I've Traveled Through Hundreds of Worlds at Once

"Master Tetsudo, will these pair of ghost horns help me forge a knife?" On the second day back to the village, in the forge where weapons are made in Demon Elimination Village, Yi Hui handed the pair of scarlet ghost horns to the village. Asked Teto, the most experienced blacksmith in the village.

"Ghost horn? This is a good thing! There are not many weapons made of ghost horns in the village!" In the stuffy forging room, Teto, who is nearly sixty years old, naked and thin, took the ghost horn and smiled. road.

Ghost horns are the source of ghost power, and it is rare to find good forging materials. In his forging career for so many years, there are only a handful of weapons made with ghost horns.

"It's indeed a good thing. My sword was broken by this ghost horn." Yi Hui nodded. In the monster level, the strength of the red ghost can be said to be above average. Although the self-healing ability is not outstanding in all aspects, it is really too fleshy.

If it weren't for his killing intent swordsmanship being too sharp, just to restrain the red ghost, if it were Inuyasha who could only swing the knife randomly, Inuyasha would be exhausted to the point of explosion just by his blood volume.

"Huh?" As soon as Tetsuo took the ghost horns, his face was startled, the pair of ghost horns were still hot!And the weight is too heavy, more than twice as heavy as those ghost horns brought back by the village before, almost twice as heavy as steel of the same volume.

"Hui! Are you sure this ghost horn was picked from the ghost you killed?" Tiehu asked suspiciously.

"Yes." Yi Hui nodded in affirmation.

"It shouldn't be, to have such a heavy ghost horn, the strength of that ghost is definitely very strong!" Tiehu looked puzzled.

"Master Tetsudo, it doesn't matter how Ghost Horn got here, let's think about how to use the saber!" Yi Hui hastily persuaded.

Tiehu's face changed rapidly, and after a while he said unwillingly, "Hui, this pair of ghost horns is too heavy, I'm not sure whether I can use the knife."

"It's okay, old man, try it first, if you can't type it out, then talk about it," Yi Hui persuaded without hesitation.

Although Mr. Tetsudo has been fighting weapons for so many years, his forging technology is still the technology of ordinary people. It is forged from the bones of miscellaneous monsters. It is normal that the ghost horns of such powerful monsters as Chigui cannot be forged.

"That's okay, I'll try to figure out a way first." After receiving Yihui's approval, Tetsudo's complexion improved a lot.

After leaving the forging room, Yi Hui strode towards his wooden house.

"Good morning, Huinisan!" Yi Hui had just entered the door, Hu Po, who was covered in bruises and purple, and grinned a little, came to the door of Yi Hui's house.

"It's so early, how's the injury?" Yi Hui asked casually.

"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter if it hurts at night," Amber said nonchalantly.

"Don't be brave, Coral has told me, let you continue training with me, take a day off today, and practice your spiritual power well."

"Huinisang, it's okay, I can still keep going!" Amber was a little reluctant, the effect of one night's actual combat training was better than his own practice for a week or two, and he couldn't bear to stop.

"When you train is up to me, now you come in and practice spiritual power for me." Yi Hui rolled his eyes, that kid Hu Po had swelled up in just one night.

"Huinisan, you are unreasonable!" Hu Po shrank her head and muttered, obediently followed Yi Hui into the room, took off her shoes and was sitting there.

"Tell me first how you usually exercise your spiritual power." Yi Hui asked cross-legged.

"Exercise normally, and rest to recover your spiritual power when you're tired," Amber thought.

"That's it? Nothing else?" Yi Hui asked.

"No more." Amber shook her head after thinking for a moment.

"It's really rough." After hearing this, Yi Hui shook his head in disappointment. The spiritual power in Inuyasha's world comes from the soul and is formed from vitality. It is a bit similar to the magician in the previous Western fantasy novels, who use spiritual power to attract elements from nature into the body. To form magic power, the higher the quality of the soul, the more pure the spiritual power.

In the absence of practice skills, both mages, witches and demon masters are trying to increase their spirits. The simplest way is to use up their spiritual power and refine them to maximize their original potential. The strong soul with the body will also be nourished to a certain extent, and it is simple and easy to use.

Otherwise, mages and witches can increase their spirit through meditation and other means, which is much better than physical exercise, but it is also very limited, unless it is a genius with a strong soul like Cuizi or Kikyo, who is in suffering like Bai Xin. To hone a perfect mind, or go to extremes like him, hone the mind with extreme killing intent, otherwise the spiritual power of decades of cultivation will not be equal to a monster's sorcery.

"Has your sister brought any portraits for you to visualize?" Yi Hui asked Hoha as she got up and took out a few wrapped scrolls from the cabinet beside her.

"By the way, my sister once gave me a very strange-looking Buddha statue for me to imagine, but I tried many times and couldn't imagine it," Amber said suddenly when she was reminded.

"What a strange-looking Buddha statue! That's called Fudo Myoyo!" Yi Hui shouted with a dark face, unfolding one of the scrolls in his hand, and a Fudo Myoko sitting in the karma lotus platform with a sword in hand was displayed in front of Hu Po's eyes .

"It's this painting! Huinisang, why do you have it too!" Amber asked curiously.

"Your sister's pair was given to her by me," Yi Hui replied angrily.

In his previous life, he was addicted to the world of online literature for many years. Ever since he understood the principles of cultivation in this world, he has been thinking of creating a set of efficient cultivation methods. The difficulty is comparable to that of elementary school students using high school textbooks to take the master's degree, which is so difficult that it is almost impossible.

Later, I accidentally entered the stalactite cave where the Jade of the Four Souls was born. After observing the tragic battle between Cuizi and the monster in the stalactite cave, I created my own unique way based on the original concept of the world. Conceptual ideas, and perfect the initial killing intent swordsmanship.

"Since your sister tried Fudo Myoko for you, let's try these few instead," Yi Hui said, and picked out a few scrolls and spread them out, most of them are Buddhas and Bodhisattvas that Amber is familiar with.

As for the portraits in his hand that have not been taken out of the space, there are really countless, such as the seraph Gabriel, the fallen angel Lucifer, the mentally handicapped goddess Akuya, the magical girl Kamu Madoka, and even the famous There are portraits of Azathoth.

Visualizing ideas is essentially self-hypnosis for the spirit. Portraits are not important, and what is painted is not important. The important thing is whether you can immerse yourself in it, hypnotize yourself, and when a lie is repeated a thousand times, it becomes the truth , this sentence is biased in other aspects, but it is still true in terms of conception,

"Huinisang, when will I have to try so many portraits?" Amber looked at the portraits all over the floor and almost lost sight of her eyes.

"You pick the one you like first"

The "pleasing to the eye" Amber looked around carefully after hearing the words, and finally stared at the portrait of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva on the ground. Among the portraits all over the floor, the one he was most familiar with was this kind-browed and kind-hearted Bodhisattva.

"Ksitigarbha, then try it first." Yi Hui rolled up the other portraits and asked Kohaku to visualize the portrait of Ksitigarbha. Visualizing this kind of thing is like looking for a paper man's wife in a dead house Well, the first impression is very important, except for him, who is not pleasing to everyone, generally speaking, as long as you think this paper figure is so beautiful at first glance, you will basically become a wife.

Kohaku closed his eyes towards the portrait of King Zao, who was kindly and kindly, and tried to reconstruct the figure of King Jizo in his mind. Yi Hui stood aside and gave Kohaku some tips from time to time.

After Koha completely entered the state, Yi Hui also sat down cross-legged and visualized after a long absence, thinking of his unique visualization method, the map of the Shura battlefield.

As a tragic portrait of the battlefield emerged in his mind, Yi Hui's consciousness was absorbed into the portrait, and his soul seemed to be separated from his body. When he opened his eyes again, he was already on a plain full of corpses, transformed into Shura An unknown Shura on the field map.

The so-called Shura is one of the eight heavenly dragons of Buddhism, a Hercules who is naturally warlike. The Shura battlefield is the battlefield where he leads his subordinates to fight to the death with the subordinates of the god Emperor Shitian.

"kill!"

"kill!"

"kill!"