Chapter Fifty-Three: Spiritual Thoughts Are Like Needles

The underworld fluctuated slightly, and Meng Lang appeared in the main hall.

"Meng Lang, you used the chance to save your life so soon......"

The air fluctuated, and the unicorn saint heard appeared in the main hall, looking at Meng Lang depressedly, in his opinion, such a precious chance to save his life would have to wait for at least a few days.

"It's a pity, life matters......

Meng Lang took control of his body when the demon body was destroyed, and just before the iceberg and the sea of fire came, he used the opportunity to save his life and was lured over by the underworld.

"Hmph, you really don't cherish ......" The unicorn was slightly disappointed.

"Hehehe, Shengting, don't nag, I turned into a demon, I couldn't resist it, that guy's attack ......" Meng Lang's face was calm, "However, I killed nineteen of them in a row, and finally lost at the hands of that guy who may be Lingzun, and it can be regarded as a glorious ...... even though I was defeated."

Meng Lang has the memory of two lives, so he naturally understands more clearly that he does something and does not do something, and he can see many things more clearly and thoroughly.

Such a state of mind is also a rare realm.

"Huh...... You kid is really capable of causing trouble, and he was attacked and killed by the Spirit Venerable,......" The Unicorn Saint Ting looked at Meng Lang again, "Fortunately, your kid is not missing parts, otherwise, a fairy master with missing arms and legs will damage the image of the master of my underworld." ”

"You ......"

Meng Lang was completely speechless, the unicorn didn't care about Meng Lang's life and death, but he cared about the image of the underworld.

"However, how can you kid be able to defeat nineteen immortal spirit masters, as well as two spirit commanders, and the Covering Fish Array...... Could it be that your soul is doing something wrong, I want to see what mysteries your soul has......"

Laugh at!

The unicorn saint didn't wait for Meng Lang's reaction, and the spirit body rushed into Meng Lang's divine consciousness sea.

Meng Lang's divine soul sat in the sea of divine consciousness, and when he saw the unicorn saint hearing this, he couldn't help but raise his eyes.

The unicorn saint listened to the left and looked at it, and looked around, up and down, left and right, and observed in all directions.

After a long time, the unicorn saint shook his head and said puzzledly: "This kid's soul is only slightly stronger than the normal spirit general in the early stage,......

"Listen, listen to me, those guys don't have ......"

"Shut up, don't disturb my ......"

The Unicorn Saint listened to a pair of eyes staring at the depths of Meng Lang's Divine Consciousness Sea, where there was a thick mass of Divine Consciousness, so thick that even unicorns couldn't see through it.

"I got it......"

"I see, your weirdness is in that mass of consciousness, I'm going to take a look......"

Without waiting for Meng Lang to agree or object, the Unicorn Saint rushed over as soon as he heard the smoke.

"Hey, I can't help it...... Don't hit the south wall and don't look back......" Meng Lang's divine soul stood on the sea of divine consciousness, looking at the memories of his previous life.

The unicorn saint rushed to the group of divine senses, stopped for a moment, and after a few glances, he didn't see the clue.

"Do you have to create this damn Divine Consciousness again,......"

The last time the Unicorn Saint broke into this Divine Consciousness Group, but his spirit body was depleted, and it took a long time to recover. There was a hint of fear in the unicorn saint's eyes, but it dissipated in the blink of an eye.

"Breaking ......"

The unicorn saint shook his head, his sharp horns moved, and his body shot into the divine consciousness like lightning.

Rumble!

The sea of divine consciousness shook, and Meng Lang's divine soul was helplessly annihilated after resisting for a while.

At this time, the spirit body of the unicorn saint hearing was also bounced out, and the spirit body was a little less attenuated than before.

"Well, what the hell is there in that Divine Consciousness Circle, a holy thing?"

"Hmph, I'm ...... I can't want to know and not know...... This must not be allowed to happen, not at all ......"

The unicorn saint shook his body and broke into the divine consciousness group again.

Thundered......

Meng Lang's newly formed divine soul was destroyed by the vibration of the sea of divine consciousness, and turned into a divine consciousness point and dissolved in the sea of divine consciousness.

Thundered......

Three, five...... Ten times in the blink of an eye.

After ten times, the unicorn Saint's spirit body became even more faint.

"Stop, Holy Listen, you can't mess around in the sea of my divine consciousness......" The newly condensed divine soul said angrily.

"If you want me to stop, you tell me what is the ...... in your Divine Consciousness group?"

"No comment......"

The unicorn saint's eyes widened, his body shook, and he rushed towards the Divine Consciousness Group again, it seemed that he would not give up until he found out the secrets of the Divine Consciousness Troupe.

Just when Meng Lang's soul was about to be annihilated, he heard a wild laugh: "Hmph...... Finally got it......"

Poof! The soul of the god is extinguished, and it returns to the sea of divine consciousness.

At the same time, the unicorn saint listened to the weak spirit body that appeared in the sea of divine consciousness, and the corners of its mouth flashed a trace of pride, and it discovered the secret that although Meng Lang's soul was weak, it was immortal.

Rumble!

The entire sea of divine consciousness was like the center of a storm, bursting out with a wave of divine consciousness like a tornado, and in this wave of divine consciousness there was a faint amount of amazing power.

The tide is surging.

Boundless.

The weak unicorn saint listened to the joy in his heart, looked at the sea of divine consciousness like a stormy sea in confusion, and said in astonishment: "Hmph, what the hell ...... it?"

At this moment, a wave hundreds of zhang high came over and swept over the unicorn holy hearing spirit body, only to hear a boom, the unicorn spirit body actually dispersed, turned into spirit particles and left Meng Lang's divine consciousness sea.

Immediately, wave after wave of divine consciousness swept the entire sea of divine consciousness.

The tide of divine consciousness slowly subsided after lasting half a pillar of incense.

At the moment when the tide of divine consciousness completely calmed down, in the center of the sea of divine consciousness, a wave burst out again, and that wave was like a huge Star Swirl, causing many divine consciousnesses to involuntarily spin with it.

In the core of that whirlpool, needle-like divine consciousness was generated, and these divine consciousnesses were like individuals, different from the entire sea of divine consciousness. It's like a spiritual individual, but not entirely.

After the appearance of those large and numerous needle-shaped divine consciousnesses, in the center of the vortex, a spirit was born.

The spirit, which was not clear at first, was like a very large needle, and over time, the needle-shaped spirit appeared on all fours, and after the upper limbs appeared, a head slowly appeared.

At the time of the formation of the head, the mouth, eyes and nose also gradually appeared, which was the image of Meng Lang.

When the spirit body was fully formed, he opened his eyes sharply, and a burst of brilliance erupted in his eyes, falling on the boundless sea of divine consciousness, and suddenly stirred up a huge wave hundreds of feet high, which could not be calmed down for a long time.

"Hahaha......"

Meng Lang's spirit body looked up to the sky and laughed, and the sound shook the sea of divine consciousness.

"I formed a spiritual mind and produced a spirit body, so that my spiritual mind can start attacking other people's spirits, demon souls, demon souls, and so on......"

The generation of spiritual thoughts is a major sign of the immortal spirit master's cultivation process.

The soul formed with spiritual thoughts is also called a spirit body.

In fact, there is not much difference between a spirit and a spirit.

The soul is made up of consciousness, and the spirit body is made up of spiritual thoughts.

Spiritual thought is the deepening and essence of divine consciousness, and the spiritual body is another manifestation of divine soul.

If you don't attack others, there is not much difference between a spirit and a spirit.

Spirits can attack other people's spirits, but spirits cannot.

Therefore, the spirit cannot attack, but the spirit body can attack, and the spirit body that leaves the sea of divine consciousness is also considered a divine soul.

Spirits and spirits are essentially the same, but slightly different.

Meng Lang's spirit body looked at it intently, and the smile on the corner of his mouth widened more and more.

"One thought is like hair, two thoughts are like needles, and three thoughts are like sticks!"

The three forms of spiritual thoughts are recorded in the Book of Immortals.

The most basic spiritual thoughts are only the thickness of a hair, the medium spiritual thoughts are like needles, and the strongest spiritual thoughts are like sticks.

There are three forms of spiritual thought, which can be evolved.

Generally speaking, the immortal spirit master who formed spiritual thoughts for the first time, most of the spiritual thoughts were as thin as hair, while Meng Lang's spiritual thoughts were as strong as needles, and they were many times stronger than hair.

It can also be said that Meng Lang's spiritual spirit offensive power is much stronger than that of ordinary immortal spirit masters who have just obtained spiritual thoughts, and he has more attack power.

"Then give it a try......"

Meng Lang's spirit body smiled, suddenly turned around, disappeared into the sea of divine consciousness, and appeared in the main hall, and saw the unicorn saint listening looking at his body blankly.

"Whew!"

The spirit turned into a huge fist and struck the unicorn Saint Ting.

"Hmph, Meng Lang, you turned into a spirit body, not bad, but you are so weak, if you want to attack me, you don't have a ...... door" The unicorn saint listened to the sword Meng Lang attacking it, not only was he not annoyed, but he was happy.

As soon as he raised his hand, he grabbed Meng Lang's fist without much effort.