Chapter 537: Divine Sense Transforms into the Dao

Divine consciousness transforms into the Dao?!

Mo Hua shuddered inwardly and asked, "What does it mean for divine consciousness to transform into the Dao?"

The Wu Xing little ghost twitched the corner of its mouth and laughed bitterly, "How would I know this?"

Mo Hua's gaze was unfriendly.

The Wu Xing little ghost quickly said, "I really don't know. I'm not an elder who transmits the Dao, nor do I understand array formations. You're making things difficult for me by asking this..."

"And these words, I only heard them from others..."

Mo Hua asked, "Which elder said these words?"

The Wu Xing little ghost shook its head. "I don't know that either. He's too old, with a face full of wrinkles. His blood energy is constantly declining, and his eyes aren't even open. I usually never see him."

"But the old sect leader of the Wu Xing Sect, and a crowd of elders, are all very respectful to him. Obviously, his seniority is very old."

Very old seniority...

Mo Hua furrowed his brow.

Someone with very old seniority might know the mysteries of the Wu Xing spiritual array.

Mo Hua turned his head again and looked at the Dao field.

In the center of the Dao field, the Wu Xing spiritual array was shining brilliantly.

The scene from just now floated in Mo Hua's mind again.

The Wu Xing spiritual array manifested by himself, but the array patterns were dim.

Formless, unintentional, divine thought, cushioned above, flowing into the Wu Xing spiritual array above the Dao field, after which the Wu Xing spiritual array lit up...

A manifested array lighting up means the array is effective.

This is the same as the Dao stele.

On the Dao stele, the array patterns lighting up means the array is successful.

Mo Hua held his chin and thought quietly...

Divine thought gathered into the Wu Xing spiritual array, and the array patterns lit up...

This seemed like a kind of demonstration.

Also the last link of the inheritance.

The five cushions outside the shrine teach the array patterns of the Wu Xing spiritual array.

The sixth position, the "cushion," opens the large door of the shrine.

Inside the shrine, the cushion above the Dao field, which is also the seventh cushion, shows the mystery of the Wu Xing spiritual array.

Divine consciousness transforms into the Dao...

Spiritual power conservation...

One gives birth to two, two gives birth to three...

Mo Hua's heart trembled, and he suddenly understood.

Spiritual power is conserved. How much Zhou Tian spiritual power there is, is how many Zhou Tian techniques can be condensed.

And Wu Xing spiritual power can amplify the power of techniques.

Spiritual power itself does not increase or enhance. So where does the amplified part of the technique's power come from?

Mo Hua's gaze condensed.

It is divine consciousness.

The old elder of the Wu Xing Sect said that divine consciousness transforms into the Dao, meaning to transform divine consciousness into Dao laws and fuse it with spiritual power.

This way, one can strengthen the power of the Wu Xing without changing the spiritual power.

But painting an array originally requires consuming divine consciousness...

What is the difference between these two?

Mo Hua thought back to the scene just now, where on the cushion, divine thought fused into the spiritual array, and gradually saw the light.

General array painting consumes divine consciousness, but it is not used in the array itself. It is more like...

Used to comprehend the Great Dao, communicate the mysterious essence within the Dao, and consume one's heart and spirit to be able to paint the array patterns.

This kind of divine consciousness is thinking consumption.

But the Wu Xing spiritual array is different.

In addition to the divine consciousness consumed by the array itself, an extra part of divine consciousness still needs to be gathered into the array and fused with spiritual power.

In this situation, the power of divine thought and spiritual power, though from different paths, lead to the same destination, both regarded as a kind of Dao cultivation power.

Divine consciousness transforms into the Dao.

Only when divine consciousness and spiritual power unite can one paint the true Wu Xing spiritual array!

But also precisely because of this, the divine consciousness required for this absolute array is far more than that of thirteen patterns.

The divine consciousness of thirteen patterns is the pure threshold for comprehending array patterns.

But while painting the array patterns, one also needs to divide out divine consciousness, fuse it into the array, and amplify the spiritual power to make the Wu Xing spiritual array effective.

This is how the consumption of divine consciousness is intensified.

The Wu Xing spiritual array, on the surface, is a thirteen-pattern absolute array, but compared to a general thirteen-pattern array, the requirement for divine consciousness is still higher.

Mo Hua was a bit speechless.

No wonder this absolute array was almost lost.

Not only is it difficult, but the inheritance is also so troublesome.

Even more ridiculous is that a first-grade thirteen-pattern array, whose divine consciousness requirement is already high enough, is actually "falsely marked" in reverse.

Mo Hua shook his head.

At this point, there's no need to quibble about these things.

The problem now is, how exactly do divine consciousness and spiritual power fuse?

Thinking alone is useless, Mo Hua decided to try it himself according to the Dao transmission demonstration on the cushion.

He sat on the cushion and tried to paint a gold spiritual array on the Dao field array disk again.

While painting, he simultaneously divided out a part of his divine consciousness and fused it into the array patterns.

He only painted a few strokes before failing.

Divine consciousness needs to both comprehend the array and fuse into the array patterns, using the heart for two purposes, which is indeed somewhat difficult.

Mo Hua tried several more times.

After trying several more times, Mo Hua gradually figured out the way.

He understood that this was actually also a method of using divine consciousness:

"One heart for two uses, divine consciousness dividing flow."

Both dividing the divine and fusing, the requirement for divine consciousness is extremely high.

However, with the Tian Yan Jue technique as the foundation, and having comprehended the Ling Shu array, under the mutual complementation of the two, Mo Hua's control over divine consciousness and manipulation of spiritual power had already reached a meticulous realm.

Divine consciousness control is not a problem.

As long as one knows the method, trying a few more times is not difficult.

Mo Hua was painting and involuntarily frowned:

To learn the Wu Xing spiritual array, one needs strong divine consciousness, needs to know how to derive and calculate with divine consciousness, needs to learn the Tian Yan Jue, needs to comprehend the Ling Shu array, and still needs to be clear about the array principles of absolute arrays...

These are all things he can do.

Is this a coincidence, or was it Master's intentional arrangement?

Mo Hua became more and more grateful for Senior Zhuang's painstaking efforts and silently said in his heart:

"Since that is the case, I must learn the Wu Xing spiritual array and not disappoint Master's expectations!"

Mo Hua concentrated his breath and focused on painting the gold spiritual array.

He painted with some effort.

The consumption of divine consciousness also gradually intensified.

But his divine consciousness is at the peak of thirteen patterns.

Although not reaching fourteen patterns, compared to thirteen patterns, it is still quite a bit stronger.

If he guessed correctly, relying on his divine consciousness, he can paint out a single Wu Xing spiritual array...

He didn't know how long had passed. Finally, when his divine consciousness was about to be exhausted, Mo Hua stopped his brush and let out a long breath.

In front of him was a complete gold spiritual array.

And on the array, the gold light was brilliant!

Divine consciousness was void, fused into manifested spiritual power, like pure gold liquid, flowing between the array patterns.

This is amplified gold-system spiritual power.

Also true, the strengthening power of the Wu Xing.

Mo Hua was overjoyed, a clear smile overflowing on his face.

Beside him, the Wu Xing little ghost had a stunned expression, then its pupils widened in shock.

What is this?

Gold spiritual absolute array?!

How did this little cultivator paint it?

When could he paint it?

When he just came in, wasn't he completely clueless about everything?

Sitting on the cushion, looking at the array disk, in just the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, he learned this absolute array?

The Wu Xing little ghost found it hard to believe.

It had been sitting on this cushion for several hundred years, looking at this array disk for several hundred years, but learned nothing...

This little cultivator sat down and just learned it?

The Wu Xing little ghost was dazed and lost, saying in its heart:

"I've impersonated an elder transmitting the Dao, lived for so long, seen so many array masters, and have never seen such a heaven-defying monster with such comprehension..."

"Is this little cultivator really a person?"

The Wu Xing little ghost was inwardly shocked, and suddenly a warning sign was born.

It looked up and just discovered that Mo Hua was looking at it, and his gaze was meaningful, obviously not good-intentioned...

It was like... looking at a five-colored pastry?

The Wu Xing little ghost involuntarily shivered and its voice trembled:

"You... what do you want to do?!"

Mo Hua's gaze was somewhat cold. He was thinking in his heart how to handle this Wu Xing little ghost...

According to reason, he wanted to kill it.

These ghost strange evil thoughts, even if they look harmless on the surface, are still a ghostly different kind, and their hearts must be different.

His divine thought is strong, and he is good at killing, so this Wu Xing little ghost just looks like it's trembling.

If his divine thought were weak, at best it would be teased and played with by it impersonating an elder transmitting the Dao. At worst, its true form would be revealed and he would be swallowed whole.

Moreover, Mo Hua's divine consciousness is still not strong enough.

These evil strange thought bodies, one can "eat" is one...

Mo Hua looked at the Wu Xing little ghost, just like a flower cat looking at a small mouse, his gaze becoming brighter and brighter...

A trace of shadow covered the heart of the Wu Xing little ghost.

The Wu Xing little ghost sternly said, "You can't kill me!"

"Why?"

"I helped you!"

"What did you help me with?"

"I..." The Wu Xing little ghost's thoughts turned quickly, and it quickly said, "I taught you the Wu Xing spiritual array!"

Mo Hua blinked his eyes. "Didn't you say you don't understand array formations and don't know the Wu Xing spiritual array? You don't know it yourself, how can you teach me?"

The Wu Xing little ghost was momentarily speechless, then rolled its eyes and said again:

"If it wasn't for me, you wouldn't know 'divine consciousness transforms into the Dao' and wouldn't be able to comprehend the Wu Xing absolute array..."

Mo Hua was startled. He thought for a while and felt there was some reason to it.

This Wu Xing little ghost also helped him indirectly...

He still wanted to say something.

However, the Wu Xing little ghost's expression suddenly turned ferocious. It opened its mouth to reveal fangs and fiercely pounced towards Mo Hua, wanting to bite off Mo Hua's neck.

Its movement was very fast. In an instant, it was close to Mo Hua's body. Afterwards, its expression was ecstatic, its gaze greedy, and it opened its big mouth and bit down fiercely.

At stake was life and death, so it was too lazy to talk nonsense.

It could not leave its life and death to be decided by others' mercy.

So it struck first.

During the battle just now, it felt that it had already seen through Mo Hua's moves. His divine thought manifested, he was skilled in techniques, and during the battle, he always kept his distance.

Since that was the case, he must be good at long-range techniques and weak at close combat.

As long as it had an opportunity to get close, let it bite once. As long as it bit once, the Wu Xing poison would enter his body, and this little ghost would want to die without a burial place!

As the Wu Xing little ghost wished, it got close to Mo Hua's body. Under its gloomy fangs was Mo Hua's white and tender neck.

It bit down fiercely!

The next instant, its own upper and lower teeth bit down, getting a painful bite.

The Wu Xing little ghost's tooth bed was numb, and its heart was cold.

It bit into nothing...

It raised its head and looked.

He didn't know when, but Mo Hua had already drifted away like a fish, settling far away, his expression calm and composed, still with some regret:

"I just found some excuses for you and wanted to spare your life, but you just sought death..."

Panic appeared in the Wu Xing little ghost's eyes.

What's going on?

How did this little ghost escape?

It didn't have time to think carefully, then pounced towards Mo Hua again.

But Mo Hua's left hand made a virtual grip, condensing a water prison technique. His right hand pointed, and a fireball technique appeared.

The Wu Xing little ghost was instantly fixed in place by the water prison technique and suffered one fireball technique after another...

It felt a burning pain on its body and felt bitter in its heart.

How could it be so unlucky to bump into this little disaster star!

Seeing its body gradually dim, it immediately begged for mercy again:

"Little ancestor, I was wrong!"

Mo Hua ignored it, didn't listen to its explanation, and continued to bombard it with fireballs.

Seeing that it wasn't working, the Wu Xing little ghost gritted its teeth and said:

"Don't kill me, I'll tell you a secret!"

Mo Hua stopped and couldn't help but ask, "True secret or false secret?"

The Wu Xing little ghost grabbed onto a life-saving straw and quickly said:

"True!"

Mo Hua then said, "You tell me first."

The Wu Xing little ghost's eyelid twitched, and it hesitated, "If I tell you, will you let me go?"

Mo Hua's expression turned cold, "Are you threatening me?"

The Wu Xing little ghost sneered and was about to speak mockingly, but saw Mo Hua's aggressive posture and the technique condensing on his finger, looking like he wouldn't agree to anything, wouldn't listen to the secret, and just wanted to send it to heaven.

The Wu Xing little ghost was startled and quickly said, "Dare not, dare not!"

It complained in its heart.

This little ancestor, how come he doesn't eat soft or hard and doesn't reason?

Mo Hua's expression eased slightly and he said:

"You tell me first, and I'll consider whether or not to let you go after I hear it."

A "person" at the eaves has to bow their head.

The Wu Xing little ghost hesitated for a moment, sighed, and had to say:

"This secret is what I myself discovered secretly over these past several hundred years..."

It looked at Mo Hua, pointed to the gathering of wood carvings of array masters around, the array patterns everywhere, the wide array disk, and the solemn Dao field, and said solemnly:

"This Dao field is actually a fake Dao field..."

"Inside the shrine, there is still one... true Dao field hidden!"

True Dao field?

Mo Hua obviously didn't believe it. He raised his small hand and was about to continue charbroiling the little ghost.

The Wu Xing little ghost immediately swore an oath and said:

"It's true, if I say false words, I must be soul scattered and spirit destroyed, and die without a burial place!"

Mo Hua was startled.

Making such a ruthless oath?

He thought for a while and nodded slightly, "You tell me carefully."

The Wu Xing little ghost breathed a sigh of relief, then said:

"This shrine looks simple, but it is a dwelling place for gods, an object for depositing divine thought. The inheritance methods inside are beyond the capabilities of high-level cultivators with profound divine consciousness..."

"How could such an exquisite shrine be simply used to teach a first-grade absolute array?"

The Wu Xing little ghost said in a low voice:

"I have been trapped in the shrine guarding the Dao field for several hundred years. In this time, I have seen not a few Wu Xing Sect cultivators, heard not a few Wu Xing Sect secrets, and explored within this shrine myself. Finally, I discovered that within this shrine, there are two different Dao fields..."

The Wu Xing little ghost pointed to the ground, "This Dao field now is the 'transmission of merit' Dao field, which only transmits the Wu Xing absolute array..."

"There is still one more Dao field..."

The Wu Xing little ghost's voice trembled slightly, "It is the true 'inheritance' Dao field."

"In the inheritance Dao field, the Wu Xing Sect's true inheritance, which has never been shown to people, is sealed!"

After the Wu Xing little ghost finished speaking, it secretly glanced at Mo Hua.

It originally thought that after saying this sentence, Mo Hua would be overjoyed, excited, and greedy, at least curious...

But Mo Hua's expression was as calm as water.

He instead asked, "What is the true inheritance of the Wu Xing Sect?"

The Wu Xing little ghost paused and shook its head.

"Have you been to the true inheritance Dao field?"

The Wu Xing little ghost shook its head again.

Mo Hua said again, "You said this inheritance has never been shown to 'people'. Then how do you know?"

"Because you are a 'ghost'?"

This joke was very cold.

The Wu Xing little ghost couldn't laugh and could only shake its head.

"Good!" Mo Hua nodded, his gaze a bit dangerous, "In order to live, you're making up stories, dragging out time, and still trying to deceive me!"

It is already very good that the Wu Xing Sect can have the Wu Xing spiritual array.

Besides this, what else could there be, a so-called "true inheritance"?

Master never mentioned this matter.

How could this little ghost know?

Even if we take ten thousand steps back and say there is this inheritance, this Wu Xing little ghost, who doesn't understand array formations, couldn't possibly distinguish it.

It has been sitting on this Dao field cushion for several hundred years.

It has seen the "divine consciousness transforms into the Dao" demonstration in the Wu Xing spiritual array countless times, but it is still as blind as ever and knows nothing.

At this level, can it still know the Wu Xing Sect's "true inheritance"?

It's likely that even if this inheritance were placed in front of it, it would be completely clueless, like looking at a heavenly book, knowing nothing.

This Wu Xing little ghost is full of lies, keeping it is useless.

Killing intent appeared in Mo Hua's eyes.

The Wu Xing little ghost looked at Mo Hua's gaze, its expression greatly shocked, and finally spoke its trump card:

"It's true, I know the entrance!"

Mo Hua's gaze slightly condensed, "The true, inheritance Dao field entrance?"

The Wu Xing little ghost quickly nodded.

Mo Hua didn't comment, only said:

"Show me."

The Wu Xing little ghost hesitated again and again, and finally said helplessly:

"Okay..."

It walked into the Dao field, walked onto the Dao field above, walked near the cushion, then sighed slightly, picked up the cushion, flipped it over, and placed it back in its original position.

"Flip the cushion over and sit on it again, and you can see the true inheritance Dao field!"

Mo Hua's eyelid twitched.

This Wu Xing little ghost might not be lying...

The cushion transmits the Dao, one positive and one negative, one surface and one inside.

One for transmitting merit, one for inheritance.

On the surface, it is just an ordinary shrine, just the same Dao field, but within the cushion, there is another universe hidden.

This kind of planning is truly exquisite and unparalleled.

Mo Hua looked at the Wu Xing little ghost again, still with vigilance in his heart.

The Dao field might be real, but he was still not reassured about this little ghost.

However, there wasn't much time left...

Although Mo Hua didn't calculate, he knew that it had been almost two hours since he entered the shrine Dao field.

When the hour is up, he will leave.

Once he leaves, it is estimated that he will never enter this hidden array pavilion of the Wu Xing Sect again.

Mo Hua really wanted to know if the Wu Xing Sect truly had this inheritance Dao field...

"Should I... just take a look?"

Mo Hua stepped closer to the cushion, but was still a bit hesitant.

Just at this moment, a sudden change occurred.

A startling momentum suddenly burst out from around him.

Mo Hua shuddered in his heart and glanced out of the corner of his eye, only to see that the Wu Xing little ghost's expression had changed. It was no longer timid, but cold and ferocious.

Five-colored light greatly flourished on its body.

At the same time, its sharp claws also went straight for Mo Hua's heart meridian.

Did this Wu Xing little ghost hide its strength?

Mo Hua frowned, but also faced the danger without fear, displaying the Passing Water Step. In haste, he narrowly escaped and avoided the Wu Xing little ghost's sharp claws.

But while retreating, one foot also involuntarily stepped onto the cushion.

The cushion suddenly produced a powerful suction, pulling Mo Hua in.

Mo Hua only felt the world turn upside down, the scenery became blurred and changed, and then he fell into a void...

And his figure also completely disappeared from the transmission of merit Dao field.

The Dao field was empty.

The Wu Xing little ghost laughed:

"Good!"

"Good!"

"It wasn't a waste for me to pretend and endure humiliation for so long!"

It looked at the position where Mo Hua had just disappeared above the cushion again, and sneered: "Even if you are talented, smart, and have many schemes, you will still be trapped and die in this shrine Dao field, never to be free!"

The Wu Xing little ghost was then overjoyed: "After several hundred years, I can finally escape and be born!"

Just at this moment, the incense had already burned out.

Two hours had already passed.

The Wu Xing little ghost no longer hesitated and transformed into an escaping light, escaping out of the shrine...

And at this moment, Senior Zhuang, who was sitting on the third floor drinking tea and nourishing his spirit, suddenly opened his eyes.

The grand elder stood up and laughed calmly, "The hour is up, I should go and invite Senior's distinguished disciples out. I don't know how they have learned..."

Senior Zhuang, however, said, "No hurry."

The grand elder's smile gradually subsided, "Senior, what do you mean?"

"Nothing," Senior Zhuang said calmly, "This tea is not bad, you can accompany me and drink a little more."

The grand elder was slightly angry and said with a smile that wasn't a smile, "Senior has already drunk for two hours. No matter how good the tea is, have you not drunk enough?"

"I've had enough, but I have a Dao friend, he hasn't drunk yet." Senior Zhuang smiled slightly.

"Dao friend?"

The grand elder was startled, then his gaze moved slightly, and he discovered that in the empty seat on the right side, an old and dull old man was sitting at some point.

This person was exactly Elder Kui.

The grand elder said angrily, "Senior Zhuang..."

He hadn't finished speaking when he saw Elder Kui raise his head and look at him.

This gaze went straight to his heart, making him feel as if he had fallen into an ice cave, his whole body cold.

The grand elder staggered several steps before standing steady. He immediately changed his tone and said gently and politely, "Senior Zhuang... Senior, please take your time, no hurry, no hurry..."

After finishing speaking, the grand elder still had lingering fears and wiped his cold sweat.

He wanted to look at Elder Kui again, but he didn't dare to look, only feeling fear in his heart.

What cultivation level is this old man...

The grand elder was shocked and fearful in his heart, but he didn't dare to say anything more.

However, it was good that the incense had already burned out, the shrine was closed, and the Dao could not be manifested.

Those several little ghosts, even if they stayed inside, wouldn't learn anything.

Staying for a little longer also didn't matter.

The grand elder breathed a sigh of relief and comforted himself.

Senior Zhuang was calm on the surface, but waves rippled in his heart. He hid his fingers in his sleeve, pinching hand seals. A moment later, his gaze was slightly shocked.

This little disciple of his seemed to have discovered something unexpected...

Senior Zhuang pondered for a moment, his gaze gradually becoming solemn.

What secrets did the ancestors of the Wu Xing Sect still hide...

(End of this chapter)