Chapter 96: Out of Body

"Oh, I learned painting and calligraphy when I was young. At that time, according to the master's teachings, there were requirements for pen control, so it was a habit." Yuan Ming found a reason and explained.

Fortunately, Amuhe didn't care too much about this, nodded, and didn't ask any more questions.

But at this moment, a puff of green smoke suddenly came out of the white paper where Yuan Ming had just drawn the flame pattern, and it actually burned itself.

Yuan Ming didn't know what was going on. He was afraid of igniting the white paper next to him, so he subconsciously reached out to shoot.

Amuhe on the side stopped him with a look of surprise, and then he reached out and picked up the white paper without paying any attention to the burning flames, holding it in front of his eyes and looking at it carefully.

When the rune part was completely burned out, he threw the paper with flames into the bucket under the table.

The flames went out immediately, and the black ashes floated in the water.

Seeing this, Yuan Ming guessed that it was the burning caused by his first failure to draw the rune, and then he understood why the bucket was placed here.

Thinking about it, he felt a little strange. Why didn't Elder Hei Mu mention it in his notebook?

But then he thought about it again. The notebook recorded the runes he collected and the experience of drawing them. It was not a teaching material for beginners. It might be normal that it was not mentioned.

"Genius, you are really a genius..." Amuhe grabbed Yuan Ming's shoulder and said in surprise.

"What's going on? Is it caused by my failure in drawing the rune?" Yuan Ming hurriedly broke free and asked.

"You just tried to draw the rune for the first time. It's normal to fail, but you can get the qi for the first time. Although the reaction is a little slow, it is already a genius." Amuhe was so happy that he couldn't help shouting.

"May I ask, what is getting the qi?" Yuan Ming's face didn't change much, but he asked with some doubts.

"The so-called getting the qi means that the rune drawn has the initial ability to communicate with the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. This is the key to the success of the rune. The better the rune is drawn, the faster the qi is obtained." Amuhe explained.

After listening to his explanation, Yuan Ming understood.

This is just like the meditation when he was learning the "Mingyue Jue", which is the foundation for entry.

However, compared with the meditation on the sea of ​​consciousness, meridians and Dantian when learning the Mingyue Jue, he learned to draw talismans much faster.

"From this, you can see that you are at least very talented in drawing talismans." Amuhe said with a smile.

"It's all because of my good teaching." Yuan Ming was also happy when he heard it.

"Okay, I'll teach you these today. You can take this talisman book back and practice copying it often. When you have learned it all, come to me again." Amuhe listened and smiled more.

"Thank you, senior brother." Yuan Ming thanked.

"You can buy the pens, ink, paper and inkstone you need for practice at Qingfeng Hall. Remember, you can use ordinary ink for the time being, don't buy talisman ink." Amuhe reminded.

"What if you use talisman ink when practicing?" Yuan Ming asked.

"Of course it's better, provided you have money! Even if ordinary ink is used to draw talismans, it won't get Qi, but it's enough for beginners. What I just used for you is talisman ink, which is a special ink made of cinnabar and some special mineral powder. You will also use this kind of ink when you draw talismans in the future. The price difference between the two is huge. Don't use talisman ink during practice. It's too wasteful." Amuhe waved his hand and said.

Yuan Ming was secretly shocked when he heard this.

He asked everything he should ask today, so he didn't stay here for long. After saying goodbye to Amuhe, he left with the talisman book.

After coming out of the Qilu, Yuan Ming turned around and went straight to Qingxie Hall.

Since he entered the sect, he has only heard of Qingxie Hall, but never seen its true appearance. He only knew that it was a hall of the sect that specializes in business affairs.

It is said that the magic weapons, artifacts, spiritual materials and elixirs produced by the sect, the spiritual beasts raised, and even the beast slaves sold are all traded through Qingxie Hall.

Disciples and elders can also buy things in Qingfeng Hall, just pay contribution points.

After buying the things that Amuheti needed to draw runes, Yuan Ming returned to his residence to practice.

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Time flies, and another half a month has passed.

At night, the moon is high.

Yuan Ming sits cross-legged in the house, and the moonlight outside the window shines on him.

It has been a long time since he came to Biluo Cave. After leaving the life of the furry beast slaves, Yuan Ming's figure and appearance have changed imperceptibly.

His skin has become white again, and under the reflection of the moonlight, it is shrouded in a layer of hazy white light, which looks a little unreal.

At this moment, the silver cat, which rarely appears in front of Yuan Ming, is squatting on the table in front of his window.

The reason why the silver cat appears here is that after this period of training and guidance, Yuan Ming's "Mingyue Jue" practice has progressed rapidly, and it has reached the time when the first level is about to be completed.

Of course, this rapid progress is relative to Yuan Ming's previous progress. In the eyes of the silver cat, his talent is still dull.

Yuan Ming closed his eyes tightly, holding the incense burner in his arms, and there was a faint light flickering between his eyebrows.

In his sea of ​​consciousness, the originally scattered soul power was gradually condensing, and a little light slowly merged, and finally condensed into a ball of white light, rising up, like a full moon hanging in the sky.

This full moon rose high in Yuan Ming's sea of ​​consciousness, and the light it emitted instantly radiated around, illuminating his sea of ​​consciousness.

The red mist that was originally suppressed to the edge by the power of divine consciousness melted like snow under the bright white light, and was completely dissolved in an instant.

Yuan Ming's eyes suddenly opened, and he felt that the originally dark room became a little brighter, and the furnishings in the room became a little clearer.

At the same time, his spiritual platform was as clear as ever, and he felt refreshed and extremely comfortable.

The sound of insects outside the window, the whistling of tree shadows, and even the sound of other doors closing in the distance were all transmitted to his ears very clearly. He could even hear farther if he concentrated for a moment.

In addition to the changes in his eyesight and hearing, Yuan Ming's sense of smell has also become much more sensitive. He can smell the aroma of rosin from the ancient pine trees outside the window, the smell of grass on the ground, and the smell of charcoal fire in the firehouse.

It was obvious that the perfection of the first level of the "Ming Yue Jue" technique not only benefited his soul, but also greatly increased his perception.

But while Yuan Ming looked excited, he also felt a little confused. The silver cat was clearly sitting on the table not far in front of him, but he could only see the silver cat, but could not hear its breathing or sniffing. No smell of it.

This feeling is as if this silver cat does not really exist.

"But the first level of skill is perfect, is it worth being so happy?" Silver Cat's voice sounded in Yuan Ming's mind, ethereal and cold.

"Without your guidance, I'm afraid I might not be able to do it even if I give it half a year." Yuan Ming put away his smile and said.

"Still somewhat self-aware." Silver Cat's voice softened a little.

"Why can't I feel your presence even though my five senses have been enhanced... I mean if I close my eyes and don't look at it." Yuan Ming hesitated for a moment and then asked hesitantly.

"This is the soul cultivator's secret breath-containing technique. You can't practice it for the time being." Silver Cat said, and an invisible aura loosened from his body.

Yuan Ming could immediately hear its breathing and heartbeat, and smell its scent in his nose.

He didn't pay much attention to it before, but this time he realized that the smell was very good. It didn't look like something from animals at all. Instead, it was a bit similar to the scent of orchid, but Yuan Ming couldn't tell what it was exactly.

At this time, he suddenly thought that when the silver cat followed him before, he had felt its presence several times. It seemed that the silver cat was not careless, but probably intentional.

Although you can hide perfectly, but you want to reveal your whereabouts, but you don't want to be too obvious. Do you want him to find out, or don't you want him to find out?

This silver cat's character seems...a bit arrogant?

"Now that the first level of cultivation has been completed, you can try to separate the soul from the body." At this time, Silver Cat's voice sounded in his sea of ​​consciousness again.

"The technique does not talk about the level of perfection, but the stage of stabilizing the sea of ​​consciousness. Wouldn't it be too risky to leave the body now?" Yuan Ming hesitated after hearing this.

"Are you questioning me?" Silver Cat glanced sideways at him, his voice suddenly cold.

"Okay, you have the final say." Yuan Ming cursed secretly in his heart.

After that, he put away the incense burner, closed his eyes, pinched the magic formula with both hands, and suddenly shouted:

"rise!"

In an instant, the dark wind in the room became several times stronger, causing the surrounding airflow to undulate slightly, turning into a whirlwind that spread around him.

A transparent humanoid shadow suddenly flew out from above Yuan Ming's head and suspended in mid-air. It was his soul.

"Is this the feeling of being out of the body? Why does it feel a bit familiar?" Yuan Ming glanced at the motionless body below, then looked at the illusory hands, and murmured.

The feeling of the soul is completely different from that of the physical body. His eyes can easily see through the darkness, which is almost the same as day. His ears can also hear sounds, but his sense of touch and smell have been completely lost.

He pressed his hands down, as if stimulating the airflow, and his soul floated upwards.

He didn't stop until his head hit the roof. Instead, he rushed out of the roof and came outside.

Yuan Ming's soul had an illusory figure, half of his body was stuck outside the roof, and half of his body was still inside the house. It felt extremely strange.

His eyes swept into the distance, and his vision was not affected by the darkness. He could still see a little firelight at the firehouse behind him.

In the yard ahead, many people were still awake, and silhouettes could be seen on the windows in the light of the lights.

Yuan Ming had a thought in his mind and wanted to fly to the front yard to have a look, but just as his body flew out of the roof, a gust of night wind hit him and immediately blew him to and fro, and he involuntarily floated towards the back.

Just after flying four to five feet away, Yuan Ming suddenly felt a biting coldness, which made him panic.

This feeling of coldness is not the external cold felt by the body, hair and skin, but the coldness that comes from deep in the soul, with a strong sense of fear.