Chapter 192 Split Spiritual Consciousness

More than half a month later, Xiao Lin sat cross-legged in the practice room, his eyes flickering.

He placed the "Spirit-Splitting Sword Art" beside him. After this period of exploration, Xiao Lin had read this sword art no less than ten times, and even pondered over every word and sentence several times and memorized them in his heart.

After confirming that there was no problem with the first-level practice formula, Xiao Lin finally made up his mind and prepared to start practicing the first level of the "Spirit-Splitting Sword Art".

After adjusting his own spirit to the best state, Xiao Lin took a deep breath and closed his eyes again.

In Xiao Lin's sea of ​​consciousness, a faint green spiritual light kept flickering, but after a while, the surface of this spiritual light suddenly began to flicker wildly, and in the end it almost became a dazzling light.

Gradually, this group of flickering spiritual light began to gradually stretch.

Outside, Xiao Lin's face suddenly showed a look of pain, and this pain directly acted on the soul. Although Xiao Lin thought that his mind was still strong, he was trembling with pain.

Cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

However, Xiao Lin gritted his teeth and endured the pain of soul splitting. During this process, his Tao heart could not be shaken in the slightest. Once his Tao heart was shaken and he had a fear, his spiritual consciousness would be directly torn apart, and thus cause great damage to his soul.

At the least, he would become an idiot, and at the worst, his soul would be directly shattered.

In the sea of ​​consciousness, the green spiritual light was gradually stretched into a triangle, and as it stretched further, the three corners of the triangle began to become thicker.

As the spiritual consciousness was stretched into three pieces, Xiao Lin's body also trembled violently. The pain of soul-tearing was indeed not something that ordinary people could bear, although Xiao Lin had been fully prepared before the soul splitting.

But after the soul splitting really began, Xiao Lin found that this pain was three times stronger than he had imagined.

After another cup of tea, Xiao Lin's shaking body slowly stopped. In the sea of ​​consciousness, the green spiritual light also formed three groups, but there was a thin spiritual light connecting the three groups of spiritual consciousness, indicating that the final split of the soul had not yet succeeded.

At this moment, Xiao Lin had become a little numb, and his reaction to pain began to slow down, but Xiao Lin still insisted on his original intention and did not let his Tao heart waver in the slightest.

Gradually, Xiao Lin had reached the point of no sadness or joy, no pain or shock.

In the sea of ​​consciousness, the three groups of spiritual consciousness continued to stretch, and the spiritual light on the spiritual consciousness was also flashing wildly.

Half an hour later, after Xiao Lin felt a "boom" in the sea of ​​consciousness, his eyes suddenly went black, and then he collapsed on the futon and fainted directly.

It was unknown how long it took before Xiao Lin gradually woke up and opened his eyes.

Just as he was about to sit up, a sharp pain came from his mind, causing Xiao Lin to gasp and almost fall again.

He hurriedly supported his body with his arms, and a bitter smile appeared on his face.

This "Spirit-Splitting Sword Art" is indeed not for humans to practice. This process is probably more than the torture of being cut into pieces in the mortal world. If it weren't for the pain to the end, he would have been numb. Xiao Lin didn't know if he could really endure the completion of the soul-splitting.

Xiao Lin crossed his legs with his hands and closed his eyes.

In the sea of ​​consciousness, the green spiritual light was still just one ball, but as Xiao Lin's mind moved slightly, the spiritual light suddenly split into three, forming three slightly smaller light balls.

At this time, Xiao Lin suddenly had a strange feeling, that is, he could do more than one thing at a time.

Xiao Lin opened his eyes, thinking about the mental formula of the "Spirit-Splitting Sword Art" in his mind, and at the same time, he slapped the storage bag on his waist, and suddenly a palm-sized dark green sword flew out, circling around Xiao Lin.

And as Xiao Lin pointed, the "Ice Luan Sword" suddenly turned into a thick sword light more than ten feet long and was about to fly forward.

Xiao Lin was startled, and hurriedly drove the "Ice Luan Sword" to stop with his mind. The Ice Luan Sword once again turned into a palm-sized dark green sword, circling and dancing around Xiao Lin.

Xiao Lin was also a little surprised by the power of the Ice Luan Sword. If he hadn't hurriedly stopped the Ice Luan Sword, I'm afraid his training room would have been directly chopped down, and he would have been in disgrace.

What's even more strange is that Xiao Lin can still think about the mantra of the "Spiritual Sword Art" while controlling the Ice Luan Sword. This wonderful feeling of multitasking made Xiao Lin intoxicated for a while.

After a while, there was a sudden pain in the sea of ​​consciousness. Xiao Lin couldn't help but gasp and hurriedly stopped multitasking.

Xiao Lin immediately understood that he had just successfully split his soul. Although the three parts of his spiritual consciousness could be driven at the same time, it was still controlled by one soul. After splitting his soul, his soul was already damaged. He had to follow the mantras and mental methods in the "Spirit-Splitting Sword Art" and sit in meditation for a month to further consolidate and strengthen the power of the split spiritual consciousness.

Thinking of this, Xiao Lin couldn't help but blame himself secretly. If he was careless for a moment and caused irreversible damage to his soul, it would be really unfair.

Xiao Lin didn't dare to neglect it. He silently recited the mental method of the "Spirit-Splitting Sword Art" and began to meditate to warm up the split spiritual consciousness.

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A month later, Xiao Lin opened his eyes and smiled.

The first level of the "Spirit-Splitting Sword Art" was finally completed. Once the sword art was used, the Bingluan Sword immediately turned into a sword light more than ten feet long, and under the blessing of Xiao Lin's "Blue Flame Spirit Fire", its power was doubled.

Xiao Lin believed that even the best magic weapon would not be able to withstand the attack of the Bingluan Sword blessed by his "Blue Flame Spirit Fire" for long.

Moreover, after practicing the first level of the "Spirit-Splitting Sword Art", Xiao Lin could already do many things at the same time. Not only could he control the "Bingluan Sword" to attack the enemy, but he could also control the Seven Blades Slash and the Three Yuan Magic Flag at the same time. In this way, Xiao Lin's enemies were equivalent to facing the attack of at least two people.

Using the Soul-Splitting Sword Art to control magic weapons, each magic weapon is a main attack magic weapon, which is not only more flexible, but also can continuously inject magic power into the magic weapon to enhance the attack power and durability of the attack.

It is different for ordinary cultivators who control multiple magic weapons. Usually, one is the main attack, and the other magic weapons rely on the magic power that has been injected into them and the spirituality of the magic weapons themselves to mechanically attack the enemy, which greatly reduces the flexibility and power.

This also makes Xiao Lin's combat power increase greatly after he has the ability to split his spirit to attack.

"Huh?" While sitting cross-legged and thinking about the next step of the cultivation plan, he suddenly exclaimed. Xiao Lin slapped the storage bag on his waist, and the silver sect token appeared in Xiao Lin's hand.

As the token appeared, a faint silver light suddenly shot out from it, and then rows of handwriting appeared in the air above the token.

Seeing the handwriting, Xiao Lin's face suddenly became gloomy, and after a while, he showed a sneer.

"Some things should be resolved."

Xiao Lin stood up, and after leaving the cave, he turned directly into a dark green spiritual light that was more than ten feet long and rushed into the sky, disappearing into the sky in the blink of an eye.

Flying at lightning speed in the Tianlu Mountains, Xiao Lin deliberately spread out the protective aura, enjoying the sharp wind blowing in his face, and his mood was extremely comfortable.

After entering the foundation-building stage, Xiao Lin controlled the Seven Blades Slash, and the speed was at least several times faster. In comparison, the short escape light controlled by the Qi Refining cultivators was like a turtle crawling in Xiao Lin's eyes.

But Xiao Lin would not be arrogant and think that he was invincible. In the five major sects of the Tianlu Mountains, in addition to the few Yuanying old monsters who were high above, there were at least dozens of Jindan ancestors.

Any one of these people could kill him instantly, and even among the foundation-building cultivators, Xiao Lin did not think that he could walk sideways with his current cultivation in the early stage of foundation-building, so he still controlled the Seven Blades Slash in a low-key manner.

As for the spiritual weapon Bingluan Sword, he kept it and used it as a trump card. Moreover, after practicing the "Spiritual Sword Art", the power of Bingluan Sword in Xiao Lin's hands was doubled. If we only talk about the attack power, it is probably comparable to the Great Fireball Technique blessed by the Qingyan Spirit Fire.

These are Xiao Lin's two most powerful attack methods now.

In the Tianlu Mountains, there are not a few foundation-building cultivators, but in a vast area of ​​​​millions of miles, it is not easy to meet a foundation-building cultivator.

Before entering Dancao Mountain, Xiao Lin had practiced for ten years, and he only saw a foundation-building cultivator outside the Snow Ridge Immortal City.

However, the number of Qi Refining cultivators is much larger. Along the way, Xiao Lin saw many Qi Refining cultivators flying in the air with various magical instruments and spiritual lights.

Xiao Lin naturally ignored these people, and those Qi Refining cultivators, after seeing Xiao Lin's thick escape light representing the Foundation Establishment cultivator from afar, either avoided him from afar or simply pressed the magic weapon's spiritual light and landed directly on the ground.

After all, in their opinion, if they encountered a being like Xiao Lin, they might be in big trouble if he got upset. In the eyes of the Foundation Establishment cultivator, the realm of Qi Refining was almost the same as that of ordinary people.

Xiao Lin saw those Qi Refining cultivators avoiding him from afar. How could Xiao Lin, who had been practicing Qi Refining all the way, not know what they were thinking? However, he did not care. He controlled the Seven Blades Slash and turned into a stream of light, disappearing from the sight of those people in the blink of an eye.

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Xueling Fairy City

This thousand-year-old city is still covered in white snow, just like its name.

The whistling cold wind brought large flakes of snow, flying wildly.

Outside the Snow Ridge Fairy City, there was a long queue of people entering the city. These people were dressed in thin clothes, but they were not afraid of the biting cold wind. Many of them were even chatting and laughing, as if they didn't care about the snow and wind.

These people were all cultivators in the Qi Refining Stage. Although they were only low-level beings in the cultivation world, they had already reached the point where ordinary cold and heat could not invade their bodies.

At this moment, a thick escape light fell from the sky, and the large piece of snow where it landed suddenly scattered, leaving a piece of open space several feet in size.

Seeing this scene, all the Qi Refining Stage cultivators suddenly fell silent, looking at the young man who walked out of the escape light with envy. He was in his twenties, with fair skin, short hair, and a dark green robe.