Chapter 678 Divine Consciousness Seed

If he practices the "Dividing the Gods of the Souls", he has a 50% chance of failing and dying.

But if he doesn't practice, in his current situation, the chance of successfully passing the eleventh or even twelfth thunder tribulation is only 30% to 40%.

With the "Dividing the Gods of the Soul ... Qingniu was far inferior to him now in terms of spiritual consciousness, realm, character and perseverance. Under such circumstances, he was still able to cultivate spiritual consciousness seeds. It can be seen that practicing the "Dividing the Gods" is risky, but the risk is not as serious as Qingniu said, and he is still very likely to succeed in practicing.

The skills can be practiced slowly, but the thunder tribulation is all falling down, and must be faced directly. The risks are very different.

Qingniu was straightforward and did not stick to the ancestral precepts. He immediately began to teach Lin Mu the "Dividing the Gods".

When he first met Lin Mu, he was being chased and killed, and Lin Mu saved him. After that, he was on the verge of life and death several times. Lin Mu was not afraid of life and death, either saving him from the thunder tribulation or helping him to resist the thunder tribulation at the cost of his life.

If Lin Mu had not sacrificed himself to save him many times before, he would have died long ago, and his tribe would have disappeared from the world, and these inherited memories would naturally disappear.

Inherited memories are dead, but people are alive.

The ancestral teachings are important, but some things are more important. He didn't want to see Lin Mu fail in the tribulation and regret for the rest of his life. Since Lin Mu had something to ask for, there was nothing wrong with him agreeing to it.

However, these innate inheritance memories were related to the inheritance of his clan, so they were not recorded in the jade slips and taught to Lin Mu, but were passed on orally.

The "Dividing the Mystic Art" could only be learned by him and Lin Mu, and must not be passed on to outsiders.

This risk must be eliminated.

Word by word, sentence by sentence, patiently explaining, Qingniu was diligent and dedicated to being Lin Mu's master.

He also had the experience of passing the tribulation and practicing the "Dividing the Mystic Art" before, and could give Lin Mu a lot of useful suggestions.

"The most important thing to shape the Thunder Yuanying is to condense the divine consciousness seed." Qingniu explained, "but this divine consciousness seed, there is a lot of tricks."

"Tell me in detail." Lin Mu couldn't help asking.

"You want to split your consciousness, which is simply splitting your life. Only when you have experienced it yourself can you know how terrible it is." Qingniu said, "I split one-third of my consciousness and condensed the consciousness seed. I almost died. This step is very critical. Many of my ancestors died at this step."

Lin Mu nodded repeatedly and memorized it in his heart.

He deeply understood what Qingniu said.

When he refined the Sui Xin Sword, the Sui Xin Sword did not have spirituality. He also split a small part of his consciousness. Although it was only a small part, he also endured great pain, which was so profound that he could not forget it until now.

Fortunately, every hardship is a fortune.

With the previous experience of splitting consciousness, this time practicing the "Dividing Mystic Art" is much better than a newcomer who knows nothing, and the possibility of success is greater!

"Is there anything else that needs special attention?" Lin Mu asked.

"Another very important point is that your consciousness seed must be strong!" Qingniu said with deep feeling, "When I was facing the thunder tribulation, I felt that I was not prepared enough. The consciousness seed was almost wiped out under the bombardment of the thunder tribulation. If you hadn't blocked the thunder tribulation for me and gave me a chance to breathe, I would have died long ago."

"You split one-third of your consciousness because you thought the consciousness seed was very weak. How much should I split? Half of my consciousness?" Lin Mu asked in surprise.

This hurt him too much.

The consciousness is the commander of everything and the most important thing.

When the consciousness declines, the power of his flying sword and spiritual magic weapon will be greatly reduced.

If he splits half of his consciousness, his chance of failure will be greater, and his life will be in danger.

"The Art of Splitting Mysticism" really has its pros and cons. I am afraid that even if everyone has a copy of such a powerful and precious technique, not many people will practice it.

This is really a huge sacrifice!

It can be said to be a gamble, and if it doesn't succeed, it will be a sacrifice.

All hopes are placed on this.

Lin Mu's face was solemn.

"Your situation is different from mine, so it doesn't have to be like this." Qingniu comforted him, "Your current spiritual consciousness realm is already at the peak of the Condensation Stage, which is many times stronger than mine at the beginning. There is a world of difference. The spiritual consciousness seed condensed from one-third of your spiritual consciousness must be much stronger than mine at the beginning."

"That being said, I still can't rest assured." Lin Mu's face was full of worry, "Because the power of the thunder tribulation I'm going through may be several times or even dozens of times stronger than yours. To be on the safe side, I still need to split out more consciousness."

"That's also possible." Qingniu said with a smile, "After splitting the consciousness and condensing the consciousness seed, you can actually continue to practice. As long as there is enough time, you can still cultivate the consciousness back to the peak of the Condensation Stage, or even the consciousness seed. If you keep practicing the Secret Art of Splitting the God, the consciousness seed will become more and more powerful, and the possibility of condensing the Thunder Yuanying will be even greater."

"But in this way, it will be impossible to deal with Lingshan Temple in the short term." Qingniu smiled embarrassedly.

Lin Mu nodded repeatedly, and said after a pause: "Just do as you say, and make sure to be fully prepared. Lingshan Temple has existed for thousands of years, and you can't rush to eradicate it."

He really wanted to do good deeds and think about the people.

But if he even put his own life in it, it would be contrary to his original intention.

First, he must be able to protect himself, and then he can do good deeds such as helping the common people.

He has no regrets about sacrificing his life for justice for his loved ones.

But he cannot do this for the common people in the world who he has never met.

Having achieved this point, he has a clear conscience.

Carrying great pressure and risks, he is not seeking fame and fortune to compete with Lingshan Temple, but at least he must be able to protect himself, this is his bottom line.

Since he put down the burden of being a peerless good man and became himself again, he feels much freer.

No one is perfect, and deliberately pursuing perfection will only restrict his hands and feet. He has deeply experienced this.

Being yourself is the most free, without any constraints, and doing whatever you want.

This is exactly the kind of freedom he has been pursuing, without any limitations, without any manipulation, he can control himself, absolute freedom.

This road is destined to be long. After so much experience, he has become much calmer and will not rush.

The same is true for dealing with Lingshan Temple.

It is necessary to make all preparations before going.

Fortunately, there is Qingniu, who claims to be more noble than the phoenix and the unicorn, and has a peerless inheritance memory. He is simply a treasure between heaven and earth, and can give him a lot of help at such a critical moment.

Word of mouth, word-by-word explanation, plus Qingniu is also very dedicated, a piece of "Dividing the Mystic Art", a full month of teaching, Lin Mu finally understood it thoroughly, integrated it, and understood all the cultivation process, the ins and outs, all in his mind.

He has already stood at a very high level, so practicing "Dividing the Mystic Art" in this way, the chance of success is a little higher.

Back in his quiet room, Lin Mu carefully sorted out what Qingniu taught, and felt confident, and then began to practice "Dividing the Mystic Art".

He must be careful, because the first step of this practice is to split the spiritual consciousness, and one careless will kill him.

The first split will split at least one-tenth of his spiritual consciousness. If the spiritual consciousness seed cannot be condensed, these split spiritual consciousness will disappear.

Not only did he suffer great pain, but his cultivation level also plummeted.

Generally, for safety reasons, the first split of the consciousness should be between one-tenth and one-fifth.

In this way, the possibility of successfully condensing the consciousness seed is greater, and the risk of death is relatively within the tolerance range.

Lin Mu immediately activated the "Secret Dividing Secret Art" and began to split the consciousness. In order to ensure that the consciousness seed can be condensed in one go, he split one-sixth of the consciousness at once.

The huge pain came crashing down, almost swallowing him up.

This kind of pain was extremely clear and directly in the sea of ​​consciousness. There was no way to avoid it, not even dizziness.

He could only grit his teeth and endure it.

Even with the experience of several times before, Lin Mu still felt overwhelmed by the sudden split of one-sixth of the consciousness this time.

Beads of sweat rolled down his forehead, his clothes were soaked with sweat, his whole body was twitching, shaking violently, his hands clenched, veins popping out, and he looked very hideous, like a mad beast.

Lin Mu unconsciously let out a series of extremely painful, heart-wrenching roars, but all his attention was immersed in his sea of ​​consciousness.

At great risk, he finally split his consciousness.

Enduring the severe pain that went straight into his heart, he forced himself to support himself and slowly activated the "Dividing Mystic Art" to gather the split one-sixth of his consciousness tightly together.

These consciousnesses kept changing in Lin Mu's sea of ​​consciousness under the urging of the "Dividing Mystic Art".

Compared with before, the starry sea of ​​consciousness was much dimmer and more turbulent.

Lin Mu was completely immersed in the "Dividing Mystic Art". Gradually, he had forgotten everything, all the troubles, all the trivialities, all the pain, seemed to be far away from him.

He seemed to be trapped in a chaos.

The sky and earth had not yet appeared, and there was no trace of all things.

At this time, a weak wave appeared in the chaos.

Although the wave was very weak, it was very tenacious, always striving upward and constantly strengthening itself.

This is the power of life.

The fluctuations became stronger and stronger. At some point, a rumbling thunder sounded, chaos was cleared, and the world appeared.

It was all clear.

Lin Mu woke up leisurely.

In the sea of ​​consciousness, a sparkling, dazzling divine consciousness seed floated.