Chapter 68
Hearing the apprentice's words, Master Ming Zong seemed very happy: "So you found the wood spirit?"
"Well, it's a wisp of light green mist." Zheng Qiu scratched his head, recalling the details he saw just now, "I was spotted by it before I touched it. It ran so fast that I couldn't even keep up with it."
Master Ming Zong grabbed the pen and paper, and excitedly recorded what the apprentice said. After recording, he read and analyzed the content on the paper.
"It actually runs away by itself, and it looks so fast. It seems that the wood spirit is more active than before. Hmm... It's not good if you can't catch it all the time, you have to think of a way."
Zheng Qiu thought for a while and asked: "Master, my meridian was so blurry and dark that I couldn't see clearly. Could it be the reason why I couldn't grasp it?"
"This is the first time you have entered the state of self-examination. You can see the meridians, which means that you still have the ability to cultivate and understand. The higher the level of cultivation in the future, the clearer the self-examination will be."
After finishing speaking, Master Ming Zong said that today's class is over, let Zheng Qiu go to Fangcao Xiaoge, and he himself looks through the books to search for a way to catch the "wood spirit".
The next day, two porcelain vases were placed on the table in front of Zheng Qiu. One of the porcelain vases had no smell, while the other was constantly smelling of fishy sweat. Master Ming Zong told him that the unscented porcelain bottle contained air-locking dew, while the scented porcelain bottle contained bitter orchid grass juice.
According to the master's idea, the air-locking dew has a miraculous effect on blocking the energy, since the "wood spirit" moves through the meridians in the form of energy, the air-locking dew is effective. Zheng Qiu drank a drop of Qi-locking dew first, and then drank a drop of bitter orchid to activate the medicinal effect of the Qi-locking dew, which should be able to lock the "wood spirit".
According to his master's request, Zheng Qiu drank the grass juice of Suoqi condensate and bitter orchid, closed his eyes and recited the formula to meditate. This meditation was faster than the first time. Zheng Qiu entered the state of introspection and searched for the wood spirit hidden in his body.
After about two hours, Zheng Qiu's body began to shake again, and soon he was out of the state of introspection, with a frustrated expression on his face.
"Master, I still haven't caught it!"
Master Ming Zong drank tea slowly, not in a hurry. He glanced at the porcelain bottle on the table and said, "It's okay, you should rest first, and drink two drops next time. If two drops don't work, add more."
Master Ming Zong clearly remembered that in the karst cave, the "wood spirit" pushed out the energy he had penetrated into Zheng Qiu's meridians, but after pushing out, the "wood spirit" immediately hid back, obviously there was no strength left.
At that time, he was using the Qi Condensation Realm cultivation base, so the "wood spirit" power in Zheng Qiu's body could never reach the level of the Qi Brilliance Realm. Now there is a bottle full of air-locking dew here, and even five qi brilliance realms can't hold it, so he doesn't believe that this "wood spirit" can shake the sky.
Every time Zheng Qiu failed, he drank one more drop of air-locking condensate, three drops, four drops, five drops... When he drank twelve drops, the "wood spirit" finally became silent.
It quietly floats in the meridian at the shoulder, winding into a spiral shape, which is similar to the shape Zheng Qiu saw for the first time.
Zheng Qiu moved his eyes and slowly approached the wisp of mist. The mist grew bigger and bigger in his field of vision, and a clear sense of contact suddenly came. In the state of introspection, what I see is the inside of the body, and the hand is clearly outside the body. Where does this sense of touch come from?
Zheng Qiu couldn't tell the reason, but he didn't have time to think about these weird questions, he had to catch this "wood spirit". grab it, grab it! He kept chanting the word in his head, and soon the feeling of contact changed, becoming a feeling of grasping on cotton.
Zheng Qiu's intuition told him to catch it!
Master Ming Zong told him that the next step is particularly critical, which is to subdue the "wood spirit" and make it obedient.
Surrender, this is a method for practitioners to capture wild animals and snatch other people's magic weapons, whether it is difficult or not, it is easy to say. Its essence is to use one's own spirit to suppress the spirit of the subject to surrender, and force the subject to obey orders.
In the process of surrendering, the spirit of the practitioner must be highly concentrated,
If you are distracted, you will fail to surrender at least, or you will be backlashed by the subject of surrender, resulting in intellectual impairment.
Therefore, after catching wild animals or grabbing magic weapons, practitioners will choose a safe and secluded place to surrender, and will never do it on the spot.
Surrender also pays attention to skills. Each sect has its own formulas and secret methods, and even people of different realms have different ways of surrendering.
As for Zheng Qiu, Master Ming Zong told him, as long as he kept shouting to the "Moo Ling" in his heart, "You are mine, follow my orders". The key is that Zheng Qiu himself must take this sentence as true, so that he can concentrate and have an effect.
"Listen to my orders... listen to my orders..." Zheng Qiu kept yelling in his heart as he stared at the light green mist in front of him. Accompanied by the cry from the bottom of his heart, his spirit rushed towards the "wood spirit" like waves, and each wave carried Zheng Qiu's thoughts, trying to penetrate into the mist.
Keep shouting, keep shouting, the fog is like a boulder in the river, motionless. At this time, you can't give up. Giving up is tantamount to starting from scratch.
Zheng Qiu struggled to concentrate, put all his thoughts on the mist in front of him, shouted and shouted again, only himself and this mist remained in his world.
Slowly, he also forgot himself, the fog in front of him seemed to be himself, and he should blend into the fog.
The light green mist gradually filled, covering his vision, and he felt unprecedented comfort and relaxation. The wave of shouting also disappeared, and sleepiness enveloped him. Sleeping here should be the happiest thing.
Master Ming Zong has been paying attention to Zheng Qiu, and Zheng Qiu shook, which is a sign of finding the "wood spirit". Then the shaking stopped, and Zheng Qiu didn't wake up from the state of introspection, which meant that the "wood spirit" had been captured, and the process of surrender would follow.
Beads of sweat came out one by one from Zheng Qiu's forehead, and flowed down the bridge of the nose and cheeks. Master Mingzong knew that this was the apprentice concentrating on suppressing the "wood spirit".
Time goes by, the sun sets, the moon shines on the earth, the moon hides in the mountains, and the sun rises again. Zheng Qiu was still sitting cross-legged, his clothes were as wet as if they had been fished out of the river, and beads of sweat were still coming out of his forehead.
Master Ming Zong was a little anxious. He touched his beard and pulled his hair. It's been a whole night, why hasn't there been any movement.
At this moment, he found a relieved smile on his apprentice's face, it was a success!
No, no! Ming Zong's hand that was going to hold the water glass froze in mid-air, his smile was abnormal, it had a silly taste to it. He hurried to Zheng Qiu, opened his eyelids to check, bad, the brilliance in the pupils was lost, this is a phenomenon of mental backlash.
Master Ming Zong hurriedly practiced his skills, and in an instant, his pupils flashed with fluorescence, but it wasn't enough, he continued to improve his skills, and a khaki spot lit up between his brows.
Then, he stretched out his fingers, tapped the spot between his eyebrows, tapped his throat again, and then he summoned up his energy and shouted loudly: "Zheng Qiu, wake up!"
A mass of brilliance spit out from his mouth mixed with sound waves. The brilliance did not spread, but continued to shrink and condense, converging into a dazzling khaki-yellow light thread, which pierced straight into Zheng Qiu's eyebrows