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Chapter 241 Strive to Become the Target of Others' Faith

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The deep and powerful bell sound penetrated the mist, drifted slowly, and startled a few roosting birds.

The sounds of flapping wings and birds singing were intertwined, and after a moment, silence returned to the present.

The monks have finished their morning classes, and their solitary practice in the mountains has also come to a temporary end.

Fang Cheng raised his arms slightly and stretched his body, and his bones, which had been sitting for a long time, made a few slight "cracking" sounds.

Then he stood up, raised his head slightly, and looked at the eaves that were faintly visible not far away.

Against the backdrop of morning light and mist, the golden roofs and red walls are arranged in an orderly manner, exuding a mysterious and ancient atmosphere.

At this time, there were lamas in monk robes in groups of three or four in the temple, some walking, some sweeping the floor, and burning incense.

It is the only Tantric temple in the Eastern Capital, and its history is said to date back to the Yu Dynasty two thousand years ago.

The years have left traces of vicissitudes on the mottled exterior walls, but have also endowed it with a unique sense of heaviness and solemnity.

It seems to carry countless beliefs and heritages, providing spiritual comfort and transcendent guidance for believers who come here on pilgrimage.

Fang Cheng stared in the direction of the temple.

Although we are outside the Brahma Forest, we can still feel the thousand-year heritage contained therein.

This heritage even subtly influences the surrounding natural environment and the mood of tourists visiting this place.

His mind moved slightly, and Fang Cheng took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and entered the memory palace again.

Consciousness was like a smart tentacle, opening the bedroom door and then extending into the distance.

In that vast and boundless dark void, there was a faint flickering of brilliant golden light.

The outline of a temple emerged like a mirage.

Its flying eaves and corners are faintly visible in the dim light, as if trying to escape the fate of being swallowed by the abyss and revealing its former glory.

Various Dharma wheels, treasure towers, and parasols swayed gently in the black fog, making subtle tinkling sounds.

The lingering Buddhist chants play an ethereal melody, creating an extremely mysterious Buddhist world.

Compared with the real Lingquan Temple, this temple in my mind is many times more vast, like a quiet and deserted island.

The temple gate is tightly closed, isolating the two worlds inside and outside, but it cannot conceal its solemnity.

In front of the door, two stone lions squat majestically under the illusory light and shadow, as if telling the story of the morning and evening bells, and the rise and fall of incense over the past thousand years.

Looking at this "Buddha's Pure Land" that exists in the world of consciousness and is out of reach, Fang Cheng's heart was slightly moved and he was quite touched.

After completing his regular physical training today, he did not continue to practice air punches and boxing, but ran to the vicinity of Lingquan Temple.

Prepare to implement your own ideas, that is, how to absorb more external ideas.

Before this, Fang Cheng practiced the spiritual skills given by a mysterious person, successfully refining distracting thoughts and absorbing essence to increase his own spiritual attributes.

Therefore, I began to trace the root of the problem and ponder where these "distractions and demons" came from.

When Fang Cheng first started practicing meditation, he was troubled by various hallucinations and auditory hallucinations and had to deliberately suppress the perception of his five senses.

But at that time, this condition mainly occurred in a non-meditative state.

As long as you can successfully enter deep meditation, you can block out and isolate yourself from all external disturbances.

Afterwards, on Yong'an Island, after special training in the deep sea abyss, he broke through his physical limits, successfully advanced to expert-level meditation, and then ignited the fire of spirituality.

It seemed that it was from that time that the "distracting thoughts and demons" changed, as if they had changed the way they affected the mind.

In daily life, it lurks quietly and no one is aware of it.

Once he entered into a state of meditation, they would quietly awaken, lingering in his ears, whispering, or perhaps producing some hallucinations, interfering with his practice.

If viewed from the perspective of spiritual space, they appear as strands of radio wave signals floating around the memory palace.

As if attracted by Fang Cheng, who was a bright light in the darkness, he tried to infiltrate into this bright place that could shelter life consciousness.

Fang Cheng stayed inside the memory palace, observing the scene in the expanded room, and had a vague sense of wonder.

The walls covered with black curtains on all sides are like a barrier, isolating from external interference and void erosion, but they are not airtight.

Occasionally, there will still be some "noise" coming through.

It even sounds clearer than before, and I can vaguely make out the specific content.

It was as if someone was whispering a prayer to him. The voice was faint but persistent, carrying an indescribable piety and longing.

After discovering this, Fang Cheng had an epiphany and pondered over it secretly.

Where are the thoughts like prayer and wish likely to appear most often?
The answer is naturally those religious places, such as temples, Taoist temples, churches and the like.

People have various wishes, whether for peace and prosperity or a happy marriage, and they convey their inner demands to the gods and Buddhas they believe in through prayers.

In such a place, there must be a large number of similar mental fluctuations.

It is very likely that this is the source of those "distracting thoughts and demons" that you are pursuing.

Thinking of this, Fang Cheng ran to Lingquan Temple, not far from the hotel, after his morning exercise today.

This temple is a relatively rare ancient Tantric temple in the Xia Kingdom. It has always been famous and has a strong incense.

There is an endless stream of believers and tourists coming to worship and burn incense every day, and the religious atmosphere is extremely strong.

However, temples are, after all, pure Buddhist places with many strict rules and regulations, and it is not convenient for outsiders to act casually there and avoid attracting attention.

After much consideration, Fang Cheng finally chose a forest located on the back mountain of the temple.

The environment here is quiet and peaceful. Apart from birds and wild rabbits, there are no outsiders to disturb you, making it even more suitable for tranquility.

Fang Cheng listened to the chanting of monks in the temple, and performed morning lessons with them, meditating and practicing with all his heart.

Sure enough, when self-consciousness immersed in the memory palace.

I could clearly sense that many faint radio wave signals appeared again in the darkness.

They were like a group of elves summoned by a mysterious force, rushing towards the temple floating in the void.

Fang Cheng then mobilized his spiritual energy, and his whole body glowed with light, trying to attract those thoughts.

However, reality poured cold water on us.

No matter how hard he tried, those consciousnesses seemed to be blocked by an invisible and indestructible barrier.

No matter how fiercely the fire on his body burned or how brightly the light was, the spiritual fluctuations he emitted could not reach the consciousness attracted by the temple.

After several attempts, Fang Cheng did not give up and gradually realized the key.

Since these thoughts originate from people's prayers and wishes in religious places, they must revolve around a core, that is, there must be a goal of faith.

This goal is like a celestial body existing in the void of the universe, or like a huge magnet, emitting gravitational waves of a special frequency, gathering and absorbing the various beliefs of believers.

It is obvious that the consciousness attracted to the temple does not belong to themselves. They have established affiliations and spiritual imprints.

Perhaps from a religious perspective, the spiritual energy contained in this consciousness that stems from faith can be completely called "willpower."

Therefore, if you really want to gain the power of vows, you must build your own group of believers and let them continuously gather spiritual power to you.

If you think about it carefully, this approach is actually very similar to what Lin Chuqiao once talked about, which is setting meditation goals.

However, in order to enter a state of meditation, Fang Cheng needed to find a target that was suitable for him to anchor in the vast world of consciousness.

Now, what Fang Cheng needs to do is to change his role and make others regard him as a target worthy of anchoring in the conscious world.

In other words, it means becoming a beacon of spiritual belief for others, illuminating their confused path forward, and guiding them to channel the power of belief toward themselves.

This is undoubtedly a new road full of challenges and unknowns.

At the same time, it also opens a mysterious door leading to a higher level and realm of life.

Fang Cheng looked up.

In Lingquan Temple, the smoke rising from the sky seemed to be the bond between the mortal world and the fairyland. Although the spiritual practice today did not go as expected, it absorbed more external consciousness and turned it into its own use.

But in the process of practice, Fang Cheng experienced unprecedented world scenery and comprehended the hidden extraordinary mysteries.

Moreover, this quiet place surrounded by mountains and forests seems to be filled with an indescribable sense of peace because it has been nourished by the incense of Lingquan Temple for a long time.

With the help of this unique atmosphere, Fang Cheng's progress in meditation practice has improved a lot.

There is even a clearer connection between him and the several "believers" whose willpower he has absorbed.

The few threads that seemed to be there and not there originally, after this training, became a clearly perceptible bond.

I believe that as cultivation continues to deepen, this "bond" will become closer and more stable, and the transmission of information will become smoother and more unimpeded.

At that time, Fang Cheng might be able to follow the connection to find them in real life and confirm their identities.

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A burst of clear bird calls broke the silence of the forest, like a morning bell, waking Fang Cheng from his thoughts.

He retracted his gaze, raised his wrist and looked at the sports watch he was wearing.

The screen clearly displays: February 2, 23:8.

At this moment, the surrounding environment changed quietly.

The fog, like a veil, has gradually dissipated.

The sun shines through the clouds, casting large swaths of light onto the mountains, forests and temples. The whole world seems to be lit up in an instant.

It’s getting late, we have to go back to the hotel immediately, otherwise we will miss the best dining time.

Fang Cheng brushed the dust off his butt and jumped down from the stone where he was meditating.

Then, while doing relaxation exercises such as chest expansion and leg kicking, he walked along the winding mountain path towards the outside of the woods.

The journey was very quiet and he met almost no one, which made him feel particularly relaxed and at ease.

Although this place also belongs to the Yulong Lake Scenic Area, its location is quite remote.

On weekdays, apart from those devout believers, few tourists choose to visit here.

This is Fang Cheng's second visit here.

Since the Spring Festival holiday, it can be said that he has spent most of his time in Wanghu Town in the past two weeks.

One of the reasons was that the house where my grandfather lived in his old age was being renovated and he needed help to look after it.

The main reason is that this place is very suitable for exercising.

There are many mountains and forests, the environment is quiet and the air quality is very good.

It's like it's been filtered, extremely pure, without any peculiar smell.

Take a deep breath, and the fresh air goes straight into your lungs, as if it can cleanse every cell in your body.

It can be said that the feeling is not much different from the original experience on Yong'an Island.

Anyway, my uncle booked a room at Yuehu Hotel for two months.

Therefore, as long as there is nothing important happening in the club and Old Factory Street, Fang Cheng will run here.

Perhaps it is because the natural environment here is extremely superior and the concentration of negative oxygen ions in the air is high.

He clearly felt that physical exercise was very effective and his fitness skills improved a bit faster than when he was in the city.

After every strenuous exercise, even if my body is tired, I can still feel full of energy and spirit.

While organizing his thoughts, Fang Cheng summoned the panel to check the training results in recent period.

[Push-ups lv3 (165/1000)] (Master of Strong Arms, Qilin Arms)

[Squat lv3 (128/1000)] (Lonely person)

[Leg Raise lv2 (269/500)] (Ape Waist)

[Pull-ups level 2 (306/500)]

[Back Bridge lv2 (257/500)] (Iron Bridge)
[Handstand lv2 (283/500)] (Walking in the Air)

[Running level 0 (45/100)]

The two skills of push-ups and squats have reached the master level.

If you want to take your skills to a higher level in the future, you can only rely on daily accumulation. This is not something that can be achieved overnight, so don't be impatient.

The skill progress bars for several other skills, including leg raises, pull-ups, back bridges and handstand push-ups, have all reached halfway.

As long as you persevere and practice diligently, it is estimated that in the next one to two months, you should be able to break through the bottleneck and achieve upgrades.

Then look at the fighting skill column.

Although morning exercises usually focus more on physical training and not too much time is spent on boxing practice, the speed of skill improvement is not slow.

[Boxing lv2 (329/500)] (Iron Fist)

[Sanda lv2 (315/500)] (Lightning Dance)

[Jujutsu level 2 (207/500)] (Elasticity)

[Muay Thai lv2 (89/500)] (Steel Bone, Dominant Body)
[Tai Chi Lv1 (76/250)] (Dissipate Strength)

This was mainly due to the three consecutive battles that took place after arriving in Wanghu Town.

After all, actual combat is the most effective way to hone fighting skills and improve combat effectiveness.

Fang Cheng couldn't help but daydream secretly.

"This place has a good natural environment and the local customs seem to be quite simple."

"If I fight a few times every now and then, my boxing and fighting skills will probably be able to reach the Grandmaster level soon..."

Then he shook his head and smiled.

Fighting is something you don't seek out. You can't just go around the streets looking for people to fight with.

Thinking of this, people have quickly walked out of the forest and saw the sparkling Yulong Lake.

Fang Cheng immediately gathered his thoughts and ran along the lakeside track towards the Yuehu Hotel with brisk and rhythmic steps.

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The sunlight shines softly into the hotel restaurant through the floor-to-ceiling windows.

Fang Cheng found a seat by the window and sat down.

The food was neatly arranged on the table, including steaming buns, pancakes, meat porridge, fresh fruit slices, and a glass of fragrant milk.

There were not many people in the restaurant, and occasionally there was the sound of cutlery colliding.

The waiters moved lightly among the people, clearing away the plates with quick and efficient movements.

As the journey was quite long, it was almost nine o'clock when we got back to the hotel and there were not many people in the restaurant.

Fang Cheng had greeted them in advance last night, and after his uncles had finished their breakfast, they went about their own business.

My mother also came over from Ren'an Hospital these two days to help look after my grandfather and the renovation work on the house.

Her work at the hospital will not be handed over until early next month, but she is not as busy as before and has a lot more free time.

Fang Cheng enjoyed his breakfast leisurely, looking out the window at the garden view.

At this moment, a series of footsteps suddenly sounded.

A figure came over, sat down directly opposite him, and then greeted him:
"Hello friend."

Fang Cheng immediately turned his head and looked at the person who came, with a hint of surprise in his eyes.

(End of this chapter)