Cultivation of Immortals: Start with blind thinking

Chapter 51 Challenge
Jin Ziming was very excited, now with a single thought he could unleash two hundred and twenty-five Soul Throwing Knives, and that Senhan ready to go was a spectacular sight.

The professional training has been started for nearly a year, and the most urgent thing right now is to challenge the soul of Yuanying's early stage and hit the third floor!

If you want to defeat such an opponent, you can't just have a flying knife.

He suddenly remembered that when he was planning to deal with the Nascent Soul of Qing Yumen, he had thought of using a black hole. As long as he could pull a soul of the same level who had never experienced such a celestial phenomenon into the black hole, he would be tortured to death in the hole.

Jin Ziming definitely couldn't and wouldn't want to pull other people's souls into the gold foil, so the only way was to lure the other person into his own soul space.

He can preset a simple version of the black hole in advance. Since it is not a life-and-death battle, the opponent will not be too cautious. Instead, it is very likely to follow up rashly due to contempt or curiosity, and it is very likely to succeed.

The only question is, can a black hole be mimicked?

"Celestial body calcining the gods" told him that this method was feasible, and also provided a way to realize it.

On the premise of hiding Xiao Chong and his own soul, he had to set a trap for his opponent and not let him escape. This made him take great pains, but he finally came up with an ingenious method.

With the practice experience of the "Celestial Body Forging God Art" fifteen exercises, the initial stage was relatively smooth, and for the sake of simplicity, he omitted the purple air flow and orange-red light circle, preparing to let the other party directly appreciate the horror and splendor of the black hole.

Five days later, it became more difficult to describe. The myriad phenomena inside the black hole were simply not comparable to the "Celestial Body Calcination Technique".

The soul has suffered all kinds of inhuman torture, and the person has been exhausted many times, but he can't resist using the last four small portions of soul lotus, which may be his life-saving thing in the future.

Jin Ziming recovered entirely by sitting in meditation. Although it was painful, the effect was very significant. The coverage distance of his spirit extended to ninety-nine miles.

The depth of the black hole is extended day by day, and at the same time it is becoming more and more stable, and it is more difficult to collapse. He even found a trick in countless failures.

When the fascination is lost, you can quit the depiction halfway, and return as soon as possible after recovering from meditation, and the original depiction has not yet collapsed.

This ability to stabilize the depicted scene in the consciousness is different from simply building a cage for the bug, but to interpret an extremely complex and constantly changing dynamic scene.

This is mainly due to his own construction of the laws of the trajectory of different substances such as airflow, debris and bright light in the black hole.

It's certainly not real, but in his own black hole, it's simple and effective.

With this self-defined rule, the construction of black holes is greatly simplified, and the operation is more stable.

What Jin Ziming didn't know was that this had far exceeded the ability of Nascent Soul cultivator, and it was an extremely grand idea.

If there is a fit master who knows his own method, he will definitely be amazed by the genius of this way of space.

He constructed it for more than three months, and finally evolved the black hole scene to the time when the comet broke up.

Just in case, he relied on his imagination and continued to draw a longer distance forward.

He didn't give up until he was sure that the visiting Nascent Soul would have a good drink.

With the completion of the black hole, his soul detection distance has reached one hundred and thirty-six miles, which is considered to be slightly above the middle level in the initial stage of the fourth level of Yuanshen.

And the instant soul knives are already in an array of nineteen by nineteen, with a total of three hundred and sixty-one handles, and their momentum is extremely astonishing.

He tried to search for the soul talisman planted by Master Qin Yunhao with his soul, but there was still no trace. It seemed that, as the other party said, it might be a talisman made by a high-level monk or even a powerful body.

Jin Ziming sighed, put the matter aside, swallowed up the aura in the green pool, and then opened the dust-sealed cave door and came to the next door.

He had already discovered that the spiritual energy in the Guangliang Blue Pond was extremely suitable for storage in the central channel, and after chatting a few words, he went to occupy other people's "spiritual field".

The "container" that Jin Ziming carries with him now includes the three dantians and the central channel. In the future, he plans to fill the left and right channels, and even the auxiliary channels. It can definitely be regarded as the supreme bottomless pit.

After a day of complete relaxation, the body and mind have been adjusted to the best state, it's time to challenge.

In the early morning of the next day, facing the rising sun, Jin Ziming came to Zangshu Pavilion after a long absence.

On the second floor, it happened that the fat elder was on duty again. He stepped forward and saluted respectfully, and said:

"Elder, do you remember me?

I still want to go to the third floor to learn about the exercises, and now I am formally applying to challenge the brothers in the early stage of Yuanying in the realm of spirit and soul. Can you help arrange it? "

"Yo, I'm really fascinated." The fat elder became interested.

"Yes, I have just been promoted."

"How sure are you?"

"I don't know, but I have to try."

"Okay, how many years have there been no such step-up challenges, I'm really looking forward to it, what's your name?"

"My name is Jin Ziming."

"Boy Jin, my name is Ren Yi. You can call me Elder Ren. Tomorrow's Shen Shi, you come to the open space outside the Zangshu Pavilion to compete, and I will arrange it."

"Thank you, Elder Ren."

The explosive news of the day was spread under the deliberate exaggeration of the elders.

After all, all sects hope that their disciples will be proactive and dare to challenge the strong. Now that there is a model, it is natural to use this as an example to stimulate other disciples to work hard.

In the afternoon of the next day, Jin Ziming and Guang Liang arrived at the circular field outside the Zangshu Pavilion ahead of time, where more than [-] people had already gathered.

Among the crowd, Jin Ziming saw Mu Yan dressed in white, still with such a temperament, like an orchid in an empty valley.

Dang even came forward to say hello with a smile, Mu Yan said with a smile:

"Junior Brother, you have become the number one celebrity among this period of discipleship, it has only been a while, and the second public competition is coming.

This time it was even more outrageous, I still challenged Nascent Soul, the little girl was so admired, no matter how hard I tried, even with eight horses galloping, I could only see your back in the distance. "

"Hehe, senior sister is actually so humorous."

Jin Ziming moved forward in a chic way, causing little stars to appear in the eyes of the seniors and sisters along the way, and some bold ones had already started screaming to cheer him up.

Not long after, Ren Yi came over with another elder and a monk in white. Jin Ziming hurried forward to salute. Elder Ren said:
"Boy Jin, since you're here, let's start now."

After finishing speaking, he turned his head and said loudly to the crowd:

"Everyone, calm down. Today, Jin Ziming, a new student of this period, who has cultivated the foundation of Dzogchen, will challenge the early Yuanying cultivator in the realm of spirit and soul, and his senior brother is called Peng Wei.

I am Ren Yi, the elder of Cangshu Pavilion, and I will act as the referee, while Elder Zhang of the Inner Sect Training Base is responsible for maintaining the order of the competition scene. "

Jin Ziming bowed to Peng Wei, thanking him for his instruction, and the other party bowed slightly in return.

"Although the two sides differ by two big realms in terms of martial arts and cultivation, in terms of spirit and soul, they are both in the initial stage of the fourth level. The difference is that one has entered this realm for more than ten years, and the other has just been promoted.

Compete with the same sect, and it is forbidden to hurt people's lives or destroy people's paths.

Either side, if you need to admit defeat halfway, you only need to remove your body from the futon.

If Jin Ziming wins, he will be eligible to go to the third floor of Zangshu Pavilion to read books. "

After Elder Zhang finished speaking, there was a lot of envy from the audience.

"The competition begins now." Elder Ren announced.

The two sat cross-legged on a futon, about ten feet apart.

Peng Wei nodded slightly, indicating that Jin Ziming could attack first.

Jin Ziming responded with a smile, and then transformed into a bell jar with his soul. There were many sharp spikes growing on the bell jar. The bell jar rotated at a high speed and flew towards the opponent's head.

Peng Wei held out a big vajra hand, and blocked the bell jar with one hand. The rotating spikes rubbed against his palm, making electric light and piercing sounds. There was a moment of stalemate, but the bell jar was still slowly moving forward.

Not only that, twenty throwing knives flew out from the bottom of the cover at high speed, piercing twenty big holes in the big hand, the handprints couldn't stand it immediately, it was pierced by the rotation of the bell cover, and turned into nothing.

Peng Wei immediately transformed into a big mountain. Twenty flying knives pierced it and disappeared. The bell jar also hit the mountain. Although he tried his best to split the rock, the mountain was too huge, and the damage to it was only a drop in the bucket.

Peng Wei also sacrificed a bundle of heavenly silkworm fishing nets woven by the soul, the net wires are very thick.

Throwing it down from the mountain, it happened to catch the bell jar, making it difficult to rotate immediately. Although there were some openings in the fishing net, the rotation almost stopped.

Jin Ziming had no choice but to release thirty throwing knives again, cutting a huge hole in the fishing net.

Immediately, the bell jar turned into a small divine shield and retreated from the opening. Dashan rushed forward and collided with the shield, making a loud noise.

The aegis was shaking, but with the support of Jin Ziming's powerful soul power, he still retreated slowly and calmly.

The fishing net and the mountain merged, and transformed into a sledgehammer, beating the shield frantically, forcing it to retreat faster.

When he stepped back in front of Jin Ziming's head, he suddenly increased his output of soul power, the shield shone with golden light, and the soul hammer flew out.

The sledgehammer drew an arc, and suddenly turned into a mace, which spun rapidly. The body of the stick was radiant, obviously a lot of soul power had been injected by Peng Wei.

With a "bass", the front end of the mace pierced into the shield, and continued to move forward while spinning.

Jin Ziming increased the output of the soul, used the shield to stop the Mace from moving forward, and tried to repair the damage of the shield.

Peng Weina would miss such an opportunity, so the stick and shield became the carrier of the soul power of both sides, advancing and retreating from time to time, Jin Ziming was obviously at a disadvantage and it was difficult to change moves.

Peng Wei, who was in sight of victory, was unwilling to change his tactics. In the end, the aegis was forced to withdraw from Jin Ziming's mind, while the mace continued to advance.

This was a very dangerous move. If Peng Wei didn't control it well, Jin Ziming might suffer severe trauma.

But because the shield retreated unhurriedly, and there was no sign of defeat at all, Peng Wei didn't give up.

Many disciples watching the battle let out exclamations, shocked by the thrill and excitement of the battle.

When the shield was completely withdrawn into Jin Ziming's mind, the Mace followed suit.

The shield fought back desperately, and almost forced the stick out several times. Peng Wei had to increase the transmission of soul power. At this time, he had already output more than [-]% of his soul power.

The onlookers could no longer see the illusion, but Jin Ziming's resistance became more and more difficult, and sweat appeared on his forehead.

Some timid girls couldn't help exclaiming, even Mu Yan was worried about him.

(End of this chapter)