Chapter 34: Long Yan
In Junci's Purple Mansion, a golden, cloud-like divine consciousness turned towards the direction of Longshou Mountain, overlapping with Yang Xian's divine consciousness, winding and circling.
Longshou Mountain, which is usually inaccessible, exudes a vigorous and flickering silver glow, which disappears from time to time between swallowing and spitting. Before Junci could figure out what was going on, Yinxia had already completed the stage of storing power, and a silver light rose to the sky.
The silver glow that shot into the clouds sharply cut the moist clouds apart.
After the first ray of light shot out from Longshou Mountain, it was out of control, and one after another silver light burst into the sky, shooting out a total of nine rays of light before it stopped. The clouds as thick as snow became scarred and as thin as a cicada under the strangulation of the silver brilliance.
Jun Ci withdrew his faintly painful divine consciousness, and his heart was horrified and inexplicable, the silver brilliance could actually hurt even the shadowless and invisible divine consciousness.
"I didn't expect that Uncle Long's Demon Sealing Sword Duel had already been cultivated to the point of Dacheng, but why was it black?" Yang Xian frowned in amazement, as if he couldn't figure out something.
"What black?" Looking at Yang Xian's puzzled look, Junci asked curiously.
Yang Xian glanced at Jun Ci meaningfully, and said slowly: "Actually, it's not wrong for you to say that Longshou Mountain shot nine sword gangs, but the last sword gang contained a black sword gang, so a total of ten sword gangs were shot. But the Demon Sealing Sword Technique is supposed to be cultivated with a silver sword gang, I don't know what the origin of Uncle Long's black sword gang is?"
Yang Xian paused, and then said, "But compared to Senior Uncle Long's Demon Sealing Sword Technique, Senior Brother, your growth surprises me even more. β
"Iβwhat do I have to surprise you?" Junci was inexplicable, and he hadn't done anything out of the ordinary recently.
Yang Xian did not answer Junci directly, but asked Junci instead: "Senior brother, what do you think is supernatural power?"
Jun Ci was stunned, and didn't understand why Yang Xian suddenly asked this question, but he still answered honestly: "Divine power is to borrow the power of heaven and earth to perform various ways of change. β
Yang Xian nodded approvingly: "It's not wrong for you to understand it like this." Divine power is to use one's own true element as the guide, and the vitality of heaven and earth as the medium, and practice the way of change. Just like a pile of burning firewood, firewood is like the vitality of heaven and earth, and our own true element is the fire. When the fire ignites the firewood, it generates a flame, which is a supernatural power. β
I don't understand why Yang Xian said these truths that he already understood, but Junci still nodded modestly and was taught.
"Then do you know the role of divine consciousness?" Yang Xian asked again.
Jun Ci glanced at the somewhat abnormal senior brother, and was very puzzled in his heart, but he still said cautiously: "Divine consciousness can make us sense every move around us more clearly. β
"You're wrong this time, the biggest role of the divine sense is to control the supernatural powers. If firewood is the essence of heaven and earth, and our own true element is the fire inducer, then the divine consciousness is the one who sets the fire. Whether you want to pick up more firewood or set off a bigger flame is up to people. The amount of divine consciousness directly determines how much heaven and earth vitality can be controlled, and exerts a few percent of the power of supernatural powers. Yang Xian's eyes flowed, as if he wanted to see through Junci, "And I remember that junior brother should have just started cultivating the sixteenth meridian, and the divine sense should not be able to cover Longshou Mountain from here according to common sense, but you did it." Now, you know what I'm surprised about, right?"
"Is my divine sense very strong?" As his cultivation grew, so did Junci's divine sense. He had always felt that this was normal and did not take it seriously in the slightest.
Looking at Jun Ci, who was sitting on the golden mountain and didn't know it, Yang Xian said angrily: "Compared to me, of course, it is still a little worse, but compared to people who have the same cultivation as you, it is really much stronger." β
Listening to Yang Xian's high evaluation, Junci couldn't help but smirk. But whether it is Junci or Yang Xian, they are all wrong.
The divine consciousness that Junci threw into Longshou Mountain was not what Yang Xian imagined, with Junci as the point, the divine consciousness was fan-shaped projected in the direction of Longshou Mountain, but with Junci as the point, the divine consciousness was covered in all directions in a circle. Therefore, Junci's divine sense was much more powerful than Yang Xian imagined.
That's why it's like this, it's thanks to the giant Jiao of the poisonous dragon pool. On that day, Junci broke through under the innate suppression of the giant Jiao, divided his divine consciousness into three, and successfully unlocked the first hidden feature of the Great Yan Zhou Tian's Broken Void Record, Yan!
Whether it is the first generation of exercises or the second generation of exercises, it is not uncommon for exercises that can derive divine consciousness, but exercises that derive divine consciousness cannot accelerate the growth of divine consciousness, and the growth of divine consciousness increases with the improvement of the cultivation realm. That is to say, for a monk of the same realm, the divine consciousness in the Purple Mansion, whether it is one or ten thousand, the final volume should be the same.
And after Junci's divine consciousness broke through in the Poison Dragon Pool, the three groups of divine consciousness were like independent individuals, all of them were growing rapidly. In other words, Jun Ci's current knowledge of the sea is three times the size of the same cultivator. If Junci's divine consciousness could continue to be derived in the future, then Yang Xian would not be surprised, but terrifying.
This is also the extraordinary place of Dayan Zhou Tian's breaking of the false record, if it is not so proud, how can Zuo Xinglie ten thousand years ago shock the world in such a short period of time.
Just as Junci and Yang Xian were jokingly chatting, there was another dragon roar in the direction of Longshou Mountain. Without unfolding his senses, he could see with the naked eye a flying dragon shining with silver brilliance rising from the ground and soaring into the sky.
The usually popular and lively Zhai Fang suddenly became silent, and everyone could feel the devastating power and sharpness of the silver dragon.
After a long time, the fragmentary words gradually sounded in the meal, but it was obviously much smaller than before.
"I didn't expect Uncle Long to be so powerful, but he was a little unkind. Junci tore off a piece of lotus leaf chicken and threw it into his mouth.
"Actually, Uncle Long wasn't like this before. Yang Xian's eyes were shocked, and he watched the silver dragon break through the air with a complicated expression.
"Could it be that there is any other story in this?" Jun Ci suddenly became interested and moved his seat to Yang Xian's side.
"What's the story?" Yang Xian, who came back to his senses, denied it, and stood up as he spoke, "Senior brother, you eat slowly." I'm full, go first. β
Seeing that Yang Xian, who was pretending to be stupid, was about to slip away, Jun Ci immediately reacted, tore off another lotus leaf chicken leg and chased it out quickly.
In Yang Xian's residence, Junci sat on a chair, crossed his legs on the desk, tore off a piece of chicken leg, and chewed beautifully.
Yang Xian looked at Junci who was hanging his son, and said with a smile: "Senior brother, there is really no story. I'm going to cultivate, so go back quickly. β
Jun Ci unceremoniously picked up the herbal tea on the table, drank it and said, "Senior brother, you cultivate yours, it's better when I don't exist." β
Facing the scoundrel's junior brother, Yang Xian completely lost his temper, looked left and right vigilantly, and quickly pinched out a law decision with both hands. Suddenly, the entire room was shrouded in a flickering light curtain.
Jun Ci recognized this magical power called Water Curtain Tianhua at a glance, because until now, Jun Ci had not learned and mastered it.
In addition to the defensive function, this divine power also has the function of blocking the detection and erosion of the divine consciousness.
"Is there any need to exaggerate so much?" Looking at Yang Xian's cautious appearance, Junci muttered secretly in his heart.
Yang Xian glanced at the surrounded and impenetrable Tianyaju, and pondered for a moment before he frowned and said: "Actually, Uncle Long used to be a very easy-going person, and among the master's generation, Uncle Long had the best popularity, if it wasn't for that incident." β