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Chapter 236: Spiritual Breakthrough, the Path to Transcendence

late at night.

Yuehu Hotel, everything is quiet.

The velvet curtains hung vertically from high above, the fluff was so thick and dense that it completely blocked out the moonlight outside the window.

The entire room seemed to have turned into a black shadow, with only the luxurious outlines of the furniture inside being barely visible.

The sofa turned into a blurry block, and the crystal chandelier lost its bright light and became dim.

At this moment, Fang Cheng was sitting cross-legged on the bed with his eyes slightly closed, as if he was sitting in the deep void of the universe.

The pineal gland between the eyebrows feels like a burning flame, and faintly emits a red glow.

Outside the window, the entire Wanghu Town had already fallen into a deep sleep.

Occasionally, the tail lights of an airplane would streak across the night sky, flashing a few times before disappearing.

In this room sealed by darkness, there seemed to be an indicator light sending signals, flickering on and off.

Fang Cheng's face was cast with a hint of mystery, half hidden in the darkness and half outlined by the faint light.

If you were to look down at him from a God's perspective, standing in another dimension, you could see him at this moment.

A layer of orange-red flames appeared around Fang Cheng's body, jumping and dancing continuously.

The flame seemed to ignite from the depths of the soul, using the dependent body as firewood, slowly consuming it and bursting into light.

Fang Cheng, who was sitting here, seemed to have turned into a human-shaped torch that was burning fiercely.

All around was the boundless dark void, with no boundaries and no end, just like the chaos at the beginning of the universe.

It seemed that all things in the world had been ruthlessly swallowed up by the Creator, leaving only the black fog and undercurrent that could freeze the soul filling the air.

But in the dead silence of the void, waves of condensed consciousness appeared and disappeared from time to time.

They seem to be pilgrims from distant stars, traveling across endless time and space, heading towards the remaining land of light, pursuing a glimmer of hope.

Thus, a long tail of light was dragged in the darkness, leaving behind footprints that showed its existence.

These ideologies are bizarre and contain chaotic, complex and difficult to express messages.

Some seemed to be about to dissipate and melt into the black fog, while others flickered, still stubbornly emitting faint light.

At this moment, he seemed to be attracted by Fang Cheng, who was also in the void but turned into a torch.

They were seen floating from all directions, like winding silk threads, circling and converging, circling layer by layer.

Faintly, there was a rustling and extremely noisy strange sound.

It seemed as if countless radio stations were broadcasting programs of different styles at the same time, with various frequencies intertwining and interfering with each other.

Fang Cheng remained motionless, sitting upright in the flames.

But this time, when faced with these conscious thoughts from the outside world that interfered with my own consciousness, I no longer rejected them, but chose to accept them calmly.

Every jumping flame on his body is like a guardian of spiritual consciousness, supporting a warm area in this dark void.

The scattered light emitted circles of invisible waves, attracting them to wriggle like caterpillars, getting closer and closer, and becoming more and more dense.

Until the first "bug" tentatively extended its tentacles and gently touched the flame barrier that was protecting Fang Cheng.

In an instant, the flame seemed to be awakened by instinct, trembling slightly, and quickly drew the "little insect of consciousness" into it.

The flames licked wantonly, making a sizzling sound.

It was like a hungry beast seeing its fat prey and couldn't wait to feast on it.

The consciousness let out a creepy scream under the high temperature of the flames.

It first trembled violently in fear, trying to break free from the flames, and its originally blurred shape became even more distorted and scattered.

Then, the misty consciousness was evaporated by the high temperature and condensed into an extremely tiny particle emitting fluorescent light.

The faint light of consciousness flickered continuously, as if making a final struggle, but was helplessly swallowed up by the flames bit by bit, until it completely faded and disappeared, blending into this land of light.

After being nourished, the flames suddenly jumped for joy, scrambling to lick the "little conscious bugs" near them.

As it devoured more, the flame, which had originally seemed a little hungry, gradually became less aggressive.

Begin to learn to adopt a more inclusive attitude, tempting those consciousnesses to actively integrate and bring them into the aperture.

After this brief resistance, all conscious thoughts from the outside world were inevitably and completely burned by the flames.

Impurities dissipated into nothingness like ashes blown away by the wind.

The remaining essence, under the refinement of the flame, turns into drops of shining light, as pure as spiritual energy of star fragments.

These energies were attracted and slowly gathered towards Fang Cheng's eyebrows.

Every time a drop was absorbed, a barely perceptible light flashed between his brows.

The pineal gland seemed to respond and became hotter and hotter.

Fang Cheng's face gradually turned red, and beads of sweat oozed from his forehead.

However, in this spiritual feast, self-consciousness greedily enjoys the nourishment and continues to grow stronger.

Breathing also becomes slower, longer and more rhythmic.

Every breath you take is like absorbing the mysterious energy in the endless darkness, taking the essence of the outside world into yourself.

Every time you exhale, it seems as if all the turbid air and distracting thoughts in your body are dispelled, leaving only the pure mind that has been tempered by fire, steadily moving towards a deeper spiritual realm.

At the same time, in the darkness, the light blue panel was also flashing brightly.

One after another, prompt messages flashed before my eyes as I breathed in and out.

[You practice meditation skills and gradually master advanced spiritual techniques. Experience increases by +1]

[You are absorbing external thoughts, refining your self-awareness, and your spirit increases by 0.001]

[You are absorbing external thoughts, refining your self-awareness, and your spirit increases by 0.001]

[You practice meditation skills and gradually master advanced spiritual techniques. Experience increases by +1]

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[Congratulations, after unremitting efforts, your spiritual attribute has achieved a breakthrough and reached 44 points]

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[Congratulations, after unremitting efforts, your spiritual attribute has achieved a breakthrough and reached 45 points]

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"call----"

After an unknown amount of time, a long exhalation broke the silence.

Fang Cheng suddenly opened his eyes and looked around.

What came into view was not a luxurious hotel room, but one's own bedroom far away in Jiuchang Street, Jiangbei.

The familiar walls, the shabby desk, everything seemed so real and within reach.

After a brief trance, Fang Cheng's face suddenly became calm, and there was a faint flame flickering deep in his pupils.

The purpose of this meditation practice tonight is to verify whether the spiritual power given by the mysterious person is real and effective.

He made several attempts on purpose, and then came up with a bold idea. He decided to take action against those "distracting thoughts and demons" that had been bothering him like hallucinations.

According to the formula of the exercise:
"To purify consciousness, one needs to find a quiet room, sit cross-legged with eyes closed, and draw external consciousness into one's own spiritual realm, to detect hidden impurities, and with a tenacious mind, gather them into a burning true fire, burn them up, and finally make them clear..."

Relying on his own understanding, Fang Cheng guided the external consciousness into the memory palace he had carefully constructed, treating it as the spiritual secret realm mentioned in the exercises.

The burning true fire formed by a tenacious mind should obviously be the spiritual fire in the mind that has miraculous effects.

In this way, spiritual practice is carried out according to the content of the exercises.

In the end, it worked and the results were remarkable, even beyond expectations.

Fang Cheng's eyes flickered as he looked at the panel information that appeared in front of him.

[Meditation experience +50]

【Meditation lv1 (143/250)】

The first time I tried to practice this spiritual skill, I actually gained so much experience points in one go. You know, every time I practiced meditation skills in the past, even if it lasted for four or five hours, the experience points I gained would not exceed 5 points at most.

And now...

Fang Cheng raised his wrist and looked at the time displayed on his sports watch.

1: 52.

It has only been four hours since I went to bed and started meditating at 10 o'clock in the evening.

If there are such remarkable results every time, then wouldn't the speed of skill improvement be like riding a rocket, and you can quickly reach the master level of meditation?
Fang Cheng shook his head and smiled, knowing clearly what was going on.

The reason why I was able to gain so much experience this time was mainly due to the mastery of a very special spiritual technique.

Thinking of this, Fang Cheng's eyes flashed slightly, and then he switched the panel to the property interface.

【Strength: 40】

[Agility: 40]

[Physique: 41]

【Spirit: 45】

Before, I concentrated on practicing spiritual skills, using true fire to constantly burn external thoughts and refine spiritual energy.

This process is reflected on the panel as the mental attribute progress bar continues to grow and breaks through two percentage points in succession.

It upgraded from 43 points to 45 points.

This is the most important gain from tonight’s meditation practice!

Because this proves a point.

You can completely increase your spiritual attributes and speed up your upgrade by refining and absorbing external thoughts.

According to the content of the exercises, it is to strengthen self-awareness, constantly break through shackles, and finally move towards the realm of transcendence!

With such longing in mind, Fang Cheng's heart was filled with excitement.

It was as if I saw a path to a transcendental realm extending beneath my feet, with each step carrying infinite possibilities.

Then he took a deep breath, calmed himself, and looked at the scene around him.

After this spiritual training, the noise lingering in the ears and the illusions flashing before the eyes all disappeared.

Even this carefully constructed memory palace seemed to have undergone some miraculous changes.

The walls, floor, and ceiling seemed to be infused with mysterious power, becoming thicker, giving people a more solid and secure feeling.

Fang Cheng calmed down and used his consciousness to carefully sense everything around him.

Suddenly his eyes fixed, as if he noticed something strange.

He immediately got up from the bed, walked barefoot on the ground, and walked quickly towards the "door" connecting to the outside world.

Click.

He reached out and grasped the cold door handle, turning it gently.

The door, which was originally tightly closed, creaked and then quietly opened with the force.

The door continued to open slowly, revealing the scene outside the bedroom.

There was no black fog rolling like ink, nor any breathtaking, roaring waves or wind.

After pushing the door open completely, although what came into view was still darkness, Fang Cheng could feel the existence of walls and the ground.

The feeling was like a dream, just like walking into a dark room with all four sides tightly covered by black satin curtains.

Speaking of which, it's a bit similar to the voice chat room of the Smiling Devil.

Although it seems dark and boundless, it actually has boundaries. As long as you concentrate and explore, you can find clues.

Fang Cheng stepped into it, feeling the sponge-like touch under his feet, and he seemed to understand something.

The external consciousness that has been forged by the fire of the soul is eventually refined into pure spiritual energy, which is successfully absorbed by oneself and used to nourish self-consciousness.

In a sense, the memory palace is equivalent to the concrete manifestation of self-awareness.

Those foreign ideas that carry all kinds of complicated information, after being forged and removing impurities, have become the most suitable "building materials".

Therefore, the memory palace was expanded and the surrounding scenery changed accordingly.

Fang Cheng's eyes slowly swept across the dark space of about dozens of square meters, centered on the bedroom.

It's like a deserted construction site waiting for bricks and tiles to be added, with infinite possibilities hidden everywhere.

But to truly achieve expansion and complete formation, it obviously requires richer spiritual energy and consciousness information.

And Fang Cheng's practice of this mysterious technique, refining external consciousness and turning it into his own use may be a shortcut to quickly achieve his goal.

Every successful absorption of a thought is like adding a solid brick to the construction of the memory palace.

Perhaps, in the near future.

A truly huge and magnificent palace rises from the ground in this dark void, which is not just a fantasy.

Fang Cheng finished his training in the "Secret Realm of Spiritual Secrets" and paused to observe for a while, with a plan in mind.

Immediately end meditation and guide your consciousness back to reality.

When I opened my eyes, I saw the familiar hotel room.

The darkness is filled with the faint scent of lavender, making people feel peaceful and comfortable.

However, as soon as I came to my senses, a strong feeling of hunger like a surging tide swept from my stomach.

Fang Cheng then realized that the special spiritual training just now had consumed such a huge amount of physical energy.

When practicing this technique, not only does the mind need to be highly concentrated, but even the physical body is like firewood ignited by flames, suffering damage unconsciously.

At this moment, Fang Cheng's stomach was rumbling, so he stood up, quickly put on his coat, and prepared to go downstairs to see if there was anything to eat.

As a five-star hotel, Yuehu Hotel provides 24-hour catering services.

Even in the early hours of the morning, guests can still order food at the cafe on the first floor at any time. The food options include Western burgers, sandwiches, pasta, and a variety of coffee drinks.

Of course, if you go to the restaurant's late-night window, you can also buy Chinese food such as rice, stir-fried dishes, noodles, etc.

Fang Cheng planned to go to the cafe and restaurant downstairs to have a meal.

Then go back to the room, order food by phone, and have the waiter bring it up.

This way, it should be enough to fill your stomach without being too filling.

Half an hour later, Fang Cheng walked out of the restaurant and burped with a little satisfaction.

With his hands in his trouser pockets, he strolled leisurely along a deserted corridor.

The moonlight outside the window is like water, pouring into the hotel's well-maintained garden.

It adds a bit of tranquility and poetry to the silent night. It is a great time to go out for a late-night stroll around the lake and mountains.

Unfortunately, single people have no one to accompany them.

Fang Cheng shook his head and sighed, and soon he arrived at the elevator.

I pressed the up button, and the elevator door, which was already parked on the first floor, slowly opened.

He stepped in steadily and then pressed the number of the floor where he lived.

Just as the elevator door was about to close, a burst of hurried and messy footsteps approached from afar.

Someone shouted, "Wait!"

When Fang Cheng heard the sound, he immediately helped press the door opening button.

Immediately afterwards, two figures squeezed in hurriedly.

Fang Cheng looked up and saw that the two men's clothes were ragged and torn in many places, as if they had been in a fierce fight.

Looking more closely, I could see faint traces of blood seeping out from the damaged areas.

More importantly, these two people actually know each other.

(End of this chapter)