The mind was born from objects. It died from objects. The mind was in the eyes.
Luo Nan seemed to be asleep yet not asleep. He seemed to be awake yet not awake. It was as if he had entered a meditative state.
He really did see the visualization diagram revolving in the void. But at the same time, there were also countless shadows that seemed to be real yet were not. They filled the air inside and outside. Every shadow was similar to his figure. They seemed to be everywhere, yet not a single one was real.
Then Luo Nan's mind sank down, pointing straight at the center of the inscribed sphere. He fell into the deep prison. The shadows were truly like a shadow following the body. They all followed him inside.
Thousands of dark chains moved in unison amidst the crashing vibrations. They interweaved like a net, and in the depths of the prison, the lukewarm firelight flickered, illuminating layers upon layers of chaos. It blended and intersected with the myriad of shadows. It was impossible to distinguish them clearly. It was like a flock of bats. The demonic shadows danced, and the waves and clouds were unpredictable.
"Me"? Which is "me"?
In his daze, Luo Nan's point of view changed. It was as if he was looking down from high above. He saw the light coming up, and the firelight in his eyes merged into one. It radiated great light, suppressing the demonic shadows. He suddenly woke up.
He opened his eyes. They were a bit blurry at first because the room was dusky. The sky had yet to brighten. Only the light from the human figurine lamps shone into the hall. Light and shadow interweaved, forming silhouettes above the junk in the room. The ordinary and mediocre images gave him an indescribable feeling of novelty …. He didn't know if it was a psychological effect.
Luo Nan flipped over and sat up. The blanket covering his body slid down. The chill of early morning flowed through the open door, making him shrink back.
A low and hoarse voice suddenly rang out from the corner of the room. It was Xiu Shenyu. "Empty your vital energy, hear and see in the dark. The heart is blessed with blessings, but not a single thought arises. It's time for you to do your morning lesson. Do as you did last night. "
Luo Nan closed his eyes and opened them once more. This time, the aftershocks from his dream were eliminated, and he truly woke up. He looked at his wristband. It was a bit past 4: 30 in the morning. No wonder it was so dark outside.
Xiu Shenyu did not say anything after that. However, Luo Nan could feel a gaze resting on his body, supervising his homework.
Yes. The hard days had begun since last night.
Luo Nan did not say much. After calming his mind, he began to breathe. His mouth and nose gradually became misty.
Luo Nan didn't take it a step further after finding his rhythm. He first massaged his face, especially the acupuncture points around his eye sockets. Then he reached out and crossed his legs. His fingers and palms intersected, and he used a special technique to press. Then he rubbed his feet. His hands had a specific position, but his movements weren't very pleasing to look at.
His hands had specific positions, but his movements were not very good.
Luo Nan subconsciously increased the strength of his hand. Soon his hands and feet became warm, and his tendons and meridians became unobstructed. After that, he put his hands behind his back and tried his best to press the area on both sides of his back. This series of movements was like doing exercises — an older version.
As he was doing this, Luo Nan felt a pain on his back. Xiu Shenyu had used a finger to jab into a point, and Luo Nan's voice entered his ear once more. "Here. You need more strength."
Luo Nan's breathing was chaotic for a moment, but he soon adjusted himself. He followed Xiu Shenyu's request and hooked his hand to touch Xiu Shenyu. He continued to press down until it was sore and hot.
"Luo" Luo, but soon. Luo Luo. Luo Lube done. done. Luo. Most importantly, no matter which part of the body he moved, his eyes would follow it closely. If there was even the slightest misalignment, Xiu Shenyu would immediately speak up to correct it or even make a move to reverse it.
Luo Nan did this nine times. Though he didn't seem to leave his original spot, the consumption was enormous. A layer of sweat had already appeared on Luo Nan's body.
It was especially so for his eyes, which had to be moved from time to time. Coupled with the effect of the massage, it was already slightly hot, as if there was steam rising in his eyes. He was on the verge of tears.
Luo Nan closed his eyes slightly and restrained his thoughts. Only now did he conclude his cultivation.
This series of movements was something he had just learned last night. Xiu Shenyu had taught him step by step how to massage his head, hands, feet, and torso, how to bend and stretch his limbs, and how to supplement his breathing. This included the positions, strength, sensations, reactions, and so on.
This was the 'stupid method' that Xiu Shenyu spoke of. It was methodical and there was almost no room for the mind to think or visualize, and there was not the slightest bit of falsehood.
Xiu Shenyu said, "It is shaped like a bowl, bearing its weight, yet repelling it. A strand of its spirit is imprisoned within, yet its tail is too big to fall off. If you want to correct it, the first thing to do is to open up the layered membrane between the essence, energy, and spirit. Only by starting with the body, cultivating both inside and outside, strengthening the body's functions, cultivating vital energy …. It is like adding a fire to the bottom of the bowl, using the body's temperature to melt the tip of the iceberg and obtain a share of the soup. If you want to reach the standard of temperature, you can no longer practice pure tranquility techniques. You need to exert force while walking, sitting, and lying down. You need to circulate your vital energy functions.
According to Xiu Shenyu's words, Luo Nan's current cultivation was shackled by external techniques. His fleshly body was weak. He was only connected to the inside and outside of his body through the nine orifices.
The so-called nine orifices were the eyes, ears, mouth, and nose, and the two orifices of the lower body. There was also the saying of the nine orifices and three essentials. The eyes, ears, and mouth were the most important. The eyes were the master. The Yin Written Charm had a saying, "The mind is born from objects, dies from objects. The key lies in the eyes."
Luo Nan's cultivation was on the mental plane. It was difficult to utilize the fleshly body. Right now, he needed to utilize the natural physical properties of the body, like drawing water from a canal. He needed to gradually form a scale and seek a breakthrough. Luo Nan only half-understood Xiu Shenyu's theory. He just knew that he needed to start with the eyes orifice. Speaking of which, he had yet to form his Self-Format in his early years. He had only manifested a few small abilities. Aside from the Big Stomach King, which strengthened the digestive and absorption capabilities of his internal organs, his true external manifestation method, the Hypnotist, was to use the eyes as a medium to intimidate the mind.
Luo Nan had gained a bit from his own experiences.
The morning class lasted for nearly an hour, ending at 5: 30 AM. Luo Nan washed his face and rinsed his mouth. When he stepped into the courtyard, he saw Xue Lei sweeping the fallen leaves in the courtyard. Luo Nan went to help, but he was refused.
"Save some energy. There won't be a public bus to the school in a bit."
"Run there? Isn't it a bit late today? "
It was nearly fifty kilometers from the daoguan to Acumen College. It was not that Luo Nan had never run such a distance before, but it was almost six o 'clock. He estimated his own abilities and did not believe that he could make it before class started.
"Oh my, your ambition is commendable!"
Xue Lei grinned and gave Luo Nan a thumbs up. But then he shook his head. "I'm the one running there. Your current body isn't suitable for running. You can make do with the public bike spots here at Boshan Building …. Oh, Nanster, your complexion is quite good today. "
Luo Nan felt quite good about himself. The soreness of his body had yet to subside, but his mind was focused. His energy flowed smoothly, and his mind was clear. He was quite different from yesterday.
He had a general idea of what was going on.
It had been a month since he achieved the Self-Format of 'My heart's a prison'. He had stopped the usual process of making medicine and taking medicine. He did not have a practical cultivation method. Most of the time, he was tired of dealing with the endlessly soaring soul strength. He was in a very passive state. Even if he polished a few techniques, they were scattered and not systematic.
Right now, Xiu Shenyu's path was solid. Every segment and every item was a practical step. Even if it was a stupid method, Luo Nan now had a starting point.
Luo Nan was not afraid of hard work. He was only afraid that hard work was meaningless.
Compared to the big goal of verifying the correctness of Formatting Theory and justifying his grandfather's name, the small goal that Xiu Shenyu had set for him was truly within reach.
Whether it was the goal decomposition or self-consolation, the gloominess in Luo Nan's heart was alleviated by quite a bit.
"Focus your eyes to see the land illuminated by candlelight. Don't let it go, don't lose it.
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