao before his body passed through the sea of fire and was pulled into the bottom of the sea of consciousness.
The speed at which the four stars sprayed out the star sand was not fast. After a long time, Zuo Mo only managed to collect an extremely small handful.
"Spiritual split" was actually multitasking in the true sense. It could do several things at the same time. If that was the case, then other than the consciousness, there should also be the mind!
He carefully reached out to grab the dot of starlight. The starlight entered his palm and didn't have any weight. But at this time, he could feel it even more clearly. There was a thin layer of consciousness around the starlight. This layer of consciousness was slightly thicker than the consciousness in other places.
But before he could be happy for long, the ball of consciousness in his hand disappeared. As expected, it wouldn't be so simple. He wasn't demotivated. He wasn't surprised by this result. The first time he heard the words "spiritual split," he felt it wouldn't be so simple.
He could indeed control this consciousness, and it was very easy to control it. But the consciousness was like sand. He could easily squeeze it into a ball in his hand, but if he let go, it would scatter into a pile. If Zuo Mo's mind stopped, this consciousness would return to its original state.
Wu Ling Sanren might be skilled in formations, but he wasn't a seal xiu. He was a sword xiu.
This was so smooth that Zuo Mo was stunned. He had never controlled the flames in the sea of consciousness before.
Therefore, he saw the yao seed!
Then what would he use as the sea of consciousness, and what would he use as the yao seed?
Starlight! Right, how could he forget starlight?
But he was only slightly shocked before recovering. He guessed that something was happening to Zuo Mo's consciousness. The explosions around Zuo Mo made him even more certain of his judgement.
Wei Fei, who had been alarmed by Wu Ling Sanren's light sound, only glanced at Zuo Mo before taking his gaze away. He was also in jindan and naturally could see that Zuo Mo's consciousness had changed. But in his view, the consciousness was not the correct path. So what if the consciousness was cultivated to a high level?
Discovering the uses of the star sand, Zuo Mo started to squat next to the four stars to collect the star sand.
Just as his thoughts moved, the grey consciousness beside him flooded towards him. A short while later, a ball of consciousness appeared on his hand. Zuo Mo couldn't help but be overjoyed. It was this easy?
The sea of consciousness was quickly pulled closer. In the blink of an eye, he appeared in the sea of consciousness. Pu Yao was not far away. Zuo Mo saw Pu Yao suddenly open his eyes and look around, but then a slightly puzzled expression came onto his face.
Zuo Mo decided to call them star sand because when he got close, he found that they weren't balls of light, but had substance, just like sand.
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