Chapter 17: The Spiritual Power That Disappeared in Those Years
The night sky is quiet, there is no dark cloud to block the light of the vast sea of stars, and the moonlight is pouring down, which is very harmonious. However, in this harmonious and quiet night, the people of Guhanshan Town under the moonlight did not have any thoughts and moods to fall asleep with the starlight.
The upcoming clan comparison of the Chu family has already ignited the enthusiasm of the entire Guhan Mountain Town.
In the courtyard where Chu Muyun was, there was an old man and a young man who were facing the moonlight at the moment, bathing in the autumn breeze around a stone table and talking.
Behind them, there was a small bamboo forest reflecting the swaying bamboo shadows left by the moonlight on the stone table.
"I still can't see through what the spark in it is......" Chu Fengnan carefully observed the hilt of the sword in his hand for a long time, but no matter how he thought about it, he couldn't find the origin of the flickering spark in the sword eye in his memory, and he couldn't help but sigh.
Chu Muyun was not lost, the mountains and rivers under his feet were so vast and boundless, not to mention anything else, just in the territory of the Feng Domain, he didn't know how many powerful and powerful people who could open up a sea of blood with their moves. There are all kinds of legends abounding, and there are too many mysteries.
The ancient country of Loulan where they were located was only the tip of the iceberg that belonged to the Maple Domain, and it was not surprising that they couldn't see the origin of the sword hilt.
"Grandpa, I have something I want to confess to you!" Chu Muyun took the hilt of the sword and put it into the special scabbard prepared earlier, between the grandfather and grandson on the stone table, he stared at the old figure in front of him, and out of nowhere a sour smell stimulated his sense of smell, making his eyes churn with tears.
"Since coming to this cave Hanshan Town, everyone has been unable to let go of the knot in their hearts, and the communication with me, an old man, has gradually become less and less on weekdays...... Now it's rare to sit with Yun'er, Yun'er has something to say, and grandpa will definitely listen to it......"
Chu Fengnan showed a happy smile, no matter how prestigious he was in the imperial city before, now sitting opposite Chu Muyun, under the sparse bamboo shadow, he was a kind old man who had no cultivation.
The bamboo shadow on the stone table swayed gently, and there was no wind around, as if it was happy for this lonely old man who would sit at the stone table every night to accompany him.
Chu Muyun's tears overflowed unrestrained in his eyes, and he wiped the young man's rare tears with a smile: "Grandpa, I'm ...... I've succeeded in summoning the spirit!"
A gust of wind swept by, and the bamboo shadow swayed with the autumn bamboo, landing on Chu Fengnan's old face that always looked painful, and the expression in the bamboo shadow suddenly froze, and then his deep eyes revealed a chixia essence, and his body trembled uncontrollably: "Yun'er...... What did you say?"
His voice was trembling, too, even more trembling than his body.
He, along with every family member in this courtyard, had long since dared not have any illusions about that slim expectation, who would have thought that on this ordinary night with swaying bamboo shadows, the fact that had been buried for seven years would be revealed in front of his eyes again without warning.
Disbelief was written all over his face, and his movements expressed disbelief.
"Grandpa, I succeeded in summoning the spirit, as early as a month ago, I had already succeeded in summoning the spirit!" Chu Muyun held Chu Fengnan's rough palm, and used the temperature of his palm to let him experience the presence of reality.
"It's been a month...... Could it be that the previous Bone Spirit Monument was shattered?" Chu Fengnan asked again and again.
Chu Muyun nodded firmly.
"Okay, good, hahaha......" Chu Fengnan laughed heartily, his voice was rich but incisive, as if he was taken out of the cave Hanshan Town by the wind of this autumn night, by the stars in the sky, to the distant Loulan Imperial City, to the ears of every sleepless person.
How many ordinary nights have there been in the past seven years, but tonight is the most extraordinary!
Chu Muyun also smiled, although the corners of his eyes were still moist, his handsome face was indeed smiling.
Chu Fengnan stroked his beard, and after laughing heartily, he seemed to be much tougher, and the sadness on his face disappeared a lot: "Good Yun'er, tell grandpa, how much has your spiritual power recovered?"
"Spiritual power recovery, don't you want to regain your spirit after successfully summoning your spirit, why do you recover?" Chu Muyun showed a look of inexplicability and confusion.
Chu Fengnan smiled charitantly: "For the sorcerer's spirit summoning ceremony, although it is the most basic, it is also the most incomprehensible reason, and it is reasonable for Yun'er not to know it......"
Listening intently to his grandfather's explanation of the spirit summoning ritual, the fog in his heart gradually swept away, and the mystery was completely solved......
It turns out that the so-called spirit summoning ritual is not just as simple as awakening the spirit bones.
The glow that shines on the spirit bones when the spirit is summoned is called the spirit guide, which is not only the key to awakening the spirit bones, but also the core of the spirit when entering the spirit realm later.
The process of enlightening the spirit and invoking the spiritual power is the process of invisibly invoking the spiritual invocation and resonating with the spiritual power between heaven and earth, which can be said to be the cornerstone of the sorcerer's journey.
If there is no person who has gone through the spirit summoning ritual, it is impossible to have that spiritual channel, and then the so-called cultivation has no meaning, because he is destined to be impossible to invoke spiritual power.
The real spiritual guidance is only one when the spirit is first summoned, and the spirit guide that is repeated to summon the spirit does not have any effect, that is to say, the spirit guide obtained when I summoned the spirit for the second time a month ago is not beneficial to cultivation.
That's why grandpa said that his spiritual power was restored, and he was referring to the spiritual guidance seven years ago.
Since the bone spirit tablet resonated with the spirit bone in his body again, it meant that the spirit guide seven years ago had awakened again.
As for the reason for the awakening of the spirit induction, it must be the strange hilt of the sword on the stone table in front of him.
Come to think of it, the black demonic substance that overflowed from his heart veins had been parasitic on his heart veins or spiritual bones since seven years ago, and it was this demonic qi that cut off a certain connection between the spiritual power he obtained when he summoned the spirit seven years ago and the spiritual power between heaven and earth, causing his use of spiritual power to fade day by day, and even forgetting his perception of spiritual power.
It was because of this that the spirit was sealed in the dust for seven years.
It wasn't until he accidentally discovered this sword hilt of extraordinary origin, which took advantage of the moonlight to quietly absorb the black strange gas, and the dusty spirit guide gradually recovered, and the spirit bone also appeared from the haze, and recovered as before, then there would be a second successful spirit summoning.
It's no wonder that when he practiced fighting tactics before, he faintly felt that his perception of spiritual power seemed to be slowly recovering......
The fighting spirit in Chu Muyun's heart ignited every meridian, and he knew that the day when he would recover to the strength of the original Yuan Xi Three Realms Second Realm Pattern Spirit Realm seemed to be not far away......
The stars in the night sky are twinkling, and their light is becoming more and more dazzling, as if to warn that round of bright moonlight, the high-minded Qinggao, will one day be hazy in the bright sky of the stars, and at that moment, it is the real gathering of wind and clouds.