After thinking for a moment, he couldn't help but scratch his hair fiercely, and found that he only remembered hearing a voice and saying a sentence, but he couldn't remember the content of that sentence at all.
Shen Luo suddenly remembered that in the book he had read before, there was a mention of a kind of spiritual attack technique. People who were hit by it would often suffer damage to their souls. In mild cases, they would lose their memory, and in severe cases, their intelligence would be completely destroyed, becoming dreadful.
His heart suddenly started to panic and he quickly closed his eyes to check his sea of consciousness.
In his sea of consciousness, a light blue human-shaped phantom was sitting cross-legged, and there was nothing wrong with him. It was the human-shaped soul that Shen Luo formed when his three souls and six spirits condensed into when he entered the Soul Condensation Stage.
"Hey, what's going on!" Then, he let out a scream and opened his eyes again.
But there was no panic in his eyes, instead, there was joy and surprise.
It turned out that not only was his spiritual power not damaged, but his sea of consciousness had expanded, becoming thicker than before.
Shen Luo then released his spiritual sense and explored the surroundings.
After this test, he was pleasantly surprised to find that the range of his spiritual sense had expanded from the original ten feet to about eleven feet.
"Could it be that the sound I just heard can actually strengthen my spiritual sense and help expand my sea of consciousness?" Shen Luo asked hesitantly.
After saying this, his expression slightly stiffened, and he walked towards the platform in the center of the square again.
As soon as Shen Luo approached the ten-foot radius of the platform, that strange whispering voice appeared in his mind again.
He frowned slightly and listened carefully to the sound again.
"Don't follow the evil path, don't deceive in secret."
A voice rang out again, followed by another thunderous "boom".
Shen Luo felt a sharp pain in his head again, and the pain was even stronger than before. He felt as if the eardrums between his two ears were about to be broken by the sound. His body also swayed and he almost fell down.
So he simply sat down on the ground, crossed his legs, and started meditating.
"Accumulate virtue and merit, and be kind to all things." Another sentence sounded, and Shen Luo heard it clearly. The voice was a little vicissitudes of life, as if it came from an older person.
"If it is the right path, then move forward; if it is not, then retreat. Do not take the evil path, do not deceive in secret. Accumulate virtue and merit, and be kind to all things... Could this be the voice of Patriarch Bodhi preaching?" Shen Luo even remembered the voice he heard for the first time.
Before he could figure it out, the preaching voice sounded again: "Teach things to be sad and happy, and correct yourself and transform others."
Suddenly, there was another thunder exploding in Shen Luo's mind. He felt as if he was hit on the head by a heavy hammer. The pain intensified again, causing his body to fall back suddenly, and his vision suddenly became blurred.
He gritted his teeth and explored his sea of consciousness, and found that his spiritual power had increased again, and the human-shaped phantom condensed by the three souls and six spirits in his sea of consciousness also became more solid.
Shen Luo became more and more convinced that the voice of the sermon was indeed of great benefit to him, so he gritted his teeth and persevered.
As another sermon sounded, a loud roar came from his mind again, and his vision became blurry again. In a trance, he actually saw a series of blurry afterimages appearing in front of him, but they were not real.