Chapter 273 Divine Consciousness

After returning to the room, the little fox asked as usual: "Do you need me to hide for a while?"

"Little fox, you are so sensible."

Little Fox: "...Actually, I just said it casually."

Tao Zi expressed her understanding and threw it to her fox cousin.

Jiao'er said disdainfully, "You're such a good fox, yet your master despises you like this. Do you have any shame?"

The little fox ran away and gave Jiao'er a claw: "Don't think I won't hit you. Besides, she is not my master!"

Jiao'er replied disdainfully: "Oh."

Tao Zi closed the door, ignored the sounds of fighting coming from inside, and returned to her room.

She sat on the chair and took out the doll from the storage ring.

The doll was covered with a thin black mist - just when the black mist surrounded her, she realized something was wrong.

Tao Zi stretched his finger towards the black fog, and felt a very faint chill. It was obvious that the ghost was either weak or dying.

A voice came from the bracelet: "When the evil spirit attacked you just now, it alarmed her, causing her to launch a desperate attack, but it was completely useless and even greatly weakened her strength. If you don't find a way, she will soon dissipate."

She frowned and said, "Senior, do you have any ideas?"

The senior said, "The only way I can think of is for you to form a bond with her and nourish her within your spiritual consciousness."

Tao Zi frowned even deeper, and the senior changed the subject: "Your spiritual awareness is quite good."

"Fine."

The senior said something else: "What I mean is that you have a good talent in spiritual awareness."

Tao Zi was stunned for a moment, then looked at the senior: "Is there any difference?"

He was helpless and asked, "What did your master teach you? You don't even know this?"

She pursed her lips and whispered, "Master disappeared without teaching me much."

The senior sighed and simply started telling her the story.

A person's spiritual consciousness is born with varying strengths. Similar to Daoist cultivation, cultivation can raise the upper and lower limits of spiritual consciousness. Physical cultivation also works, but the upper limit is far less than the former, and the lower limit is also the same. Whether or not one can cultivate to the upper limit depends on their ability.

Tao Zi further asked, "Senior, what do you think is the upper limit of my spiritual awareness?"

The senior gave her an answer that surprised her greatly: "Stronger than any cultivator I've ever met, and in no way inferior to Taoist and Buddhist cultivators. Tao Zi, you are quite talented in spiritual awareness, so why not practice more?"

She stood there, lost in thought, as the senior continued, "Spiritual awareness is also very important to physical cultivators. Just because ordinary physical cultivators may not be able to match the spiritual awareness of Dao cultivators doesn't mean you can't either."

Tao Zi thanked him and said, "I will pay attention to the techniques in this area."

He smiled, returned to the bracelet, and left a message: "Daoists usually have two means - spiritual energy and spiritual consciousness. We physical cultivators cannot compare with spiritual energy, but there is no reason to give up spiritual consciousness."

She stood there, and her inner demon emerged at this moment: "Actually, you don't have to listen to him. As long as you become a demon..."

Tao Zi said bluntly, "Shut up."

The inner demon snorted and said, "If you don't know how to appreciate a good person, you will regret it sooner or later."

As it spoke, it disappeared.

Tao Zi stood there. It was not that there were techniques specifically for cultivating spiritual consciousness, but they were too difficult to find and were rare. Generally speaking, no matter how much one cultivated, the spiritual consciousness of a person in the Xuanzhao period could not compare to that of a person in the Kaiguang period. Therefore, not many people had created techniques specifically for this purpose.

She stood there, touched the doll in her hand again, sighed, and had an idea in her mind.

In the early morning of the next day, more and more physical practitioners rushed back. They stood silently on the stage, waiting for Tao Zi to arrive.

When Tao Zi came over, they were not as active as Xi Jing and others, and just looked at her quietly.

It’s not just one or two days that physical cultivators have been looked down upon, and everyone wants to get rid of these gazes.

Zhou Qiandan said softly, "Daoyou, if we win this time, no matter what the result of the Golden Core stage is, everyone will be happy."

Tao Zi nodded and said, "I will win."

In this competition, the opponent is a disciple of the Sword Sect, who is good at swordsmanship and has reached the great perfection of the Spiritual Silence Stage.

He stood on the stage, without Zhou Xu's contempt or the ghost sect disciple's gloom. He cupped his hands and said calmly, "Fellow Daoist Tao, please give me your guidance."

Tao Zi also bowed and replied.

The moment the bell rang again, Tao Zi raised the hammer in his hand, not daring to be negligent at all.

The disciples of the Sword Sect tried their best from the beginning. Tao Zi represented physical cultivation, but he also represented Taoist cultivation.

The moment the Sword Sect disciple drew his sword from its sheath, the sound of sword ringing was heard and countless sword energies attacked Tao Zi.

She took them one by one, and rushed towards the Sword Sect disciple with the hammer in hand. His figure suddenly disappeared and appeared behind Tao Zi.

Tao Zi's body movements were not inferior to his, and she narrowly avoided his attack.

The sword disciple of the Sword Sect swung his sword, which turned into thousands of swords that attacked him. Tao Zi raised a hammer in one hand and formed a snake-shaped hand with the other to attack.

The two of them chased each other, and the offensive and defensive situations changed rapidly.

Compared with the previous two matches, this one was obviously much more exciting, both in terms of strength and moves.

Xi Jing was so nervous watching from the audience that she didn't even dare to open her mouth to cheer them on.

At this moment, Tao Zi suddenly appeared behind the Sword Sect disciple, and the hammer in his hand slipped out of his hand to block his dodge, forcing him to stand still.

At this instant, thick spiritual energy condensed on the vital parts of the Sword Sect disciples to prevent Tao Zi from launching a sneak attack.

She finally used her technique once more, stretching her fingers infinitely and holding them firmly over her disciple's head. At the moment he tried to cut them off with his sword, the five fingers exploded, leaving no blood or flesh. The fingers were as hard as iron, piercing straight at him like thousands of iron wires.

Turning fingers into swords is a move she likes very much.

Everyone looked at Tao Zi's finger, only to find that it had healed without any wound.

Qiu Xin, who was sitting in the audience, sighed, "Such a powerful self-healing speed can only be achieved by a physical cultivator."

Someone objected: "That's wrong. She's the only physical cultivator who can do that."

Tao Zi took this opportunity to pick up the pink hammer again.

The Sword Sect disciple had several more scars on his face, and his expression became more serious. The sword in his hand made several sword sounds, as if he was angry because his master was injured.

He stroked the sword, then stabbed his palm and smeared the blood on the sword.

When he attacked again, the sword energy was filled with blood and the momentum was comparable to that of a golden elixir.

Tao Zi moistened her lips unconsciously and became a little excited.

Dozens of sword energies blocked all her escape routes, forcing her to face the enemy head-on.

Thin spiritual energy circulated in his body. Tao Zi let a sword energy cut off his left arm, and held the hammer tightly with his right hand.

The people below sat up straight. Qiu Xuanhuan murmured, "Bone growth isn't very good during the Flesh Refining Stage. Will this hand be unusable for a while?"

Yue Qingya suddenly said: "No."

Qiu Xuanhuan looked over in confusion: "Huh?"

He remained silent. The broken arm had no bones.