Chapter 453: Manifestation
Chapter 454: Manifestation
“Using the Zhang family’s ancestor as practice?”
Mo Hua suddenly felt a surge of anticipation and then asked, “Master, how exactly does one manifest Divine-Sense for combat?”
Mister Zhuang smiled faintly, sipped the tea Mo Hua had brewed, and waited until the aftertaste returned before straightening and speaking slowly:
“As I mentioned earlier, the core is Divine-Sense, manifestation is the form, and control of objects is the method…”
“The essence of Divine-Sense being the core means that the power of your Divine-Sense attack is fundamentally based on the strength of the Divine-Sense itself.”
“A Qi-Refining stage Divine-Sense, no matter how clever or how many techniques it knows, is difficult to surpass the Divine-Sense of a Foundation Establishment stage cultivator.”
“Of course, this is on the premise of Divine-Sense being manifested.”
“If Divine-Sense is not manifested within the Sea of Consciousness, no matter how strong it is, it’s just like a fish on the chopping block—unable to resist, completely at the mercy of others.”
Mister Zhuang gave an example: “A first-rank Qi-Refining ghostly evil thought, if it invades a Foundation Establishment cultivator’s Sea of Consciousness, will use the cultivator’s Divine-Sense as a bed, slowly feeding every day to strengthen itself.”
“If the Foundation Establishment cultivator cannot manifest Divine-Sense and does not know other methods to expel evil, the little ghost will consume his Divine-Sense unchecked.”
“He may not even realize that his Sea of Consciousness is being invaded.”
“Unknowingly, he becomes the ghost’s nourishment.”
“His Divine-Sense is gradually eaten away.”
“Over time, this leads to depletion of Divine-Sense, mental weakness, and the rise of delusions and desires. His mind changes, becoming neither human nor ghost. Eventually, he either succumbs to madness or dies from the exhaustion of his Divine-Sense.”
“And the ghost, having consumed his Divine-Sense, grows stronger and continues searching for the next host…”
Mo Hua felt a chill.
If he hadn’t used a formation to force the little green-faced ghost out of his Sea of Consciousness and then suppressed it with the Dao Monument, the consequences would have been unimaginable.
If the little ghost had possessed him, he could have become neither human nor ghost, harming not only himself but also his parents and friends.
Mo Hua shivered at the thought.
Divine-Sense is indeed extremely dangerous and difficult to guard against.
The methods of Divine-Sense combat must be learned carefully. In the future, anyone who enters his Sea of Consciousness without permission will be completely eliminated!
Mo Hua nodded repeatedly and hurriedly asked, “Master, so how does one manifest Divine-Sense?”
Mister Zhuang said, “In your Sea of Consciousness, you can manifest yourself, right?”
“Yes,” Mo Hua nodded.
This was innate. Since birth, his Sea of Consciousness had contained a manifestation of his own Divine-Sense.
He had once thought all cultivators were the same, only realizing otherwise after encountering the green-faced ghost. Not every cultivator can manifest themselves in the Sea of Consciousness.
Whether this was due to his extraordinary Divine-Sense talent or the presence of the Dao Monument in his Sea of Consciousness, Mo Hua wasn’t entirely sure.
But since it was innate, he didn’t fully understand how the manifestation came about.
“Those who understand themselves are wise. If a cultivator’s contemplation of self is thorough enough, they can manifest themselves.”
Mister Zhuang looked at Mo Hua and thoughtfully said, “You can manifest because your innate Divine-Sense is strong and your heart is pure, naturally allowing you to manifest yourself in the Sea of Consciousness.”
Of course, other factors might also exist…
Mister Zhuang’s eyes narrowed slightly but he didn’t dwell on it, continuing: “Manifesting oneself is just the foundation of Divine-Sense combat.”
“Once you can manifest yourself, your spells, martial arts, and spiritual tools can also be manifested.”
“If you can manifest a spell or martial art, you have a means of attack…”
Mo Hua, feeling a bit puzzled, asked, “Master, is this manifestation a bit like imagination or fantasy? Like daydreaming—whatever you imagine becomes real?”
Imagine knowing a spell, and you have it; imagine mastering a martial art, and you can perform it; imagine having a spiritual tool, and you have it…
Could he manifest a dragon in his Sea of Consciousness just by imagining it?
Mister Zhuang chuckled and shook his head: “It’s not just imagining it. If it were that simple, manifestation would be too easy.”
“Manifestation is based on reality, turning imagined Divine-Sense into form.”
“If there’s no real foundation, you cannot manifest illusions.”
“To manifest a spell, you must actually know it. To manifest a spiritual tool, you must possess it…”
“Even then, knowing or possessing alone is not enough. You must be proficient in the spell, familiar with the object, and have a thorough understanding of its essence to manifest it in the Sea of Consciousness.”
“Without seeing, understanding, or comprehending something, you cannot manifest it.”
“Even if manifested, it would only be a fragile illusion, easily destroyed.”
“The more real the manifestation, the stronger it becomes…”
Mo Hua realized this and pondered deeply.
Mister Zhuang paused and continued: “If you manifest near-real fire with Divine-Sense, that fire can truly burn another’s Divine-Sense. If you manifest a sword, it can strike another’s Divine-Sense…”
Mo Hua finally understood.
Mister Zhuang’s tone grew slightly serious: “You must first manifest spiritual power, then spells, and finally… formations!”
Mo Hua’s heart trembled.
Manifesting formations!
He hesitated and asked, “Master, I think I can already draw formations in my Sea of Consciousness. Does this count as manifestation?”
He had drawn a formation when the little ghost transformed, which had intimidated the green-faced ghost.
“Only the surface,” Mister Zhuang replied.
Mo Hua was surprised and confused.
Mister Zhuang’s gaze was deep: “This kind of manifestation is shallow. What you manifest is only the illusion of the formation lines composed of Divine-Sense—not real enough, not powerful enough…”
“Another problem is it’s too slow.”
“Slow?” Mo Hua blinked.
Mister Zhuang nodded, “In a Divine-Sense battle, life and death are instantaneous. You won’t always have time to draw formations stroke by stroke…”
“Some evil thoughts are violent and cruel; before you finish, they could devour you.”
Mo Hua frowned, feeling the gravity of it: “If not stroke by stroke, then how should I draw formations?”
Mister Zhuang’s expression turned solemn: “Manifest spiritual power, control it with Divine-Sense, and complete the formation in a single thought.”
“No need for pen or brush. With a thought, the formation is completed in your Sea of Consciousness…”
Mo Hua opened his mouth in astonishment, then frowned again, pondering.
Mister Zhuang raised an eyebrow and asked gently: “What are you thinking?”
Mo Hua carefully said, “Master, did you plan all of this?”
“Plan what?”
Mo Hua frowned, counting on his fingers: “To master formation manifestation, you need Tianyan Art, Divine-Sense Derivative Algorithm, and the Ling-Pivot Formation…”
“Mastering Tianyan Art sharpens Divine-Sense and lays the foundation for controlling spiritual power. Mastering the Derivative Algorithm allows you to calculate the trajectories of spiritual power for formations. Mastering the Ling-Pivot Formation lets you understand the structure and essence of spiritual power, manifesting it while complementing Tianyan Art for enhanced control…”
The core of the Ling-Pivot Formation is control. But control is just the surface; understanding the structure and distributing the spiritual threads achieves true control.
Understanding the structure makes manifestation easier.
Manifest spiritual power through the Ling-Pivot Formation, control it with Tianyan Art, and construct formations with Derivative Algorithm.
All three are indispensable. Missing one, you cannot manifest formations in your Sea of Consciousness as Mister Zhuang described.
Mister Zhuang was surprised. He knew Mo Hua was clever but didn’t expect such insight.
He felt relieved and smiled slightly: “It’s not that I planned it. You were just lucky—choosing Tianyan Art, learning the Derivative Algorithm, and encountering the Ling-Pivot Formation. Everything aligned, so I taught you…”
Mo Hua nodded, admiration in his eyes.
Teaching according to talent and opportunity.
Mister Zhuang’s cultivation knowledge and formation mastery were unfathomably high.
Mo Hua’s sparkling, admiring eyes pleased him, though he maintained his calm, refined demeanor.
He took a small booklet from his sleeve and handed it to Mo Hua.
Mo Hua opened it and saw six words on the cover: “Essentials of Divine-Sense Manifestation”
The booklet was small and thin.
Mo Hua asked, “Master, is it just this little?”
Manifesting Divine-Sense seemed difficult. He expected a thick book.
“This is enough,” Mister Zhuang said. “Like meditation, manifestation is just a method, a form, not the essence.”
“What matters is not manifestation itself, but what you manifest, how much you comprehend, and how real it is…”
“Manifestation is a tool, not the Dao.”
“Manifestation is like a sword. Its power depends not on the sword but on the wielder.”
“If you have ten percent strength, the sword’s power is ten percent. If you have one hundred percent, the sword’s power is one hundred percent.”
“How well you learn manifestation depends on your contemplation, practice, and comprehension.”
“The more you imagine, the deeper your understanding, the truer the manifestation, the stronger your Divine-Sense combat power!”
Mister Zhuang looked at Mo Hua with solemn expectation.
Mo Hua nodded clearly: “Disciple remembers, thank you for your teachings!”
He carefully placed the thin Essentials of Divine-Sense Manifestation into his storage bag.
Divine-Sense combat was vital.
He planned to study it thoroughly soon.
He had already made plans.
Once he learned manifestation and honed Divine-Sense combat, he could start practicing on Zhang Quan’s ancestor~