Chapter 191: Differentiation of Spiritual Consciousness, Letter From Li Gu
On the way back, Wu Yi was still recalling the battle between Hua Jianling and Ming Weiyan. If Wu Yi didn't see the class struggle behind the two of them, it would be understandable, but now that he has calmed down, it is wrong for him not to realize this secret.
However, even if he noticed the class struggle, with Wu Yi's current status, he could not get in touch with Xuan Xingsi's operation behind the scenes. He could only sigh that the inside of Yiqimen was not as harmonious as it looked on the outside, and he had to be more careful in the future.
When he went back, Zhi Tianxuan no longer deliberately slowed down. The dragon roared continuously, shook its head and tail, and dragged the cloud car in the air, leaving a trail of afterimages. The air even made a blasting sound. It returned to Shige in just two hours.
"Don't forget to copy the history books." Before leaving, Zhi Tianxuan did not forget to remind him.
Wu Yi sighed in his heart, but he did not forget to say: "Disciple understands."
Zhi Tianxuan disappeared from Wu Yi's sight, but Wu Yi did not dare to speculate whether he was still paying attention to him privately, but it was better to believe it than not to believe it, and it was definitely right to be cautious.
Wu Yi entered the stacked bookshelves. There were tens of thousands of books on these bookshelves that were taller than three of him, and they all needed to be copied in Xuanwen. Even though Wu Yi had already started this process, he still felt heavy in his heart when he thought about it.
He came to the place where he had copied before, and there were major events recorded by the first generation of the sect leader Hanxuzi when he was in charge of the sect.
Wu Yi had only finished copying the first book so far. He took down the second book and couldn't help but sigh: "It would be great if someone could help me."
Bai Ze, who was hiding somewhere, suddenly jumped out and landed on Wu Yi's shoulder. He sneered disdainfully. Behind the sneer was the hope that Wu Yi would give up this unrealistic idea as soon as possible. If Wu Yi really sought help from others, Zhi Tianxuan would definitely not hand over the inheritance to Wu Yi, which would be more trouble than gain.
Wu Yi glanced at Bai Ze and didn't refute anything. This guy relied on his high cultivation level to appear and disappear. Wu Yi didn't know whether he was there or not. The thoughts in his heart could only be hidden in the deepest part.
But Wu Yi couldn't keep his heart calm all the time. It was normal for his emotions to fluctuate. Wu Yi didn't know how much of his thoughts Bai Ze had heard, but it must be more than he imagined.
In fact, apart from meeting old friends, Bai Ze spent most of his time with Wu Yi. After all, Wu Yi, who was hiding the secret of the Burning Emperor, was the greatest treasure for him.
Although Wu Yi didn't know what Bai Ze was thinking, he should have overlapping and conflicting interests with him, just like the black beetle. Wu Yi needed to control this scale and try his best to protect his own interests.
Ignoring Bai Ze's sneer, Wu Yi must be defeated after the quarrel. After all, his knowledge was there. Wu Yi was still thinking about how to quickly copy the history books.
Zhi Tianxuan had actually given a solution to speed up the copying of history books, which was to practice the art of calculation. After Wu Yi practiced Taiyi Shenshu, his ability to deduce and write had indeed improved greatly, but there was still a big gap from the speed in Wu Yi's mind.
I couldn't find other people to copy, I could only rely on myself, but I was only one person. Wu Yi closed his eyes and frowned, thinking about the solution, hoping that this sharpening effort could reduce some of the woodcutting work.
"Wait." Wu Yi suddenly opened his eyes and thought of a solution. He stood up suddenly and shook Bai Ze on his shoulder.
Bai Ze, who was dozing off, was very dissatisfied when he was woken up. He used his mind reading skill to sense the method Wu Yi came up with, and couldn't help but mocking: "It is indeed feasible for you to differentiate several groups of spiritual consciousness and copy several historical books at the same time, but the consumption of spiritual consciousness is still the same, and you need to spend more time to restore spiritual consciousness."
There are generally two ways to improve efficiency, one is to improve quality, and the other is to increase quantity. Zhi Tianxuan's method should be regarded as improving quality, and Wu Yi's method now is to increase quantity.
However, the quantity is not so easy to increase. Wu Yi thought that since he couldn't ask others to help him, why not do multiple things at the same time and copy multiple books.
But as Bai Ze said, multitasking also consumes more spiritual consciousness, which is not necessarily much faster than copying one book at a time.
But since I have thought of this method, I have to give it a try, so as not to be scared off by Bai Ze's words. Besides, Wu Yi, who practiced shadow escape, is also experienced in this aspect.
Having made the decision, Wu Yi no longer waited, and his spiritual consciousness sank into the stone tablet world, and used several bodies that looked like him.
This was what he got when he was breaking through the ladder to heaven. It was the true self body that remained after the true self's spiritual wisdom was destroyed. It just happened to serve as the body of his shadow clone.
Since the true self's strength was not inferior to his, after the shadow clone entered these bodies, its strength could be instantly raised to the foundation-building realm, which was much stronger than other shadow clones without true self bodies.
And Wu Yi had a total of 108 such true self bodies, which formed the number of small Zhoutian. I don't know if it was the number of days, it was very magical.
After taking down four books in a row, Wu Yi planned to try to copy five books at the same time to see how the effect would be before making a decision.
After sending out four shadow clones, Wu Yi began to write furiously. The endless mysterious text came into his eyes, explaining the major events that happened ten thousand years ago.
One after another, the mighty and talented appeared, some achieved a high position, and some turned into a pile of yellow earth. They were glorious, desolate, and famous. They defeated the world, but also suffered from poison and died in a foreign land.
The history books connected the mighty with the most objective, calm, and direct words. There were winners, but more were losers hidden under the winners, becoming the white bones of the winners.
The mysterious texts were like tides, and the strange phenomena were changing. They all poured into Wu Yi's sea of consciousness, forcing Wu Yi to process and analyze them as quickly as possible and write them down.
The shadow clone is ultimately the differentiation of spiritual consciousness. With Wu Yi's current level of shadow escape, he is not qualified to evolve a shadow clone with independent consciousness and can analyze and handle things independently.
The content seen by the shadow clone will be gathered in Wu Yi's sea of consciousness, and then Wu Yi's sea of consciousness will send instructions, and the shadow clone will write down the mysterious text.
Although it looks simple, the most difficult part is that there must be no mistakes on the five lines, otherwise the work will fail. Once the Xuanwen is disordered, the previous text will be invalid.
The sound of turning books, copying books, the sound of spiritual energy flowing, and the sound of the image evolved from the Xuanwen, all kinds of sounds are mixed together, complicated and numerous.
Although Wu Yi, who was full of energy, felt a little pressure, he still persisted and spent three hours to copy five books. Compared with the three days he spent copying the first book, it was more than ten times faster.
The biggest reason is Taiyi Divine Numbers. The way of calculation has a unique advantage in deducing Xuanwen. At present, Xuanwen has the greatest impact on Wu Yi's copying speed. If he copied it with ordinary text, Wu Yi would have copied not only thirty books but also three hundred books in three hours. It would not be as difficult as it is now.
After a short rest and calming down the fluctuating spiritual consciousness, Wu Yi did not hastily increase the number of shadow clones. Five is roughly his current limit. If there are more, there is a high probability that there will be copying errors, which will affect the entire copying speed.
Wu Yi took down the five historical books and continued the previous operation. Bai Ze watched silently, his eyes lingering on the true self body and shadow clones for a long time.
He naturally knew the origin of the Shadow Escape technique. As a Taoist weapon, Bai Ze often talked with the spirit of the Sutra Pavilion, but he had never seen the true self body.
For others, it is good to be able to kill the true self. Who would deliberately leave it behind? If Wu Yi's strength had not increased greatly after enlightenment, he would not have been able to eliminate the consciousness and retain the body.
Two variables exist at the same time, plus Wu Yi's magnificent spiritual consciousness cultivated by visualizing the stone tablet, three variables coexist, even the knowledgeable Bai Ze dare not say lightly that he knows which direction things will develop next. Wu Yi is a mystery to him.
But the more this happened, the more Bai Ze clung to Wu Yi, wanting to squeeze every bit of secret out of Wu Yi.
After copying fifteen books in a row, Wu Yi's spiritual consciousness was mostly used up, and he could no longer copy. Writing Xuanwen requires a smooth process, and a slight pause in the middle would mean all the previous work would be wasted. Wu Yi was unwilling to take the risk, so he stopped, and it took him nearly a day.
For Wu Yi, the easiest way to restore his spiritual consciousness is to visualize the stele. On the one hand, it will increase the scope of the stele world and take a step further towards evolving into a small world. On the other hand, the increased stele world can produce more yin energy to make up for his consumed spiritual consciousness.
After one night, his spiritual consciousness was restored, and the stele world grew a little bit, almost nothing. Wu Yi's spiritual consciousness also grew a little, but almost nothing.
However, cultivation is like this. Only with the accumulation of quantity can a qualitative leap be achieved in the end. Most of the cultivators who dream of ascending to heaven in one step will be blocked by their inner demons and go astray.
Such ordinary days passed one by one, and in the blink of an eye, three months had passed. Wu Yi was constantly repeating his own cycle in the process of exhausting his spiritual consciousness to copy historical books, then recovering his spiritual consciousness, and then continuing to copy, without any worries.
In addition to the growth of the stone tablet world and the increase of spiritual consciousness, Wu Yi did not find that his heart was becoming clearer and clearer, and the remaining fire poison in his body was also gradually consumed, almost to nothing, as if this step was achieved naturally, and Zhi Tianxuan's initial goal was achieved.
Another day, after Wu Yi finished copying the book, a sound transmission note on his sleeve made a disturbing sound, and Wu Yi could not help but show a puzzled look. He had almost no intersection with others after entering the inner gate. Who would look for him at this time?
He took it out and saw that it was a message from Li Gu, "The Azure Realm will open in a month."
Wu Yi shook his head and thought about it. The Azure Realm was the place where the last true teaching dispute took place. It was a small realm attached to the Cangmang Realm. The two realms were connected from time to time, which meant that they were opened from time to time. It was the place where Zheng Guangming said he saw the so-called Purple Clear Spiritual Acupoint Stone. According to Li Gu, the Purple Clear Spiritual Acupoint Stone can improve the quality of the elixir.
Wu Yi stroked his green beard and bowed without thinking for long: "Master, I will go to the Azure Realm in a month. I beg you to allow me."