Chapter 7 Spiritual Power

"It's weird." Wang Mo put his hands on his knees and sat on **, rubbing his still a little painful head and murmured, "It feels like a scripture, but I don't know what it's about."

Strangely, Wang Mo began to dabble in the scriptures in his mind, scanned them for a moment, and suddenly his eyes lit up!

The description of the situation in the scripture is very similar to a formula for refining his breath.

Whether it is the refining period, the foundation period or even the spiritual elixir period, each realm has a corresponding cultivation formula. They are diverse. Some formulas can have an advantage in the same realm after cultivation, but there are some obstacles to the improvement of the next realm, and some are ordinary, but there are for the improvement of the next realm. Anyway, there are many varieties of help, but after thousands of years and tens of thousands of years of verification and experiments, it finally comes down to a formula commonly accepted by the public.

Wang Mo compared the two and found that their induction aura at the beginning was consistent, breathing in and out three times, but the operation of the spiritual power in the next was a little different.

On the formula, after sensing the aura, these auras are continuously running in a clockwise direction in the body and cannot be changed, but the magic formula is different. The direction of its aura needs to be adjusted left and right, three times, and then three times right.

Three left and three right, this cultivation method makes Wang Mo a little surprised and dare not be flattering. The direction of the spiritual roots and veins in the human body is fixed. Won't you mess up the spiritual roots and veins in the right three circles?

So, Wang Mo advertised this spiritual formula as a liar and was about to abandon it, but he unconsciously glanced at the content behind him casually. This glance suddenly brightened his eyes.

It only writes that if you practice this qigong, you can triple the spiritual reserves.

Wang Mo doesn't know what the concept of three times the spiritual reserve is, but he has not been in the Fang family for so many years, and he still understands the spiritual reserve.

The immortals absorb the aura of the outside world and stay in the body to form spiritual power. The spiritual power needs to be stored in the acupuncture point, otherwise it will dissipate.

Before the first layer of gas refining, there was a preparation stage called aura filling. In this state, the aura in the body is full of the body, free, and does not form a fixed residence.

However, at this time, you can't slack off. The more you need to absorb a large amount of aura, so that when the aura in your body reaches its peak, you can concentrate, compress and condense them, and finally form a spiritual element and sink into the Dantian, which is the source of the inner spirit.

If the spiritual root is a channel for transporting aura, then the spiritual element is a storage room for storing aura. The monks continue to absorb the aura from the outside and store it in the spiritual element. However, as the cultivation progresses, the more the aura accumulates, the more the aura it will be. At this time, the aura needs to be expanded to upgrade the a file. Second, it is used to store more aura.

Generally speaking, according to the formula commonly practiced in the mainland, the storage capacity of aura in the same realm is fixed. Even if it has good quality or multiple spiritual roots, it can only be slightly better than others, but it cannot change the final storage of the spiritual element.

In the final analysis, it is still a matter of skills and the limitations of qi refining formulas, which makes Lingyuan unable to carry more spiritual power.

Therefore, Wang Mo saw that the spiritual reserve can be increased by three times after the spiritual formula, how could he not be moved?

You should know that during the battle, the spiritual power consumption is irreparable in a short time. Once the spiritual power is exhausted, you can wait for the fate of being slaughtered.

The reason why his strength is strong in the later stage of gas refining is that his body contains more spiritual power, which can more skillfully promote various high-level magic weapons and perform various high-end spells.

As far as Wang Mo knows, the realm of qi refining mainly depends on spiritual power. So, is it now...

Closing his eyes, Wang Mo began to think deeply. After a long time, he slapped the case and resolutely said firmly, "If you don't enter the tiger's den, you can't get a tiger. If you turn the spiritual formula, I will choose you!"

Closing his eyes, Wang Mo began to breathe out according to the above formula, first inhaled the air, ran along the meridians, and then exhaled the turbid air, so repeatedly.

After breathing for a while, Wang Mo felt that there seemed to be a slight heat flowing around his body, itchy but very comfortable.

Wang Mo was very happy to find the changes in his body. This was the feeling of aura flowing in his body. He breathed again according to the formula. At this moment, Wang Mo finally sensed the meager aura in the air around his body.

They are very thin. They are free in the air and enter the body along the breath. After a burst of rotation in the body, they are absorbed by themselves. After filtering out the impurities inside, they spit out along the air.

"I have sensed the aura contained in the air, and they have also condensed some in the body. Should we start the transformation and operation of the aura according to the formula?"

Slowly opened his eyes, Wang Mo looked at the refining formula that had been put aside, closed his eyes, and flashed the mental method of practicing the spiritual formula in his mind. After taking a deep breath, Wang Mo finally decided to try the spiritual formula first. After all, this is only the beginning. If there is really any problem, just disperse it and then repair it.

Although he thinks like this, Wang Mo is still a little worried. The more things this person gets, the more afraid he is of death, especially Wang Mo has died once. He came back from the King of hell and cherishes his life more. Therefore, Wang Mo does not operate the formula directly and wantonly, but gradually and slowly. Carry out.

Wang Mo first concentrated a trace of aura in his body in the way of following three circles, and slowly operated along the direction of spiritual roots and veins in his body.

And these auras begin to produce a trace of red spiritual power under operation, but these spiritual forces are only a little, very subtle.

Even so, under the operation of this meager spiritual power, Wang Mo immediately found that the spiritual power operation absorbs much more aura than the aura absorbed by the direct breathing qi, because the spiritual power operation absorbs the speed of the aura is much faster than the exhalation of the qi.

Seeing this, Wang Mo was a little happy and ran slowly without any discomfort. Everything was carried out according to the popular refining process. The aura gathered in the body gradually filled up, and the spiritual power generated more and more.

However, Wang Mo did not speed up his pace because of this, and still ran slowly. There was only one life, and he must not make mistakes.

One circle, two laps, three laps, finally, three laps!

Wang Mo knew that the three reverse three were a cycle and could not stop, so his spiritual power turned and began to run in the opposite direction.

The accident appeared at the moment of the reversal, and the spiritual power reversal was only a few breaths. Wang Mo's body had bursts of tingling pain, as if the sharp blade was cutting his spiritual roots and veins!

Wang Mo clenched his fists in an instant, and his heart was not good, and his forehead was sweating coldly. He was anxious and wanted to stop the spiritual power of reversal in his body, but it was easy to go up the mountain and difficult to go down the mountain. As soon as he stopped the spiritual power of reversal. The knife-like pain in his body became more and more severe, as if there was a huge axe trying to split his body in half.

Under this pain, he suddenly sweated profusely, and bean-sized sweat kept flowing down his cheeks, wetting his cyan thin shirt.

With a muffled hum, his body couldn't help trembling. Under this pain, Wang Mo pulled the thin blanket by the bed and gritted his teeth and insisted, but the pain of the knife was so unbearable that he kept rolling. He really wanted to find a corner to hit it to relieve the pain.

"Bum!" Ding!"

When Wang Mo rolled, he inadvertently knocked on other things in the house, making him control the power to stop the spiritual power instantly collapse, and the spiritual power in his body immediately reversed again.

Wang Mo suddenly tightened his heart and wanted to stop it again, but unexpectedly found that at the moment when the spiritual power reversed, the pain in his body was slightly relieved and was not as unbearable as before.

This unexpected discovery, Wang Mo's nervous heart slowed down, moved his mind, and quickly adjusted his breathing, making the three turns successfully rotate to perfection.

However, under the reversal of spiritual power, the pain in the body like cutting tendons and veins with a knife has been continuing. Wang Mo doesn't know when to stop, so he can only grit his teeth and endure it.

At the same time, Fang Xue also heard the abnormal movement in Wang Mo's room and quickly pushed the door in. However, she saw Wang Mo's face turn red, sweating profusely and shortness of breath. She immediately ran over, checked Wang Mo's body up and down, and asked anxiously, "Mo, you...what's wrong with you?"

However, Wang Mo still has no strength to speak now. He just gasped and tried to control the spiritual reversal. He didn't seem to hear Fang Xue's shouting at all.

"Moer, you...Brother Nan!" Fang Xue saw that Wang Mo didn't pay attention to herself at all and thought that something had happened to him. The more she was at a loss, she could only run out in panic. Now she felt that only Wang Nan could help Wang Mo avoid this disaster.

Wang Mo is still in severe pain, his brain is a little confused, and his spiritual power gradually reverses. Unconsciously, he has turned around.

At this moment, Wang Mo felt why time was so slow. His whole body was soaked with sweat, and the spiritual reversal only turned once.

However, Wang Mo has been gritting his teeth and insisting that he will definitely survive.

I don't know how long it took, maybe it's counting breath, maybe half a column of incense, the second turn, completed.

At this time, the pain of sharp blade cutting in the body seemed to be relieved a lot again, and he thought it was because of the paralysis of his pain system.

"There is still one turn!" Wang Mo gritted his teeth and said, resisting the pain and continuing to run for the last turn.

Finally, at Wang Mo's insistence, the third turn, success!

The knife-like pain finally subsided, and Wang Mo's breathing also recovered slowly with the pain, but it was still a little rapid, and his red face returned slightly.

At this moment, Wang Mo's whole body was paralyzed in ** and weak, but his hand was always holding the thin blanket tightly. The sweat in the palm of his hand had already soaked a corner of the thin blanket.

At the same time, the door was knocked open with a "bang", Wang Nan and Fang Xue rushed in, and a messy scene came into sight.

In the room, the items on the table were sprinkled on the ground. Wang Mo curled up in the corner of the wall, his whole body was **. His clothes were soaked with sweat, his face was slightly red, and his breathing was a little short. The thin blanket was pulled in his hand and kneaded into a ball.

"Moor, what happened?"

When Wang Nan saw Wang Mo like this, he was also a little anxious. He hurried to him and looked at it carefully. At the same time, he took Wang Mo's right hand and injected a spiritual power. When he checked, there was nothing else but the chaos in his body, which made him a little surprised.

Fang Xue also came to Wang Mo's bed and sat down, stretching out her hand to test his forehead. Then he took out a silk handkerchief and wiped the sweat on Wang Mo's forehead.

"Dad, mother, I'm fine." Wang Mo said lightly, but he seemed weak. The pain just now threw away all his energy.

"Really?" Wang Nan didn't seem to believe Wang Mo's words. He put down his hand, looked at Wang Mo again, and questioned.

Wang Mo retreated and nodded firmly.

"If there is anything, please tell us." Wang Nan cautiously told Wang Mo, and then condensed his eyes on the ground. He frowned slightly. After he hesitated for a while, he still bent down and picked it up.

In Fang Xue's description before, Wang Mo should have had an accident when the formula was running, but this formula is the most common public's formula in the whole continent, and there will never be any accident.

"Is it because of the hidden spiritual root?" Fang Xue seemed to see Wang Nan's thoughts, came to his side and asked softly.

"No, it has nothing to do with spiritual roots." Wang Nan shook his head and said firmly that with many years of monry experience, he could conclude that Wang Mo's abnormality was by no means the reason for refining his breath.

After pondering for a moment, Wang Nan felt that this matter was mostly related to Wang Mo's injury three days ago. Of course, he knew how powerful it was. As long as Wang Mo was fine, he would not explore more.

Since Wang Mo was already fine, Wang Nan took a sip of wine, continued to tell a few words, and left the room. Fang Xue was a little stunned, but she just looked back at Wang Mo deeply and turned to follow.

After his parents left the room, Wang Mo's strength had recovered a lot. He breathed a long sigh of sullenness and suddenly knocked on the bedside. He couldn't help scolding, "Bastard, it's so painful to practice this shit. Why don't you tell me first!"

When he was angry, Wang Mo could only wipe his sweat and planned to never touch this thing again, but when he decided not to pay attention to this magic formula, he inadvertently tried the aura in his body. This test surprised him.

How long does it take for him to refine his breath? The spiritual power in the body actually has the thickness of a few hairs, but according to the formula of qi refining, it generally begins to condense the thickness of the spiritual power, not even a hair!

This strange scene made Wang Mo's original intention to give up this set of spiritual formulas suddenly disappear a lot.

Can it really triple the spiritual power as mentioned above?

If so, it is really unwise to give up this formula. However, do you have to experience that kind of pain every time to practice this formula?

This time, Wang Mo was entangled again.

"Master Wang, Master Fang Cheng is looking for it." Just as Wang Mo had a headache, Yu Ning's soft voice came from the window.