Mo Hua was about to disperse the God-Slaying Sword, but the next moment, he stopped abruptly.

"Fear is just a redundant emotion."

"When the Supreme Being cuts off love, he should also cut off 'fear'."

"The God-Slaying Sword is the creation of my soul. It is my understanding of the Tao. It is the sword of my divine mind. My sword cannot kill me."

Mo Hua was firm in his knowledge. For a moment, his heart was like gold and stone, indestructible. Even if he faced a huge sword that could kill the evil fetus, he was not afraid.

"cut!"

Mo Hua drank lightly.

The huge God-Slaying Sword slashed down with a crash, like the Milky Way falling down, and slashed towards Mo Hua himself.

The eyes in the ink painting are as old as before, the mind is as strong as iron, and they are happy and fearless.

And sure enough, the God-Slaying Sword did not actually kill him, but cut into his soul the moment it touched him.

In an instant, the spiritual thoughts were distorted and alternated between reality and reality.

The ink painting seems to touch a layer, the barrier between reality and reality, and sense the gap between reality and reality.

The boundary between reality and reality is too profound, and he cannot see through it, nor can he break through this gap.

But the place where reality and reality merge is himself, his sea of ​​consciousness.

He can use his body as a matchmaker and his eyes as orifices to transmit his "virtual" spiritual thoughts to the "real" world.

Mo Hua touched his eyebrows with his fingers, communicating with the sword intention in the sea of ​​consciousness.

After a moment, he suddenly opened his eyes.

In his eyes, the sword light was extremely bright, filled with huge sword light as vast as the Milky Way, with various sword ways such as Broken Gold, Kaishan, Guishui, and Lihuo flowing in between.

Taixu's sword intention floated faintly.

The Supreme Being cuts off love, without me there is no life.

Mo Hua's expression was indifferent, and the energy around him began to change.

The big white dog that was dozing next to him suddenly jumped up in surprise, his eyes widened, and he looked at the ink painting in disbelief.

But the time has come, and spiritual enlightenment suddenly occurs.

The ink drawings touch the forehead together, and the sword of spiritual thought is transported to both eyes, and then the sharp edge shines in the eyes. The ink drawings point forward a little, and the sword intention of killing the gods comes out of the eyes, following the direction pointed by the ink drawings, and shoots out through the air.

, move forward indomitably.

The big white dog was so frightened that the hair all over his body stood up and his tail stood up.

Then a burst of spiritual thoughts surged and changed... and still nothing happened.

Even though the momentum was astonishing, even though the technique was profound, even though the spiritual thoughts were strong and powerful, and the sword technique was extremely sharp, there was no movement at all after it was used.

In other words, he didn't show it.

Grass is still grass, not a single leaf has fallen off.

The tree is still a tree, without leaving any scars.

The flowers and plants all around are also lush and prosperous.

The Taibai Dog's eyes widened and he was stunned for a long time. Then he realized that it was just a false alarm. His raised tail drooped down again, and his plush body lay back on the ground.

Mo Hua also slumped down on the grass, feeling a little frustrated.

"Why is it still not working?"

"I have mastered the method of leaving the body, why can't I kill it with this sword?"

Mo Hua was not convinced and wanted to practice again, but as soon as he got up, he felt dizzy and fell to the ground again.

His sea of ​​consciousness stung, and his eyes were bloodshot and somewhat red and swollen.

"I practiced too much and it started to bite me back..."

The God-Slaying Sword is too powerful, and the spiritual thoughts are too strong. Forcibly using the "binary eyes" to leave the body is also too heavy on the eyes.

"We can't practice anymore, we have to slow down..."

Mo Hua quickly sat up and meditated to regain his consciousness. At the same time, he took some elixirs that nourished the blood, purified the heart and brightened the eyes.

After the recovery was completed, his consciousness recovered and his eyes became clearer, Mo Hua opened his eyes.

"Still not working."

Mo Hua pondered. But in a short period of time, he would not be able to practice the Exorcist Sword again. Moreover, it was almost time to eat.

"Go back first..."

Mo Hua tidied up, shouted "Big White Dog, go back", then got up and left. After taking a few steps, he turned around and saw that Big White Dog was still lying on the ground.

"Big white dog?"

The big white dog glanced sideways at Mo Hua, ignored him, turned his head, and continued to doze on his stomach, looking a little angry.

Mo Hua knew why he was angry, so he sighed and explained: "How many times have I told you, I didn't mean to steal it."

"It's not like I don't take you with me to eat good food..."

"You can't digest those things..."

"They are all unclean corpses of gods. They are easy to cause problems if they are eaten by you..."

"Next time, next time I have something delicious to eat, I will definitely bring it with you."

The big white dog looked at Mo Hua's storage bag.

Mo Hua said: "That bone can't be eaten, I'll keep it for use..."

"Really, I won't lie to you."

"Next time there is something delicious, I will leave some for you..."

…

Mo Hua tried to talk, but Big White Dog finally calmed down, and then nodded arrogantly, finally settling the differences with Mo Hua.

"Next time I encounter evil spirits, I will definitely bring you a few so you can bear with me." Mo Hua promised, "You go to the dining hall with me now. If you want to eat anything, I will give you some. I will treat it as an apology to you."

Already."

After receiving Mo Hua's promise, the big white dog became happy, wagging its tail and following behind Mo Hua.

One person and one dog walked along the mountain path and down the mountain.

Behind them, a sword mark appeared on the towering ancient tree that was "cut down" by Mo Hua using his spiritual thoughts as a sword.

It's said to be sword marks, but it doesn't look like it.

On the sword marks, there are no traces of sword cutting, it is more like natural withering and withering.

It was as if someone had obliterated the "idea" of trees growing near the sword mark.

This scar will never grow again, never heal again, and will never have any vitality.

This is a wound at the "spiritual mind" level.

It was a trace of the overflowing God-Slaying Sword Intention, leaving a scar from the Divine Sense Sword.

In the long years since then, this sword wound has remained on this ancient tree of Taixu Gate, and has never faded through wind and rain.

…

Disciple's residence, dining hall.

Mo Hua, who was hungry, was sitting at the table eating chicken legs.

Beside him, the big white dog was lying on the table, covering a big elbow with its two front paws, gnawing happily.

The disciples on the side were already used to it.

Generally speaking, spiritual animals are not allowed to enter the dining hall.

But the dog was the boss, and the person leading it was Mo Hua, so no one said anything.

Of course, they didn't know that this big white dog was actually not a spiritual beast, let alone a dog.

After a hearty meal, the last grudge in Dabaigou's heart was gone, and he finally reconciled with Mo Hua.

Mo Hua took it to the bookstore. Before leaving, the big white dog barked at Mo Hua.

Mo Hua nodded and replied: "Okay, okay, I won't forget it. I will definitely treat you to a good meal when you have time."

The big white dog nodded with satisfaction.

After sending away the big white dog, Mo Hua returned to his room, burned incense to soothe the gods, brewed cloud tea, sat on the futon and calmed down, thinking about the problem:

"Why can't it be hacked out?"

"I have mastered all the methods of spiritual thought, and the sword intention of killing gods has been directed to my eyes, but I still can't get out of my body, and I can't cut it out. Is it because I haven't formed a pill yet?"

Only by forming a pill with divine consciousness can the God-cutting Sword come out of the body?
To be continued...