5000 years of urban cultivation

Chapter 893 The Lost Secret Art

After Jiang Ling obtained the soul of the Nine-Tailed Sky Fox from the Sky Fox Clan, he brought it to Sikong Nihong, which surprised her greatly.

"By the way, I want to give you a reward. This thing has a greater effect on me than anything else in the world."

Sikong Nihong took out a jade token.

"No need." Jiang Ling hastily declined.

"Are you kidding me? There must be a reward." She kept shaking her head.

"I'm embarrassed to ask for your things again. You have helped me so much."

"Helping you and paying you are two different things."

Regardless of Jiang Ling's refusal, a faint red light bloomed between her brows, projecting on the jade tablet, instilling some unknown energy into the jade tablet.

"Take it."

She handed the jade tablet to Jiang Ling.

"What?" Jiang Ling looked at her strangely.

"It's precious if you say it's precious, and it's really useless if you say it's useless. It's not a material thing. You'll know it when you look at it."

Jiang Ling was puzzled by what Sikong Nihong said.

"it is good."

Jiang Ling took the jade card, and went in with his spiritual sense to read the information.

The amount of information is very large, and Jiangling watched it for 10 minutes before finishing it.

"This is!"

With his consciousness returning, Jiang Ling looked at Sikong Nihong in horror.

"It's the condensed method of the sea of ​​consciousness, or the cultivation method of the sea of ​​consciousness, which makes the sea of ​​consciousness have the ability of the soul."

Sikong Nihong answered Jiangling with a chuckle.

"Don't show it to others easily. This kind of thing is my treasure. Since ancient times, the method of condensing the sea of ​​​​spiritual consciousness has been completely lost."

"Before the ancient times, few monks knew how to cultivate the sea of ​​consciousness, so their sea of ​​consciousness was very fragile. Once the sea of ​​consciousness was invaded, they could only rely on their souls to fight for their lives."

Seeing that Jiang Ling didn't quite understand, Sikong Nihong explained it to Jiang Ling in detail.

"In the past, how many things in the world of cultivation have been lost? The cultivation method of the sea of ​​​​spiritual consciousness is too useful, and I have never heard of it before."

After listening to Sikong Nihong's explanation, Jiang Ling was amazed.

The sea of ​​consciousness is the place where the soul is bred, just like an egg, the shell is the sea of ​​consciousness, the soul is the egg white, and the core of the soul is the yolk.

As long as the soul is injured without hurting the soul core, it is a trivial matter. Once the soul core collapses, then this person is useless.

The special skills that Sikong Nihong gave Jiang Ling are used to strengthen the "eggshell" and use the "eggshell" to attack the enemy.

The soul can attack and defend, so can the sea of ​​consciousness. As a place to breed souls, the sea of ​​consciousness has infinite potential. If it is used well, it is far more powerful than the soul.

The most intuitive benefit of cultivating the Sea of ​​Consciousness is that it can protect the soul, and the enemy's soul invasion will be blocked in the Sea of ​​Consciousness.

What's more, the sea of ​​consciousness can be used to attack the enemy.

When some powers fight to their peak, all kinds of phantoms will appear strangely above their heads, and those phantoms will increase their strength somewhat as the powers attack and defend.

Some of those phantoms are supernatural powers, and some are formed by the unknowing release of the power of the sea of ​​​​spiritual consciousness.

If you take the initiative to cultivate the Sea of ​​Consciousness, you can strengthen the strength of the phantom, and then the power generated in the phantom will be fed back to Jiang Ling.

"Have you cultivated?" Jiang Ling looked at Sikong Nihong.

"Well, my sea of ​​consciousness was successfully condensed by Jiang Ling, wrapping it in the shape of a closed world."

Sikong Nihong told Jiang Ling without any concealment.

"When I need to make a move, I can exert the power of two people, one is my body, and the other is the combined power of soul and sea of ​​consciousness."

"Show me a demonstration?" Jiang Ling was very curious about what Sikong Nihong said, "One person exerts two strengths".

"Shh."

She retreated far away, and then a phantom appeared behind her, and then a huge blurred image appeared strangely above her head.

The difference between the two images is that the one behind is real, while the one above Sikong Nihong's head is a phantom.

"See, the phantom above my head. Look carefully. Right now, it's just the power of the Sea of ​​Consciousness released. Later, I'll let the power of the soul also be released to merge with the power of the Sea of ​​Consciousness."

She moved her tendons, and then heard a muffled sound of "Peng", and the phantom above her head expanded again, and the phantom became more condensed, making it look the same as the real one.

If the original phantom was a body without a soul, then the current phantom is complete.

"Like me, releasing the power of the soul can not only form a second combat force, but also take into account the battle of the body. The strength of the phantom power depends on the strength of the soul and the sea of ​​​​spiritual consciousness."

She put away the two phantoms, retracted her strength into her body, and regained her calm.

"Phantom uses the power of the sea of ​​consciousness as the body and the power of the soul as the core, so when you usually improve your cultivation and physical strength, you'd better take into account the cultivation of the soul and the sea of ​​consciousness."

She specifically entrusted Jiang Ling.

"I learned a lot again."

Accepting the jade token, Jiang Ling was filled with emotion.

In fact, the information in the jade card is not so precious, it is just various methods of cultivating the sea of ​​consciousness, and the specific cultivation still depends on Jiang Ling himself.

Sikong Nihong cultivated his sea of ​​consciousness into a phantom wrapped around the world, Jiang Ling has not yet figured out how to cultivate his own sea of ​​consciousness.

The sea of ​​divine consciousness cultivated by each person is different. This involves the soul, which is much more difficult than the cultivation of ordinary supernatural powers and exercises.

"If you have no idea, you can take a look at my sea of ​​consciousness, look at the structure of my sea of ​​consciousness, the appearance of the sea of ​​consciousness is the appearance of phantoms outside, so you must be careful, and you must be with me. You fit yourself."

Sikong Nihong guided Jiang Ling's divine thoughts into her mind, allowing Jiang Ling to closely observe the structure of her divine consciousness sea.

Jiang Ling looked at it for a while, then left her sea of ​​consciousness, these are her privacy after all, it's not good for Jiang Ling to look too much.

"The situation outside is chaotic, I have to go and shake the scene first."

Jiang Ling didn't have time to practice yet.

"Okay, let's go. I also know that the most troublesome thing is the race war. I suggest that the human race should not be the ruler of the world anymore, and a part of the power and area should be properly assigned to other races."

"I know this, the best way now is to coexist peacefully." Jiang Ling nodded in response.

"Well, but you have to remember one thing, even if they coexist peacefully, the human race must maintain the highest status, and cannot be reduced to the same class as cats and dogs."

She emphasized to Jiang Ling.

"I understand that as a member of the human race, the interests of me and the Feixian Empire are linked to the human race. I will not let the human race fall to that level."

At the beginning of the origin of life, when the human race first appeared and did not develop, it was very small, looked down upon by all races, despised and bullied by all ethnic groups.

Now that the human race has grown stronger, it will definitely not go backwards.

"About this matter, only you can handle it in the current world. Among the emperors who have been born, you are the most powerful and powerful."

"Well, it's time to stabilize the various races. If this fight continues, it will affect the civilization process of the human race."

Jiang Ling originally wanted to gather the leaders of the human forces to discuss peace matters.

"Don't go, wait a minute."

Sikong Nihong called Jiang Ling to stop, and stretched out his palm towards Jiang Ling.

When Jiang Ling felt strange, light flashed in her palm, and a red and gold jade seal appeared out of thin air.

"This is." Jiang Ling frowned, and at a glance he knew it was Sikong Nihong's jade seal.

"It's the jade seal of our Sikong Empire, which represents me. You take my jade seal with you. If you want to negotiate with foreign races, take out the jade seal to frighten them."

"Ah, that's not right, this is your jade seal, it's not appropriate for me to carry it."

Jiang Ling hastily shied away.

Just kidding, how could Jiang Ling accept Sikong Nihong's jade seal.

Afterwards, Sikong Nihong ignored Jiangling's refusal and temporarily handed over the jade seal to him for safekeeping.

Jiang Ling asked someone to contact the publicity channel to prepare for an announcement ceremony.

If we want to make peace with the alien race and the spirit race, we need everyone to sit together and talk, and naturally we need Jiangling to spread the word.

After a short period of intense preparation, Jiangling issued an announcement in front of the Feixian Empire three days later, and all foreign races whose powers were on the table could receive information from Jiangling.

As for whether they are willing to sit down and make peace, that is their business. Anyway, Jiangling has plenty of ways to deal with them.

After making the announcement to the outside world, Jiang Ling immediately asked people to send a message to the major forces of the race, inviting them to work with Jiang Ling to facilitate peace talks.

Since the power of the human race is respected by the Feixian Empire, no one rejected Jiang Ling, and even Qiankun Zong gave Jiang Ling an affirmative reply.

When the situation in the world is stable, the major forces can compete for hegemony.

How can you develop power in such a mess like now?

Fighting back and forth all day without making any progress, today they occupied an area of ​​the Yaozu, but tomorrow that area will be captured by the Human Race, this is a waste of work.

After the forces of Jiangling and the others passed Qi, they set the location of the peace talks in a basin.

Due to the terrain, the basin is easy to attack and difficult to defend, so no major force has set its base camp in the basin.

It is also because of the terrain that it is easy to gather vitality, resulting in a much higher concentration of vitality in the basin than in other places.

Jiang Ling set the location here to prevent foreigners from making irresponsible remarks and being afraid in his heart.

If everyone was gathered in the Feixian Empire, the foreigners would be worried that Jiang Ling would take advantage of his strength and kill them at home.

There is no force taking root in this basin, and the alien races can come here with confidence.

The time is set for one month later, and the negotiations will officially start one month later.

The aliens who received the news gathered towards the basin one after another. Some aliens brought a few entourages, some brought 10,000+ troops, and some even brought millions of troops!

On the contrary, Jiangling's human race did not have a large army guarding the basin, and only a few people from each human race were present.

As the initiator of the peace talks, Jiang Ling had been waiting for them at the scene early on.

During the Jiangling retreat period, many emperors appeared in the world.

It stands to reason that only a few people from each race can appear, but considering that there are many sub-groups of many races, a lot of seats are arranged on the spot.

The site of the peace talks was isolated, and it was strictly forbidden for irrelevant personnel to watch. The 100-kilometer radius was emptied, and the troops brought by the foreign races had to stay 100 kilometers away and were not allowed to bring in.

In a blink of an eye, one month passed, and the scene was full of monks of all kinds, with all kinds of strange appearances, most of them were humanoid, and only a small number of aliens insisted on seeing people with their original appearance.

After seeing countless alien races, Jiang Ling had to admit that the appearance of human beings is the most beautiful and harmonious.

Alien races with normal aesthetics will all turn into human forms, and only when fighting will their bodies be exposed.

For some foreign team leaders who came early, Jiang Ling arranged for them to meditate nearby, and at the same time prepared drinks and food for them.

They are also free to roam the neighborhood, as long as they come back when the peace talks begin.

The leaders of the foreign races at the distance from the scene have different levels of cultivation. The powerful ones have the cultivation bases of top transcendents, and the weakest ones are only in the stage of transforming gods.

Those who are qualified to come to the peace talks are all influential forces and races.

"Brother, it was thousands of years after we parted, and we met again under such circumstances. I am really moved."

While Jiang Ling was observing the forces and the team leader at the scene, a hearty voice floated into Jiang Ling's ears from far to near.

Jiang Ling turned around following the voice, and saw a thin and handsome man.

He has a handsome face, is dressed in a Confucian robe, and has a sense of righteousness on his body.

"you are?"

After staring at him for a long time, Jiang Ling would be stunned for a while and couldn't remember who he was.

From what he said, it seemed that he was very familiar with Jiang Ling.

"It's really a gentleman who forgets things." The sleeves on his body were a little long, and when he swung his arms, the slightly long sleeves brought a breeze.

Jiang Ling frowned and recalled carefully, he spoke with the tone of the ancients, which was different from the speaking habits of people today, full of scholarly taste.

"Fang Jiuzhou, my name is Fang Jiuzhou, do you remember? 2 years ago, the one who had a drink with you in the restaurant."

Seeing Jiang Ling thinking hard, he didn't feel sorry for Jiang Ling, so he took the initiative to speak up.

"Ah, I know." As soon as he said the name, Jiang Ling remembered, "A disciple of Confucianism, Fang Jiuzhou!"

"Emperor Feixian still remembers Jiangling, it's my honor." He came up and hugged Jiangling gently.

"How can I forget it? The cultivation experience in the early years is a precious treasure." Jiang Ling said with a smile.

He was an old friend that Jiangling met by chance when he was traveling around the world 2 years ago. Although he only met once, the two chatted very well.

"Are you Confucianism born?"

After recounting the old days with Fang Jiuzhou, Jiang Ling asked strangely about the situation of Confucianism.

The leaders of the Confucian sect are comparable to the Daoist masters, and they are all figures from the ancient times. They have not shown up before, and they will not be born in such a short time.

If the Confucian school was born, then the host should be the disciples of the descendants.

"I haven't been born yet, and the sages are still asleep. We juniors have awakened, but no one dares to leapfrog to take charge of the Confucianism, so we have to wait for a sage to wake up and preside over the overall situation."

Fang Jiuzhou answered Jiangling humbly.

What Jiang Ling saw from him was full of etiquette and hierarchy.

What Jiang Ling appreciates most about Confucianism is etiquette and the virtues of his disciples. Everyone is polite and knowledgeable.

"It takes a wise man to preside over the Confucian school. What level of person do you have to be? You can just talk about Jiangling and listen."

After talking to him a few words, Jiang Ling became interested.

"At the very least, you have to be at the level of a holy king to be qualified to preside over the Confucian sect."

Fang Jiuzhou thought for a moment and replied.

"Then I'm afraid you will have to wait for a while."

After a preliminary understanding, Jiang Ling saw through the Confucianism, which is a fanatical organization for academic research, and it is not suitable for Jiang Ling.

The Feixian Empire needs a state religion, and Jiangling has been looking for a suitable religion in recent years.

I thought about Daoism, no way, Confucianism, no way, I have to wait.

Fang Jiuzhou took over the task from above this time and came to represent Confucianism.

After chatting with him for a long time, the peace negotiations started, and Jiang Ling and Fang Jiuzhou separated.

"Is everyone here?"

"There are still some races and forces that haven't sent people here." Among the crowd, a man with a leopard head growled.

"Then don't worry about them. Let's talk peace first. We'll talk about their affairs later. Let's settle the immediate matter first."

A female monk smiled lightly.

Those present were all bigwigs from various races and forces. Jiang Ling had to keep a low profile. He had made a high profile many times before. He had to learn to cover up his edge, otherwise he would be easily targeted.

"Everyone, please take your seats."

After a simple exchange of greetings, Qiankunzong Chen Mu waved his arm, the space vibrated, and countless seats suddenly appeared in midair.

These seats are carved out of the void, and the seats are divided into two pieces, facing each other, so that the leaders who are seated can talk face to face.

Such a design is costly, but the advantage is that everyone is taken care of, and there is no distinction between positions.

If you follow the ordinary seat layout, the inner seats are more important, and the outer seats will be awkward.

As a result, many people will feel unbalanced, which will affect the peace talks.

"good."

Seeing such a seat design, the team leaders kept admiring, seeing Jiangling's sincerity.

After being seated, Jiang Ling and the others elected Yuan Tiangang's past life as the representative to speak.

"Peace talks are necessary to stop race wars. Our human race is willing to share the human world with all races, but there is one thing we want to emphasize. The human race will be the dominant race among thousands of races."

Yuan Tiangang faced all the team leaders seriously in his previous life.

"Wow."

As Jiang Ling expected, a pot exploded on the spot.

"Fart, why should the human race dominate? Since it is a shared human world, let's share it, and why do you say that the human race dominates?"

The aliens all disagree.

"Because all your alien races are united, and you can only barely draw with the human race with serious internal fighting."

Jiang Ling sat on the space seat with a cold tone.

The eyes of the aliens were all cast on Jiang Ling, some were jealous, some were angry, and some were full of murderous intent.

"Is not it?"

Sikong Nihong sat beside me and echoed me loudly.

"who are you?"

The aliens knew Jiang Ling's identity and strength, and they didn't dare to vent their anger on me. When they saw Sikong Nihong, they immediately became angry and vented all their anger on her.

"Hehe." Sikong Nihong smiled slightly, his expression calm.

(End of this chapter)