Until he returned to the Elder's Residence, Mr. Xun was a little distracted.

Although disciples with good spiritual abilities are rare, they are not impossible.

Especially within large aristocratic families and large sects, there can be some disciples with high-grade spiritual roots in each generation.

Even the legendary Heavenly Spiritual Root, which was as rare as a feather or a unicorn, was something he had never seen before in his life.

But it is really difficult to meet disciples with good spiritual abilities.

His spiritual aptitude is truly invisible and cannot be seen at all at ordinary times.

In addition, there is no "spiritual cultivation" method in the world of cultivation, and the inheritance of Shinto is rare. Some disciples with spiritual qualifications do not know how to hone their consciousness and train their spiritual consciousness. It is easy for them to unknowingly

Talent is wasted.

Moreover, after the repairs, the road became difficult to walk.

The way of spiritual thought is ethereal and dangerous.

If you cultivate spiritual consciousness, all your abilities will focus on spiritual consciousness, and your strength will be extremely biased, with great flaws and disadvantages.

Even if they have such qualifications, few monks will actually choose to take this path.

Therefore, it is difficult to discover, cultivate, and grow disciples who are gifted with spiritual thoughts.

So far, the only disciple he has seen who is extremely talented in spiritual thinking is Mo Hua.

But the situation of ink painting is very special.

This is no longer a question of whether his qualifications are good or not.

His realm and spiritual consciousness are so "defying the heavens" that they are beyond the cognition of ordinary monks, and even beyond the cognition of his Dongxu Patriarch.

Mr. Xun took a slight breath.

At the same time, he became more certain of his previous conjecture:

"That person wants his disciple to take the path of 'divine consciousness and enlightenment'!"

Mr. Xun sighed inwardly.

Let a casual cultivator take this lonely, unpopular, difficult and dangerous ancient path with little inheritance and no idea of ​​the way forward...

It's simply whimsical.

He is also really courageous!

However, it does seem like something that person would do.

and……

Mr. Xun thought of ink paintings and his nineteen lines of consciousness, and his heart was slightly shaken.

It really made him go!

Ink painting is still building a foundation, and it has such a profound foundation of spiritual consciousness. As time goes by, and the spiritual consciousness is further refined, the future will be even more unpredictable...

Although spiritual consciousness is difficult to cultivate and practice, the method is remote and has tricky uses.

But this is for ordinary monks.

If you can really "ride the dust" on the path of spiritual consciousness and cultivate to the great level of spiritual consciousness, then you will be a truly terrifying "monster".

Mr. Xun's pupils shrank slightly, and a name emerged in his mind.

"The trickster..."

This name is taboo in both good and evil realms.

This person is also the first and possibly the only evildoer in the Demon Sect so far who has cultivated in the Ascension Realm and earned the title of "Taoist".

And this "cunning man" follows the path of spiritual thought, and his cultivation is strange and unpredictable.

Now he is just a feather, but he has already disappeared, making people frightened.

How many powerful people wanted to kill him, but they didn't know how to do it.

Once in the future, he breaks into the void, he doesn't know how to die...

Moreover, Mr. Xun always had a premonition in his heart.

With the deceitful man's mind and calculations, the day when he emerges from the mortal world and breaks through the void is probably not far away...

By then, I don’t know what kind of disaster it will be.

"What a disaster..."

Mr. Xun sighed deeply.

Then he raised his head again, passed through the floating clouds and white mist of Taixu Mountain, looked at the border of Qianxue Prefecture, and saw the dark sky, sighing in his heart.

Let’s not talk about the deceitful people for now.

The current disaster in Qianxue State Boundary is probably not small...

…

After Mo Hua rested for a day, his health was fine.

His problem mainly lies at the level of spiritual consciousness.

Elder Murong, a gentle and beautiful third-grade alchemist, checked Mo Hua's meridians, dredged his spiritual energy and blood vessels, and rubbed the acupuncture points on his back and forehead, and then said warmly:

"I'll give you some elixirs that can activate blood circulation, remove blood stasis, and calm the mind. Take it every day when you get up early. If you feel any discomfort after that, remember to come back to me."

Mo Hua moved his arms, and he felt much more comfortable, so he said happily:

"Thank you, Elder Murong."

Elder Murong also smiled and nodded.

Mo Hua bowed and left the alchemy room.

Return to the disciples' home.

Mo Hua meditated for a while, and then he couldn't wait to take out the visualization chart that Mr. Xun gave him, no, it was "loaned" to him temporarily.

The visualization picture is placed in a jade box. The paper is old and has some wrinkles. It looks like it has been there for an unknown number of years.

Mo Hua stretched out his palm and gently rubbed the visualization picture, and he could feel the ancient atmosphere accumulated over the years in a trance.

However, he did not open it in a hurry. Instead, he remembered Mr. Xun's instructions, took a bath and meditated, and then lit the high-quality soothing incense.

Soothing incense is placed in the incense burner.

As soon as the fire lit up, wisps of white smoke rose up, floated into the air, and turned into a fragrant and quiet aroma, slowly lingering in the room.

Mo Hua took a sip and felt that his soul was refreshed and his mind was clear.

"The things the old gentleman gave are indeed good things, but I don't know how many spiritual stones they are worth, so they probably won't be cheap..."

In the thick smoke of the soothing incense, the ink painting sat quietly for a moment, and then slowly opened the "clean" visualization picture given by Mr. Xun, which had been collected by Taixu Sect for many years.

on top of the picture.

What you see is a lush green mountain range.

The mountains are ancient and clumsy, with green trees and deep ink colors, full of ancient interest.

Among the mountains and forests, there is a simple and majestic Daomen courtyard.

The palaces and towers are towering, nestled in the mountains, and are integrated with the ancient mountains. I don’t know how many winds and rains they have gone through, and how many vicissitudes they have gone through.

Above the mountains and forests, there are white clouds and mist.

There are cranes flying over and strange beasts disappearing, adding a bit of vivid fairy atmosphere.

…

"This is... Taixu Gate?"

Mo Hua stared at the visualization picture for a while and felt that it was somewhat similar, but not completely.

The picture does seem to be a sect.

But this sect is obviously larger than Taixu Sect, and the style of the palace and towers is similar to Taixu Sect, but it looks older and older.

Especially the sky above the sect is higher and the atmosphere is pure.

"Is it the Taixu Gate of the past?"

Mo Hua looked at it for a while, shook his head, and stopped worrying.

"Let's visualize first..."

He let go of his consciousness and sensed the visualization picture, and found no evil and ghostly aura. It was indeed a "clean" visualization picture as Mr. Xun said.

"rare……"

Mo Hua collected all his thoughts and began to meditate quietly.

The scenery of white cloud mountains, floating mist towers, and antique mountain Taoist temples all make people feel peaceful.

A pure and lofty thought of seeking the Tao is like a drizzle, moisturizing the heart.
To be continued...