Under One Person: From Nascent Soul to Great Sacred Body

Moreover, refining a divine mask is far easier with just one strand than with a whole one.

Then, amidst Xia Liuqing's puzzled expression, Jingming directly extracted a wisp from the divine mask and began refining it using the refining method taught by his teacher.

Spiritual interaction and harmonious interaction of vital energy.

Soon, Jingming refined this wisp of divine essence mask.

The divine mask fluttered up and down in Jingming's hands, as graceful as a dragon in flight and as agile as a startled swan.

"Can it still be like this?"

Looking at the divine mask threads in Jingming's hand, Xia Liuqing blinked involuntarily, while Li Muxuan beside her was filled with curiosity and envy.

[Observation] [Entering stillness] [Guidance] [Lotus Dharma Body] [Connecting to the Mysterious Realm]

With the activation of the five abilities, tiny specks of fluorescent light slowly emerged in the surrounding air, heading towards the divine mask threads that were moving between Jingming's hands.

This is Nezha's "divine belief".

As "belief in the gods" was drawn into the threads of the divine mask.

The threads of the divine mask also began to slowly change, and soon they transformed into a colorful thread.

"It looks like it's done."

"I don't know if it's because I'm a genius or because of my interface."

Jingming opened his eyes from his trance and looked at the shimmering, colorful silk threads floating in front of him.

Then, the colorful threads were propelled upwards, floating above the head and disappearing into the hair.

"With the [Guidance] and [Communication with the Netherworld] abilities in place, there's no need to overemphasize the style of the divine mask."

"In this way, one can be said to have a proper method for cultivating oneself."

Although his Tai Chi skills are not bad either, the visual effects and mystique can't compare to "divine manifestation"!

"Then let's call this the life-saving hair."

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 24 Starving Dead in the Mountains

"You're done with that?!"

Standing in front of Jingming, Xia Liuqing stared at Jingming with wide eyes and said.

"Oh no, I was just experimenting with something the teacher gave me."

Jingming smiled and propped himself up from the ground.

"Senior brother, you don't actually believe I can complete my cultivation in a single day, do you?"

“My teacher told me that the divine mask must be used in conjunction with Nuo dance to cultivate and collect ‘faith in the gods’.”

"My identity means I'm destined to be inferior to my senior brother when it comes to the divine mask."

Jingming shook his head and said to Xia Liuqing with a regretful expression.

"is it?"

Xia Liuqing blinked, unsure whether to be happy or angry.

Does the divine aspect have such limitations?

They formed theatrical troupes simply to better collect "divine beliefs."

"of course."

Jingming nodded slightly and said with a confident expression.

"Does that mean I can't stand seeing Deok-joo turn into Nezha?"

Li Muxuan, who had been squatting on a bench watching for a long time, said with a regretful expression.

"How about you, Baldy, lend Deok-joo your god mask for a moment?"

Then Li Muxuan turned his eyes and looked at Xia Liuqing.

“Sure, I’d like to have a chance to assess my junior brother’s abilities.”

Xia Liuqing did not refuse and readily agreed, then took out her divine mask from her bosom.

He's the senior student now!

"Thank you, senior brother."

"But I think it's getting dark now."

"How about I demonstrate it for you again another day, senior brother?"

Jingming pointed to the sun, which was beginning to slowly set in the west.

"Alright, I'll give you some proper guidance next time."

Hearing Jingming's words, Xia Liuqing nodded slightly and then put away the divine mask.

Li Muxuan, standing to the side, curled his lip in displeasure.

He didn't see anything good-looking.

However, he was powerless to change the established facts before him.

He cannot watch it unless Jingming agrees.

"Haha, let's go backstage and ask the teacher when we're going to go eat!"

Jingming glanced at Li Muxuan, whose face showed resentment, and then smiled at Xia Liuqing.

"It's still a bit early; the performance won't be finished until at least 7 PM."

Xia Liuqing shook her head, then spoke.

Evenings are when most people have free time.

It's getting late and everyone should be asleep.

"Let's go see which senior brothers and sisters are performing! Let's go check it out!"

Jingming smiled again and said.

A single hair could be Nezha, or it could be Yang Jian!

"Go ahead, but most of the senior brothers and sisters haven't attained Qi or the Dharma, so their performances lack charm."

Xia Liuqing nodded indifferently, and then led Jingming and Li Muxuan into the theater.

"it is good!!"

"color!"

"Watch and enjoy!"

As soon as you enter the theater, cheers and applause greet you.

When emotions are running high, it's easy for "spirit" to leak out.

Through the methods taught by her teacher, Jingming was able to clearly perceive these related emotions.

"The founder of Nuo dance, who came up with the idea of ​​following the path of traditional opera, was truly a genius."

Compared to Nuo dance, which has to be performed at a specific time and place, traditional opera is not subject to so many restrictions.

The three of them found a spot to stand.

Li Muxuan, who was standing to the side, wanted to shout out when he saw something exciting, but when he saw Jingming's calm and serene expression, he subconsciously shut his mouth.

Jingming, however, was simultaneously using the methods of "contemplation" and those taught by Master Huang, quietly sensing the joys and sorrows of the audience below.

In this world, watching a play is undoubtedly a good way to vent one's emotions.

Cheer loudly when the performance is brilliant, and shout loudly when you feel empathy.

观，

Observe others

Observe yourself

Avalokiteshvara.

The expressions on the faces of the people below the stage were reflected in Jingming's heart, making him compare them with his own.

"boom!"

"it is good!"

When the performance reached its climax, everyone became friendly with each other; when the mood turned somber, they shook their heads and sighed, like the ebb and flow of the tide.

"Hey, Deok-joo, the show's over."

Unbeknownst to him, Jingming, who had entered a meditative state, was awakened by Li Muxuan's slap.

"Oh, is the show over?"

"Then we should go eat."