“What is there to teach about the fireball technique…
Mo Hua, who had spent four or five days practicing the fireball technique a hundred times, was stunned.
He thought he had learned almost everything, but what he said was tantamount to telling him that he actually hadn’t learned anything yet…
“Grandpa Puppet, what other spells can you teach me?”
Mo Hua is a bit looking forward to it.
“There is no need to teach spells, the fireball spell is enough.” Puppet Lao said.
Mo Hua was completely confused, “Then what are you going to teach me?”
The old man did not answer, but asked: “What is the first point in using magic?”
“Learn the spell first?” Mo Hua tried.
“This is the basics, not the main points. The first point is that you have to hit the enemy. No matter how powerful the spell is, if it cannot hit the enemy, it is useless, and learning it is in vain.” Puppet Lao said.
Mo Hua suddenly understood, but felt that this was a bit nonsense.
“If a spell wants to hit someone, what does it rely on?” Puppet Lao asked again.
“Divine consciousness.” Mo Hua replied.
“Why?”
Mo Hua thought for a moment and said:
“The luck of the spell depends on the divine consciousness, and the casting of the spell depends on the divine consciousness. The trajectory of the spell after it is cast is also controlled by the divine consciousness, so if the spell hits a person, it also relies on the divine consciousness.”
The old man nodded, “The world in the consciousness is different from the world seen with the naked eye. You know this, right?”
Mo Hua nodded.
The world seen by the naked eye has clear outlines and colorful and delicate colors.
When the monk’s spiritual consciousness is released, what he perceives is a void. Things in the void will have their specific outlines eliminated, leaving only the state of spiritual power.
In other words, the world in the monk’s spiritual consciousness is like colorful spiritual graffiti on a white paper.
What the spiritual consciousness sees is not the specific appearance of things, but the more essential spiritual state of things.
The old man continued: “The spell requires the guidance of spiritual consciousness. If it wants to hit, it needs to be ‘seen’ by spiritual consciousness first.”
“Grandpa Puppet, can’t you see with your eyes?” Mo Hua asked.
“The eyes are too easily deceived. Monks only use their eyes to see, which is stupid.”
Mo Hua nodded.
The old man picked it up casually, and a green and narrow bamboo leaf fell between his fingers.
“You use the fireball technique to hit this bamboo leaf from three feet away.”
Mo Hua was worried that the fireball technique would hurt the puppet master, but he assessed the difference in cultivation between the two parties and wisely did not say anything.
His fireball technique is probably not enough to warm the puppet boss’s hands…
Mo Hua retreated three feet away and let go of his spiritual consciousness. The world in his spiritual consciousness was completely white, and the bamboo leaf floated in the air, showing a light green afterimage of spiritual power.
But in this white world, there is no trace of the old man.
Mo Hua knew that this was the reason why the spiritual consciousness gap between the two sides was too big.
Those with weak spiritual consciousness cannot spy on monks with strong spiritual consciousness.
“Grandpa Puppet, I’m here.”
After Mo Hua finished speaking, he activated the fireball technique and flew towards the spiritual afterimage of the bamboo leaves in his consciousness.
The fireball technique hit the bamboo leaf, burning the emerald green bamboo leaf into flying ashes, but the old man holding the bamboo leaf was unscathed.
The old man flipped his fingers and grabbed another bamboo leaf.
This time he released his two fingers, and the bamboo leaves between his fingers slowly floated up, flying in the air with the wind.
“Use fireball to hit this one again.”
Mo Hua was in trouble, but he still held his breath and concentrated, using his spiritual consciousness to trace the trajectory of the bamboo leaf, and then cast the fireball technique.
The fireball technique flew into the air and missed the bamboo leaf.
“Do you know why it didn’t hit?”
Mo Hua scratched his head, “Did the bamboo leaves fly too fast?”
The old man waved his hand, and within a few inches, a strong wind was set off. The strong wind carried several bamboo leaves and flew rapidly in the air.
Puppet Lao flicked his fingers, and a few sparks flew out from his fingertips, then flew upwards, chasing the bamboo leaves in the air.
No matter how the bamboo leaves flew, they were eventually caught up by sparks, piercing them one by one and turning into ashes.
Mo Hua was stunned.
“Sacred consciousness locked.”
“Sacred consciousness locked…”
Mo Hua murmured, although he didn’t know what it was, but he was inexplicably shocked.
“The so-called divine consciousness locking is to lock the enemy with divine consciousness, so that no matter how he evades, he will not be able to escape the tracking of the spell.” Puppet said.
“Then if the divine consciousness is locked, will it definitely hit?” Mo Hua asked.
“Unless the opponent’s movement is too fast, faster than your spells, or he uses other spells or spiritual weapons to resist, he will not be able to escape.”
“Oh.” Mo Hua was a little excited and asked, “Then how do I lock it with my spiritual consciousness?”
“Release your spiritual consciousness to gain insight into the opponent’s spiritual power. If your spiritual consciousness attaches to it, you can lock its position.”
The old man spoke concisely and to the point, and then added: “It sounds complicated, you will understand after you do it a few times.”
After the puppet master finished speaking, he picked up another bamboo leaf with his fingers and said, “Try locking it.”
Mo Hua nodded, followed what the old man said, released his spiritual consciousness, and used his spiritual consciousness to see into the spiritual state of the bamboo leaves. After that, he naturally felt a feeling of “insight lock”.
Just like drawing a formation, once you understand the formation, the entire formation will be imprinted in your mind.
The ink painting locked the bamboo leaves with spiritual consciousness.
The old man looked at the ink painting, his eyes focused.
Do you learn so quickly…
“Is it because the spiritual consciousness is too strong?” Puppet Lao said silently in his heart.
After a moment of silence, the old man loosened his fingers, and the bamboo leaves flew into the air.
Mo Hua closed his eyes and pointed to his luck. The light red fireball condensed between his fingers and flew into the air with his thoughts. After drawing an arc, it hit the flying bamboo leaves and burned them into flying ash.
Mo Hua opened his eyes and smiled happily.
The old man nodded, “You learned well.”
“Grandpa Puppet, you taught me well!”
The old man was noncommittal.
Mo Hua thought for a moment and then asked: “Then what should I do if my consciousness cannot lock on the other party?”
“The best way,” Puppet Lao looked at Mo Hua and said, “is to run.”
Mo Hua was stunned, and then understood.
If your spiritual consciousness cannot be locked, it means that the opponent’s spiritual consciousness is far stronger than yours, and his natural cultivation level is far better than yours. If you don’t run, you are waiting for death, and taking action is equivalent to courting death.
“If you really can’t run, or if you can’t escape, you can only rely on your eyes or your feelings.” Puppet Lao said.
Just leave it to fate…
Mo Hua thought silently.
“Then how can I avoid being targeted by my opponent’s spiritual consciousness?” Mo Hua asked again.
“If your spiritual consciousness is stronger than your opponent’s, it will be difficult for him to lock you. If your spiritual consciousness is much stronger than your opponent’s, he will not be able to lock you.”
Mo Hua thought for a moment and then understood.
The stronger your spiritual consciousness is, the harder it will be for the other party’s spiritual consciousness to sense you, and naturally it will be harder for them to lock on to you.
Your consciousness is so strong that the other party cannot sense it, and the other party will naturally not be able to target you.
“There are also skills in the use of spiritual consciousness in fighting, but this cannot be taught. When you fight against monks in the future, you will slowly understand it yourself.” said the old man.
“Can’t you teach me at all?” Mo Hua asked.
Puppet Lao explained: “Spiritual consciousness is different from spiritual power. Spiritual power can be traced, but spiritual consciousness is elusive. Monks can use meridians and acupuncture points to locate spiritual power, but they cannot use anything to define spiritual consciousness.”
“Therefore, the use of spiritual consciousness can only rely on your own experience and understanding. Even if I tell you, you don’t understand. Even if you understand, you may not be able to use it…”
Mo Hua nodded and carefully wrote down everything the puppet master said.
Although I don’t quite understand it now, I will definitely use it in the future.
The old man continued: “However, you don’t have to worry too much. Generally speaking, the gap between the spiritual consciousness of monks in the same realm is not so big that the opponent cannot lock it at all…”
The old man stopped when he said this, looked at the ink painting, and his eyes narrowed slightly.
Generally speaking, it is like this…
(End of chapter)