Volume 2 Don't Mess With Me Chapter 118 The Magic Weapon of the Soul Formation
Xiao Jingmei made a grimace at Cheng Feng and buried herself in her game again.
It's just that Cheng Feng stretched out a horse face and looked at Mo Ding with a puzzled expression.
And Mordin just stared at the USB flash drive magic weapon on the table, stunned.
"Xiao Mo, don't you want to give it a try?" Cheng Feng saw that Mo Ding didn't move for a long time, and finally couldn't help but ask.
When Mordin heard this, he seemed to be stunned for a moment, but he immediately covered it up, and said with a smile on his face: "No, no, I can trust you, I'll try again later!"
"This is just a universal magic weapon, everyone's situation is different, only after using it, I can help you make adjustments. Cheng Feng explained.
"Oh, yes. Mordin looked a little absent-minded: "It's okay, when I use it in the future, I'll look back on you if I have any questions." ”
"Then you return the magic weapon to me first, and I will return the money to you!" Cheng Feng suddenly said with a calm face.
"Why?" Mordin was surprised.
"I have to be responsible for what I make, and if you don't use it well, it's also a disservice to my reputation, so I don't want to make anything for people who don't care about my work. He said angrily.
"No, no, no, you misunderstood, I didn't mean that, I need your magic weapon very much. Mordin quickly explained.
"Then why don't you try it now to see if it's easy to use?" Cheng Feng didn't plan to give up.
"This ...... For some other reason!" Mordin said in a hesitation.
"Senior Brother Mo, are you afraid that the two of us are disguised as the killers of the Emperor Shura, and are you afraid of falling into our trap?"
"Ahh
That's right, I've never seen these two people who claim to be the same brother and sister, how can I confirm their true identity?
Thinking of this, Mordin suddenly became nervous, instinctively took half a step back, and clenched the Void Sword in his hand.
"Forget it, this business won't be done today!" Cheng Feng was even more angry when he saw this, and he grabbed the magic weapon of the USB flash drive on the table: "I'll refund you!"
"Hee-hee......" Xiao Jing's sister paper suddenly laughed.
Cheng Feng and Mo Ding both looked at her strangely when they saw this.
"Little Senior Brother Mo, did you have a nightmare just now, dreaming that this long-faced Xuanqi Sect disciple is going to harm you?" Xiao Jingmei said to Mo Ding with her mouth covered.
"How do you know?" Mordin cried out in surprise.
Cheng Feng looked at them inexplicably.
"Senior sister, are you the ghost?" Cheng Feng suddenly came to his senses, and he asked angrily.
"What the hell is going on?" Mordin was even more puzzled by the second monk.
"She always plays tricks on other people's dreams and plays pranks!"
"Hahaha......" Xiaojing's sister couldn't straighten up with a smile, she covered her face with her hands, her shoulders swayed, and the flowers and branches of laughter trembled.
"You mean, the nightmare I had just now was a prank by her?" asked Mordin, pointing to Xiaojing's sister paper.
"Yes, did you dream that we were going to harm you just now?" Cheng Feng asked with a wry smile.
"That's right, just now I saw someone who looks exactly like you knocking on the door in a dream, and gave me the same magic weapon as this one, and the result is ......" Mordin described the encounter in the dream to Cheng Feng, and his heart palpitated.
"Hahaha......" Xiaojing's sister laughed even more: "Did you push open a red and black door, and then you were sucked in......?"
"That's right! It seems that you really did it!" Mo Ding realized that this junior sister of the Xuanjin Sect Xiaojing had indeed done something to her dream just now.
"Senior sister, why are you always like this? Last time I lost my business by you, you promised me not to do it again, but today you ...... again!" Cheng Feng was angry, but he didn't dare to scold too loudly, so he could only pull the horse's face longer in anger.
"I was wrong! I was wrong!" Senior Sister Xiaojing saw that Cheng Feng was really angry, and quickly apologized, but she still couldn't help covering her mouth and snickering.
"Senior sister, you know that Senior Brother Mo was threatened by Emperor Shura, and his life was in danger, and you still tricked him like this!
"Okay, good, I was wrong, I'm sorry for Senior Brother Mo!" Xiao Jingmei knew the severity of the paper, and hurriedly apologized to Mo Ding.
"Okay, don't be angry, today is just an exception, the last time!" she grabbed Cheng Feng's left arm and shook it again: "People today are because they see the disciple in charge of the teacher's respect, and they can't help it when they are competitive for a while!
"That's what you said!" Cheng Feng couldn't stand being shaken by him, so he had to pretend to murder her.
"Definitely!" she grimaced at the horse-faced brother again.
"How did you do that?" Mordin didn't care about her prank, he just wondered how his dreams could be so easily controlled.
"Through the Soul Formation, No...... It's in there. Senior Sister Xiaojing picked up the magic weapon on the USB flash drive on the table.
"I've set up a soul formation in it, and I can intervene in your dreams. She further explained.
"What is a soul formation?" Mordin asked strangely, he had never heard of the knowledge of souls, let alone what a soul formation was.
"You know what a soul is, right?" Xiao Jingmei asked, looking at Xiao Mo with a pair of big watery eyes.
"I don't know, is it the soul of that kind of ghost story?" Mordin asked rhetorically.
"You really don't know anything, didn't your master tell you these things?" she said, incredulous.
"No, the master only taught me the Taixu Xuangong, and the others were never mentioned again. "Mo Ding has been practicing Xuangong for 5 years, and he doesn't feel that he needs any other knowledge to cultivate besides the exercises.
"Huh...... It seems that the legend is still true!" the sister paper shouted again.
"Senior sister!" Cheng Feng immediately stopped her.
"What legend?" Mordin thought strangely.
Xiaojing's sister looked at Cheng Feng with her eyes, and she didn't dare to speak if she was afraid of him.
"Hey, it's some rumors that your master refuses to accept you as an apprentice, and only accepts you as a registered disciple, which are all rumors about people who chew their tongues and make up their masters!" Cheng Feng explained to Mo Ding.
"Hey...... Don't say it, I think it's a bit like it!" Mordin said, pretending to be enlightened.
"Senior Brother Mo?" Cheng Feng looked at him suspiciously.
"Not only does the master not give me money to spend, but he also doesn't teach me the exercises, he doesn't want to take me as an apprentice at all! I'll go to him!" Mordin was about to run out of the door.
Xiaojing's sister was anxious: "Hey, Mordin, that's all fake, lie to you!"
Cheng Feng was also anxious: "Xiao Mo, Xiao Mo! How can Master Zhangzun be that kind of person? How can rumors be believed?"
Seeing that the two of them were in a hurry, Xiao Mo suddenly turned around and smiled.
"I lied to you too!"
He walked back to the bed, sat on the edge of the bed, and looked at the two fellow brothers and sisters in the room, his eyes full of banter.
The junior brother and sister glanced at each other, only to realize that they were placed together by this disciple who was in charge of the teacher. The two smiled self-deprecatingly, and it was a tie.
"My own master, I know best, it doesn't matter what you say outside, rumors can't shake my confidence in Master. Mordin said smugly.
"Yes, yes, yes!" both nodded at the same time.
Mordin seemed to smell something from the two of them, those fellow brothers and disciples seemed to be keen to spread the news that was unfavorable to their master, and he didn't know the reason for this, but, as the only disciple of the Dao Master, he had to maintain the tall image of the master in charge.
"Senior sister, is the soul formation you mentioned another evolution of the Taixu Gong Method?" Mordin took advantage of the situation to ask the question he was most concerned about.
"Yes, it's another name, in our sect, the sea of consciousness of the disciples of the Void God Realm is also called the Yuan Soul, which is actually the evolutionary form of the transition from the soul to the Yuan Shen. ”
In the process of cultivating the Taixu Gong Method, each sect master decomposes and combines the Xuangong method according to his own understanding to form a method suitable for cultivation for the disciples of his own sect, which is actually very normal, and the only one who is taught to the disciples according to the original teachings is only the disciple of the Taixu Sect.
And because the head of the Qingxu Dao Sect, as the head teacher, has not accepted disciples for a long time, so there is a lack of communication with various sects and sects to cultivate the exercises, so Mo Ding knows very little about the evolution of these sects.
He didn't know that from the beginning of his cultivation, all the cultivation of the Taixu Gong Method was aimed at the cultivation of his soul.
He is even an atheist, and there is no soul, past and present lives, and so on.
And now it seems that the grandmasters of other sects have studied this issue more thoroughly, and taught it to their disciples as an important concept on an equal footing with the original teachings, so that in terms of cultivation and advancement, it will be of great benefit to the disciples.
The disciples of those sects, because they have mastered more advanced cultivation techniques, think that their cultivation results are much higher than that of themselves, the only disciple under the throne of the teacher, because the method they cultivate is still the rigid and unchanging Taixu doctrine.
However, judging from the status of the sect, it seems that his own status is higher than theirs, so it is natural that the disciples of other sects have various dissatisfactions.
Otherwise, this Xiaojing sister paper would not have broken the precepts again, and her dream would have been mischievous.
"We'll see!" Mordin thought to himself.
Just now, Senior Sister Xiaojing said about the problem of the soul formation, Mo Ding thought about it carefully, and from the perspective of the Taixu Technique, it was indeed not difficult to understand. Whether it is the Yuan Fetus or the Knowing Sea, they are like their second brain, the second consciousness, they exist independently, but they are connected to their own minds, and they must be cultivated to enhance their connection with them and make their souls stronger.
Thinking of this, Mordin had a feeling of sudden realization.
While these two are here, I might as well ask them for advice today.
Mordin was ready.
"Wait a minute, since you have come to me as a guest today, let me, the senior brother who is in charge of the teacher, treat you well, and don't miss our too vain hospitality. As Mordin said to the two, he let go of the edge of the bed and asked Cheng Feng to sit down.