After a long time, Shen Luo gradually regained consciousness.
He opened his eyes and found that he was still soaked in the stream below his neck. He was startled at first, then startled.
Although it was already summer, the stream in the early morning was still bitterly cold. Even a strong man would freeze if he was soaked in it for a whole night, let alone his current body.
But why couldn't he feel the coolness of the stream? Instead, he felt quite comfortable being soaked in it.
Shen Luo slowly stood up from the water with some doubts.
At this moment, the sky was already bright. The morning sun sprinkled golden light, illuminating everything.
But in his eyes, the world at this moment seemed to be completely different from before. It seemed to be unprecedentedly bright and clear.
Shen Luo seemed to think of something. He looked around and was pleasantly surprised to find that his eyesight had improved a lot.
He could easily see every grain on the leaves more than a hundred feet away. Even the ants crawling back and forth on the tree trunks, as well as the green insects hiding in the lush leaves, could not escape his eyes.
He calmed down and looked into the distance.
The town a few miles away suddenly came into his eyes. The winding bluestone road, the houses on both sides with smoke rising from the chimneys, some early morning peddlers began to fiddle with their goods, and the children playing in front of their houses …
Not only that, but his ears had also become unprecedentedly sensitive. Needless to say, the sound of insects and birds in the surroundings also entered his ears. In the farmland not far away, a mouse ran by. In the flowers on the bank of the stream, two butterflies were flapping their wings. In the cave by the stream, a crab was digging the soil. Its mouth was spitting bubbles, making a 'puff' sound …
His sense of smell had also greatly improved. The smell of the soil, the fragrance of flowers and flowers, the rotten smell of fallen leaves, and twenty or thirty other kinds of smells poured into his nostrils together.
"What's this unpleasant smell?" Shen Luo covered his nose and murmured.
Just now, he had smelled a foul smell pouring into his nose. It was as if it was in front of him. He hadn't noticed it before.
In the end, he felt a layer of something slippery. He moved his palm in front of his eyes to take a look, but found that it was some black stuff, like mud stains.
The stench from before came from this place.
Shen Luo hurriedly wiped his face with both hands and found that his entire face, including his neck, was covered in a layer of black mud. He had no choice but to wash it off with the stream water.
After washing off the layer of stuff on his face, Shen Luo felt refreshed, and he was pleasantly surprised.
His five senses had unknowingly undergone a complete transformation. This kind of feeling was not something that could be compared to after his Minor Yang Art had been perfected. It was a kind of qualitative improvement!
At this moment, he suddenly recalled what had happened last night. It seemed that he had been attempting to cultivate the cultivation method recorded in the Nameless Heavenly Book. Later on, he seemed to have unknowingly lost consciousness.
"I seem to have only followed the steps described in the manual for thirty-six cycles. Could it be that this technique is so miraculous that it can enhance my five senses so much when I just started practicing? Anyway, it's not a bad thing. "
Shen Luo took a deep breath and calmed himself down. He waded through the stream water step by step towards the shore.
However, halfway through, he suddenly stopped in his tracks. His right foot was raised in the air, and his entire body stopped there motionlessly.
This was because just now, he found that other than the enhancement of his five senses, there was also a mysterious feeling. It was as if he could perceive an ethereal object that he had not been aware of before.
This ethereal object existed in the surrounding air, ground, water, grass, trees, and everything else in the world. It was more or less, and in different forms … Even in his own body, it existed in his Dantian.
Shen Luo did not dare to move, for fear that he would destroy this mysterious feeling.
He slowly closed his eyes and calmed his heart to feel this "ethereal object" in his Dantian.
This seemed to be a weak stream of air. It was icy cold and circulated in his Dantian, emitting a faint fluctuation. When the originally abundant Yang energy came into contact with this stream of air, it immediately retreated.
"This … this is spiritual power! I have already understood the nature of Dharma! " Shen Luo opened his eyes. His right foot suddenly fell and stepped into the stream water, splashing a large amount of water.
The fluctuation emitted by this icy cold stream of air was very similar to the white gas in the Primordial Stone and the aura emitted by Yu Yan and other immortal masters. He could be sure that it was Dharma.
Ever since he came into contact with cultivation, and knew that this world really had the existence of Dharma, he had always been eager to take this step and reach this realm.
But this step was unreachable for most people. To him, it was even more wishful thinking.
Maybe it was because of the pressure of his lifespan, or maybe it was because of the persistence in his heart, he did not give up. He did not know how much he had paid for it. But he never thought that these efforts would be rewarded so quickly!
He actually muddle-headedly understood the nature of Dharma, cultivated Dharma, and truly stepped into the world of cultivation!
Shen Luo's hands unconsciously clenched into fists. His nails pierced deeply into his flesh, but he did not feel the slightest bit.
After a while, he forced himself to calm down. Thinking about the whole thing, he suddenly felt that something was not quite right.
According to Bai Xiao Tian, understanding the nature of Dharma was an important obstacle in the path of cultivation. It was extremely difficult to break through. Countless talented people had already cultivated the foundational technique to perfection. Even with the help of magical pills, they were still unable to take this step. There were many examples like this in the Temple of Spring and Autumn.
He spent two whole years to cultivate the Minor Yang Technique. His talent was definitely not good. He even prepared for the worst and was prepared to invest the remaining years in this technique to pass this obstacle.
But yesterday, when he tried this nameless technique for the first time, he understood the nature of Dharma. It was unbelievable.
Even if this technique was more exquisite than the Pure Yang Sword Technique of the Temple of Spring and Autumn and was more effective in understanding the nature of Dharma, it should not have been so easy to break through.
It was as if the heavens were helping him!
"The heavens are helping me …"
Shen Luo thought about this and suddenly remembered the sudden appearance of the cold stream last night.
The Water Spiritual Qi that he absorbed from the stream had already dissipated. It was as if the sudden appearance of the cold stream caused him to enter a state where he forgot about himself.
"I remember that the cold stream came from my right shoulder. Could it have something to do with this?" Shen Luo thought as he subconsciously looked at the skull tattoo on his right shoulder.
The tattoo was still vivid and lifelike. It did not change at all compared to before.
For some reason, the tattoo that originally looked horrifying now looked much more pleasing to the eye.
"Maybe, this is the so-called fate!" Shen Luo scratched his head and could not help but think.
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