"The God-Slaying Sword comes out of the body..."

Mo Hua was stunned for a moment, then looked down at his palm and squeezed it lightly.

Thinking that he might hold the power to break through the realm and kill the golden elixir in his hand, Mo Hua was filled with excitement and his eyes became brighter and brighter.

As long as the God-Slaying Sword can leave the body, one's own "divine consciousness and enlightenment" will truly undergo an essential transformation.

Not only in the world of spiritual thoughts, but also in reality, he can also transform his strongest spiritual thoughts into the strongest killing moves by turning virtual reality into reality.

In reality, carry out spiritual killing.

"Gonna give it a try..."

…

The next day, the disciples lived in the north of Taixu Gate.

On a quiet hillside.

The vegetation is luxuriant, the mountains and forests are steep, and there is a touch of cloud and mist, which is quiet and peaceful.

Ink Hua sits on the grass, closes his eyes and rests.

There were no other people around, except for a big white dog, lying idle and dozing under a big tree.

The sun passes through the woods, dyes the green mountain color, and shines on the ink painting.

The surrounding faint clouds and mist also shrouded the ink painting.

Ink painting abandons calming the mind and cultivating the mind. It is like a dry stone, motionless.

After an unknown amount of time, he opened his eyes, and there were three colors of black, white, and gold flowing under his eyes, and the aura around him also changed.

The ink painting and pointing on the forehead elicited the sword intention from between the eyes, and then the eyes were sharp and pointed forward a little.

There seemed to be something in the void, piercing the sky and moving forward, pointing directly at a towering tree in front of it.

The mountain wind blew up suddenly, and the big trees opposite seemed to be trembling with rustling branches and leaves.

Time seems to freeze at this moment...

But after a while, the mountain wind stopped.

Nothing happened.

There is no spiritual thought that turns the sword out of the body, no sword intention, and the big tree does not move at all, safe and sound.

Only the ink painting pointed forward, maintaining the action of "drawing out the sword", standing on the spot with a resolute expression.

But... nothing happened.

The big white dog not far away opened its mouth wide and yawned boredly.

It's tired of looking at it.

Mo Hua could only put away his fingers and sighed helplessly.

From morning to now, he has tried no less than seven or eight times, but to no avail. The Jingshen Sword can leave the body, but the more advanced God-Slaying Sword can manifest in the sea of ​​consciousness, but it cannot leave the consciousness at all.

ocean.

If you can't get out of your body, you can't kill.

The big white dog in the distance moved its tail, licked its fur, lay down again, and dozed off.

Mo Hua also sat down cross-legged and began to think carefully.

"What exactly is the problem? Is the method of leaving the body wrong, or is my spiritual consciousness not high enough?"

Mo Hua remembered that Elder Xun Zixian seemed to have told him about the process by which monks' spiritual thoughts generally advance:

"Qi-refining monks can release their spiritual consciousness and perceive external objects;"

"Foundation-building monks can control objects with spiritual awareness;"

"When you reach the Golden Core Realm and master the art of controlling objects, the power of the monks' weapons and swords will also reach a higher level."

"Only when you reach the golden elixir can you begin to dabble in the method of soul leaving the body. Only when you reach enlightenment can you truly master the soul leaving the body..."

There are very few monks who study the path of spiritual thoughts, and Elder Xun Zixian does not follow this path either. It is just his interest as an array master, so he does a lot of research.

His words are still very credible.

"Only the golden elixir can be initially dabbled in..."

Mo Hua muttered.

"But this should be for ordinary monks. When I use the Shocking Sword, my soul is already out of the body."

"That's...there's something wrong with my method of releasing the God-Slaying Sword?"

Mo Hua thought about it carefully again.

The God-Destroying Sword is more complicated than the Shocking God Sword.

The practice of Jingshen Sword is to imprint the sword intention or the evil spirit pattern in the soul. When leaving the body, just use the eyes as the orifice to reveal the soul.

The God-Slaying Sword doesn't work, its method is more profound and more difficult.

You must first hold your breath and concentrate, accumulate spiritual thoughts, condense the God-Slaying Sword Style in the sea of ​​consciousness, and strike out with this sword.

Only then can the sword be conveyed out of the body using the eyes as a medium.

First "draw the sword" and then "leave the body".

It seems like it’s just one more step, but it’s many times more difficult.

The most ideal situation is that the sword moves with the god, the god comes out with the eyes, the god-slaying sword condenses when the mind moves, the eyes open, and the mind turns into a sword and cuts out.

He starts quickly, moves quickly, and kills people with his "eyes", making him hard to guard against.

It really means "if I look at you, you will die."

But I am still far away from this realm, so I can only do it slowly and step by step.

"Step by step..."

In ink painting, first close your eyes, concentrate, isolate the influence of external objects, and focus all your attention on the sea of ​​consciousness.

In the sea of ​​​​consciousness, the ink painting of spiritual thoughts incarnates, opens his eyes, holds his hands empty, and gathers them above his head.

Thick and pure spiritual thoughts, like golden rivers, gathered between his hands and condensed into a dazzling spiritual sword.

There are many different ways of swordsmanship.

Broken Gold, Kaishan, Guishui, and Lihuo are condensed in the sword one by one in the form of a sword array.

The ancient Taixu Sword Intent appears.

The ruthless and selfless Tao of Supreme Killing Love, which kills everything, is also integrated into it.

The ink painting holds a huge sword in its hand, which shines brightly, like a god or demon on earth.

If it is to kill the evil ghosts, divine corpses, or even evil fetuses in the spiritual thoughts, it can be done with just one strike of the sword.

But it doesn't work if you are out of body.

Mo Hua had tried many times before, but they all failed. As long as the sword slashed down like this, its power could only be limited to the sea of ​​consciousness, unable to break through the boundary between reality and reality, unable to leave the body and appear in the world.

"The method of leaving the body is wrong..."

"No, or rather, the way I cut it out was wrong..."

In the past few times, Mo Hua always thought about "leaving the body" and tried his best to go "outside", but in his spiritual consciousness, there was no distinction between "inside and outside".

He thought about slashing outwards, but in the end, the sword remained within his own sea of ​​consciousness.

Existence and non-existence arise from each other, difficulty and ease complement each other.

Inside and outside are also relative.

If you can't cut outward, then go inward. Is this sword cutting your own "soul"?

No, it's not simply "killing", but using the soul as an interface to connect to reality?

The eyes are the windows to the soul.

Does cutting towards the soul mean that the spiritual thoughts are transmitted to the eyes, and the eyes are used as windows to truly "leave the body"?

Mo Hua guessed in his heart.

He was a little unsure, but hesitated for a moment and decided to give it a try.

Failure is the mother of success. The practice of any method is accompanied by multiple failures. Only through a lot of trial and error can you find the right path.

Anyway, he was used to "killing himself".

Taixu's sword intention is to kill the ego, Taishang Wangqing is to kill the desire of others, now it seems that it doesn't matter if I use the sword to kill myself...

With a thought in his mind, Mo Hua looked solemn and began to reverse the giant sword and face him.

But this time the sword's edge was reversed, and the majestic sword intention was facing him. Mo Hua instantly felt the pressure of being on the verge of life and death.

It was as if this sword strike would kill him.
To be continued...