Chapter Seventy-Three: The Veil of the World

The days passed slowly while waiting for the harvest of spring millet and studying the path of cultivation.

On this day, Chen Yu squatted in front of the stone platform, his eyes staring at him.

If you look closely, a thick layer of silver ash lingers around your side, and as your gaze falls on the bluestone, wrapping it and slowly penetrating it.

What is the nature of the world?

If it was in a previous life, Chen Yu thought it might be made up of some elementary particles? He thought so, about that. And when it comes to the world below, the surroundings seem to have changed.

But looking at it again, the landscape, the world, the grass and trees, all of them are consistent with the previous life, except for those things that cannot be named with a little sense of novelty, in his opinion, the two worlds should be extremely similar.

Even if there is a difference, the difference will not be too big.

However, now under the shroud of spiritual power, all the subtleties can be discerned, and he can see even more wonderful and indescribable scenes with his 'naked eye'.

The indescribable symmetrical texture, the endless spiral pattern, can not clarify its meaning, only after the presentation of the chaotic but complex lines are amazed.

It has an inexplicable fit with the knowledge heard in the previous life, and at the same time, it has a uniqueness.

Faintly, there seemed to be something hidden behind those lines, like covered flowing water, only the gurgling sound could be heard, but it could never be seen.

The whole world seems to be draped in a thin veil.

This feels that Chen Yu is no stranger, when his spiritual power was just conceived, it was still contained in the depths of his mind. At that time, he luckily stepped into the first light and saw a ball of light.

Soft and white.

Inside the crack, he saw a chaotic and countless spiritual powers that were about to burst out of their shells.

At that time, he who wanted to draw out his spiritual power had such a feeling, like a membrane that was difficult to pierce.

Of course, later Chen Yu tore it apart and channeled all his spiritual power out, and then opened up the mud pill to store in it.

As for the light cluster of unknown origin, it shattered into powder early and fell into the depths of the misty chaos, where it was gone.

And now, after feeling it carefully, he still realizes the difference in today's time.

This membrane is larger...... It's so big that it encompasses everything in front of you, including this bluestone, this mountain, this sky, and the earth beneath your feet.

After passing through the tiniest unit of bluestone, this scene is reflected in the spirit.

It's very vague, but it makes a deep impression on him. It seems that the mental power is still not strong enough to continue to explore downward and wipe the fog off the screen.

Looking at the flowers in the fog, I don't understand.

What's behind that?

Chen Yu didn't know that there might be a more inner side hidden in this world, or that it was actually the same in the previous life, but either no one could witness it, or the scenery presented under different observation methods was different.

What he sees through the benefits of the utensils may be very different or even completely different from what he sees now after his spiritual insight.

"There's a lot to hide."

He chuckled, finding it amused. Counting the side behind the mud pill and the bottom of the lower dantian, there are now three spaces that seem to be isolated.

If Chen Yu's previous guess was correct, the Mud Pill Palace was connected to the Sea of Consciousness, that is, the boundless sea that he could visit from time to time.

He was able to enter at any time, most likely by borrowing the convenience of the spiritual machine, and he deduced that it was perhaps the traction and fit with the spiritual machine that enabled him to step into this place before the spiritual realm started.

As for the ocean below, it is completely unknown.

The same is true of the lower dantian, if it is said that the mud pill palace has been controlled for a long time and has been explored more, then there are only various speculations left about where the bottom of the dantian leads.

Maybe it's the flesh, maybe it's something else.

And the huge thin veil in front of him, which enveloped the entire world, made him think about it.

"The spiritual realm is really mysterious, and there are too many areas to explore."

It needs to be strengthened.

Chen Yu thought that even if he couldn't break through this barrier by then, he could at least see more and observe more details, and the more feedback, the faster he would cross this threshold.

As for what to do and what will happen after the step, he has little imagination, and he will naturally be clear when he opens it and takes a look at it, and it will be clear if he experiences it, and it is just a groundless conjecture to guess at this moment.

……

Kiss!

A water balloon condenses and is caught out of the water. Chen Yu's face was indifferent, and his movements were extremely free.

Lift, knead, and shape into other shapes.

The body of water ripples in the air half a foot away, always encircled in a space of a few inches.

It's easy and freehand, and you can't see the jerky feeling of the first time.

Bang la blah.

Throwing away the water balloon, he waved his arm, and his spiritual power submerged into his body and stayed inside and outside the acupuncture point, flowing in the blood to observe those subtleties that were easy to be overlooked.

Unit 7:74.

He made calculations and finally finalized the best way to consume and release this water polo technique.

In order to facilitate his own exploration of the application of Qi and spirit, Chen Yu made a simple division of these strange powers. The reason why he wanted to mix a certain amount of Qi and spirit as a unit was because he found that simply using spiritual power to restrain would cause the distance to be close and dissipate too quickly, while excluding spiritual power and only controlling Qi would result in insufficient accuracy and flexibility.

For example, it is difficult to change into a posture of various appearances at the moment, which is difficult to do with only Qi.

At least he can't now, but if he can be more skilled and advanced in the future, he can't say that he can achieve it.

The Qi's solo control is not useless, and it does not require mental power when used within half a zhang and when used as some inconsequential 'rough work'.

And for things like spellcasting, the farther away the better.

Back at the moment, kneading a water balloon takes nearly eight units of Qi and Spirit, which uses up almost one-third of the acupuncture points on the arm.

Compared with the past, the consumption has been reduced a lot after many improvements, but it still does not satisfy him.

Fortunately, this extremely crude technique on Qingtai Mountain was enough - I saw that his right hand was far away, and a gushing spring snorted in the pool, and then the pool water floated out of thin air and wrapped around his palm.

After a few circles, it flew back in an instant, and threw it on the earth and rocks in the middle of the pool.

Dripping drops, the herbs with seven or eight leaves stretch out, and the water droplets reflect the sun, full of vitality.

Chen Yu nodded, and sure enough, he was still more willing to make it a watering technique than a rotten street name like water polo.

It was decided that in two days, the key points of this technique would be written down in the book, and recorded in the complete practice of Yunheguan, so that the younger disciples who may not have it in the future will be able to farm and cultivate medicine.

In fact, during this period of time, with the advancement of the formation, the use of Qi has become much stronger than usual.

The peculiarity of the formation pattern made him try to build a similar network in the body that had no Qi meridians, so that he could use it with a gesture, just like those innate supernatural powers he had seen in his previous life.

Unsurprisingly, it failed.

The formation pattern was born from Qi's infection of various objects, and Chen Yu was different from these items, and he could not cultivate similar meridians at all.

Under toughness, it will hurt the body and interfere with the operation of Qi in the body.

But this operation, he did not gain nothing, after many failures to determine that he could not, he had to give up this road, starting from Qi, groping for a long time, but also came up with some interesting things.

For example, derived from the original 'Iron Fist', the talisman technique that can be turned into white armor to protect the whole body, the light body technique that can speed up the lifting of the body deduced from the [light body] formation, and the feather transformation crane technique made under the mallet of the east and the west, the wind and the fog spitting technique, the round sound technique, and so on.

But most of them are just jokes, and there are only two or three that can really be used, and the others are very superficial, more like the tricks used by the gods and goddesses of the mountains to deceive and bluff people than the spells in the legends.

But Chen Yu himself was having fun, and it had been more than a month since he had cultivated Qi, and it was only now that he finally had some means of imagining those 'cultivators'.