Although that is the case, there is no way to do it.

This method of flying sword transmission is based on spiritual power, and if it is changed to spiritual consciousness, the first step to do is to control spiritual consciousness.

However, he was stuck in this step, how to control it, and how to condense and form, no one taught Mo Jue at all.

He can only grope for himself, Lu Qinghai will definitely not be able to count on it, and it is good not to cause trouble to Mo Jue.

Thinking about it, Mo Jue suddenly had a flash of inspiration, isn't there a best case for him to refer to?

Those chains that shimmer with golden light must have a way to capture the eyes of the array, as long as Mo Jue cracks it, all problems will be solved.

The more Mo Jue thought about it, the more he felt that this method was very feasible, even if he focused on the chains.

Then the Psychic Sense spreads out and heads towards the Chain Cover.

Unexpectedly, Mo Jue's spiritual sense seemed to cause the chains to resist, and strange ripples spread out, blocking Mo Jue's spiritual sense.

The latter naturally did not give up because of this, and forcibly broke through the defense of the ripples, which also made him see the full picture of the chains.

Each of these chains is covered with a layer of spiritual power, flowing with the brilliance.

Just as Mo Jue was about to find out, a huge pressure suddenly appeared, forcibly pressing Mo Jue's spiritual sense into a line.

The sharp pain made Mo Jue almost faint, but fortunately he was prepared in advance.

[I knew it wasn't that simple...]

What Ji Ming left behind, how could Mo Jue not keep an eye on it? When it came to that, if there was still no defense, Mo Jue was really stupid.

After relieving for a while, Mo Jue got used to the pain a little, and began to control his spiritual sense to slowly probe forward.

Lu Qinghai on the side looked at the painful look on Mo Jue's face, and he couldn't help but feel a little nervous, but now he couldn't help anything, only to be in a hurry.

As the spiritual sense deepened, the pain became more and more intense, and Mo Jue felt that a voice in his head kept saying at this moment: Don't go any deeper, you will die!

And he's almost at the limit, if he continues like this, he will really die.

Thinking of this, Mo Jue's heart couldn't help but rise a little with a little heart.

Fear is a more or less emotion that the human race will have in the face of death, even monks are not immune.

[Give up, no, continue!, just a little bit!]

Facing his fear, Mo Jue cheered himself up in the bottom of his heart, and then he was ruthless in his heart, controlling his spiritual sense to probe forward.

Suddenly, Mo Jue's eyes went dark, and then he appeared in a dark space.

Here, a figure with a glittering golden light has been waiting for a long time.

"Yes, sooner than I expected. ”

As soon as he spoke, Mo Jue became nervous, the reason was nothing else, it was because the person who spoke was Ji Ming!

【Trap?】

This was Mo Jue's first thought, but then he vetoed it, and the other party obviously hid his cultivation, so he was able to enter the secret realm.

If Ji Ming released an aura that surpassed the Mortal Realm, Tie would definitely be driven out.

And in the mortal realm, Mo Jue has not been afraid of anyone.

"What the hell do you want?"

Since Ji Ming had no way to solve himself, Mo couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, and at the same time, he began to guess Ji Ming's intentions.

After ruling out the impossible option, Mo Jue came to a very ridiculous conclusion: this Ji Ming was really helping him.

Especially the process of the spiritual consciousness being pressed into a line just now, although it was painful, it also made Mo Jue's heart have a little more understanding of how to manipulate the spiritual consciousness.

Thinking of this, Mo Jue asked in a deep voice, "What do you want?"

No matter how Mo Jue guessed, he couldn't figure out Ji Ming's purpose for doing this, what was the benefit of him helping him?

Ji Ming smiled when he heard this, and said, "Don't be nervous, this is just an incarnation of my spiritual sense, and it can't hurt you." ”

As he spoke, his figure suddenly blurred, and then stabilized again.

Ji Ming smiled bitterly and said, "The time is a little less than I expected, but it doesn't matter, anyway, we will meet again soon." ”

"If you have something to say, don't hide it. ”

Mo said impatiently, he wouldn't believe that Ji Ming went to such great lengths just to say a few nonsense.

"Don't be nervous, it's just that some things are inconvenient to say in front of outsiders, right, the remnants of the Mo family!"

As soon as Ji Ming's words came out, Mo Jue was suddenly startled, and the word Yu Xian showed that Ji Ming already knew his identity, and immediately Mo Jue's face sank: "What do you know?"

Ji Ming glanced at Mo Jue in surprise: "Oh, it seems that you don't know this, have you forgotten or don't know at all?"

After muttering to himself for a while, Ji Ming waved his hand again and said, "That's it, you are too weak now to know this, you just need to know that you and I will have a battle after all." ”

Mo Jue didn't respond to Ji Ming's words, he didn't even understand why Ji Ming had so much trust in him, as if he was sure that Mo Jue would be his opponent.

To be reasonable, although he couldn't see how much strength Ji Ming had hidden, he could conclude that the other party's realm must be more than just the realm of metamorphosis.

In this case, Ji Ming still looked like he regarded Mo Jue as a great enemy, which really made the latter very puzzled.

"Okay, I guess you know what to do, grow up early, don't let me be bored for too long. In the whole world, in the same realm, you are the only one who is my opponent!"

Seeing that Mo Jue was silent for a long time, Ji Ming left a paragraph and dispersed this spiritual incarnation.

As the other party left, the space was also separated and analyzed, and Mo Jue's consciousness returned to his body.

As soon as he opened his eyes, Mo Jue saw Lu Qinghai's chubby face, looking at him with a concerned expression.

Because he was so close, Mo Jue was taken aback, and he couldn't help blurting out: "What are you doing!"

Lu Qinghai was also frightened by Mo Jue's sudden awakening, and hurriedly asked, "I haven't asked you why yet?" I suddenly fell asleep, and I didn't respond to any shouting. Brother, I'll call you brother! Is it time to go to bed? Hurry up!"

He was speechless, and he was about to take the last step, when Mo Jue fell asleep!

When this kind of life is at stake, is it time to sleep?

If it weren't for the fact that he couldn't beat Mo Jue, it is estimated that Lu Qinghai would have the heart to press Mo Jue on the ground.

Mo never paid attention to Lu Qinghai, his mind was now full of Ji Ming's words: In the whole world, in the same realm, you are the only one who is my opponent!

In just one sentence, Mo Jue could feel how confident Ji Ming was in his heart. It can even be said that it has reached the point of arrogance.

Such a person, but he puts Mo Jue on the same level as himself, and it can be said that he attaches great importance to the latter.

Thinking of this, Mo couldn't help but glance at the Taiyin mark in the palm of his hand, Ji Ming would attach so much importance to him, it was very likely because of this mark.

It was also because of this mark that Mo Jue's identity was exposed, but what puzzled him was why Ji Ming acted like he didn't care at all since he already knew his identity.

Not only that, Ji Ming even had the intention of helping Mo Jue hide his identity, which made Mo Jue even more confused.

Because no matter from which point of view, the two will only become enemies, and it is impossible for them to become friends.

"Hey, Mo Jue, what's wrong with you, I'll throw you down if you do this again!"

At this time, Lu Qinghai saw that Mo Jue sank into his thoughts again, and a little anger inevitably rose in his heart, and he asked.

The latter came back to his senses, glanced at Lu Qinghai lightly, and replied: "Don't worry, I already have a way." ”

Just now, Mo Jue was not just thinking nonsense, what he needed was to adjust his spiritual sense to achieve the best state.

Ji Ming's moment just now left Mo Jue with a slight injury, but he couldn't be careless.

On the one hand, there are potential enemies who don't know the purpose, and on the other hand, they are close friends, and they can still distinguish which is more important.

Now that Mo Jue has woken up for a while, those injuries have basically recovered, and it is indeed not the time to drag it out.

Thinking of this, Mo Jue slowly stood up and closed his eyes tightly, and then spread out his spiritual sense, and said softly in his mouth: "Concentrate a little, and you can turn the invisible into the tangible..."

This is the insight that Mo Jue got from Ji Ming, if you want to transform your spiritual sense, the first step is to focus your attention on one point, and then pull your spiritual sense to converge on that point.

While thinking about the next step, Mo Jue slowly attracted his spiritual sense.

A moment later, Lu Qinghai saw a dark light suddenly appear beside Mo Jue, but when he looked at it, it was a drop of water like ink.

"Is this the essence of the Psychic Sense, and did it really make him successful?"

Lu Qinghai was frightened, and couldn't help but scream, and then covered his mouth tightly, for fear of disturbing Mo Jue.

In fact, Lu Qinghai also knows nothing about the essence of spiritual consciousness, most of which he learned from his father, although he didn't know much, and he forgot everything, but he still remembered one thing very clearly.

That is, if you want to achieve spiritual consciousness transformation, you must first have the soul power far beyond ordinary people, secondly, you must have an extraordinary physique, and finally you must have a very high level of comprehension, so that you can comprehend it by chance.

However, Mo Jue was so simply completed, so that Lu Qinghai couldn't help but wonder if he was dreaming.

If the spiritual consciousness transformation was so simple, those monks in ancient times would not have disappeared completely, and even the inheritance would have been lost.

Just when Lu Qinghai was frightened, there was more and more ink beside Mo Jue, and finally formed a stream of water that lingered around Mo Jue.

In the middle of the circulation, a chill slowly spread around, Lu Qinghai hurriedly retreated a few steps, and shouted in his mouth: "Brother!! Brother Mo!!

It's impossible for him not to be afraid, those ice sculptures on the platform are still vivid, Lu Qinghai doesn't want to be like that.

As soon as the words fell, Mo Jue opened his eyes suddenly, and then waved his hand violently, shouting: "Slash!"