"I don't know if the next time I cultivate and improve again, will the distance from the release of my divine consciousness increase again, or if there is a limit to this distance......
However, being able to reach this distance is already a level that too many human monks will find difficult to achieve in their lifetimes, even if they do not ascend in the future, they should be content. ” Thinking of this, Chen Mo withdrew his divine sense and prepared to cultivate the Baicao Sword Technique and the Taiyi Divine Needle, which was the homework that he had to complete every time his cultivation was improved after he passed on the Baicao Sword Technique and found that the Taiyi Divine Needle could already be cultivated.
At this time, he has already been able to truly do whatever he wants for the flying swords within the scope of his control ability: these flying swords are no longer "unified action", but can appear anywhere within the range of his mycelial network, and the twenty-three flying swords that can be controlled when condensing qi is in the eighth layer can appear from twenty-three places respectively, the first one can appear in Mogu, and the second one can appear at the foot of Yin Yu Mountain......
Moreover, these twenty-three flying swords are divided into their own battalions, which is equivalent to twenty-three monks attacking in twenty-three places!
Moreover, the distance of the attack can reach a terrifying 4,000 meters!
Now, with the improvement of his cultivation and divine consciousness abilities again, his control of the flying sword will definitely make a leap forward!
This is also the reason why he did not diligently cultivate the Hundred Grass Sword Technique, Master Ou Yang can skillfully control forty-two flying swords with the strength of two thousand five hundred meters of divine sense, if Chen Mo is diligent, although there is still some lack of spiritual power due to insufficient cultivation, but now if he controls about forty flying swords, there should be no problem.
It's just that his time is too precious, and he needs to do too much......
However, just as he was about to practice the Hundred Herbs Sword Technique first, a strange feeling suddenly came to his heart: this feeling was extremely strong and very real, as if a voice told him: Quick, go to the very end of the mycelium, quickly climb to the highest point of the mycelium!
Soon, this feeling turned into an impulse, as if the wind and waves suddenly blew on the originally calm sea!
These waves are getting bigger and higher, and in the end, they have been overwhelming, covering the sky and the sun!
This kind of unprovoked impulse has never appeared since he was reborn into this world, he thought about it, but he ate a few spirit stones, and he didn't take any medicine like the Golden Gun Pouring Pill or the Great Brother, so he wouldn't have any irrepressible impulses, right?
However, this impulse came so suddenly, so real, if it weren't for the 10,000% certainty that the few spirit stones he ate just now were mined from the spirit stone mine not long ago, he would even wonder if those spirit stones were drugged!
"Or, one of the spirit stones has mutated?
It has become the kind of treasure medicine that he is good and I am good?
Chen Mo couldn't help but think crankily.
As this impulse became more and more intense, he gradually had a feeling of trance, as if he was about to lose control of himself and get lost in that impulse......
He tried to keep his head clear, but the urge seemed endless, and it seemed to be an involuntary instinct that he couldn't suppress at all!
In the haze, he divided his consciousness into several strands, and according to the guidance of that impulse, he came to the very end and the highest point of the mycelium......
Moreover, this intuition told him: follow the feeling in order to hold the hand of the dream!
Belch......
Which song is this?
He hummed casually, as if he was drunk, and sighed while humming: "People who have heard this song should be very young......
Just when he didn't know why, he didn't know why he felt this way, in the places where his divine consciousness had reached, a large number of mycelium began to grow involuntarily and wildly, growing mushrooms one after another at a speed visible to the naked eye!
These mushrooms grow extremely fast, but in the blink of an eye, the handle of the umbrella reaches more than half a meter high, and the canopy has grown to about half a meter in diameter!
Next to one of the mushrooms, there happened to be a sleeping little beast, and after it clicked its small mouth, it stretched its waist, and opened its hazy sleepy eyes with some difficulty, but before it could open all its eyes, it suddenly bounced up from the ground, and its two eyes instantly widened!
It looked at the big mushroom in front of it with a blank face, and its heart couldn't help but surge: Where am I?
It's just that I slept for a while, why did I change places?
Sleepwalking?
However, it immediately looked around, and immediately reassured: it was all right, nothing else had changed, it was just that there was just a mushroom like this, and it seemed to be quite delicious!
So, excitedly, it crawled up to the mushroom, opened its little mouth and nibbled on the huge canopy.
But something that made it even more obscure and sad happened: this mushroom is so fucking hard!
With its sharp little teeth that can bite off wood in the blink of an eye, it can't even bite into it at all, and as it bites hard, a few rows of sparks actually emerge!
This is sour, how can a bottle of old vinegar describe it?
It must have been a big vat of vinegar!
As the bite continued, the little beast broke several teeth, and it looked at the mushroom in horror, and then turned and ran away......
It was such a small episode that these mushrooms gradually began to ripen, and before Chen Mo could figure out what was going on, countless folds had already grown on their canopies, and then, almost at the same time, they all spewed out streams of gray-brown mist.
As these mist erupted, Chen Mo seemed to have exhausted all his strength, feeling that his body was instantly hollowed out, and that feeling of weakness and powerlessness had never been felt since he was reborn.
"I'm so tired......
Tired......
Tired ......"
In a daze, Chen Mo muttered softly, and soon, he fell asleep, as for what those fogs were, he had no time to think about them.
He just wanted to sleep well, just like the night in Yangjiu Village, thinking about nothing, doing nothing, just sleeping quietly and comfortably, so happy......
It is often asked, what is happiness?
Is happiness living in a large house of several hundred square meters?
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No, no matter how small the house is, you still have your favorite family and friends to spend every day with......
Is happiness driving a luxury car worth millions?
No, even if you're riding a bike, as long as you're in the back seat with the person you love the most, it's like owning the whole world......
Happiness is to eat delicacies from the mountains and seas every day, and never get tired of eating, and never get tired of being fine?
No, even if you drink coarse tea and eat light rice, you can eat warmth, warmth, and warmth......
Is happiness a bottle of vinegar in the left hand and a bottle of vinegar in the right hand?
Pretty much, or why does it feel so sour?
Belch......
Uh-uh......