"As for these drinks and dishes, well, old wood, you go and distribute them to eat. ”

Mu Yong thanked him, took the food box away, and walked to the mine next to him where the spirit attendant was eating.

I heard the cheers in my ears first, then a scramble, and from time to time there were bursts of arguments.

As soon as Lin Mu's action of eating Lingmi stopped, he was still a little proud in his heart, and he was suddenly awakened.

"Don't suffer from widowhood but suffer from inequality, people's hearts, greed is endless. If I give small favors without restraint like this, these spiritual servants will be grateful at first, but after a long time, they will surely resent me. Hate me for giving too little favor, hate me for not stopping Mu Yong's distribution of distant and close relatives! I am devoted to cultivation, how can I have the heart to care about such trivial matters? It seems that I can't be so casual in the future. ”

Lin Mu, who used to be a human body, naturally understood the thoughts of ordinary people, being good to a person does not mean that the other party must be grateful, and once he turned against him, he was more hateful than strangers.

Thinking of this truth, Lin Mu was much more relaxed.

In the past, he always had a special emotion for the human race, that is, Mu Yong, an ordinary spirit servant, told his sorrow in front of his eyes, and he could also empathize.

It wasn't until this moment that his mind moved, and he felt the ever-changing thoughts of the human heart, that he really regarded the human race as normal.

From then on, these spiritual servants were no different from the demon cultivators around them, who were either close or hateful.

After eating the spiritual rice, Lin Mu continued to cultivate again.

This time, he didn't cultivate for long, just because the spiritual power of the spirit stones he absorbed was enough, and he needed to keep running Zhou Tian to exhaust the sharp qi in it.

Lin Mu, who was meditating, suddenly moved in his heart.

"When absorbing the aura, you need to concentrate on it, but this polishing aura only requires it to flow in the meridians. In that case, why don't I try to use my spiritual power to practice my sword?"

In the past, when Lin Mu used the sword, he mostly swung the sword purely with strength, and only occasionally when he needed to enhance the power of the sword move, he used the spiritual power and poured it into the sword.

But in that case, it was mostly a case of high mental concentration in battle, whether it was the control of spiritual power or the change of mind, it was the moment when Lin Mu had the most delicate control of his physical spiritual power.

And the most important thing is that the spiritual power he was operating at that time had been completely refined into his body, and the spiritual power that really belonged to him was naturally like a wave of his fingers.

Now, he wanted to try this kind of spiritual power that had not yet been fully refined, and compared to before, it was tantamount to commanding an army that had already been trained by himself, and the difference between commanding an army that had just been recruited.

Try your best to retract it, and the spiritual power in your body moves with your heart, rising with the momentum, and gradually moving faster and faster along the meridians.

As soon as Lin Mu swung his sword and stabbed halfway, he felt that this spiritual power that was bound forward was at the mouth of the tiger in his right arm, and he could no longer control the rapid force in it, and he scattered and rushed in all directions, and his right arm was paralyzed for a while.

However, fortunately, Lin Mu also knew that this matter was difficult, and the spiritual power mobilized was not much, so it did not cause much harm.

Far beyond the divine sense at the beginning of Qi training, he tried his best to retract the spiritual power of his right arm, and when he was sweating profusely, Lin Mu unexpectedly found that this spiritual power had undergone this toss, and it was actually a lot more tame.

"The idea just now is really right! Even if the sword luck just now failed, it was like going through a training of spiritual power from scattered sand to the whole, grinding away the sharp edges and corners of many of the 'soldiers'. ”

Since the direction was right, Lin Mu did not hesitate, and his spiritual power gradually increased, and the time spent on guiding spiritual power each time was more or less, but it was the way it should be at the beginning.

This method of cultivating qi with movement is not a secret in the cultivation world, and Yue Wuxin never told Lin Mu to know, the reason is just that his current qi cultivation realm is too low!

The control of spiritual power, in addition to the control of oneself, lies in the strength of divine consciousness.

In the early days, the Qi cultivator's divine mind was weak, and he couldn't even do the lowest level of swordsmanship in the immortal cultivation realm, such as sword control, at most, he did his best to stab the long sword a few steps in the air.

Such a weak divine consciousness determines that their control of spiritual power is extremely weak, and it is not enough to cultivate quietly, and if they are rich, they must burn some spiritual incense to calm their minds and calm their minds.

In this way, it is like facing a great enemy, just like guarding a group of thugs in the body, and overwhelming it with all its strength can gradually steer it to the right path and assimilate it.

But if they are left to their own devices, once they start a mess, they will not have the ability to regain control of them!

Therefore, most of the qi cultivators are "meditating and cultivating qi", which one dares to "refine qi in motion" like Lin Mu!

Only when the divine consciousness is strong enough to reach a certain level, and after reaching the foundation building period, can they withstand the consequences of the surge of spiritual power, and at that time, those cultivators who are mainly sword cultivators will gradually cultivate this way of attracting the spiritual energy of the outside world.

After all, the gentle spiritual power in the body is limited, if you can control the external spiritual power at will to fight, not to mention the power of the combat power, the ability to continue the battle is also extremely enhanced.

Lin Mu's ignorant people are fearless, and they have been nourished by the Qingling Bamboo Spiritual Temperature, and their divine sense is not weak, coupled with the special effect of Qingling Bamboo calming the Dao heart and dispelling distracting thoughts, this is based on the spiritual power rush, causing great internal injuries to themselves.

All the sounds of the outside world are no longer in my ears, and what I see in my eyes is also an imaginary image of spiritual power flowing through the meridians.

Whenever he felt that his spiritual power was about to be uncontrollable, his powerful divine consciousness would quickly flush his unruly spiritual power back and forth, boiling the soup, and slightly reducing the irritability.

Qi practice does not know the passage of time, but sword practice also ignores time.

From time to time, a sword was swung, and he stopped and quietly thought about the feeling of the operation of Fang Cai's spiritual power, as well as the improvement plan.

Dinner time came again, and at the end of the day, the spirit servants had become accustomed to Lin Mu's single-minded cultivation, and the boy who delivered the meal also put down the food box and left.

Mu Yong is now entrusted with most of his responsibilities by Lin Mu, lest he be dissatisfied with Lin Mu's ineffectiveness, so he works extra hard, even harder than other demon cultivators.

The other spirit servants didn't have any complaints, although it was harder, but under Lin Mu's decentralization, they were still relaxed in their hearts, not as worried as in the past.

Ordinary people can't affect Lin Mu's mood, but his sensitivity to the changes of heaven and earth has been immersed in the bone marrow.

"It's almost dusk!"

Immersed in the world of sword training, Lin Mu looked left and right at the surrounding situation, put away the food box, and said to Mu Yong, but set off to hurry out of the mine.

Like a hurricane wind, Lin Mu jumped on the roof of the Spirit Picking Hall with a black light, and tried his best to absorb the pure spiritual power.

Different from the vigor at the beginning of the great sun, different from the domineering of the scorching sun in the middle of the sky, the aura of the sun at this time, like a monk who has attained the Tao after a catastrophe, is peaceful and gentle, and calms away all troubles and joy.

Quiet cultivation perceives the world, and easily perceives the spiritual fluctuations of dozens or hundreds of quiet cultivation on Fugui Island.

"The Patrol Hall is really worthy of being the place where Tengguihe Mansion practices armaments, and the demon cultivation spirit is open to the state of knowing and purposefully absorbing the aura of the sun and the moon, every one of them is a strong monster who is not weak, and I don't know how many masters can be attracted to participate in the Qi training competition!"