Chapter 1343: Dispersing the Power of Divine Awareness

The old man was startled, his eyes suddenly turned white, and then a white light suddenly exploded from the old man.

Xiao Hei hid in the void, but he couldn't resist. The void where he was was suddenly shaken, and it was directly peeled off. Xiao Hei also flew hundreds of feet away with the peeled void, and hit a huge rock hard.

The huge rock broke into pieces in an instant, and Xiao Hei stood up shakily, with a streak of bright red blood flowing from the corner of his mouth.

The mysterious old man sat up suddenly, and his white eyes recovered. He saw Xiao Lin in the distance at a glance, and immediately showed a horrified expression, but at this time his consciousness was blurred.

The huge medicinal power of Meng Qiannian attacked, and the old man rolled his eyes and lay down again.

The sudden change also frightened Xiao Lin. If this mysterious old man was really the missing Mahayana cultivator in the human race as he estimated, if he angered him, even if he was really seriously injured, he would never be his opponent.

Just as Xiao Lin saw the old man looking at him, his heart was in his throat. Just as he was about to turn around and escape, the mysterious old man suddenly turned over and fell down.

Xiao Lin immediately thought that this was the effect of Meng Qiannian's medicine. Seeing that Meng Qiannian was effective, Xiao Lin was relieved.

"Boss, this old man is so powerful. He almost took Xiao Hei's life." A black light flashed beside Xiao Lin, and Xiao Hei's figure emerged, and his voice also sounded in Xiao Lin's sea of ​​consciousness at the same time.

"Xiao Hei, are you okay?" Xiao Lin gently stroked Xiao Hei's head and asked with concern.

"It's okay. This old man's consciousness is too powerful. Just now, it should be the sudden burst of his consciousness that directly shook open the void around Xiao Hei. Fortunately, it was an instinct in a hurry and he didn't really target Xiao Hei, which saved Xiao Hei's life. Moreover, when he just burst out his consciousness, he didn't trigger the mana in his body. It's a bit strange. Otherwise, the law moves with the spirit. In a moment, Xiao Hei would definitely not have been only slightly injured." Xiao Lin heard this and his heart moved. When Fa Yan described the mysterious old man, he had said several times that he could not sense any mana from him. Now Xiao Hei also said this. Could it be that this mysterious old man really lost all his mana? "Boss, I'm going back to recuperate. I'll throw in more high-quality spirit stones later." A black light flashed, and Xiao Hei had entered the beast ring. Xiao Lin slowly walked towards the old man and soon came in front of him. After a little thought, Xiao Lin gently lifted the messy hair on the old man's face. Only then did Xiao Lin see his appearance clearly, and a surprised expression appeared on his face. It turned out that this old man had gray hair, a hunched figure, and dirty hair that almost covered his face.

At this moment, when he lifted his hair, Xiao Lin found that this man looked only about 40 years old, with regular features and no wrinkles. It was only the gray and white hair that gave people the illusion that he was very old.

"Please forgive me, senior. With Xiao Lin's current realm, I can't get close to you. I have to resort to this last resort. Xiao Lin doesn't know the origin of your name. For the time being, I will call you Wuming?"

Xiao Lin bowed to him first, then slowly came to the old man, put his hand on his wrist, input magic power, closed his eyes and carefully sensed.

After a cup of tea, Xiao Lin suddenly opened his eyes, with a cold light flashing in his eyes, and a bit of anger. After thinking for a while, he immediately waved his sleeves, and a large piece of dark green spiritual light swept out, and then a dark green long rainbow rushed up to the sky and went away.

The nameless monk on the rock also disappeared.

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Desolate island ancient cave.

A pile of fire was burning in the center of the cave, and on the side close to the rock, it was covered with dry grass. On the dry grass was sleeping a person in a green robe, who was the nameless monk.

Xiao Lin was beside him, looking at the nameless monk, in a trance.

Xiao Lin did not return to Xinghai Fairy City. If the person in front of him was really the missing Mahayana monk of the human race, it would be a serious matter. If the people of the demon race found out, the situation might develop to a point where he could not handle it.

So Xiao Lin brought him to this deserted island ancient cave as a temporary resting place.

Xiao Lin first cleaned up his dirty body and changed his clothes. Now he looked like a middle-aged scholar in his forties. His gray and white hair not only did not make him look old, but also gave him a different kind of mature charm.

"The Qi Sea is completely gone. Did it become like this after the Qi Sea exploded? But a Mahayana cultivator who exploded the Qi Sea could directly flatten the area of ​​tens of thousands of miles. How could he be unscathed?" Xiao Lin looked at the nameless cultivator and muttered to himself.

It turned out that after he explored it again that day, he found that his Dantian was empty. There was no Qi Sea Dantian at all.

The Qi Sea is the source of power for cultivators and the place where the spiritual energy of heaven and earth is stored. Without the Qi Sea Dantian, it is equivalent to being useless. This made Xiao Lin very angry. He didn't know who was so despicable as to destroy his Qi Sea.

But after he came here, he felt that it was unlikely. The Qi sea of ​​this unknown cultivator did not seem to have been broken by someone. After all, after it was broken, the Qi sea was still there, but it was shattered and the magic power was not gathered. However, his Qi sea did not exist at all.

It was very similar to the legend that after the self-destruction of the Qi Sea, the Qi Sea was completely annihilated and disappeared. However, in this case, the physical body could not bear that force at all, and would instantly become nothingness like the Qi Sea.

So after thinking about it, Xiao Lin also ruled out the reason of the Qi Sea self-destruction.

Xiao Lin looked at his peaceful face, but he was puzzled. When Xiao Lin heard Fa Yan talking about this person, he judged that he might be seriously injured, but now it seems that it is much more serious than a serious injury.

The Qi Sea is completely gone, and Xiao Lin's ability cannot solve it.

Xiao Lin came to the pile of dry grass, slowly helped the nameless monk sit up, and then gently tapped his eyebrows with one finger, and the power of consciousness slowly passed through his fingertips and entered his sea of ​​consciousness.

"Om~~"

Before Xiao Lin's power of consciousness entered, he felt a soft and huge force, pushing it directly across.

Xiao Lin's body shook, and he suddenly opened his eyes, revealing a horrified expression in his eyes.

"What a powerful spiritual power." Xiao Lin exclaimed. He had practiced the Bu Tian Jing technique, and his spiritual power far exceeded that of the cultivators of the same level, but in front of this person, he was like a three-year-old baby facing an immortal cultivator. The gap was so big that Xiao Lin couldn't even imagine it.

When he thought of the person in front of him, he was most likely a Mahayana cultivator, and he felt relieved again.

The Mahayana stage is the most peak existence in the spiritual world. It is not only the mainstay of a tribe, but also the existence that ordinary people dare not provoke.

In the face of such an existence, only the legendary immortal spirit master who has cultivated the power of rules to perfection can suppress it. In fact, to be honest, the immortal spirit master and the two saints of ghosts and demons are the strongest in the spiritual world.

This kind of existence can originally tear the void and ascend to the immortal and demon worlds, because they have cultivated their own rule power to perfection and have initially condensed the immortal and demon body. After ascending, they only need to absorb the aura of true immortals and true demons into their bodies to achieve the real immortal and demon body.

This is the realm that countless immortal cultivators and demon cultivators dream of.

However, since the power of rules also has advantages and disadvantages, just like the spiritual insects such as the Soul-Eating Fire Gu raised by Xiao Lin, there are also rankings and high and low points.

In theory, after the immortal cultivators and demon cultivators have cultivated the power of rules to perfection, when two of the same strongest people fight, the one who has cultivated the power of rules more will have the advantage.

Of course, this is under the condition that the other magical powers and magic tools of both sides are almost the same. If the magical powers are too different, there is also a situation where the latter has the power of rules and defeats the former.

In Xiao Lin's opinion, the nameless cultivator in front of him is a Mahayana cultivator, which should be beyond doubt. After all, he has never felt such a powerful spiritual power.

But he has no way to verify whether he has cultivated the power of rules to perfection, which can only be sensed by Mahayana cultivators.

If a Mahayana cultivator is the pillar of a clan, then a Mahayana cultivator who has cultivated the power of rules to perfection is the pillar of a clan. As long as a clan has a Mahayana cultivator who has cultivated the power of rules to perfection, it will inevitably become a large clan, or even a super clan.

The number of Mahayana cultivators in the Spirit Clan in the Northern Sky Region is rumored to be only three, which is only one more than the Tianmu Clan. According to reason, the Tianmu Clan cannot become its subordinate race, but among the three Mahayana cultivators in the Spirit Clan, there is a Spirit Master, which is the reason why the Spirit Ancestor can occupy a region and compete with the Bone Clan.

As for the Bone Clan, as far as Xiao Lin knows, there is no Spirit Master, but there are five Mahayana cultivators in the clan, which allows it to compete with the Spirit Clan and avoid being exterminated.

Of course, the strength of the Immortal Spirit Masters varies, and the most important thing is to look at the ranking of the power of rules they cultivate.

Normally, if one cultivates the Spiritual Venerable, one of the ten great rules of the Immortal Cultivation World, then the race he leads will inevitably become a great race.

Xiao Lin was originally full of hope for the person in front of him, and even hoped that he could regain consciousness and return to the peak. In this way, the situation of the human race in the Northern Sky Fragmented Realm would definitely be fundamentally improved, at least the Multi-Armed Clan would have more scruples and would not be so aggressive.

Unfortunately, after checking, Xiao Lin was also full of helplessness. This person's Qi Sea disappeared, and from some of his previous actions, his consciousness was obviously also severely damaged, so he became crazy.

And if he wanted to cure him completely, it would be absolutely impossible to do it with Xiao Lin's power. Only by letting him regain consciousness and relying on his ability as a Mahayana cultivator, it would be possible to come up with a way to reshape the Qi Sea.

However, although this nameless senior was confused and somewhat unconscious, his huge spiritual power would be automatically activated when he was in danger. With Xiao Lin's spiritual power, it was impossible to break this layer of defense.

If he couldn't enter his sea of ​​consciousness, Xiao Lin wouldn't know what happened to him, and he wouldn't be able to make a plan.

Looking at him, Xiao Lin couldn't help but frown, and kept thinking in his mind.

More than half an hour later, Xiao Lin's eyes suddenly lit up, as if he remembered something, and then he sank his consciousness into the star ring to search.

After a moment, Xiao Lin's face showed joy: "Found it."

A light flashed in his hand, and a thin yellowed booklet appeared in his hand, with "Ghost Gate Three Yuan Zhoutian Needle Method" written on the cover.

"That's it." Xiao Lin smiled.

Just now, he was thinking hard and suddenly thought of Li Sanzhen, whom he had killed. This "Ghost Gate Three Yuan Zhoutian Needle Method" was exactly what he relied on for evil.

After Xiao Lin got this acupuncture secret book from him, he also flipped through it and was really amazed. This "Ghost Gate Three Yuan Zhoutian Needle Method" was extremely mysterious. After Xiao Lin read it, he was also confused. It would take him a long time to understand it and use it quantitatively.

Xiao Lin had no interest in this kind of medical skills, and he didn't think about saving the world, so he put it aside after a hasty reading and never read it again.

Today, he suddenly remembered that this "Ghost Gate Three Yuan Zhoutian Needle Method" recorded a method of acupuncture, which could open the life gate of the cultivator, thereby seizing the origin of the cultivator and refining a magic pill to prolong the life span.

Xiao Lin naturally disdained such a method that violated the way of heaven and harmony, so he never comprehended it.

This method of opening the gate of longevity requires that the cultivator's magic power and spiritual power be drained away through acupuncture at the acupoints all over his body, so that the gate of longevity can be revealed.

This is what Xiao Lin wanted.

Because he suddenly thought that the spiritual power of this nameless senior was too strong, and it was impossible for him to forcibly enter his sea of ​​consciousness with his spiritual power. If he could drain his spiritual power through acupuncture, he would be able to enter his sea of ​​consciousness.

Do it as soon as he thought of it. Xiao Lin immediately sat down cross-legged beside him and opened the "Ghost Gate Three Yuan Zhoutian Needle Method" and began to comprehend it carefully.

In this cave, it was almost impossible to sense the passage of time. I don't know how long it took before Xiao Lin closed the book and rubbed his eyes. He counted with his fingers and couldn't help but smile. He had been studying this formation for several months without realizing it.

He stood up and took out a rectangular sandalwood box from the star ring. After the box was opened, a row of slender silver needles were revealed inside.

This set of silver needles also belonged to Li Sanzhen, so Xiao Lin could save the trouble of re-refining.

Xiao Lin came to the nameless monk and saw that his face was still peaceful and he was snoring slightly.

Xiao Lin slowly helped him up, sat cross-legged, and then closed his eyes, as if thinking about the method of inserting the needles. After a moment, Xiao Lin suddenly opened his eyes and his hands moved like a phantom.

The silver needles in the wooden box seemed to be alive, and shot into Xiao Lin's hands one by one, and then inserted into the acupuncture points all over the body of the nameless monk.

Xiao Lin's technique was extremely fast, and dozens of silver needles were inserted almost instantly.

After inserting the last needle, Xiao Lin breathed a sigh of relief and gently wiped the sweat from his forehead.

The method of inserting needles in this "Ghost Gate Three Yuan Zhoutian Needle Method" seems simple, but in fact there are many particularities. Whether it is strength, technique, or the interval between each other, there are extremely high requirements.

"Buzz~~"

A white halo began to appear on the nameless monk's body, spreading out in circles...