If the refining pen is regarded as a smooth pipeline for transporting spiritual power, then the stone pen in Fang Yi's hand now is like a congested pipe with a lot of sludge. If the spiritual power wants to continue to pass through it at a certain frequency, it needs to take several times more energy than in the past.

The brightness of the tip of the stone pen flickered and dimmed, this was due to the inability to accurately control the frequency of mental power output, and the excessive impurities greatly increased the difficulty of Fang Yi's accurate control of mental power output.

Fang Yi didn't have the slightest impatience, and he wasn't in a hurry anyway, this could be regarded as a kind of cultivation.

He tried carefully, and as time passed, the brightness of the nib gradually stabilized, and after half an hour, it finally maintained a fixed frequency and did not change again.

This seemingly simple process is actually very difficult.

When using the refining pen, the output pipeline is very smooth, and it is naturally not very difficult to maintain a certain frequency of mental power, but if the pipe is full of various impurities, the spiritual power can only be dispersed, interspersed from the gaps between impurities and impurities, and then synthesized at the tip of the pen, and finally adjusts the frequency.

Of course, it is also possible to adjust the frequency at the beginning of the dispersion of spiritual power, but this will undoubtedly make the transmission much more difficult, basically no one will deliberately do this, Fang Yi also gave up this way.

And this process of dispersion and aggregation is equivalent to controlling several or even dozens of strands of spiritual power to transmit in different trajectories at the same time, which is equivalent to using several or even dozens of uses in one mind, and the difficulty can be imagined.

Only when people's spiritual power is strong enough to a certain extent, can they re-separate their spirits, grasp all the subtleties of the entire channel as a whole, and accurately monitor and control every change, so that they can do it.

This is not to say that if you have strong mental power, you will definitely be able to do this, the strength of mental power is just the threshold, and you need to be quite talented to use this kind of thing, and it has nothing to do with the level of IQ. It doesn't take long for talented people to master this trick, and if they don't have talent, no matter how much they practice, it's completely useless, and if they don't do it well, they will get schizophrenic.

Obviously, Fang Yi had a talent in this area, although his spiritual power could not be compared to that of a fourth-level divine creator, but after cultivating the Yijin Sutra during this period of time, and after the improvement after the previous adventure, it was not far behind, and it only took half an hour for him to achieve this.

"Okay, the first step is complete, this stone pen is violently consuming my spiritual power every second, without further ado, I will refine it immediately. ”

Fang Yi felt that the stone pen in his hand was like a tire with many holes, and his spiritual power was like an injected air, constantly escaping from these holes, and it was consumed very quickly.

The tip of the pen touched the ground, Fang Yi's expression was solemn and solemn, and he had already drawn a refining formation in the dark.

Fang Yi didn't need to look at it at all, the tip of the pen was over, and it naturally left his spiritual imprint on the ground, allowing him to clearly feel the shape of the lines and patterns drawn out, this kind of vision was clearer and more profound than directly using his eyes.

One by one, the figures with mysterious meanings are completed under Fang Yi's pen, and there is a calm and steady movement in the unhurried brushstroke, and between the rotation of the brush, there is a kind of grace like a dance, which makes people unconsciously indulge in it.

In the darkness, Fang Yi's face gradually turned pale, and at this time, the refining formation had only completed two-thirds of the way.

"No, the consumption of spiritual power by this pen is too serious, not to mention that I have to allocate a large part of my energy to control the spiritual power to disperse and combine, so that the consumption of spiritual power is even greater, this time I am afraid there is no way to complete it." ”

Fang Yi had already had a premonition that this time the refining was mostly going to fail, but he suddenly felt a move in his heart.

"Hmm, since visualizing Shakyamuni Buddha can replenish my energy, if I meditate at this moment, I should be able to restore my spiritual power to a certain extent, and maybe I can make up for the missing part of my spiritual power. And although I have no thoughts or thoughts during the visualization process, it does not mean that I have no ego at all, and I may be able to continue to control the output of mental power......"

A bold thought came to mind, Fang Yi thought for a few seconds, and felt that there would not be much danger in it, the big deal was failure, and finally decided to take a risk.

In the process of constantly outputting and controlling the strokes of the spiritual power, Fang Yi separated a stream of thoughts and began to visualize.

The moment the lifelike and majestic Buddha Shakyamuni came to mind, Fang Yi's whole person entered the realm of thoughtlessness, the Buddha suppressed his mind, and there was nothing between heaven and earth that could move him.

Consciousness is empty, no joy or sorrow, but Fang Yi just knows what he should continue to do, the stone pen in his hand does not stop, the control of spiritual power is more relaxed and accurate than before, the spiritual power that originally escaped from the stone pen everywhere in the transmission process was also invisibly restrained, no longer emitting a trace outward, invisibly, it is equivalent to making the total amount of Fang Yi's output spiritual power increase a lot.

In the face of such an abnormal situation, Fang Yi did not have the slightest joy in his heart, as if the sky was not shocked, the speed of moving the pen suddenly increased by nearly double that of before, but where the strokes passed, he could not find any flaws, like a textbook The precise movement of the pen and the injection of spiritual power made his movements full of harmonious beauty, like the wind blowing willows, like the slanting sun hanging westward, like a stream passing over a stone......

Fang Yi's body, unconsciously, brought a natural breath, sitting cross-legged in the dark, with an indescribable solemn greatness, but deeply restrained, without revealing the slightest edge, he seemed to be a stone, and the next moment, it seemed to be a mountain.

The mountains themselves are not great, but when people stand in front of the huge mountains, they can't help but feel small.

Fang Yi now gives people the feeling that it is like a mountain, not great in itself, but a great mountain, the easiest to ignore, and the easiest to shock.

It's nature.

In this process, Fang Yi's spiritual power grew rapidly, quickly filling up the previous consumption.

Different from the previous unthinking and unconscious in the process of visualization, after the previous adventure, Fang Yi already had the ability to see inward, and at this moment, in the process of not only perfecting the refining array, but also keenly grasping the many subtle changes in his body from macro to micro.

He felt that with his own visualization, the "qi" hidden in various parts of the body began to move silently, this movement was not macroscopic, but only a conscious feeling, and the only thing that could be seen was that the "qi" in the center of the eyebrows continued to increase, and it was constantly transformed into another kind of energy.

Psychic power.

It wasn't until the last stroke of the refining array was completed and the moment the pen was raised that Fang Yi naturally ended his visualization, and the "qi" disappeared silently.

Although they were invisible, Fang Yi already knew that they had returned to all parts of his body.

"It's done. ”

Out of the realm, Fang Yi's heart was still calm, and the moment his eyes opened, he just saw the refining array in front of him emitting a faint white light.

After an instant, the light dimmed, and a gray energy block lay in the center of the refining array.

Fang Yi didn't immediately go to get the energy block, but showed a thoughtful expression.

"I see...... My previous guess was indeed correct, the internal breath of the "Yijin Sutra" can be transformed into spiritual power, which is the so-called 'refining qi and transforming gods'. It seems that until now, I hadn't completely digested the Martial Ancestor's cultivation experience, and it wasn't until I was refining during this visualization that such information suddenly appeared in my mind. Well...... I'm afraid this is also a deliberate arrangement of Wu Zu, pay attention to all nature, and it will come naturally, so as not to let his martial arts interfere too much with me, it is really well-intentioned. ”

It turned out that after Fang Yi broke away from the realm, a Martial Ancestor cultivation experience that he had never felt before suddenly appeared in his mind, and only then did Fang Yi know that the process he had just seen was the process of "refining qi and transforming gods".

A lot of things were figured out, Fang Yi recalled what happened when he first refined his spiritual power was insufficient, and the hot current he felt from all over his body at that time should be the faint internal breath formed by his first practice of the Yijin Sutra, and then transformed it into spiritual power to replenish it.

It was only because Fang Yi's internal breath was too weak at that time, so in the end, although he completed the refining with this, he still hurt his vitality, so he inevitably fell into a coma.

"According to the newly emerged information of Wu Zu, above the refining of qi and transforming the gods, there is also refining the gods and returning to the void, refining the gods and returning to the void, and there is also refining the void and merging the way, which is not about strength, but about methods and realms. Once the Tao of refining and combining the void is to achieve the holy position, the body is eternal and indestructible, and the spirit is eternal and immortal, people are the Tao, and the Tao is even a human being. Martial Ancestor Gautama, in the end, reached such a realm, and finally became Shakyamuni Buddha. ”

"The world's understanding of Wu Zu, mostly stay in a reed across the river, nine years of facing the wall, the establishment of Shaolin Holy Land on the three things, although the classics record that Sakyamuni is Wu Zu after the enlightenment, but they all think that it is just a myth exaggerated by Buddhism in order to propagate the doctrine, but I don't know that there is really something!"

"If this is the case, the final cultivation of the Martial Ancestor is probably really to the realm of the legendary Human Emperor, and even higher. ”

Fang Yi was shocked by the new information that appeared in his mind, and at the same time, he couldn't help but get excited.

For a long time, he also had doubts about the sanctification of Wu Zu, but now that he has Wu Zu personally corroborated it, there is no doubt that there are indeed a lot, since Wu Zu can be sanctified, then he Fang Yi may not be able to?

"It's a pity that I only have the "Yi Jin Sutra" in my hand now, and I am still missing the incomplete version of the "Yi Jin Sutra" of the twelve moves, and it is difficult to reach the height of the martial ancestor in this life, but even so, in today's world, it should not be a problem to become a real strong man on the dominant side. ”

Fang Yi took two deep breaths and quickly calmed down, the most important thing at the moment is not to look forward to the beauty of the future, now that the crisis has not completely passed, it is not good to say whether he can survive today.