Moreover, because the connection with him was perception, rather than directly using his will to bear the remnants of his thoughts, Zhang Guifang would not completely fall into that strange state, nor would he completely lose his self-awareness.
This was the method he had come up with. Not only was it to achieve the most direct and direct understanding of the Sage's shadow at that time, but it was also to prevent his will from being completely affected by the projection of his thoughts and not lose himself because of it.
Since this decision had been made, Zhang Guifang would not hesitate anymore.
As soon as his mind moved, his will would be condensed into the core of his consciousness. It would suddenly shake and jump in the shadow of the saint, entering the shadow of the saint without any hindrance.
Before this, he had brought his mind directly into the shadows, which contained almost the same feeling, which was the feeling produced by the perception of Zhang Guifang's mind between minds.
Zhang Guifang was almost completely lost in it and fell into a state of mind that she could not get rid of.
Fortunately, this was only a feeling of transmission. Although it was powerful enough to be imagined, it was not all will. After all, his will was still awake and unaffected.
In an instant, his company would suddenly stabilize his heart and keep his heart and God in a clear state. He felt a strange feeling from his perception.
This was the highest and most expensive way of thinking. According to this thought, everything in the universe was like an illusion. No matter how powerful the monks were, they were still ants. He couldn't move at all.
" It turns out that the Saint's mentality is very similar to this.”Zhang Guifang was in a daze and had an inexplicable feeling.
In this feeling. He suddenly felt a pang of sadness.
Because he was an ant, that was an illusion. It could not hinder that kind of mentality at all.
Even if it was his feelings towards the Saints. To a Saint, he had no intention of establishing a relationship with any Saint. However, as a powerful monk who had cultivated for tens of thousands of years, he was just an illusion in the eyes of others. It was obviously not a wonderful feeling.
However, this emotion did not affect Zhang Guifang's psychological state.
Not long after, his mind calmed down and he began to use his super will to influence the Sage's shadow through that kind of comprehension. The will to use this feeling as the core.
Since entering the shadow, his will and shadow had completely fused together. At this time, even Zhang Guifang herself, if not through the connection between perception. It was also very difficult to find its existence. It was as if the will had become a part of the shadow, a part of the shadow.
Although this happened, it didn't surprise Zhang Guifang.
Because he already knew. The power of the saint's shadow was far beyond what he could do. Even his own will could not completely move the shadow, but it was almost swallowed by the shadow, and the will that was regarded as the core naturally could not move the shadow.
The shadows that could not be urged would naturally be devoured by the shadows.
At this moment, Zhang Guifang saw and felt it. It wasn't fake. The concept that was the core of her will had truly integrated into the shadow and was really swallowed by the shadow.
It could be said that the will had already become the shadow of the will. The connection with Zhang Guifang only left a little emotional connection.
Originally, if it were any other treasure, this result was already equivalent to Zhang Guifang being able to perfectly control all the treasures.
But the shadow of a saint was different. There was a trace of a saint in the shadows. This idea still existed. With incredible power, Zhang Guifang's willpower was like a drop of water falling into the sea. It was impossible to change the nature of the ocean, let alone the way the ocean flowed.
The result was obvious.
Zhang Guifang wanted to guide his thoughts and will through emotional connections, but it was difficult to guide his thoughts and will like other times.
Even if he consumed all his will, it was like adding a tiny wave to a raging sea, insignificant in the extreme sense, and impossible to move with him.
Under such circumstances, all kinds of thoughts were transmitted to his mind through his perception, but it was still the same as before. There was no change at all. It was as if Zhang Guifang's crazy control of thoughts had completely fallen into emptiness at the beginning of the day.
" It's really difficult to succeed like this." Zhang Guifang saw this and finally confirmed his initial thoughts.
Although he did not give up on the idea of continuing to influence this will, he paid more attention to the way of thinking through perception, trying to understand the mysteries of this way of thinking. All kinds of secrets.
In the past, he had touched the Sage's shadow directly for a short time and almost swallowed him whole, not because the Sage's shadow would swallow everything that attracted him, but because he instinctively resisted the feeling that made him lose himself and completely lost in the process. In other words, all kinds of consumption were consumed in the process of his instinctive resistance.
In other words, if he didn't resist and let himself get lost in it, or if he could suppress his instinct to resist, then he would be able to directly touch the shadow for more than an instant.
Of course, this was obviously impossible. He was lost in it. It was like returning to heaven and earth. There was no difference between the way of death and the way of elimination. As long as it was a living creature, as long as it had the desire to survive, it would not give up resistance, nor would it allow itself to be lost in it. This was Zhang Guifang herself, and she couldn't completely control it!
However, at this moment, the situation was different.
Although this willpower was astonishingly strong, coupled with the strange, colorless and transparent radiance, he could even see it as a feeling of separation. If his power was fully utilized, he could easily crush a powerful monk who understood vanity, but this was not his foundation. When he decided to do this. I decided to give it up.
Therefore, he did not care about the life and death of the will. He would not resist the feeling of being completely immersed in the shadows, nor would he resist the feeling of being lost in the mysterious way of thinking.
Therefore, whatever he could support would become a shadow, but it would not be for a short period of time.
At this moment, although he had already experienced several gasps after putting this thought into the shadows, he still did not suffer any loss. At most, the pressure on his willpower was increasing. But as long as he wanted to, he could continue.
He did not have to worry about the future. Zhang Guifang's understanding of the way of thinking transmitted through perception would naturally be more detailed and perfect.
This way of thinking was a kind of trace, a remnant of the saint in the heart, and the projection of the saint's thoughts at that moment was distorted. Although he was extremely distorted due to his limited understanding, he still had its prototype, which also contained countless mysteries of Zhang Guifang.
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