Asking about longevity

"Lu Peipi" was full of evil deeds. He chose a good son-in-law and a good head of the family. Even after his death, he refused to rest in peace and was turned into a zombie.

It can be considered that good and evil are rewarded, and they deserve it...

Mo Hua thought secretly.

After Lu Chengyun finished scolding the ancestor of the Lu family, he meditated and adjusted his breathing.

Mo Hua had no way to sneak out, so he had to hide behind the altar and wait patiently. After Lu Chengyun went out, he would find another opportunity to sneak out.

But Lu Chengyun has been meditating for a long time, and his consciousness has not yet recovered...

Mo Hua was worried for him.

"Is the recovery of spiritual consciousness so slow?"

You can get better by meditating for a while. This Lu Chengyun is like a tortoise meditating. He has been sitting for a long time and his consciousness has not recovered much. This is too slow...

Could it be a problem with meditation?

Mo Hua frowned again and thought.

I learned the meditation technique from Mr. Zhuang. I meditated and my mind was empty, so my consciousness recovered quickly.

Lu Chengyun doesn't know how to meditate, he's very scheming, and his mind is dirty. That's why his consciousness returns so slowly?

Is it because Lu Chengyun is so slow, or are other formation masters also so slow in recovering their spiritual consciousness?

This issue has not been compared with ink painting before.

"It seems that the meditation technique taught by Master is indeed a good thing..."

Mo Hua felt grateful to Mr. Zhuang again.

Lu Chengyun adjusted his breath for a while, then opened his eyes, seemingly a little restless.

And his consciousness was only partially restored.

Mo Hua was a little confused.

"What does Lu Chengyun want to do?"

He hasn't even finished recovering his consciousness, how can he draw the formation?

To Mo Hua's surprise, Lu Chengyun did not draw a formation, but took out a picture from his personal storage bag.

This picture is a bit wrinkled, with creases and footprints that have not been wiped clean.

Mo Hua recognized it at a glance.

Because the footprints on the picture were the ones he stepped on.

This is Zhang Quan’s picture of the ancestor!

It is a zombie picture, but also a visualization picture!

As expected, this picture is in Lu Chengyun’s hands!

Zhang Quan, a bastard who "forgotten his ancestors", actually gave away his ancestors, making it difficult for him to find them.

Mo Hua cursed in his belly, and then thought about it secretly.

Zhang Quan regarded this picture of the Patriarch as a treasure and was probably unwilling to give it to him, but only borrowed it.

There was probably some kind of deal between him and Lu Chengyun.

In this transaction, Zhang Quan must have made a big profit, otherwise he would not have lent the picture.

This is a visualization diagram that can enhance spiritual consciousness.

Zhang Quan may not know the use, but Lu Chengyun definitely knows.

Mo Hua was stunned again.

The purpose of visualization pictures is to enhance spiritual awareness...

But how to enhance it?

I "eat" directly, because if I don't "eat", I will be "eated"...

But other monks, who don’t have Dao tablets in the sea of ​​consciousness and don’t know how to kill with spiritual thoughts, shouldn’t be able to “eat” them.

What are they going to do if they can't "eat" it?

Won't they be "eaten"?

In other words, what is the orthodox use of visualization diagrams?

How do other monks use visualization diagrams to enhance their spiritual consciousness?

…

Mo Hua's head was full of doubts for a moment, so he quietly poked his head out to look at Lu Chengyun to see how he did it, so that he could use it as a reference.

Outside the altar, there are thousands of corpses.

Lu Chengyun first took out an incense burner and offered three sticks of incense.

Then he respectfully opened the picture of the founder of the Zhang family, put his palms together and bowed, then hung the picture up, and sat cross-legged among the curls of incense, with an upright posture, looking at the image, wandering around without thinking, and meditating quietly.

The breaths of people and pictures gradually become one.

Lu Chengyun seemed to have fallen into a mysterious, incomprehensible, and indescribable state of gradual enlightenment.

His spiritual consciousness was gradually nourished, slowly restored, and slowly grew.

"Strange……"

Mo Hua frowned.

It seems that this picture can really be visualized, and after visualization, it can really nourish the spiritual consciousness.

This is different from my own experience...

Mo Hua thought about it for a moment.

For the first time, I saw a picture of a Taoist boy in the mountains and rivers. The Taoist boy turned into a little devil, got into the sea of ​​his own consciousness, and wanted to eat himself.

The second time I saw the picture of the Zhang family’s ancestor, the ancestor turned into a zombie and threw himself into his own heaven. He still wanted to eat himself...

I didn’t even give myself a chance to visualize and understand…

why?

Why can Lu Chengyun properly burn incense and pay respect, and use visualization diagrams to enhance his spiritual consciousness?

But I can only choose between "eating" and "being eaten"?

still have a question:

This Lu Chengyun, when he visualized this picture, didn't he realize that these sanctimonious ancestors of the Zhang family were actually zombies?

He saw it, but didn't care.

Or is it that he didn't see through it at all, so he didn't know it at all?

In his eyes, this is a solemn and solemn picture of preaching and solving doubts, a picture of the ancestor teaching?

Something strange...

The ink painting was carefully considered:

Visualize the evil thoughts in the picture. The reason why they want to "eat" themselves is not to "eat" Lu Chengyun...

Is it because I saw through their true colors?

Or is it because my innate spiritual consciousness is so powerful that it is a great tonic?

Or is it simply that he bullies the weak and fears the strong, seeing that he is young, so he wants to "eat" himself?

Mo Hua frowned, feeling that there might be three reasons...

Seeing through the true nature, the spiritual consciousness is greatly improved, and he is easy to bully.

Put yourself in their shoes, if you were these evil ghosts, you would choose a child like yourself to "eat"...

Good people are deceived by "ghosts".

Mo Hua sighed helplessly.

…

Lu Chengyun on the other side was still concentrating on the visualization diagram, and seemed to have no awareness of external things.

Mo Hua then thought about whether he should escape now or later.

But as he thought about it, he paused again.

The visualization picture is right in front of you, what can you do to escape?

Lu Chengyun carries this picture with him.

I didn’t think of a way to grab it this time, but I guess I’ll have to wait until the Year of the Monkey if I get another chance next time.

But how to grab it?

Robbery is not an option.

He couldn't beat Lu Chengyun.

Steal... I guess you can't steal it.

Lu Chengyun was neither a fool nor a fool.

I can hide from him with my concealment skills, but if I steal his things up close, I don't treat him as a human being.

"How to do it?"

Mo Hua thought about it over and over, but couldn't think of a good way, and finally had no choice but to give up.

Suddenly the ink painting had another flash of inspiration.

You can't rob or steal...but you can "steal" and eat!

This picture is in Lu Chengyun's hands. He won't be able to come back for the time being, but he should be fine if he collects interest, catches a few zombies, and performs a tooth sacrifice.

Mo Hua peeked out his little head again.

The position he was in was blocked by Lu Chengyun, so he couldn't see the whole picture, only part of it.

But Mo Hua is very familiar with this picture.

Only in this part, he could roughly guess the scene in the visual picture.

The high pavilion is solemn and solemn.

The ancestor Lunyin preached and was full of immortality.

Disciples followed his instructions and passed them on word of mouth.

Lu Chengyun, on the other hand, had a focused look on his face, as if he had realized the mystery and felt the great way from this sound. He had understood it invisibly and strengthened his spiritual consciousness.

But Mo Hua understood.

This is not "Lun Yin", but some fake and empty bullshit.

They often talk about "Tao", "Fate", "Truth"...

It seems mysterious and mysterious, but in fact it is empty and nothing.

Lu Chengyun was just intoxicated with himself.

But Mo Hua didn't bother to care about him. The more Lu Chengyun indulged in it, the better. It would be better to be brainwashed by the zombie ancestor of the Zhang family and never come out for the rest of his life.

Mo Hua is doing his own thing.

His eyes quickly passed over the visualization chart, picking and choosing, and finally selected an elder from the Zhang family.

This elder was sitting in the corner, the founder of the Zhang family was preaching, and everyone else was praising him, but he was a little absent-minded, just mumbling something vaguely, and making a fool of himself.

Even if it is missing, it will not attract "people's" attention.

"You are the one!"

Mo Hua looked at it with bright eyes.

The elder was meditating on the sutra when he was suddenly startled and seemed to realize something. He slowly turned his head and saw the ink painting in his cloudy eyes.

As expected in the ink painting, changes gradually occurred.

Under Mo Hua's gaze, the elder gradually revealed his true colors.

The eyes of the ink painting were clear and bright, like sunlight, burning the elder's face, causing his face to gradually fade away, revealing the true appearance of a zombie.

This zombie elder is both angry and happy.

What makes him angry is that there is a brat who dares to peek at his true appearance because he doesn't know how to appreciate it.

Fortunately, this little ghost has profound spiritual knowledge, so it must be extremely delicious!

A little Qi-refining devil with a childish look on his face, why don’t you just let it take over?

The zombie elder looked salivating and was so hungry that he immediately jumped out of the picture and jumped into the sea of ​​consciousness in the ink painting.

It was overjoyed, thinking that there would be a feast of divine consciousness in front of it.

Little did he know that what it was leaping towards was an abyss of eternal destruction...

Originally I was planning to add more updates this month, but I am really not in a good state. I am a bit tired and can’t write much. The more I write, the slower I write...

I'll try my best to adjust it. This month is almost over, so I'll try to add a chapter or two.