Chapter One Hundred and Fifty Two – Stardust (1/2)

Chapter One Hundred and Fifty Two – Stardust

The explosions around Zuo Mo became even dense. With the naked eye, it was possible to see the air continuously exploding, and producing small whirlpools

Wu Ling Sanren was skilled in formations, because of this his consciousness was strong. Yet he found when his consciousness was one zhang away from Zuo Mo, it seemed to have touched a wall that he could not penetrate. He made a sound of surprise. He was in the stage of jindan. Zuo Mo was just in zhuji. Theoretically, Zuo Mo’s consciousness was not something that could resist his own. But the present situation was he was blocked. This kind of situation usually happened only when both sides were similar in power.

He quickly calmed down from his surprise. He guessed that Zuo Mo’s consciousness was undergoing a transformation. The explosions around Zuo Mo made him even more certain of his prediction.

Compared to ling power, xiuzhe understood much less about the spirit. Even jindan xiuzhe like Wu Ling Sanren wouldn’t dare to say they had a good understanding of the spirit. On the market, there were countless jade scrolls on cultivating ling power, but the number of jade scrolls for cultivating spiritual power were pitifully small, and they were not in demand. It was the most unpopular of the unpopular.

In all the xiuzhe, most of those skilled in the spirit were formation xiu, but even formation xiu still primarily used ling power. It was like the Dhyana. They called themselves the greatest at body cultivation, but in reality, they still cultivated ling power primarily.

Wu Ling Sanren might be skilled in formations, but he wasn’t a formation xiu, but a sword xiu.

In such a backwater little jie like Sky Moon Jie dominated by sword xiu, how was it possible to find good scriptures for cultivating the spirit?

Wu Ling Sanren’s spirit scripture was a small branch of his sect’s scripture. Due to that, he became interested in formations,and cultivated it for a while. But, that was just his hobby. A sword xiu could only have one job, that was, to cultivate the sword!

Wu Ling Sanren did not know what was really happening in Zuo Mo’s spirit.

Wei Fei, who had been alarmed by Wu Ling Sanren’s sound, looked at Zuo Mo once before he took away his gaze. He was also a jindan and naturally could see that a transformation was taking place in Zuo Mo’s consciousness. But in his view, the spirit was not the true path. So what if one’s spirit was powerful?

Wu Ling Sanren thought for a while. Not being able to come to any answers, he turned his eyes back to Wei Sheng and Gu Rong Ping.

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Zuo Mo felt his consciousness silently start to change as the starlight penetrated, but what change was it? Looking at the starlight continuously produced by the stars slowly spread out in his consciousness, he had a feeling that this transformation would continue for a time.

The speed that the starlight spread was very slow. If it needed to spread through all of the area that the consciousness occupied, the time needed was not short.

His gaze leaving the consciousness, he started to ponder the “consciousness-splitting” that Pu Yao told him. In front of him, the consciousness was so clear. This was the first time that he had seen his consciousness. He didn’t know if this was an illusion, or his own delusion. He felt it was hard to decipher so he didn’t think about it.

Because the consciousness was so close he could almost touch it, he naturally thought about “consciousness splitting.”

Pu Yao did not tell him how to separate the consciousness. Zuo Mo looked at the surroundings. All around him was the consciousness, like the endless grey matter. The sea of consciousness was enveloped at the very center of the consciousness. The stars floated on the outside of the consciousness. It was so large, yet shapeless and intangible. Zuo Mo didn’t know what to do.

He tried to communicate with the surrounding consciousness like he usually did.

The moment he thought, the grey consciousness around him started to flood towards him. A short while later, there was a ball of consciousness on his hand. Zuo Mo was joyful. It was this easy?

But before he could be happy for a while, the ball of consciousness on his hand disappeared. As expected, it wouldn’t be so simple. He wasn’t demotivated. He was not surprised at the result. Since the first time he heard the words “consciousness splitting,” he felt it wouldn’t be so simple.

After that, he tried all kinds of experiments and concluded many things.

It was true that he could control the consciousness here, and it was very easy to control. But the consciousness was like sand. It could easily be squeezed into a ball in the hand, but once he let go, it would collapse into a pile. Once Zuo Mo’s thought moved away, the consciousness would return to its original state.

Zuo Mo felt that it was not correct. In his understanding, the consciousness that was separated should have a certain initiative of its own. Otherwise, what would be the difference compared to him separating his consciousness into separate parts? The consciousness was shapeless and intangible, and so it could be manipulated into any shape.

When he was using the [Great Li Fire Formation] to fight against Zong Ming Yan, Zuo Mo had used a similar technique. At the time, he needed to control [Dragon Tying Formation], [Li Fire Formation], [Three-Turn Formation], and [Great Li Fire Formation] at the same time. In order to control all four formations, Zuo Mo’s skill with the consciousness had reached an extremely detailed level.

At that time, his consciousness had been like an octopus with four tentacles which he used to control the four formations at the same time.

From a technical viewpoint, that wasn’t truly controlling them simultaneously because there was an order to the formations. It could be more appropriate to say it was cooperation. It was just that the gap between the times that the four formations were used that it looked as though it had proceeded at the same time.

Controlling four formations at the same time, that was Zuo Mo’s limit. It wasn’t multitasking with the mind, but making four continuous steps seamlessly.

“Consciousness splitting” was truly multitasking. It could do many things at the same time. If that was true, then other than the consciousness, what also had to split apart was the mind!

Zuo Mo sunk into thought. The consciousness might be shapeless and intangible but it was like ling power, yet it could be separated. The mind was the thoughts of a person, how to split that?

That was not possible!

Zuo Mo understood his own pathway was definitely wrong.

He suddenly thought about the yao seed in his body. The moment the thought appeared in his mind, the scenery around him changed again!

The sea of consciousness was quickly pulled closer. In the blink of an eye, he appeared in the sea of consciousness. Pu Yao was nearby. Zuo Mo saw Pu Yao suddenly open his eye, and scan the surroundings. Then a puzzled expression appeared on his face.

Zuo Mo didn’t have the time to call Pu Yao before his body passed through the flames and was pulled under below the sea of consciousness.

And then, he saw the yao seed!

Only now did he know that the yao seed was actually hidden away in his sea of consciousness, and in the very center at that.