Chapter Seventy-Three: Divine Consciousness Is Different

In the meditation of the mind, Ning Ye sits opposite to the Yang Zhishan.

Ning Ye noticed that Yang Zhishan's way of meditating was very peculiar.

When others meditate, they generally have corresponding mudras depending on their minds.

Yang Zhishan is not so.

His meditation seemed more like a casual – he even took out the tea set, poured himself tea, and drank it quietly.

If it weren't for the divine technique that made Ning Ye feel the turbulence in Yang Zhishan's body, he would almost really think that this person would put life and death out of the way, and everything would be idle.

However, there may be such immortal cultivators, but they are not destined to be Yang Zhishan.

He is calm on the outside, but he is murderous on the inside.

He might even be wondering if he should pinch the ant in front of him first.

He didn't pinch it, maybe just because he hadn't figured out what to do with the ant.

After more time in contact with Gongsun Die, Ning Ye gradually got to know the people in the Demon Gate.

Ruthless, moody, and arrogant.

In fact, Gongsun Die is also such a person, but after following Ning Ye, he has changed a lot.

People are all changeable, those who are close to Zhu are red and those who are close to ink are black, Gongsun Die can be changed by Ning Ye, but no one can change Yang Zhishan.

It's just that Ning Ye didn't know what he was thinking after all.

A little annoyed why Nan Gezi and Mercury hadn't come over yet, but Ning Ye didn't plan to sit like this.

He said: "Yang Zhangjiao's injury is not light, why don't you heal it?"

Yang Zhishan glanced at him, a little strange that he dared to ask, and he didn't mind: "Nan Gezi and Mercury's methods, how can they be easily solved." In fact, if I am given time, these methods can be fully solved in ten days at most. However, the two rats chased after each other, but the deity didn't even have a day's work. ”

"In this case, this battle is in danger. ”

Yang Zhishan snorted: "There are many people in the world who want to kill the deity, but if you want to do it, you are still far from it." ”

Ning Ye could hear the pride in his heart.

Sure enough, does this person actually have some confidence?

Although Yang Zhishan is not a king, he has been hunted down and killed all the year round, and it is impossible to say that there is no means to escape, but most of these methods are costly and will not be used easily.

Ning Ye said: "If the master has a means to leave, it is recommended to use it as soon as possible." ”

"Huh?" Yang Zhishan looked at Ning Ye.

Ning Ye: "There are some things, wait until later, I'm afraid it's too late." ”

"You know what. Yang Zhishan disdainful: "My means are incomprehensible to outsiders, and they can't be imagined at all." I'm not afraid of paying the price, but I just don't want people to know about it, but I can go toe-for-tat. Therefore, even if the deity leaves, he must kill them all before leaving. ”

Oh?

Is that so?

Therefore, your method of pressing the bottom of the box is not some kind of costly forbidden technique, but some kind of method that has obvious flaws and cannot be shown to others?

What would that be?

Ning Ye has begun to think about the means of the Demon Gate, but it is just a matter of the Demon Gate, through Gongsun Die, Ning Ye also knows something, but he has never heard of such methods.

Most of them are not the means of the Demon Gate.

Many of the demon sects are transferred from other sects for various reasons, and they are introduced to the arts, and naturally there are all kinds of methods.

Although Yang Zhishan is indeed a native of the Demon Gate, as the master of the Gate, it is not uncommon for him to obtain some secret methods or treasures from his subordinates.

Ning Ye couldn't find an answer for a while, but Yang Zhishan let out a long laugh: "It's interesting for you to be an old man, but why do you keep lowering your head to talk to me?" ”

said that the magic skill was launched, and it actually forced Ning Ye to raise his head.

Ning Ye naturally couldn't resist him, knowing that this time he raised his head, his identity was probably about to be exposed, and he was about to launch the light escape, but when he saw that Yang Zhishan just glanced at him, he said: "Your cultivation is actually a few points stronger than what you performed, and it is really a clumsy one." ”

Ning Ye was stunned.

How can it be?

He saw that his true strength was stronger than cultivation, but he couldn't see that he had used the Thousand Illusion Technique?

It doesn't make sense!

The Thousand Illusions Technique is a secret book of the Demon Gate, and with the cultivation of Yang Zhishan, it should be seen through at a glance.

Previously, Ning Ye also used the phantom array to cover it, and he also had the skill of concealing the primordial god brought by the Night God Pill, but even so, he didn't dare to raise his head, because he was afraid that Yang Zhishan would detect his Thousand Illusion Technique.

But why didn't he find out?

And if he can find that his strength is higher than his cultivation, he should discover his mental foundation!

Even if Yang Zhishan is exhausted, he shouldn't be weak to this extent.

Ning Ye was surprised in his heart, and said in his mouth: "The Yang Palm Sect cultivates as a celestial being, and the divine sense is powerful, and the means of Xin Xuan can't hide it from you after all." ”

Yang Zhishan snorted coldly: "If you can be calm and calm under my pressure, how can you be an ordinary Ten Thousand Law cultivators." ”

Is that so?

So you don't perceive it through your consciousness, but you know it through feedback from external coercion.

Thinking of this, Ning Ye suddenly remembered something.

At the beginning, he used Jing Changye to lure Yang Zhishan, but Yang Zhishan didn't seem to have discovered the existence of Jing Changye from beginning to end.

Of course, that's because after Jing Chang entered the water at night, he entered the Thousand Machine Palace.

It stands to reason that in the short time he was on the water, he should also be able to discover the cultivation of Yang Zhizhi.

But the truth is that Yang Zhishan not only discovered Nangezi Mercury, but also did not discover Jing Changye.

As for now, I don't see Ning Ye's problem.

Divine Sense!

There is something wrong with this man's sense!

Cultivation has reached the realm of Nirvana, and the divine consciousness is so strong that it can move thousands of miles, and its heavenly and divine powers are all exerted by divine consciousness.

But now the manifestation of Yang Zhishan seems to have no performance at all that a Nirvana Realm should have, but at most a level of the Immaculate Realm. His real supernatural powers are actually exerted through the demon body, and the so-called Dao Demon Remains is like this, and therefore, he will transform into a heavenly magic body in every battle.

But why is this happening?

Isn't Yang Zhishan himself? Isn't it Nirvana?

Of course not.

Ning Ye is sure that the person in front of him is Yang Zhishan, and the strong sense of oppression from his body is even more unbearable.

So why does he have such a major flaw?

Ning Ye looked at him carefully, and subconsciously withdrew a little illusion effect.

The illusion of Ning Ye has already been completed, and the only way to break the illusion is divine consciousness.

With conscious insight, it would be difficult for his illusion to deceive the Nirvana boss for too long.

But now, as the illusion weakened, Yang Zhishan was unmoved.

Ning Ye withdrew some more, and saw that Yang Zhishan was still pouring himself a drink, and he seemed to be completely unaware of everything in the outside world.

Sure enough, there was a problem!

Ning Ye stared at Yang Zhishan.

Yang Zhishan noticed that his gaze was different: "Why are you looking at me?"

Ning Ye: "Yang Zhangjiao, I have a pill here, maybe it can relieve your injuries." ”

Yang Zhishan just snorted: "No need, my injury is not important." It's you...... Since you and I are destined, you can also be considered cooperative. I see that although you are old, you still have some talent, so why don't I give you a pill. ”

As he spoke, he took out a pill and handed it to Ning Ye.

"It's ......"

"The Demon Gate Cultivation Pill, after using it, it can increase the strength of the divine soul, which will be very beneficial to you in the future. Yang Zhishan smiled kindly, as if he really had the heart to take care of Ning Ye.

Ning Ye's heart was vigilant.

Lao Tzu is a bad old man now, neither well-behaved and cute, nor sweet and moving, where is it worthy of your such kindness?

Moreover, when did the Demon Gate have the Pill of Cultivating the Gods? The Demon Gate testified by himself that the soul of the gods turned into demons, how could there be such a thing as cultivating the gods.

Besides, with your current divine sense, I'm sorry for the name of the Divine Cultivation Pill.

Wait a minute!

Ning Ye suddenly thought of something, and then looked at Yang Zhishan, his eyes were full of complexity.