Chapter One Hundred and Eighty – [Great Thousand Leaf Hands] (2/2)
However, if he used finger motions with the leaf hand, its nimbleness far surpassed Zuo Mo’s own finger movements. He could control the leaf hand to complete many highly difficult and almost impossible finger movements. If he used his own fingers, he definitely could not do them.
The five fingers on the leaf hands could lengthen and change shape according to his will. Zuo Mo marveled at it.
Zuo Mo played with the leaf hand until he was exhausted mentally. When he stopped, he noticed something he had missed before. The difficulty of controlling the leaf hand had become much easier than before. He wouldn’t dare to even think about doing such delicate changes before.
The area covered by his consciousness was much smaller than before. In the beginning, he had thought that his consciousness had weakened, but he understood after studying the leaf hand. At the moment, the root of the leaf hand was still inside the “seed.”
The great majority of his spiritual power was still in the goose egg sized “seed”. The amount of consciousness that had transformed into the sprout was only a small minority. If all the consciousness inside the “seed” turned to leaf hands, his consciousness would return to the same level as before. The broken “seed” was like soil right now, the leaf hand taking its nutrients from it to grow.
In the span of one day, the tender leaf hand sprout grew a little bigger.
When all of his consciousness turned to leaf hands, the speed the leaf hand grew would then be affected by the rate his spiritual power grew.
Zuo Mo had a direct measure of the benefits that the [Great Thousand Leaf Hands] gave him. Even though the area covered by his consciousness was much smaller than before, but the clarity of the area covered by his consciousness was much higher.
This benefit had a direct connection to dan-making and forging.
Zuo Mo’s control of fire had increased to another level. He had a strong impulse to forge a flying sword now, but he suppressed it. His consciousness had not recovered to its peak.
The growth of the leaf hand was not fast, but it was steady. Zuo Mo wasn’t in a hurry, he had many things to do.
Like practicing the first three moves of [Little Thousand Leaf Hands].
Zuo Mo had already learned the first three moves. Pu Yao teaching him personally did have some effect. These three moves were either exquisite or powerful so he naturally would not let up, and continuously practiced them. He needed to practice them to the point that he could execute them with a thought.
However, he was far from that step.
What he felt strange was the light at his fingertip when he drew the characters was a faint white light, and not the bloody red of Pu Yao. However, the effect of the completed move did not change. Pu Yao could not find a reason for this, so Zuo Mo, seeing it was not detrimental to casting the spell, threw it to one side.
Zuo Mo still had not discovered the relation between this [Little Thousand Leaf Hands] and the leaf hands.
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It was night, the moonlight streaming down.
A completely golden figure was at the edge of the black lake, his feet bare, and his legs apart.
Zuo Mo was using [Vajra Profound Sutra]. Small strands of earth energy burrowed into his body through the soles of his feet. The earth energy was thin and felt cold. As it spread through his body, he felt unspeakably pleasurable. As the threads of earth energy entered his body, his muscles became even more strong and hard. Zuo Mo’s body was filled with silence and vitality, just like the great earth.
He opened his eyes. Glancing at his palms, a faint mountain peak tattoo could be seen.
He shook his head. When Pu Yao sucked away the earth energy from his body, the mountain peak tattoo would once again disappear.
Each day, he had to go through this. He had naturally found some trends. The mountain peak tattoo on his palms should be the symbol of the mountain physique. The stronger the body, the richer the earth energy in the body, the clearer it would be. Each time after he absorbed earth energy was the time it was most clear.
A suction suddenly appeared inside his body. The earth energy that had just spread through his body was like a school of fishes that was attracted by bait, moving through every one of Zuo Mo’s muscles and bones.
An expression of pain came into Zuo Mo’s eyes.
It didn’t need his control, his body instinctively rebelled, resisting the departure of the earth energy. It wanted to keep the earth energy, but the suction was so powerful that the earth energy continuously gathered there.
Pu Yao took all the earth energy inside his body.
Weakness flooded in, but he could not faint because of the pain. His body felt like it was being pricked by needles all over, each muscle and bone was in pain.
Zuo Mo understood the reason.
Absorbing earth energy, and then having Pu Yao drawing it away. In the entire process, Zuo Mo’s body was like a man that had just gotten a treasure after struggle, but suddenly was robbed. It instinctively would defend and try to take it back. But since the enemy was too strong, in the conflict, his body was wounded.
He had to go through this process daily. The pain could be imagined.
It was torture!
The damned gravestone! Each time, Zuo Mo gritted his teeth as he bore the pain. At the same time, he repeatedly cursed the damned gravestone!
In this period of time, he would run to the sea of consciousness when he had the free time.
The result was that the gravestone didn’t take any action after the words had popped up.
Listening to the words, Zuo Mo, who had been trusting of the gravestone, was furious. He finally understood. He had trusted the wrong person!
No, he had trusted the wrong stele!
Translator Ramblings: No one mentioned it so I’m really curious. Did anyone else think that the Void Pass Pu Yao showed Zuo Mo seem like what he used against the five jindan a long time ago in Dong Fu?
Also, the Sky Yao who made the Thousand Leaf yao arts would have been before the water method for dan-making was invented. Zuo Mo doesn’t know enough history for these things.