Chapter 12: Condensation

"You kid, this spirit condensation method is handed down by the ancients, and it is already incomplete, and the people of later generations will only use it to assist in condensing qi into liquid when they sense the spirit realm, and your idea is also peculiar."

Grandpa Mo Ran stared at the little sparrow that turned out, muttered in his mouth, and after thinking for a moment, he stretched out a finger and attracted the spirits of the four directions.

The aura slowly gathered, condensed between the fingers, and gradually revealed a little sparrow in the state of aura, the shape of which was like a square sparrow, lifelike.

"Grandfather and grandson are not good things, hum!" Fang Tianque looked at it, turned his head and snorted, revealing dissatisfaction.

The two Fang Tian Sparrows condensed by the aura in front of him were exactly the same as it, and the little finch couldn't look past it, so it scattered the qi in Mo Ran's hand.

It's just that the little sparrow that had dispersed came back again, and it was useless to disperse a few times, so it lost a little interest, and lazily lay on Mo Ran's head, looking helpless.

"Grandpa, I can only condense the size of a square inch. If it is a grandfather, it should be able to condense a bigger one" Mo Ran looked at Fang Tianque on this grandfather's finger and thought of a guess.

This kind of spiritual object condensed by the spirit condensation method should be related to cultivation, but as soon as his words fell, Fang Tianque, who was originally in Grandpa Mo Ran's hands, dissipated into aura.

"It seems that not everyone can use the Spirit Condensation Method like this, the Fang Tianque I condensed just now has a trick, although it looks the same as you in the past, but with the help of another Spirit Realm method. After the spiritual realm, there is the sacrificial realm, the sacrificial spirit is formed, and the condensation of qi is similar to the method of sacrificial form, and you will know it in the future."

The old man shook his head and sighed, thinking that this spirit condensation method can actually condense and transform substances when feeling the spirit realm, and this method should not be so chicken as the world says.

Just being in the spiritual realm can make the monks understand the point of condensing qi into things, this method has been against the sky, to know how many monks do not understand the meaning of the spirit form, and are stuck in the spirit transformation life.

The young man in the room looked curious, this condensation is very fun, a few attempts, you can transform into many beasts, as long as you think about it, you can make it condense into a form.

Although it is only the size of a square inch, according to his grandfather, this is his own figure.

"Hey, there are dozens of spiritual veins in your body, and it's only been a few days!"

Grandpa Mo Ran didn't observe carefully when he first entered the door, and then he was attracted by the Spirit Condensation Method, and only now did he find out.

Mo Ran in front of him, there were dozens of spiritual veins in his body, and they were all green and secluded, much wider than normal, which surprised him for a while.

"Aren't there more than a dozen spiritual veins in the body?" the young man blinked, showing surprise.

When he looked at himself for the first time, he saw more than a dozen verdant and emerald spiritual veins, thinking that this was not the original one, but listening to his grandfather's tone, it seemed that there was something he didn't know.

"You kid, have you lost all the codex and ancient books that you have shown you? Isn't there any basic common sense written in them? Spiritual cultivation leads the spirit into the body, melts into the hundred veins, and condenses into liquid. Haven't you seen it?"

The old man in the room instantly widened his eyes, and he couldn't help but breathe, this kid didn't understand anything, so he started to cultivate his spirit indiscriminately, but he even cultivated an appearance.

In ancient times, the spiritual cultivation attracted the aura of the four directions, gathered in the hundred veins, that is, the so-called spiritual veins, and the hundred spiritual veins, which were the limits of the spirit.

Now all veins are open, only in legends, when the world cultivates the spirit, even a vein can condense the spiritual liquid.

The number of spiritual veins is just to distinguish the speed of condensation, and the cultivation is strong or weak, and the so-called outstanding people will generally open to more than fifty veins in the spiritual realm before they will step into the second step of the spiritual realm.

It's no wonder that Grandpa Mo Ran was surprised, he only left for a few days, and when he came back, he found that Mo Ran had opened more than ten spiritual veins, and a lot of spiritual fluid had also condensed, and anyone would be shocked.

When he first entered the Spiritual Realm, he reached above the Ten Pulses, recalling that when he first stepped into the Spiritual Path, he had laid the foundation in the Spiritual Realm for two years before he opened to the sixty-eighth Pulse and stepped out of the first realm.

"I'm here for a few days, you give me a good book, save the chaos" Grandpa Mo Ran knew that Mo Ran had just entered the spiritual path, and he was also negligent, and this kid in front of him was in contact with some things about the spirit for the first time, and it was inevitable that there were many things that could not be understood.

"It's too late to open the pulse for the time being, the method of condensing the spirit, since you like it, study it more"

In Qingshan Village, Mo Ran these days, in addition to reading ancient books, is to learn this method of condensation, I heard my grandfather say that this method was originally incomplete, and now it is only used to speed up the speed of condensation.

However, he found his own way and used the spirit condensation method on the condensation, and after a few days of condensation, he was indeed much more proficient.

"Voldemort looks like it's a little difficult to condense it, try to condense a wild boar or something"

The faint aura around him moved with the young man's fingertips, and the form of a cracked tooth pig turned nearby, but there were no two cracked teeth, which was a little more cute.

"Hey, it's a pity, it won't move" The young man looked at the little pig in front of him and poked it with one finger, although it didn't collapse, but he could only look and touch.

Recently, he has been thinking about some of the wonderful uses of this spirit condensation method, if only he could use the spirit method to guide the condensed spirit object and make it move.

Because the aura is originally a state of agility, coupled with guidance, the condensed spiritual object may not be dead, and then thinking that this method may work, but pondered for a few days.

For several days, Mo Ran was obsessed with the method of condensing the soul, and if it was purely condensed in kind, it would already be as big as a promise.

However, as he practiced every day, he thought that in the future, if his realm would improve, it would not be impossible to condense an ancient beast dozens of zhang in size.

A smart little finch condensed in Mo Ran's hand, and then a few traces of aura faintly crossed, like a traction, the little finch trembled all around, and still dispersed the aura in Mo Ran's light sigh.

"It shouldn't be like this, if it is condensed still life, even if it is scattered, it will be condensed back to its original state, why just a little attraction to make it change into a dynamic, but it will collapse directly"

The young man frowned, looking at the little sparrow in his hand that had collapsed into aura again and again, with a bitter melon on his face, and he didn't understand how to think about it.

"What went wrong?"

"Condensing the spirit, if the condensed spirit is empty and has its shape, what can it be called a spirit?" Mo Ran tried a hundred times, but no matter what the situation, he couldn't figure it out.

A young man walked between the mountains and forests, with a sad look, he stayed in the village for the past few days, did not go out, and because of the study of spiritual law, his heart was too bored, and then he wanted to go out of the village to relax.

Just looked at the little beasts around him, relieved his brows, and a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, but he understood a little.

"Soul Gaze, I should have thought of it

The young man in the forest was a little younger, feeling the breath of the nearby creatures, and thought of some, the voice of the spirits, the spirits of the plants and trees, the spirits of the beasts, the spirits of the earth, everything has its spirit, the so-called condensation, maybe the condensation is not qi, but a kind of spirit.

Immediately, the aura condensed again in his hand, and an ordinary blue bird was formed, with emerald green feathers, flashing with green light, lifelike, very beautiful.

When the boy raised his hand, the blue bird flew into the sky, although there was no sound, but its wings fluttered and shouted, it was no different from an ordinary blue bird, soaring in the sky.

"Sure enough, the method of condensing spirits, the word condensation, both have true meanings, if one of them is missing, this method will not be perfect! Grandpa is right, the method of condensing spirits has been handed down from ancient times to the present, and it has long been incomplete, and this method should really be against the sky."

Mo Ran looked at the blue bird, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

He was too obsessed with condensing words, thinking that the method of condensing the spirit was to condense the aura. In fact, now that I think about it, if it is just a condensed appearance and does not have its spirit, what is the spirit?

When cultivating the soul in the world, you may have forgotten the original intention, feeling the spiritual realm, just nine characters, listening to the spiritual sound, observing the spiritual form, and understanding the spiritual meaning, how many monks can do it.

The blue bird circled the sky and flew back to his hand, this time he used the spirit condensation method skillfully, and it also helped him a lot in his spiritual cultivation, he could only condense still life, missing a trace of spirituality, which was the original meaning of the spirit he had forgotten.

Condensation, condensation is the spiritual will, not just the aura, if it is not for this time to feel the voice of the spirits, the little spiritual will in it, maybe it will be troubled for a long time.

The blue bird moves from static to dynamic, although it is simple, but it is much more difficult than condensing a word, and it is not clear to see through it.

"Just understanding the spiritual intent, it has such an effect, cultivating the spirit all the way, it is really wonderful" The young man muttered, even more curious about the matter of spiritual cultivation.

"It's a pity that the current aura condensation is still not enough, not only the maintenance time is short, but the strength of the condensation is also insufficient, if the aura is condensed, it is as solid as a rock, maybe it can be used as a means!"

"Bastard Mo Ran, you, you, you! How can this fly!"

Before Mo Ran entered the house, he condensed a square sky finch the size of an inch and quietly flew into the house to tease the sleeping little finch.

"Yo, little sparrow, you will have company in the future, this Fang Tianque is much older than you" The young man smiled evilly.

This little sparrow squeezes him every day, it's time to teach her a lesson, and the old man of the province speaks ill of himself in front of his sister.

"You bastard, our Fang Tianque is the spirit pet of heaven and earth, and he was illusioned by you like this, it's so hateful!"

The little sparrow's squeamish voice came, flapping its wings and pounding on Mo Ran's head, indicating dissatisfaction.

"Okay, okay, I won't tease you, the spiritual fluid is for you, and a few more drops have been condensed recently"

Mo Ran smiled, this little sparrow's temper is really not small, but when he thinks of this guy, he still condenses a drop of emerald green spiritual liquid and gives it to it.

"You have a conscience" The little sparrow opened his mouth and swallowed a drop, and the cyan aura flashed, circulating all over his body, and he was happy.

In fact, he had some doubts in his heart, and now according to his understanding, this kind of spiritual liquid, all spiritual cultivation has it, why does this Fang Tianque like his spiritual liquid so much, and then asked.

"Little sparrow, what's so special about my spiritual fluid, don't all spiritual cultivators have spiritual fluid?"

"I don't know, I just feel that your spiritual fluid is different from other people, and it has a very intimate feeling, which helps me a lot"

"That's right."

Mo Ran was a little suspicious in his heart, but he didn't pay attention to it anymore, anyway, Fang Tianque was good by his side, and he could tease him when he was bored on weekdays.

Moreover, if he went to the outside world in the future, he might have to cross many peaks, and if he didn't have Fang Tianque to carry him, he would be in trouble.

Qingshan Village, a few days later, also ushered in a grand event, a coming-of-age ceremony!

Mo Ran is now sixteen years old, and he was away for nearly two months, but fortunately he returned to the village a few days early, otherwise he would have missed one of the few grand events in Qingshan Village.

The preparations for the coming-of-age ceremony in the village had already begun a few days earlier, but he had recently learned the spiritual method and had forgotten about it, but now that he saw it, he remembered it.