Chapter 275 Drawing the Sword

In the blink of an eye, more than half a month later, the entire starry sky was finally stuffed into his body bit by bit by white ink, and then merged with the nine orifices that had been completely fixed by strong external pressure.

And it was at this moment that a little bit of ice and snow left in the Dharma form turned into a sword and was about to be inserted into his chest.

Bai Mo didn't use any defensive means and allowed the sword to penetrate.

But what is very strange is that there is not a drop of blood left in his body, and it can be seen from the clenched teeth that he is experiencing severe pain at this time.

The sword began to slowly change color, from the original snow-white color to a dark golden color from the inside out. As the color changed, the expression on Bai Mo's face gradually returned to calm.

As early as half a year ago, when he broke through to the Nine Apertures, Bai Mo saw a light person representing himself with the help of his inner eye. Most of its surface was covered with the same color of white.

However, there are also some mottled different colors here and there. These color patches of other colors are slowly integrating into the main body, constantly affecting the color of the main body. The largest one is a pool of dark gold.

Through constant testing, he finally determined that the object of this kind of mind-eye observation was his own thinking.

The white color represents his main body, and the dots of different colors represent the influence of external information on him. The largest dark gold color patch comes from Huatai Mountain.

Although he was able to observe this phenomenon, it did not mean that Bai Mo could consciously affect his own thinking and could use a rag to wipe away these external influences in a targeted manner.

And as long as he is still in contact with this world, he will inevitably be affected by other people's information.

After thinking for a long time and communicating with Zhang Xu and others, Bai Mo finally came up with such a method that he didn't know whether it would be successful or not.

While achieving the Dharmakaya, the last influence of Mount Huatai on his thinking before his death was eradicated.

Before the sacrifice, Huataishan already had some idea about empathy, so at the last moment, he tried to use this method to use his remaining will to influence Bai Mo's thinking and bring him back to the path he thought was right.

Huataishan's will to block the world did not actually dissipate, but spread throughout his body, subtly guiding his character to change in the direction of hope.

It's just that Bai Mo's martial arts cultivation at that time was not yet nine orifices, so he couldn't detect this secret move.

After controlling his muscles and squeezing the dark golden ice sword out of his body bit by bit, Bai Mo placed it flat on his hand and looked at it carefully.

Before it was pulled out just now, the sword was continuously absorbing the blood that wanted to flow out of his body, causing a strange bloodless phenomenon.

It seems that due to the fusion of the blood and will of the two strong men, the material of the sword body has undergone some unique changes, turning into a dark golden long sword with a crystal clear body.

"It's a pity that it's not suitable for me." Bai Mo looked at the long sword and didn't hold any grudge against Huataishan who planned to use this method to try to change himself. After all, everyone was dead, so there was nothing to hate.

With his current terrifying recovery power, the wound on his chest had disappeared in less than three minutes. He held the sword and walked while looking at the ice around him that had become a mess due to his breakthrough, and gradually fell into deep thought... …

It may not be appropriate to use a golden body to describe his current state. Unlike Zhang Xu's body that looked like a bronze man when he broke through, he looked more like he was wearing a robe with a sky full of stars painted on it.

The previously uncontrollable white light has all disappeared, and the starlight that the new starry sky dharma body can hold is obviously more than the illusory dharma body before.

Looking at the white ink at this time from a distance is like looking at a moving starry sky. The stars above seem to be infinitely far away from the observer, but the starlight is strangely able to have an effect on him, making people gradually assimilated into his mind.

As he thought, the ice chips scattered on the ground began to move again and began to combine independently, and the surrounding magnetic field began to become restless.

A large number of ice chips are flying, constantly carving more things on this rugged ice surface.

What appeared on the ice were not any known words, but some runes with greater information.

Bai Mo recalled everything he had seen and thought about cultivation in the past few years, integrated them, and stored them in this place in the form of runes and electromagnetic waves.

"Stars have no form." He dug an ice brick on the ground, carved these four words on it with his long sword, and then erected the ice brick next to it like a stone tablet.

With the help of his own spiritual magic, the traces he left on this polar land can be preserved for many years, waiting for those who may be destined to come and discover them.

At his current level, he has become more open-minded about many things. Some of the experience and knowledge that I cherished before seem to be nothing more than that now.

The power you possess largely determines your style and magnanimity. A person who has to fight every day to survive will naturally not have much courtesy and sharing in his mind.

Only those who stand at the top, who have no pressure to survive and no need to worry about being surpassed by competitors, will think more about these things.

Among all living beings, there are always some amazingly talented people.

Long before the book "Cardinal" was published, some people had been studying the feasibility of transplanting the spiritual pivot combination, but just like Bai Mo, they all hid their results deep down.

It wasn't until a year and a half ago that he discovered the existence of a third spirit diagram with powerful derivative abilities from the memory of a fourth-level ability user who participated in the combat strength test. This was the first time Bai Mo had completely discovered a spirit diagram thought up by others.

While these people were excited about getting rich rewards from the Haotian Mirror, all the secrets they had hidden were also revealed by the owner of the mirror.

If there is one, then there are two, and then the fourth and fifth spiritual pictures were successively retrieved from the memories of some people who participated in the combat strength evaluation, but unfortunately, for him, they only have reference value.

The two spiritual diagrams that were constantly growing inside and outside the body were already two bottomless pits of spiritual energy. It was impossible for him to support the existence of the third spiritual diagram.

In the book "Cardinal", Bai Mo also briefly mentioned the existence of the spiritual map, but did not give any description of the spiritual map he possessed, which could be regarded as an end to the secret that he had hidden for nearly seven years.

Xiao Changqing's team also saw to a certain extent that the Xuanji Fruit would obliterate the possibility of the spiritual map appearing, so they decided to launch a public opinion attack against it.

It's just that it's not easy to collect more than ten designated spiritual masters. There are very few people who are really willing and able to put together the spiritual map.

And now that there are a variety of spiritual arts, if you waste a lot of time and resources to put together a spiritual map, you will probably be criticized by those who spend the same resources and time and choose to upgrade.

"Create a family?" Bai Mo, who had already entered the realm of martial arts, found something interesting after a little extrapolation.

By imitating Huatai Mountain, he tried to put his spiritual will into a piece of ice he picked up casually. The ice cubes began to transform and move as if they had their own consciousness, just like the previous group of ice elves who could only move under the stars.

"It's a pity that it's just a puppet without a self." This is actually just a clone-like thing, with a little bit of Bai Mo's will placed on it.

Although the experiment was not successful, it gave him an idea - the subsequent path of martial arts may be to use his own will, from thinking infection to "initiating" dead objects.