Chapter 53: Cultivating Spiritual Sense

The old man actually couldn't sleep, because he finally found his heir, but how could he be his master, which made the old man have a headache, and he didn't follow him to practice martial arts.

Weeping Soul also can't sleep, standing in the bamboo forest, except for the cries of cicadas around, the color of Weeping Soul's eyes is all black, even if he is glad that he survived, but his eyes are blind, he can only rejoice for a while, Weeping Soul took out the spear from the ring as a tool for pathfinding, and only returned to bed and rested after a period of time. Lying on the bed, he blinked his eyes, which were still dark, touching the scars of his eyes, and sighing that his abilities were gone.

Unconsciously weeping and falling asleep. The old man came to the bedside of the weeping soul, looked at the weeping soul and smiled.

The next morning, the weeping soul slammed out the door.

"Grandpa, I'm up, where are you?" said Crying Soul.

"I'm here, and I'm teaching you how to use Psionics, which no one else can learn, and only you have it. The old man laughed.

"Why?" asked in confusion.

"First, because you are blind, second, your talent should not look low, and third, the reason why only you can learn is because if other people are blind, few people become peerless powerhouses. The old man stroked his white beard and said.

"Well, how did you start cultivating?" weeping souls said.

"You first learn to look inward, check the aura of your dantian, and you can only see the aura in your body when you look inward. The old man said.

"Okay, I'll learn to look inward first. Weeping Soul said.

"You meditate down first, and feel the meridians and spiritual energy in your body with your heart. The old man said.

The weeping soul sat on the ground, feeling the aura in the body, and the weeping soul felt that his body became transparent, and the whole person was composed of meridians.

Weeping Soul was very excited, "It turns out that my meridians are like this, and the dantian is also like this!" Looking at the flowing orange meridians and dantian, I feel quite good-looking.

"When you see it, you start cultivating your spiritual sense. The old man said.

"Yes, old man. Weeping replied.

"Spiritual sense, similar to a sense, is the same as smell, but this is a martial art that uses aura, a probing martial art, and it is an auxiliary martial art. The old man said.

"Well, isn't everyone will?" weeping souls.

"You're asking nonsense, why don't other people learn this blindly, even if you can, you won't be so proficient, even if you learn the spiritual sense, it's just a moment to release it to detect the surrounding situation. The old man said.

"Then old man, start teaching me how to learn spiritual sense now," weeping souls said.

"Cultivating spiritual consciousness is the inner vision that extends outward from oneself, so it is called spiritual awareness. The old man said.

"Now you have to constantly use the aura to transform the inner vision into spiritual awareness, I will use the stone to throw at you, and it hurts, as long as you succeed in cultivation, you can see the stone thrown at you, but it depends on your understanding after writing. The old man said.

"It's going to begin!" cried the old man.

The weeping soul turned around and couldn't see anything. "Wait a minute, old man, ~ah~ it hurts" Weeping Soul's chest was hit by a stone, and it was painful.

"Grandpa, I haven't ~ ah~" Weeping Soul felt that his back was hit by a stone again.

The old man didn't speak, and kept playing with the small stone in his hand. Seeing that the weeping soul was thrown over again.

The blindfolded white ribbon on the face of the weeping soul fluttered in the wind, "Oops~ pain" The weeping soul touched his head and said.

With a quick move, the weeping soul drew his long knife and listened to the surroundings. The old man threw a pebble.

"Huh~" Weeping Soul heard the sound of a stone rubbing against the air on the left, and the Weeping Soul Long Knife raised it to block the stone!

"Yes, yes, show me the other side, then let you be proud for a while. The old man smiled inwardly.

"How's that, old man, it's amazing. Weeping Soul said, and put on a pose that he thought was handsome.

The old man threw out three stones at once, his ears moved slightly, and he immediately identified the direction, and the phantom moon stepped out, took out a spear and a long knife, and quickly blocked the three stones.

"Little one, it's not bad! I'll give you some color, it's been a long time since I've played with a child like this" The old man pointed to the weeping soul, and in an instant, the stones in the ground flew towards the weeping soul.

Crying Soul listened attentively, feeling that there were voices in all directions, and I didn't know what you were doing, so I directly covered my face and endured the attack. Immediately, there were bursts of miserable cries from time to time in the lush bamboo forest.

"Grandpa, you are cheating, you started to do this as soon as you came up. Weeping turned and shouted around.

"You are cultivating spiritual sense, what does it matter if you cultivate hearing?" the old man asked.

"Yes, verbose. Weeping Soul muttered.

"Hehe~" The old man smiled, picked up a stone from the ground, spent some spiritual power on the stone, and threw it at the weeping soul.

"Why, don't you beat me yet? I'm getting impatient," Cry Soul thought to himself. But immediately he was hit with a stone in the back of his head. "Old immortal, you are plotting against me again. Weeping Soul scolded.

"Stinky boy, I'm so angry" The old man's beard exploded angrily, and he was about to vomit blood, no one had ever said that, and the person who said it had already died.

"See if I don't stone you," the old man said angrily.

"Old immortal, hum" weeping soul pouted.

For some reason, the weeping soul couldn't hear the sound, and was always beaten. Wrapped all over the body, the painful realization.

"Why is it that you don't die?"

The old man blew his beard angrily and glared, and without saying a word, he threw a few stones over. "Poof~"

Weeping Soul vomited blood directly.

"Damn, it's so ruthless to be old and not die. Weeping Soul scolded.

"You have a good sense of hearing, but some people just have the ability to block sound and avoid the contact between weapons and air, this ability is what martial artists do, so I let you work hard to cultivate spiritual sense so that you can things, and you are now struggling to even walk," the old man said.

"Thank you. "Weeping Soul may have a habit of giving others nicknames. Immediately knew what he should do, maybe he was trying to cultivate in the wrong direction.

The old man was so angry in his heart that he picked up the stone and threw it at the weeping soul.

The weeping soul endured the pain of being smashed, so that his heart was as calm as a lake, without the slightest ripple. Weeping Soul tried his best to use his aura to look inside things outside his body, allowing himself to constantly break through his self and look outward, but he still couldn't.

"How can I see things outside of my body without seeing with my eyes? Weeping Soul kept asking himself.

The weeping soul was beaten in a human-like way, but there was always no progress, time passed quickly, and the day passed.

Weeping Soul returned to the room with scars all over his body, and asked the old man if he wanted the pill or not, and said angrily that Weeping Soul scolded him, Weeping Soul stood in place speechlessly, thinking about when he scolded him.

The next day, the weeping soul was beaten and bent back to bed.

On the third day, the weeping soul was beaten and crawled to the room.

On the fourth day, I don't know if I'm back in my room.

On the fifth day, "The old immortal will come out quickly, but today I don't believe it, and I can't practice spiritual awareness." Weeping Soul casually pointed to a place and scolded loudly.

The old man shook his head while drinking tea on the other side, and controlled a few stones to fly over.

"Damn, it hurts me to death" weeping soul in pain.

The weeping soul is that his heart has calmed down, and he has begun to absorb the aura between heaven and earth, and he likes to use the spiritual power of qi to control the aura around him, and he is using the combination of internal vision to investigate the things around him.

The first time it failed, the weeping soul couldn't see the stones.

The second time also failed. "The old immortal is coming violently!" scolded. "If you can't do it once or twice, come a hundred times. ”

The old man is accustomed to crying and scolding himself for being old and immortal. Keep throwing stones at the weeping souls.

We don't know how long it has been and how many times I have failed, but I still absorb the aura, and I feel that I have a strong affinity for the aura, and I should be able to control the combination of aura and inward vision to peek at the things around me.

"I must succeed, I have no time to waste, and my father and mother should be in a hurry. Weeping thought to himself. As two orange veins popped out around the Weeping Soul, the Weeping Soul could see everything one meter around it.

"Huh~ The talent is so good, I actually broke through. The old man was a little surprised.

"Damn, old and immortal, everything I see is gray. The weeping soul cried