Chapter 116 Only Speed

Generally speaking, the spiritual awareness of cultivators of the same realm will not be so different that the opponent cannot lock it.

But strictly speaking, Mo Hua is not an "ordinary" cultivator, at least not in terms of spiritual awareness.

If his spiritual awareness continues to grow like this, it is hard to say whether he can be locked by others' spiritual awareness...

Kui Lao remained silent, with a slight ripple in his heart.

Mo Hua thought of another question and asked, "Grandpa Kui, can every cultivator lock spiritual awareness?"

"No."

Kui Lao came back to his senses and said lightly, "Among the cultivators I have seen, 70% cannot, more than 20% can, but they are not proficient, and only less than 10% of the cultivators can use it exquisitely."

Mo Hua was a little puzzled and said, "This is not difficult, why don't more than 70% of the cultivators know how to do it?"

At least when he used it, he didn't find it difficult.

Kui Lao silently glanced at him and felt that Mo Hua was a little similar to Mr. Zhuang at this moment.

Not all cultivators have such strong spiritual awareness, and not all cultivators are good at using spiritual awareness.

As expected, "Like teacher, like student", Mo Hua has been led astray...

Kui Lao sighed in his heart, and then said:

"Seventy percent of cultivators cannot lock their spiritual consciousness, half of which is because no one teaches them and they don't know the method, and the other half is because they can't learn it..."

"Spiritual consciousness is ethereal, like an antelope hanging its horns, leaving no trace. So it is neither easy to teach nor easy to learn. It is difficult to understand it by words alone..."

"Oh." Mo Hua nodded as if he understood.

"But," Mo Hua hesitated and asked again, "Even if the magic can hit, the fireball magic is not very powerful, and there is no threat."

Kui Lao did not answer, but asked back: "How much spiritual power can kill a cultivator?"

Mo Hua was startled and shook his head.

He has never killed anyone, so how can he know...

Old Kui said: "Some cultivators can kill people with ten cycles of spiritual power, while some cultivators cannot kill people even if they have a hundred cycles of spiritual power."

The spiritual power circulates through the twelve meridians in one cycle, which is called one cycle. Regardless of the age or body shape of the cultivator, the error of the spiritual power in this cycle is not large.

Therefore, cultivators often use the "number of cycles" to measure the amount of spiritual power.

The more cycles, the more spiritual power, and the more powerful the spells are.

"Is it because the cultivator has vital points?"

Old Kui nodded and said, "The Baihui, Shenting, heart meridian, Dantian and other parts are the vital points of the cultivator. If they are hit by magic without being prepared, they will either be seriously injured or die."

Mo Hua said, "That is to say, if the vital points are hit, even if the magic itself is not particularly powerful, it will cause greater damage. If the hits are all insignificant parts, even if the magic itself is powerful, it may not be fatal."

"That's right."

Mo Hua pondered for a while and suddenly realized:

"So it is very important to lock the spiritual consciousness. Only when the spiritual consciousness is strong and the lock is accurate, can the magic hit the vital points more easily. Is that right, Grandpa Kui?"

Old Kui nodded.

Mo Hua was a little excited. In this case, even if his spiritual power is not strong, the magic will be a strong threat.

But Old Kui poured a basin of cold water on him and said, "That's the truth, but it's useless in actual combat."

"Ah..." Mo Hua was stunned.

"Anyone who is not a fool knows to protect the vital points. If you aim at the vital points and hit, even if it does not hit the armor and robe, the monk will block it with his hands or arms." said Kui Lao.

Mo Hua was confused again, "Then what should I do?"

"You have to know the vital points of the monk. You can attack them occasionally, but you can't rely on them in a head-on fight."

Kui Lao said: "As a spiritual practitioner who is good at magic, the most important thing is to know how to use magic."

"How to use it?"

Kui Lao nodded and said: "It takes time to cast a spell."

Mo Hua still didn't quite understand.

Old Puppet explained: "When a cultivator casts a spell, he needs to circulate his spiritual power. This time varies from one breath to ten breaths..."

"The higher the grade of the spell, the more spiritual power is called up, the greater the power is, and the longer the casting time is. Some extremely powerful spells may even take several hours to cast."

"On the contrary, although the grade of the spell is low, the less spiritual power is called up, the less power is certainly small, but the casting time is also shorter..."

Old Puppet looked at Mo Hua and said slowly.

Mo Hua's eyes lit up slightly.

"So when a cultivator fights an enemy, he must either anticipate the enemy's moves, cast a spell in advance, and kill the enemy with a powerful spell! Or..."

Old Puppet's eyes condensed, and he said: "Then take the initiative and suppress the enemy with simple but sharp spells, leaving the enemy no chance to breathe..."

Mo Hua suddenly realized.

Since his spiritual roots were low and his spiritual power was weak, he could not learn those high-grade spells that were powerful but consumed a lot of spiritual power.

Then we can only find another way, learn the Fireball spell, which is not very powerful, but can be used quickly to seize the initiative.

However, there is still a problem.

"Can a spell with low power be suppressed?" Mo Hua asked.

"Break his moves with physical cultivation, and break his spells with spiritual cultivation. The opponent cannot attack and can only be suppressed."

Kui Lao added: "Physical cultivation is also human. If they are hit by your spell, they will naturally be injured and in pain. If they are not determined, their offensive will be broken..."

"If you encounter someone who wants to exchange injuries for injuries or fight for life, you can aim at his joints or vital points, so that he will think more when fighting with you. Once he thinks, he will not dare to fight with his life..."

...

Mo Hua never thought that there are so many ways to use spells. It was like a revelation, and he looked at Kui Lao with admiration.

Kui Lao looked calm, but when he was looked at by Mo Hua, he couldn't help but feel a little comfortable in his calm heart.

He thought that Mr. Zhuang was right. It was a good pastime to teach his disciples when he had nothing to do.

"Do you understand?"

Mo Hua nodded repeatedly.

Old Kui pointed out:

"Although there are many magics in the world, the principles are roughly the same. Any magic has disadvantages, and at the same time, any magic also has advantages. What cultivators need to do is to play to their strengths and avoid weaknesses, and give full play to their own advantages."

"In other words, any magic has advantages, but it must also have disadvantages. What you need to do is to see its disadvantages and use its flaws to break its magic."

"There are thousands of Taoist methods, each with its own strengths and weaknesses. The magic of using them lies in one's heart."

...

Old Kui, who is usually taciturn, talks about magic incessantly, and every word is pearls.

"You don't need these principles now, but the cultivation of Taoism is long, and they may be useful in the future." Old Kui said.

Mo Hua listened carefully, memorized every word in his heart, and then saluted Old Kui:

"Thank you, Grandpa Kui, for your guidance. Mo Hua has remembered it all!"

Old Kui nodded.

Mo Hua thought about what Old Kui said carefully again, and then thought of a realistic problem.

He only knows one fireball spell now.

It seems that the things that Kui Lao said, such as "preemptive strike, magic suppression, playing to one's strengths and avoiding weaknesses, breaking enemy spells", are still a bit far away.

After all, he only knows one fireball spell...

"What should I do now?" Mo Hua scratched his head again.

"Practice fireball spell."

Kui Lao gave a simple answer.

"When will you practice it?"

"Keep practicing, the more accurate the better, the faster the better."

Kui Lao looked at Mo Hua with a deep gaze, "You only need to remember one sentence..."

"The world's magic can only be broken by speed!"