Wonderland

Chapter 1610: Black Hole of Thought

Chapter 1610: Black Hole of Thought

"In that case, I will wait for news from Fellow Daoist Xia." Xiao Lin nodded slightly, knowing that Xia Fu did not want to tell the truth for the time being. In addition, his spiritual consciousness was dissipated at the moment, and he urgently needed to go into seclusion to comprehend the sixth level of the Bu Tian Sutra. He was not in a hurry. After exchanging the communication compass with Xia Fu and chatting for a while, Xiao Lin stood up and said goodbye.

After leaving the inn, Xiao Lin went straight out of Shili City. With the magnetic pendant, the terrifying force pressing on his body completely disappeared. Xiao Hei's body shrank to several feet in size and carried Xiao Lin towards the depths of the mountains.

After flying for tens of thousands of miles, Xiao Lin patted Xiao Hei's head and signaled him to land.

The place Xiao Lin chose was a small valley shrouded in clouds and mist. The valley was surrounded by dark stone mountains and the spiritual energy was thin. But for Xiao Lin, the richness of the spiritual energy was not important. What he needed was a quiet and secluded place.

Bringing Xiao Hei with him, Xiao Lin walked into the valley. After searching for a while, he stopped in a corner. This place was in a shady place in the small valley. There were many stone forests outside. Even if one entered the valley, one would never see a cave unless they walked here.

Xiao Lin showed a satisfied expression, then activated the Qingluan Ice Sword and began to open up the cave.

About an hour later, a simple cave was opened up. It was dozens of feet deep and divided into three stone chambers. One of the stone chambers was given to Xiao Hei as its nest. Ever since Xiao Hei advanced to the Wilderness Level, he gradually became less interested in staying in the Beast Ring and instead preferred to stay by Xiao Lin's side.

Under normal circumstances, Xiao Hei would restrain his immortal aura and transform into a big black dog. Even a Mahayana cultivator would not be able to see through his origins at a glance.

Therefore, Xiao Lin gradually let Xiao Hei stay outside for longer periods of time, and no longer allowed him to enter the beast ring unless it was necessary.

Xiao Lin sat cross-legged in the stone chamber, and the complete formula of the Bu Tian Sutra emerged in his sea of ​​consciousness. This practice method, which was recorded in the ancient immortal text, the first part of the "Purple God Chapter", had already been comprehended by Xiao Lin countless times, and he had already mastered the scripture. All he lacked was an opportunity to practice.

Although Murong Yuntian told him the method to reach the sixth level of the Bu Tian Sutra, even Murong Yuntian never really practiced it. Xiao Lin also never thought of dispersing his spiritual consciousness and putting himself in a desperate situation in order to be reborn from the ashes and push the Bu Tian Sutra to the sixth level.

But Xiao Lin never imagined that an expedition to find a super cross-domain teleportation array would actually lead him to encounter a real immortal, and a heaven-devouring gluttonous turtle that could devour the souls of immortal cultivators.

Xiao Lin and the others who had originally encountered the Heaven-Swallowing Turtle's true form had no chance at all. Xiao Lin also understood that any reservation on his part at this moment would be tantamount to suicide, so he used all his strength to display the Seven-Turn Spirit Refining and Soul-Severing Art, trying to break the Heaven-Swallowing Turtle's soul-devouring ability. Unfortunately, he still underestimated the horror of the Heaven-Swallowing Turtle. Although he managed to break its soul-devouring ability, he also suffered a horrific backlash. The huge backlash force was like a mortal hitting an iron plate, which instantly shattered his spiritual power.

Originally, the spiritual power of a cultivator was completely shattered, which meant that his primordial spirit dissipated and his soul was annihilated. However, Xiao Lin, who practiced the Bu Tian Sutra, managed to save his soul. Although he felt dizzy and weak for a long time, at least he saved his life.

In this desperate situation, Xiao Lin couldn't help but think of what Murong Yuntian had said to him, and he made up his mind to start to attack the sixth level of the Bu Tian Sutra.

Xiao Lin also understood that this was just the guess of Murong Yuntian's confidante, and it did not mean that he would definitely succeed. However, he had no choice but to give this a try.

Xiao Lin began to put aside all distracting thoughts, and the mantra of the Bu Tian Sutra began to flow in his sea of ​​consciousness. Xiao Lin slowly closed his eyes and entered a state of oblivion of both himself and the world.

In the Heavenly Punishment Realm, due to the incredible gravity, only a very small number of tough ancient trees can survive in all the mountains and forests. These ancient trees have lived for hundreds or even thousands of years, and their branches and leaves are dark green in color. Therefore, there is no change of seasons here.

Time flies, but in these mountains and forests, it has left no trace.

It was a sunny day. The warm sunlight fell on the earth, and the rocks were also baked, emitting gorgeous mist.

Suddenly, a seven-colored rainbow bridge appeared above the void, spanning the void. No one knew how long it was, and no one knew how long it had been. A white line appeared in the mountains and forests. This white line was inconspicuous, only as thick as a thumb, spanning the sky and the earth. This white line began to become thicker and thicker at a speed visible to the naked eye. In the blink of an eye, it became dozens of feet thick. It was actually a huge tornado.

"Hey~~~"

As a black light flashed out, it circled up from the valley and landed on the top of a stone mountain in the blink of an eye. When the black light dissipated, a huge body was revealed. It was the sky-devouring beast Xiao Hei.

Xiao Hei stared with his big dark eyes, looking at the huge tornado in the sky with surprise.

"Such a powerful spiritual power, is the boss really going to have a breakthrough? My God, this kind of spiritual power is probably not much inferior to that of the Great Spiritual Master." The little black dog also showed a shocked expression on his face, and could not help but speak in human language, talking to himself.

As a space-devouring divine beast, it also felt a trace of fear in its heart at this moment. It knew very well that its boss Xiao Lin was just a cultivator in the late stage of tribulation, but the power of consciousness he displayed at this moment was comparable to that of the pinnacle existence in the spiritual world such as the Great Spiritual Venerable and the Holy Ancestor. If it were someone else, they would not be able to withstand this huge power of consciousness, and their sea of ​​consciousness would explode, and they would die.

But his boss, who had practiced the Bu Tian Sutra, seemed to have no such obstacle at all. At this moment, his spiritual power gradually expanded, and the huge white tornado quickly split into two, and two became four. In the blink of an eye, everywhere he looked, there were huge white tornadoes, so densely packed that he didn't know how far they extended.

On the earth, no matter whether it was the rocks or the ancient trees as hard as fine iron, anything that touched the white tornado would be immediately annihilated silently and turned into nothingness.

The only place that was not ravaged by the white tornado was the mountain where Xiao Hei was and the small valley covering an area of ​​several hundred feet.

It was unknown how long it had passed, but Xiao Hei's reverence for his boss could no longer be described in words. In the beginning, he was just controlled by his boss using forbidden magic, but after gradually understanding his boss's terrifying magical powers, he gradually began to recognize Xiao Lin.

Especially now, after seeing the boss's extremely terrifying spiritual power, it was completely convinced. It didn't even dare to imagine that if the boss cultivated into an immortal one day, how terrifying his spiritual power would be. It was afraid that a single glance would be enough to kill a true immortal of the same level in seconds.

"Buzz buzz buzz~~" After spreading, the raging white tornado began to gather again and merge with each other. In the blink of an eye, only dozens of white tornadoes were left surrounding the small valley.

Suddenly, Xiao Hei's eyes widened as he saw that around the dozens of white tornadoes, black flames began to emerge and spread out. Dozens of white tornadoes continued to converge and merge. Every time they merged, the surrounding dark "flames" spread more than twice as much.

After a moment, only a white tornado was left, and this white tornado began to compress downwards from the void. The surrounding dark "flames" also gathered together and turned into a dark black hole dozens of feet in size.

Seeing the black hole, Xiao Hei's jaw almost dropped, and he couldn't help but exclaimed: "Mind black hole?"

Xiao Hei felt his heart trembling. Although he thought of his boss's spiritual power having reached an extremely terrifying level after mastering the sixth level of the Bu Tian Jing, he still couldn't believe it when he saw the "black hole of thought".

The black hole of thought is a kind of spatial magical power that can only be produced by combining the enormous power of spiritual consciousness with the rules of space. It is also the top-level existence among all spatial magical powers.

For a cultivator, if his spiritual power is not as strong as that of the person who performs this magical power, then once he falls into the "black hole of thought", he will lose consciousness and be exiled by the black hole into the endless void of the universe. The key is that after the mind is lost, he will always "sleep" in his own sea of ​​​​consciousness, unless the power of spiritual power is strong enough, perhaps after countless years, he will wake up on his own, or he will perish in the "sleep" and disappear.

The black hole of thought requires an extremely high level of comprehension of the rules of space. Although it has not yet been perfected, Xiao Hei suddenly has a feeling that his boss is not far from perfecting the rules of space.

Inside the stone chamber.

Xiao Lin sat cross-legged, with a snow-white vortex flickering between his eyebrows, and a light gray light emerged around it, almost covering the entire stone chamber.

As the light grey light began to shrink, Xiao Lin, who was sitting cross-legged, slowly stretched out his right hand. The grey light gathered in his palm and turned into a pitch-black sphere, only an inch in size, but extremely pure black.

It was not until this moment that Xiao Lin let out a long sigh and slowly opened his eyes.

The moment his eyes opened, the entire stone chamber darkened. Xiao Lin's ink-black eyes gradually regained their spirit, and a happy expression appeared on his face.

"After three thousand years, I finally got through the crisis and successfully cultivated the Bu Tian Jing to the sixth level."

Xiao Lin's retreat and hard practice this time took him three thousand years. Three thousand years may not be a long time for a cultivator like Xiao Lin who is in the Tribulation Crossing Stage, but if you knew what he went through during these three thousand years, you would know what it means to live every day like a year.

The Bu Tian Jing from the Purple God Chapter is indeed a book of spiritual cultivation that can seize the fortune of heaven and earth. The method of advancing to the sixth level imagined by Murong Yuntian's confidante is not wrong, but there are some deviations.

The so-called dispersing of spiritual consciousness is true, but it is not enough to just dispersing spiritual consciousness. Instead, it is necessary to continuously expand the sea of ​​consciousness through the method of dispersing spiritual consciousness, which is just like the Dantian Qi sea of ​​immortal practitioners.

During the process of cultivation, Xiao Lin gradually understood that the reason why the Bu Tian Sutra could not advance to the sixth level was because the sea of ​​consciousness of the spiritual world cultivators had a capacity limit. After advancing to the Mahayana stage, the power of spiritual consciousness had basically reached the most powerful level. Then, as the cultivators perfected the power of rules, the magic power would be further refined under the power of rules. In addition, their use of the power of rules had reached the level of being as easy as using one's own arm, so they were able to completely crush ordinary Mahayana cultivators.

However, the spiritual power of an existence like the Holy Ancestor Lingzun is only 30% to 40% stronger than that of a Mahayana cultivator, and it is impossible to achieve a crushing improvement.

Even if one is at the level of the Great Spiritual Venerable and the Supreme Saint Ancestor, he may be able to kill a Mahayana cultivator with a wave of his hand, but the power of his spiritual consciousness is at most 70% to 80% stronger than that of a Mahayana cultivator, and cannot produce a leap-forward improvement.

After practicing the Bu Tian Sutra to the fifth level, Xiao Lin, who was in the Tribulation Crossing Stage, possessed spiritual power comparable to that of a Mahayana cultivator, so that his sea of ​​consciousness could no longer accommodate more spiritual power. This was just like the Dantian Qi Sea of ​​an immortal cultivator. With the improvement of the realm, the capacity of the Dantian Qi Sea could be greatly increased, thereby increasing one's own magic power several times.

The same is true for the sea of ​​consciousness. For ordinary cultivators, the power of their spiritual consciousness can only be improved as their realm improves. However, it is different for Xiao Lin, who has practiced the Bu Tian Sutra. This heaven-defying spiritual refining method has allowed his spiritual power to far surpass that of cultivators of the same level. Especially after advancing to the fifth level, it has allowed him to reach the limit of the spiritual power that his sea of ​​consciousness can accommodate. This is also the fundamental reason why he cannot break through again to the sixth level.

Perhaps it was because Ji Hongyin, Murong Yuntian's confidante, discovered this that she came up with the idea of ​​dispersing her spiritual power and re-cultivating the Bu Tian Sutra.

There is nothing wrong with this method itself. As the saying goes, there is no construction without destruction, but Xiao Lin dissipated his spiritual power three times during the practice. Every time he started practicing again, it took a thousand years. The dissipation of spiritual power is different from the spiritual shock caused by the backlash of Xiao Lin's soul-devouring power by the Sky-Devouring Turtle. It is a kind of pain from the soul that separates the primordial spirit. The pain of expanding the sea of ​​consciousness is also unbearable for ordinary people. Fortunately, Xiao Lin survived, and after some twists and turns, he finally cultivated the Bu Tian Sutra to the sixth level.

Just thinking about his three thousand years of seclusion and hard training, Xiao Lin felt terrified. If something went wrong in any link during this process, he was afraid that everything would have been gone.

At the same time, Xiao Lin also understood that the reason why he was able to cultivate to the sixth level of the Bu Tian Sutra was also due to a bit of luck. He swallowed the Jade Dew of Creation every hundred years without a single interruption in the past three thousand years. This also allowed him to understand the rules of space to the pinnacle. Although he has not yet reached perfection, he seems to have almost reached the door, as if he is only one step away from success.

However, it was precisely his increasingly thorough understanding of the mysteries of space rules that made his practice of the Bu Tian Sutra smoother and smoother. In the end, he was able to integrate the power of rules with his soul, and thus comprehend the magical power of the black hole of thought, which was really beyond his expectations.

My boss sent me to the Northeast for two days. I just came back tonight. It was so hard~~