Spells come from the application of mana, and mana has a name, that is, the magic idea, and the strong and weak application of the magic idea is the manifestation of mana.

This thought is strong, this thought is soft, this thought is subtle, and the application of each will form a different spell effect.

Lou Jinchen maintained the coverage of the Dharma thoughts on his body, but when his mind fluctuated, his body would fog up.

"It seems that you must always keep your mind calm, and the seemingly simple application of spells is actually not simple. The delusion of surrender when refining and refining qi has already laid the foundation of magic, and many of the cultivation methods of other schools avoid the step of surrendering delusion, which is quite a different way, and there are gains and losses, so they cannot directly possess themselves with Dharma thoughts, because it is difficult for them to achieve long-term peace of mind. ”

"Wang Yangming once said: If you don't move according to your heart, if you stop the water calmly, although I can do it for a short time, but after seeing some things, I will inevitably have thoughts in my heart, it seems that my state of mind cultivation is still not enough, and it is really a lifetime of practice for a qi refiner to surrender to delusion."

"However, the world is a cultivation dojo, and the tribulations in the world are all hardships, and I need to endure loneliness for a long time."

Lou Jinchen walked on the street, the street was full of pedestrians, and when he saw the stall selling soy milk fritters, the aroma entered his nose, which immediately made his stomach turn up with hunger, and he didn't know if it was the reason why he was emptying other thoughts in his heart.

Then he found himself surrounded by a fog that revealed his silhouette beneath the mist.

He was standing not far in front of this stall, when he revealed from the stealth state, the people next to him immediately found out, and they all retreated, spells are not strange to ordinary people, but they don't want to provoke some people who practice the law needlessly, so they left Lou Jinchen's side, but they didn't stay away, they all stood not far away and watched, forming a circle.

Lou Jinchen felt dozens of gazes fall on his body, and these gazes were imprinted on his Dharma thoughts, allowing him to follow his gaze to see that they were a pair of different eyes.

The emotions transmitted by these eyes through his gaze actually seemed to be contagious, sticking to his Dharma thoughts, making him feel them clearly.

Doubtful, surprised, afraid, suspicious, he even felt that someone wanted to report to the official, and some people suspected that he was a demon.

He immediately understood that even the emotional gaze of ordinary people could affect the mood of others, but he had not noticed it before, and it was understandable that the gaze of those 'gods' could make people crazy and alienated.

Lou Jinchen didn't leave, he just stood in the crowd, trying to press his mind again, practicing in the world, if he can hide his body again in front of everyone's eyes, he will have a great increase in his confidence in his stealth method, which will also be a huge tempering of his soul.

Those various gazes, like thorns, pierced into his Dharma thoughts.

There was a quiet silence around him, and as Lou Jinchen stood there with his eyes closed, there was a discussion, and the words were gathered on him, he listened to these voices, and felt that these voices seemed to have the effect of a spell, and the guidance and discussion that gathered in the circle made him have a feeling that he was baked by an invisible flame.

He felt that his eyes were tied, and everyone looked around like a furnace, and those words were like flames.

The world is like a melting pot.

It's all like a spell, but these people are ordinary people.

At this moment, he once again experienced the situation of surrendering to the delusion that night.

He tried to suppress the thought of his departure, the thought of explaining what he said, he kept his mouth shut, his eyes closed, all the thoughts he held.

He once concluded that this process of hard resistance can be called 'desensitization', and only those who are tough enough can resist it.

He felt like he was burning, burning, sweat flowing, like roasted meat oil.

Holding down this fear, he felt that he was turning into a dry corpse, turning into a skeleton, suppressing this inexplicable fear, but slowly getting used to it, those pointing and pointing discussions and eyes were no longer as powerful as before, turning into the wind, blowing the waves on the surface of the lake, and the depths of the water were getting calmer and calmer.

So, he slowly disappeared again in everyone's eyes.

"Gone."

"It's gone."

"Why patrol the streets and catch fast hasn't come yet."

"It can't be a youkai."

The old man who was selling soy milk fritters at a street stall suddenly heard a light voice in his ears: "Old man, please give me a bowl of soy milk and two fritters, thank you." ”

After hearing this, the old man was terrified, but he quickly made a bowl of soy milk and wrapped two fried dough sticks, and then he found that there was an extra piece of broken silver on the table, and before he could get it, the bowl of soy milk and fried dough sticks had disappeared.

He took the silver and looked around, wondering if the young man was gone.

"Where are the youkai, get out of the way, get out of the way." He Fang led a group of people to run over, and the people in the fast hunting came with a special demon trapping net, but after they arrived, they didn't see anything, so they asked the people next to them, and finally asked the old man on the stall, the old man said: "The little one only heard him say that he wanted soy milk and fritters, so he gave it to him, this is the silver he gave, and the small one doesn't know whether it's true or false." ”

He Fang took the silver, and as soon as he got his hands, he knew that it was true, and looked at the eyes of the people around him who seemed to have already known that he was going to take it away, so he returned the silver to the old man and said, "This is real silver." ”

"Close, there are no monsters, this is someone practicing spells." He Fang said loudly, he didn't catch anything, but he didn't want everyone to have doubts in his heart all the time, otherwise someone would go to the yamen to say this, and then let himself come to investigate, which is also a troublesome matter, since it is gone, then there is no need to pursue it, wait until the day the incident happens.

Lou Jinchen was holding a bowl of soy milk in his left hand, fritters in his right hand, and the sword was inserted in his waist, heavy, sometimes he would wonder if he should buy a special belt that could hang the sword.

Thinking about these things in his heart, but he didn't destroy the state of invisibility, after a scene where he disappeared from the eyes of everyone, he was already able to do stealth very calmly, and he was slightly distracted to think about other things, so that he would not let himself appear.

In his opinion, that breakthrough was equivalent to a further step in his control of the Dharma thoughts, and a deeper level of spiritual cultivation.

If there is a level of this invisibility spell, then this spell has already reached proficiency from the beginning.

Follow the crowd out of the city.

"What a taste." Someone next to him was sniffing the void, and the man asked about the scent of fritters.

Lou Jinchen thought of the other points of stealth that the master said, not only to hide the body in the light, but also to hide the smell, heartbeat, footsteps, breathing, etc. on the body.

This ordinary person can smell the smell, and the monk is more likely to smell some of the smells that he has overlooked.

He carefully dodged the collision of others, and his body crawled through the crowd like a swimming fish, but no one knew him.

After leaving the city, he made his way to the treetops, and the moment he got up, his figure appeared in the sunlight.

The surge of Dharma thoughts, it was impossible for him to maintain that calm state that covered his whole body, stepping on the void, all the way in the direction of Fucheng.

In the wind, people swim and fly in the void with the body of swimming and swordsmanship.

Everywhere he passed, the wind and clouds surged, churning like waves behind him.

He felt the resistance of the wind in the air, like water, and he kept scratching the wind with his fingers, and the clumps of wind made his body like a surf, drilling through the gap in the wind.

Passing by a hill, he saw a courtyard in the mountain below, where people practiced martial arts, and when Lou Jinchen flew over his head, he stopped and looked up.

And he flew down to the top of a high mountain, and the rocks and the sparse weeds at his feet were like the thinning hair on the top of a giant's head.

In the opposite valley, there is a large python coiled on the crown of a large tree, feeding on the flowers of the canopy.

When it saw Lou Jinchen, it was stunned at first, and then quickly shrank into the canopy, obviously afraid.

Lou Jinchen ignored it, after a short break, he stepped into the void again, the higher he was from the ground, the slower his speed, and the closer to the ground, the more the earth could borrow power. As for what state it will be when you go to a higher place, I haven't verified it, so I don't know.

After long-distance application and practice, he felt that his body had made significant progress.

Just as the sun was about to set, I finally saw a big city.

Of course, he did not swagger to the head of the city, but fell far to the ground, disappeared from his figure, and walked in with the ordinary crowd.

Jiangzhou Mansion City is much bigger than Swimming City, the sky will be late, the sunset will be dark, and there may be rain tonight.

It was the first time he came to such a big city, and he didn't know where the south bank of the willow embankment was, but fortunately, he had a mouth to ask people.

"This little brother, how to go on the south bank of this willow embankment?" Lou Jinchen patted a young man who was unloading the restaurant and asked.

The little brother was startled, looked at Lou Jinchen for a moment, looked at the sword on his waist again, then waved his hand, and said, "Go and go, I don't know, don't disturb my work." ”

After he finished speaking, he turned around and was about to move the goods, but he was tapped on the shoulder again, and suddenly said angrily: "Do you know that you can't pat your shoulder indiscriminately......"

Before he could finish speaking, he stopped talking, for he saw a hand holding a piece of silver and handing it over.

He was stunned for a moment, then wiped his clothes involuntarily, reached out and pinched this small piece of silver from Lou Jinchen's palm, and said: "On the south bank of the willow embankment, you have to go forward from this street, cross two intersections, turn left, and walk along the road to the end, you will see a river, whether you go forward or backward along the river, you can find the bridge, and the bridge is the south bank." ”

"Thank you, little brother." Lou Jinchen turned to leave.

The little brother looked at the figure of Lou Jinchen leaving, and looked down at the silver in his hand, which was still a little incredible, and when he looked up again, the figure of the person who asked the way had disappeared.

Lou Jinchen walked in the twilight, the pedestrians on the street were in a hurry, at this time they either had to go home, or they were in a hurry to go out, of course, there were some people who went out to drink flower wine at this time, as for why he could see it, it was indescribable, because it was purely a feeling.

Some of the stalls have already been collected, and the shops have moved things under the eaves of the porch.

The entire Jiangzhou Mansion looks lush and calm on the surface.

He didn't plan to kill people in the Hundred Flowers Building, after all, there were many people there, and if he didn't fit in, he would take advantage of the night to hide and cut off his head with a sword, so as not to alarm anyone's thoughts.

A pedestrian who bumped into him flashed under his feet, thinking of a murderous plan.

From the beginning, he didn't think about only taking back the Lord's heart ghost, but thought about killing people.

Because he knew that if he just took back the heart ghost, then when the other party came to find the Fire Spirit Concept, it would definitely be a big disaster. People are high-level people of the Five Visceral God Sect, and if they turn black and white upside down on it, I am afraid that they and the viewer will not even have a chance to explain.

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