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Chapter 142 Something Worth Believing in

In the evening, the light is soft.

There was a faint sound of hymn chanting coming from the meditation hall.

It seemed as if many believers gathered here and were praying in the church.

Suddenly, the music stopped.

After a moment, there was a "crunch" sound.

The heavy wooden door was pushed open, and a large group of people poured out.

Chirping and chatting as they walked.

Each of their expressions was filled with excitement, as if they had just come into contact with a completely new world.

The originally quiet atmosphere suddenly became extremely noisy.

In the crowd, Fang Cheng walked alone with his hands in his pockets.

I vaguely felt that someone was watching me from behind, but I remained calm and didn't look back.

Chen Jiandong turned off the lights in the hall and finally walked out.

His eyes wandered around for a moment and fell on a gentle and elegant young man wearing glasses in the distance.

He was a promising young man in the first class, but his performance in recent classes has been completely different.

Not only was there no progress, but even the most basic, shallow level of tranquility became difficult to achieve.

Chen Jiandong shook his head in disappointment, then comforted himself in his heart.

Forget it, if it’s not suitable, it’s not suitable.

After all, some people are born with sensitive constitutions and are prone to rejection when meditating.

Fortunately, after spending so much resources and effort, we finally found some promising talents.

I hope that by then the other seedlings will be able to achieve enlightenment successfully and be eligible to participate in the sea sacrifice ceremony.

Chen Jiandong was thinking about something, so he closed the door and turned to walk towards the main building.

far away.

Fang Cheng passed the corridor of the main building and saw a familiar figure standing in front of him.

"It's still early, should we go out for a walk?"

Lin Chuqiao, who was in disguise, smiled and walked towards him, as if she was waiting for him.

"alright."

Fang Cheng nodded.

A group of female tourists nearby saw this and looked at the two of them curiously.

After all, Fang Cheng, who looks so gentle and handsome with gold-rimmed glasses, actually went on a walking date with an unattractive girl with glasses.

These women looked at Lin Chuqiao with a hint of jealousy in their eyes.

They whispered to each other, guessing why the two were walking together.

Is it because they all wear glasses that their eyesight is not very good?

In front of the training camp building.

Passing through several uninhabited villas and buildings, the two walked slowly along the roadside.

This road runs from the training camp base halfway up the mountain to the town at the foot of the mountain.

When you reach the bend of the slope, you can see the fishing port town with a few lights already lit.

"How are you doing here?"

Lin Chuqiao and Fang Cheng walked side by side, looking at the scenery casually, and looked up and said.

She was wearing high heels and her clothes seemed to be padded with a lot of stuff, making the disguised person look tall and fat, and her body shape was not much different from Fang Cheng, a man.

When two people stand together, they are indeed prone to being criticized by other female compatriots.

"It's OK, but I just don't think it's suitable for me."

Seeing her mention this, Fang Cheng did not hide anything, so he spoke out his doubts:

"The meditation method taught by the True Martial Arts Society is rather strange. Their meditation target seems to be a certain god, and their actions seem like those of a religious group."

Lin Chuqiao smiled brightly when she heard this:
"You have realized that they are a group of pagans."

Fang Cheng then asked her:

"Does it mean that in order to achieve a higher level of meditation, one must believe in God?"

Lin Chuqiao shook his head and said, "It's not about believing in God, but you must have something worthy of your belief."

Fang Cheng looked at her puzzledly.

Lin Chuqiao explained slowly:

"Meditation was first practiced in the human clan period and has been passed down to this day in a variety of ways. Even in religious groups, there are other methods."

"For example, monks who practice the Bodhisattva path in Buddhism need to make vows as motivation and goal for their practice. The most famous ones are Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva's vow not to attain Buddhahood until hell is empty, and Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva's 12 great vows to save people from suffering."

"But this method of practice requires extremely high levels of understanding and perseverance. The journey from starting to practice to achieving nirvana is extremely long and difficult."

"Throughout this life, or even for generations, every reincarnation, it is an eternal practice. It is not something that can be achieved by just making a random vow."

"I don't really understand the reasoning, but to sum it up, it's what I just said: have something worthy of your belief, and be willing to move forward towards this goal with determination."

After listening to Lin Chuqiao's explanation, Fang Cheng nodded as if he had understood something, and then asked her:
“What is your meditation goal?”

"This is why I came to Yong'an Island."

Lin Chuqiao raised the corner of his mouth, revealing a mysterious smile:
"It's hard for me to explain the specific situation, I can only say that it is related to the Zhenxiang Society."

Seeing that Fang Cheng was still somewhat curious, he continued:

"Remember when I told you that I once strayed into something I really wanted to meet?"

"That time, by chance, I awakened a special ability, but it also put me on their blacklist, so this time I came here in disguise, ready to find an opportunity to get close to my target."

Fang Cheng couldn't help but ask after hearing this:

"What abilities have you awakened?"

Lin Chuqiao stopped and turned to look at Fang Cheng.

"In our circle, it's not polite to ask others what abilities they have."

As he spoke, the eyes behind the lenses sparkled and were full of anticipation.

"If I asked you that question now, would you tell me?"

Fang Cheng just smiled and didn't answer.

It turned out that she had long considered herself as someone who had awakened special abilities.

Strictly speaking, since I possess special skills and talents, I should indeed be classified as a person with special abilities.

However, Fang Cheng did not sense any malice from the woman in front of him.

On the contrary, the other party has helped me many times for free.

The two did not continue walking forward, but simply stood on the side of the road and looked at the island in the afterglow.

To the east is a long cape, bathed in the setting sun.

The silent light of dusk kept pouring down from the gaps in the clouds, making the surface of the sea look like it was covered with a layer of broken gold.

It's sunny and windy all day today.

In the evening, the clouds increased and it became a little chilly.

The wind blew Lin Chuqiao's hair and brushed her cheeks.

At this moment, she looks ordinary, but seems more approachable.

Fang Cheng glanced at her sideways and said solemnly:

"If you need anything, I can help you as long as it is within my ability."

"We'll see how things go then. If the plan goes well, I can handle it by myself."

Lin Chuqiao raised her hand and tucked her hair behind her ears, smiling sweetly:
"Of course, if I really encounter any difficulties, I will never be polite."

Fang Cheng smiled slightly.

At that time, Lin Chuqiao introduced herself to come here to learn meditation. Although it was a spur-of-the-moment idea, it was also within her calculations.

Stand still and enjoy the view for a moment.

The clouds gradually began to darken and a few stars emerged, shining brightly.

The two of them walked back while chatting.

"What has Pan Wendi been busy with these past two days? He ran out again at noon today and didn't even attend class."

Thinking of his roommate who helped Lin Chuqiao conceal her identity and was even more elusive than himself, Fang Cheng found a topic to talk about.

"He went to help me with something. He should be back by now, right?"

When Fang Cheng asked this question, Lin Chuqiao couldn't help but look confused and worried.

(End of this chapter)