After hearing Linglong's description of blood gang, Chen Jue's thoughts raced, and he began a serious, methodical analysis.
Recalling how Linglong had actually broken through Bai Ze's inconceivable barrier of psychic energy with her spear and wounded it, Chen Jue felt that the properties of this martial blood gang probably also involved a tangible psychic impact similar to martial arts fist intent.
After all, the barrier formed from Bai Ze's psychic rainbow light had been extremely difficult for even Chen Jue's fist force and sword qi to penetrate.
Linglong's explosive physical strength was clearly far weaker than Chen Jue's. Besides the psychic power contained in her blood gang, Chen Jue surmised that her ability to wound Bai Ze with a single thrust also had something to do with the barbed spear she held.
That spike had originally been one of the bristles on Bai Ze's body. In effect, she had used matter from its own body to attack its energy, combining that with the power of blood gang to break down the psychic barrier.
"The mind interfering with matter?" After hearing Chen Jue's words, Linglong looked thoughtful.
She was the second human after Chen Jue to enter the true transcendent level through true qi. Her martial experience and ideas likewise stood on the shoulders of many martial predecessors. She was a true human genius.
After hearing just a few words of Chen Jue's analysis, Linglong roughly understood the principle behind it. Looking again at the fellow Daoist beside her, who had already attained the Dao and become a sage, a gleam flashed in her eyes, and she asked Chen Jue, "When good men and good women awaken the anuttara-samyak-sambodhi mind, how should they abide, and how should they subdue their minds?"
At those words, Chen Jue immediately turned to look