Divine Sense Projection

Only now did he suddenly remember that there was still this function he could play with.

Filled with curiosity, Lin Xiao stored the Yin-Yang Life and Death Formation Disk into his private treasury, intending to first use his divine sense to look inside his own body.

He closed his eyes and sank his consciousness into his body.

The first thing he saw was his own mind—oh, perhaps he should call it the sea of consciousness.

What he saw this way was quite different from what he usually saw when he closed his eyes to meditate and cultivate.

It was a place that seemed completely dark, yet also appeared filled with light. It was both dim and bright, and everything inside was blurry. He felt like he saw something, yet also seemed to have seen nothing.

He wondered if everyone's sea of consciousness looked like this.

Lin Xiao didn't think too much about it and began to sink further down.

Soon, he saw his rising and falling nasal cavity, as well as the flowing blood vessels. He even heard the thumping sound of his heartbeat gradually growing louder.

This was because he was descending toward his heart.

When he saw his clean and healthy lungs, Lin Xiao suddenly thought of the many diseased, blackened lungs he had seen in his previous life. Behind them was his vigorously beating heart.

Blood flowed endlessly in and out of three thick blood vessels.

Further down were the stomach, liver, spleen, lungs, and the like, along with various intestines.

To be honest, looking at these intestines stacked and crowded inside his body, even though they were his own, caused him a bit of physical discomfort.

Further down, he saw a small cluster of light.

He probed his divine sense toward it. Unexpectedly, the moment he touched this cluster of light, he felt his consciousness being pulled inside.

The next moment, he had entered his own dantian.

The dantian, which had looked like just a tiny cluster from the outside, turned out to be incredibly vast once inside.

His dantian was brimming with dense spiritual energy.

Lin Xiao felt his divine sense wandering through it, experiencing an indescribable sense of comfort.

Fortunately, he still remembered that he was inside the Formation Hall and that there were two other people nearby.

After thoroughly inspecting his entire body internally, Lin Xiao withdrew with satisfaction.

He was truly healthy.

He was very satisfied.

Next, he planned to try projecting his divine sense outward.

Lacking experience, Lin Xiao's first attempt at projecting his divine sense involved spreading it out infinitely in all directions.

In just an instant, his divine sense covered a radius of three hundred meters.

However, due to his lack of experience, he spread out too much at once, causing him to suddenly feel a bit dizzy, so he immediately withdrew his divine sense.

Previously, when building the Talisman Crafting Room, the Artifact Forging Hall, and the Formation Hall, all three were placed opposite the Alchemy Room and the Cultivation Room, which was on the side of the Guiyuan Mountain Residence.

The three structures were separated from the Guiyuan Mountain Residence only by a small mountain spring.

The Formation Hall was situated right next to the small mountain spring, only about twenty meters from the water's edge.

Therefore, Liao Pantu, who was holed up in his room studying the Peach Blossom Myriad Void Art, suddenly felt a dense wave of divine sense sweep over overwhelmingly in a very novice-like manner.

At first, he thought a passing cultivator had discovered this place, but upon carefully sensing it and realizing it was Lin Xiao's divine sense, he calmly sat back down.

He knew it. What kind of cultivator would be so reckless as to forcibly spread their divine sense out all at once without any control?

Thinking back to when he first met Lin Xiao over a month ago, the boy had only been at the eighth level of Qi Condensation, yet now he had already reached the point where he could project his divine sense outward.

While marveling at the kid's cultivation speed in his heart, Liao Pantu immediately dug around within his soul body and swiftly set up a formation outside his room to block external divine sense probing.

In the Formation Hall, Lin Xiao was still unaware that his novice behavior had already been discovered by Liao Pantu.

After withdrawing his divine sense, he rested for quite a while before the dizzying sensation completely disappeared.

But his experience of projecting his divine sense had been interrupted by the dizziness, and he hadn't fully enjoyed himself yet.

Lin Xiao pondered for a moment, figuring that projecting one's divine sense couldn't possibly cause dizziness right away; there must be a problem with his method.

Perhaps he should try to restrain it a bit, exert some control, and let his divine sense spread out little by little, proceeding step by step.

With this in mind, he recalled the feeling from earlier and began to try controlling his divine sense, releasing it outward little by little.

As a result, his divine sense was indeed controlled, probing outward bit by bit.

First, he sensed Mo Yuanjiao and the other person opposite him, but he couldn't use his divine sense to see inside their bodies like he could with his own internal vision.

Lin Xiao felt slightly regretful.

He had wanted to see if there were any differences between other people's bodies and his own.

Subsequently, he continued to spread his divine sense further outward.

He saw the grass outside the room, and further away, he saw the small mountain spring, as well as the few remaining piles of dirt and wood behind the Sect Main Hall.

Being able to see the surrounding scenery without needing his eyes felt incredibly novel to Lin Xiao.

As his control over his divine sense grew increasingly proficient, Lin Xiao effortlessly and gently expanded his divine sense to his maximum comfortable range.

It was roughly a radius of two hundred meters.

Of course, this was not his absolute limit; it was the maximum range where Lin Xiao still felt comfortable.

The three-hundred-meter radius he had reached during his first attempt at projecting his divine sense was his current absolute limit.

Within this comfortable range, Lin Xiao felt that as long as he controlled the intensity well, keeping his divine sense covering the area for an hour or two wouldn't be a big problem.

Feeling a sense of novelty, he even spent half the day carefully observing ants moving their colony on the ground.

However, when his divine sense swept over the Guiyuan Mountain Residence area, he discovered that there was actually a room his divine sense couldn't probe into?

He took a closer look.

Oh, it was Senior Liao's house.

He didn't expect this senior to have such a strong sense of privacy, having set up arrangements to block divine sense so early on.

Sigh, he had wanted to see what he did in his room every day. Every time he went over, the man was just drinking tea.

After carefully examining his surroundings, he noticed that the sky outside had already grown dark, and only half the sun remained visible. Only then did he reluctantly withdraw his divine sense, still wanting more.

Mo Yuanjiao and Mo Que were still meditating to recover, so Lin Xiao waited beside them while flipping through the later chapters of the Comprehensive Guide to Basic Formation Carving.

At this time, after finishing the final tasks in the spiritual field, Lin Yun brushed off his clothes and walked down the mountain along with the others, bathed in the afterglow of the setting sun.

Meanwhile, in the thatched shed by the mountain path entrance of the sect, Little Luan felt its head was a bit groggy, yet it also seemed highly energetic.

It shook its small head and looked at the three silly disciples clucking around it. After thinking for a moment, it walked over to the bead it had hidden away.

Lowering its head, it pecked off another small piece from it.

It looked at the bead, which was now missing a piece, and then looked at the small fragment on the ground.

Then, fighting through the heartache, it lowered its head and pecked again, breaking the fragment on the ground into three even smaller pieces.

After that, it clucked, urging its three disciples to come over and swallow the three fragments on the ground.

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