The days passed like this, calm and undisturbed, like flowing water.

Since the last time he communicated with Lu Kun Old Demon, Kong Fei has thought about the so-called "origin spirituality" more than once, but there is no concept in his mind, and various classic rumors have never been recorded, this kind of concept that seems to be fabricated out of thin air makes Kong Fei feel like a dog biting a hedgehog, and wants to study it thoroughly, but he doesn't know where to start.

However, as Kong Fei studied the "Yuan Shi Zhen Demon Sutra" more and more, he gradually found that the so-called "origin spirituality" seems to have some inexplicable connection with the realm of "gathering gods", stripping "spirituality" from consciousness, taking "spirituality" as the foundation, condensing into a body, and achieving the purpose of manifesting in other people's dreams and controlling dreams.

Of course, whether the guess is true or false, Kong Fei, who has not yet "gathered" at this moment, has no way of knowing.

The scenery of Moyun Mountain is beautiful, under the shroud of the formation, the wind and rain outside are all blocked, the green shade is surging all year round, and the peak is extremely far away, giving people a sense of relaxation and happiness, although this place belongs to the Yin Demon Palace, it is not like the demonic spirit in the cognition, it can be said to be quite alternative.

Outside the formation, at this time, it was the deep winter season again, and the snowflakes were falling and fluttering.

In the courtyard, Kong Fei quietly looked at the goose feathers in the sky, like a sculpture, and seemed to fall into some kind of contemplation.

Alternating between cold and summer, the sun and the moon rotated, this was the sixth time Kong Fei had seen the snow scene of Moyun Mountain.

Counting up, it has been more than five years since he came to this Demon Cloud Mountain, and over the years, since the "Yuan Shi True Demon Sutra" has never made any progress, Kong Fei had to shift the center of his cultivation to the "Three Void Soul Condensation Technique".

Due to the special nature of the Divine Soul, coupled with Kong Fei's large amount of energy and time, the entry of the "Three Void Soul Condensation Technique" is extremely fast, at this time, the Divine Soul has already been condensed, and in terms of the strength of the single round of Divine Soul, Kong Fei is no worse than those ancestors in the middle stage of Jindan, and even many ancestors in the late stage of Jindan with limited strength have to be stabilized by Kong Fei.

It is worth mentioning that Jiang Ling'er's talent and comprehension are really amazing, since Jiang Ling'er fell into a magic obstacle five years ago and was reminded by Kong Fei, he has slowed down his cultivation speed and fought steadily.

However, even so, he still left those children of his generation far behind, and in just over a year, he cultivated to the seventh level of qi refining, and was favored by the old demon of Lukun and personally accepted as a disciple of the mantle.

For his grandson Lu Ming's indisputability, Lu Kun Old Devil seems to have given up on saving, since he received Jiang Ling'er, he has completely put his mind on his beloved disciple, personally passed down the cultivation exercises, and even went out three years ago in person, went to a certain human gathering place, and exchanged three Zhuji Dan for Jiang Ling'er, who was about to build a foundation.

Jiang Ling'er was very angry, and it only took half a year to build the foundation in one fell swoop, and at the age of eleven or twelve years old, he became a veritable foundation builder, and Lu Kun Old Demon was happy, and he gave himself a lot of spiritual soldiers to his beloved disciple, and even refined a treasure with his own hands, as a life-saving thing for Jiang Ling'er to carry with him.

However, this demon path giant who spent all his thoughts on Jiang Ling'er didn't notice that since returning from the last trip, Jiang Ling'er's mood had changed greatly, although it looked the same as usual on the surface, but Kong Fei, who always paid attention to Jiang Ling'er, still sensed a little something wrong from the cold chill that occasionally revealed from the latter's eyes.

However, now Jiang Ling'er lives on the Deer Demon Peak close to the Yin Demon Peak with the old demon of Lu Kun, and spends all his energy on cultivation on weekdays, rarely leaving, although Kong Fei wants to explore, he has never had the opportunity.

At this moment, in the courtyard, Kong Fei's eyes were quietly slightly closed, motionless, and at the center of his eyebrows, the majestic power of divine thoughts surged out and swarmed towards the outside of Demon Cloud Mountain.

The formation of Demon Cloud Mountain was quite bizarre, and the power of divine thoughts was projected from the inside outward, and it would not be hindered in the slightest. And if outsiders want to explore the inner scene, they will be eaten by the formation.

As the power of Kong Fei's divine thoughts sprinkled into the void, the whole person seemed to have turned into thousands at this moment, and as the snow flew in the sky, it gathered and dispersed, giving people an unpredictable taste.

In his mind, the word "nature" kept flashing, and the words that Zhao Chengyun said at the beginning echoed in his consciousness over and over again, looking at the snow flying in the sky, Kong Fei, who had melted into the void, suddenly had a feeling of enlightenment.

"The nature is unmovable, and the gathering and dispersion are invisible!"

The eight words seemed to come naturally, and naturally appeared in Kong Fei's sea of knowledge.

"Buzz ......"

Kong Fei, who was originally motionless in the courtyard, seemed to have turned into a marionette, sitting directly cross-legged, and pinching out the extremely strange magic seal with both hands, and faster and faster.

In the sea of consciousness, the extremely condensed divine soul gathered into the body, and also sat cross-legged, making exactly the same movements as Kong Fei in the outside world, and at the same time, the meaning of the "Yuan Shi Zhen Demon Sutra" suddenly appeared in his mind.

At this moment, Kong Fei's entire soul body seemed to have become a little illusory, and this feeling was as if there was a layer of fire in front of him, ethereal, and there was a kind of invisible taste of the avenue.

In the Purple Mansion, in addition to Kong Fei, who was transformed by his soul body, he kept repeating the extremely complex magic seal, and I don't know when, in front of Kong Fei, there was gradually a vague phantom, this phantom was so strange that it could not be seen by the naked eye at all, and even if the divine thought swept over, the front was empty, and he could only sense it by instinct.

As time passed, the face of this phantom became clearer and clearer, on the contrary, the original compartment between the phantom and the soul body, like a flame-like fluctuation, gradually weakened, and when the fluctuation completely disappeared, the phantom in front of him had completely formed.

After another stick of incense, in the sea of knowledge, Kong Fei's soul body had stopped moving, slowly opened his eyes, and after a while, a smile suddenly flashed at the corner of his mouth, although there was nothing in front of him, Kong Fei could still feel the existence of the phantom, this feeling was illusory and ethereal, but it really existed.

Kong Fei's heart moved slightly, and a little green light suddenly flashed in the eyes of his soul body, and the next moment, the phantom that was originally unpredictable regardless of physical and visual perception suddenly appeared in front of his eyes.

Green yarn light cover, invisible and phaseless!

This phantom is not an old appearance like Kong Fei, but the same as Kong Laosan.

Kong Fei slowly swept over the phantom, and the phantom also looked towards Kong Fei, looking at each other and smiling.

The next moment, the green light in Kong Fei's eyes disappeared without a trace, and in the sea of knowledge, except for himself, it was empty again.

In the courtyard, Kong Fei, who was closing his eyes, slowly opened his eyes, his eyes revealed a hint of joy, and his mouth kept chanting, "The nature is unmoving, gathering and scattering is invisible!" Eight big characters, looking at the sky, the gloomy clouds covered the last trace of bright color in the sky, and with a movement of his heart, an elusive phantom separated from his body and flew away towards the Deer Demon Peak not far away.

"Is this the Origin Spirituality? ”

The phantom smiled softly, and looked up and down his body, like a wisp of fresh wind, but in a moment, he had already arrived at the peak of the Deer Demon Peak.

Deer Demon Peak, the closest mountain peak to the Yin Demon Peak, is also one of the two major protectors of the Yin Demon Palace, where the old demon of Lu Kun lives, in addition to the slightly luxurious "Deer Demon Palace" where the old demon of Lu Kun lives on weekdays, there are only a few pavilions left not far away.

At this moment, it is already approaching evening, and in the Deer Demon Palace, the lights are bright, and there is no one else in the entire empty hall except for Lu Kun Old Demon and Jiang Ling'er.

I haven't seen her for five years, and the eight or nine-year-old girl has now grown into a fourteen or fifteen-year-old girl, with a slender figure and outstanding appearance, especially a pair of watery eyes, giving people a sense of clear water hibiscus.

Not affected by the prohibition at all, the phantom came directly to the hall, and at this moment, the old demon Lu Kun, who was patiently and meticulously explaining the key to the exercises for Jiang Ling'er, seemed to subconsciously feel something, and looked towards the entrance of the main hall, but no matter how the old demon investigated, except for the two people in the main hall, there was not even a ghost.

After glancing inside and out, Old Demon Lu Kun couldn't help but shake his head secretly, it seems that he has really been angry with his unsuccessful grandson recently.

"Okay, that's all for today, you go back and rest, but remember to combine work and rest, I don't need to teach you the truth that you can't reach it quickly!"

"Disciple understands!"

Jiang Ling'er said goodbye and walked out of the main hall, while the phantom glanced in the direction of Lu Kun Old Demon, and left with Jiang Ling'er.

"Spirituality" is not a soul body, nor is it a divine consciousness, but a kind of "subconscious" that cannot be detected in any way unless it is also sensed by "spirituality". Of course, all kinds of methods in the world of cultivating immortals are strange and unpredictable, and it cannot be completely denied that there are some special means that can detect the existence of this "spirituality".

Since "spirituality" is formless and substantial, it will naturally not be harmed by "tangible" means, whether it is the various supernatural powers condensed by the aura of heaven and earth, or the various secret techniques generated by the power of divine thoughts, it will not have the slightest impact on "spirituality", of course, the reverse is also true, "spirituality" will not have any impact on the body and soul of living beings, but it can affect the consciousness of cultivators.

Although "spirituality" has all kinds of incredible miracles, it is also subject to many restrictions, such as the power of thunder from the most yang to the strongest, which has a great restraint effect on "spirituality"; some cultivators with strong souls, "spirituality" is filled with divine souls, which is equivalent to a protective layer, and can also isolate the prying eyes of "spirituality" from the outside world; and there are also some people who are extremely affectionate and innocent, or those who are extremely evil and murderous, can also resist the invasion of "spirituality" to a certain extent.

As Jiang Ling'er returned all the way back to her residence, seeing that the other party was still immersed in cultivation, the phantom looked around boredly, the room was not big, it seemed a little plain, except for the bed, table and chairs and some daily necessities, there was nothing else.

After observing for a while, the phantom shook his head a little boredly, and when it was in the middle of the moon, this ginger antelope finally stopped cultivating and slowly fell into a deep sleep.

Seeing this, the phantom did not hesitate, and instantly turned into a wisp of nothingness and burrowed into the dream of the ginger antelope.