"The six formation pillars are your six organs, and the formation eyes are your heart..." The words of the formation spirit resounded through Chengye's mind. He looked at the building group of the school like a spear, and said to himself: "The formation spirit once told me that my body can be regarded as a formation, but I haven't understood how this formation should be used."

Take out the demon-subduing pestle transformed from the mustard bag, stroked the Sanskrit text on it, feeling sad, "Tmd can't understand these words at all!" He sighed and thought, "Instead of being in trouble, it's better to go to the array eye to see it, maybe you can make any new discoveries."

Against the drizzle that was about to stop, I came to the eye of the array under the stage in the campus area D, and opened the concrete hexagonal hexagonal white jade that turned into powder inside, and piled in the center groove.

Chengye's arms shook slightly and pulled outward. The powder in the groove and the surrounding dust suddenly rose into the air. With the open arms, it was like a ripple in the lake, rippling with Chengye as the center.

Chengye took out the demon-subduing pestle, placed it in the groove, and sat cross-legged beside the demon-subduing pestle. Seeing the demon-subduing pestle lying quietly in the groove, he sighed helplessly, relaxed his body, and entered the state of meditation of practicing qigong.

He looked inside, his internal organs, meridians, muscles and bones, and all parts of his body breathing happily. The only regret was that he did not find any clues about the Vajra Demon Subduing Array. He knew that he could not hurry and took back his consciousness and allowed him to float freely in the air...

I don’t know how long it took, Chengye’s master consciousness came back from meditation, and the six consciousnesses followed the master consciousness back into the body. Just as Chengye retracted the six consciousnesses, he saw something that made him excited. Although the six consciousnesses possessed very quickly, just in this flash, Chengye’s consciousness saw the formation pillar of the Vajra Demon Subduing Array.

Could it be that unconscious meditation in this specific environment will allow the six consciousnesses to return to the formation pillars by themselves? Chengya hurriedly entered meditation again. After waking up within a quarter of an hour, Chengya began to be in trouble. The six consciousnesses in meditation are uncontrollable. As long as he actively involves them, the six consciousnesses will return to the body. That is to say, as long as he has active thinking, the six consciousnesses will immediately involuntarily belong to his consciousness, and it is difficult for him to control them and divide them into the six formation pillars at the same time.

How to separate the six consciousnesses has become the goal that Chengye wants to overcome. He spent the whole night fighting with his six consciousnesses until he was exhausted and fell asleep exhausted. In his sleep, the old monk holding a Zen stick appeared again and waved to him with a smile. Chengye was trapped in this dilemma. When he saw his mentor in this dream, he grabbed a life-saving rope and ran to him quickly, and knelt down on the ground with a plop. The old monk helped Chengye up, as if he was a magic trick, putting six things in front of him, namely: a bowl of water, a plate of sour horns, a bottle, a paper bag, a row of pocket chimes, and a strand of long hair tied with red ropes.

Chengye was unclear, so he looked at these six things in a daze. The old monk had wrinkles on his face, pointed at the bowl with his hands trembling and asked, "What is in the bowl?"

"Water?" Chengye guessed. The old monk shook his head, picked up the bowl and handed it to Chengye, signaling Chengye to take a sip. Chengye took a sip, and a spicy and bitter taste rushed straight into the taste buds. "It's wine!" The old monk smiled and said, "It's hard to tell what's in the bowl with his eyes, but taste it and clearly distinguish it. It's for the sense of taste." After saying that, he took the bottle and Chengye said, "Bottle."

The old monk said, "Open the lid."

Chengye opened the lid and smelled it subconsciously. A fragrance penetrated into his nostrils. Chengye hurriedly said, "The smell of lilac flowers."

The old monk said, "The fragrance of flowers cannot be seen or tasted, but can be smelled. It is the sense of taste." After saying that, he took the paper bag and Chengye took the paper bag. The tentacles of the paper bag were soft and you didn't need to look at it to know that it was filled with cotton. Chengye smiled and said, "Cotton, this is touch." The old monk nodded and tapped his fingers on the chime bell three times. Although he knocked, Chengye did not hear the sound. Chengye couldn't help but frown. The old monk knocked again, and the pleasant sound came to Chengye's ears this time, "hearing." Chengye said thoughtfully.

Finally, the old monk took the strand of hair and handed it to Chengye. Chengye knew that this was not as simple as hair on the surface. He smelled it with his nose and felt a faint fragrance, and the fragrance seemed familiar.

The old monk said, "Whose hair is this?"

"I'm afraid I can't be sure of it just by looking at it or asking her about her smell."

"Then feel it with your heart." The old monk pointed at Chengye's heart. Chengye dragged the strand of hair in his hand, closed his eyes, and countless images of people flashed through his mind. The picture was frozen in Shu Xia's kind face. He suddenly opened his eyes and said, "This is my mother's..."

"Among the six senses, it feels the most difficult, congratulations on doing it." Chengye was overjoyed. After being happy, he was full of doubts. He held the strand of hair and seemed to feel something, but he touched a little, but couldn't grasp it.

When the old monk saw him thinking, he slowly disappeared with a smile. Finally, a sentence echoed in the space: "The six consciousnesses, six senses, six dusts, and eighteen realms have their own ways, and they return to the same path. If they are eliminated, they are empty, and they are all full, emptiness is full, and full is empty."

Chengye listened to this and fell into deep thought: "When meditating, the body is empty, and when all feelings are eliminated, it should be empty. When you are awake, when you focus to the extreme, you can feel any movement around you. At that time, it is full. Even if empty is full, full is empty, I know!"

Chengye woke up from his dream cheerfully, and couldn't wait to concentrate all his attention and himself, feeling the surrounding environment, from an inch to a slate to a mile, and then to a hundred miles. Chengye seemed to float above the school, and the sound of the door opening in the teaching building, and the students poured into the classroom. The teachers were preparing lessons in the office. The students outside the building were talking to each other. The plants and trees were bathing in the sun, and the birds were shuttled through the forest. All this was too wonderful, but he did not notice his own changes. Overnight, the originally black hair turned into white hair, with a firm and decisive face. There was a little haggard on his thin lips. There was a faint beard.

A night of white hair seems to be exhausted by his youth and energy.

Following the underground veins, Chengye could clearly feel that the six senses connected to the six formation pillars, and the six consciousnesses involuntarily dispersed and fitted with the six formation pillars. The demon-subduing pestle in the groove of the formation eye slowly floated up, and stopped one meter above the formation eye, as if an invisible force was dragging it.

A sense of belonging arises in his heart, and ancient chants sound in his mind, melodious, profound and fascinating. Chengye closed his eyes and felt the bloodline of the great array brought to him by the Demon Subduing Pestle, as if he had returned to the moment when the Vajra Demon Subduing Array was born thousands of years ago.

This time there was no dazzling light, but there was some transparency that penetrated directly into the heart. Chengye's haggard face finally showed a knowing smile. He finally understood that he was the Vajra Demon Subduing Formation.
Chapter completed!