Very reasonable cultivation

The sun gradually emerged, illuminating the morning clouds like swirling golden flames, and casting a halo over the distant mountains.

Aside from the eldest brother, who was not surprised, Tian Zhen and Da Zhuang were both captivated. Da Zhuang had lived in a mountain village since childhood, spending most of his time with a hammer, and had never seen such a sight. Tian Zhen, who had been busy studying and working in his previous life and had been accompanied by Gui Suo and Mu Mu in this life, had never seen such a sight either.

While enjoying the beautiful scenery, I didn’t know how long I walked before the sun had risen completely.

After walking for a while, Tian Zhen felt out of breath and short of breath.

"Oh my god, I feel so uncomfortable. Is this altitude sickness? Spiritual energy, this is different from what I thought of as cultivating immortals. Why don't I see any spiritual energy nourishment or anything like that?" Tian Zhen, with a bitter face, was full of inner drama and even compared regional differences. However, this aggravated the consumption of oxygen. Before he had taken a hundred steps, he could no longer think and was hanging on by a little bit of self-esteem.

The mountain road is naturally not easy to walk on, let alone climbing a slope. Soon, Master Tian became numb. He couldn't calculate how fast he was going because he was numb. But the good news was that he had arrived.

From a distance, they saw their master sitting quietly on a huge rock. When they approached, he made a gesture to end his practice and then stood up.

"Master, is he absorbing spiritual energy?"

"I don't know. I didn't see anything special."

"Okay, we're close, be quiet."

Do you think the above is a conversation between fellow apprentices? No, it's actually Tian Zhen's own internal questions and answers, also known as inner drama. He believes this isn't mental illness, but rather a mix of logical thinking. For example, a bold idea, based on which a piece of information is generated, while cautious thoughts, real-time analysis, three perspectives, urgent needs, and other silent logical thinking, as long as they don't break out of this circle, can all be summarized as a kind of "I" thinking.

This ability allowed him to survive eleven years without a cell phone, from infancy to the present night. God knows how he managed to get through it. In short, he refused to admit that he was sick.

"Master," the eldest brother Yu Huan called out, and he and Tian Zhen waited on the side.

Just when Tian Zhen was about to say good morning to his master, his master finally turned around.

He took a closer look at the two apprentices he had just accepted. The second apprentice, named Tian Li, looked normal. He nodded with satisfaction. Then he looked again and saw that Tian Zhen had a pair of plateau reds on his face, but his lips were pale, which was obviously caused by insufficient blood. It was so low, but his body was obviously weak.

This doesn't mean anything.

Wang Xu didn't wait, but floated down from the rock. After signaling for him to follow, he walked towards a cave entrance that was about three meters high and four meters wide.

Tian Zhen and others followed closely behind.

Walking into the cave, you will find a different world inside, spacious, flat and bright, which is why it is called the Cave Mansion.

What attracted Tian Zhen's attention the most was that there was a pool inside. In the center of the pool was a flat stone, with almost one-fifth of it exposed above the water surface. It seemed to be used for meditation. This was not surprising, as there was a round hole above it, with natural light projected down.

"That's where Master usually practices, right? It's quite advanced."

"Yeah, I'm really looking forward to seeing what spiritual energy looks like."

"Hurry up, I can't wait!"

No matter how much pain you suffer inside, time is not controlled by your own will.

"Oh my god, this cheap chef is actually brewing tea so slowly."

"Show some respect, he's our master!"

The three views of "respect" set the tone, and Tian Zhen remained silent and respectful.

It wasn't until Elder Wang Xu had taken his first sip of tea that he began to speak: "As my disciples, I don't require you to have particularly high aptitude for cultivation, but your character and understanding must be good. I am relieved about this now, and I look forward to you surprising me in the future. I will teach you a few mantras later. Go back and recite them carefully. Once you have a sense of Qi, I will teach you the complete cultivation method."

Even when he returned to the small cave where he was staying, Tian Zhen was still confused. This was different from what I had imagined about cultivating immortals.

What spirit swallows up everything, what is clear and free, what is in the mind of the mountains and rivers, is in my heart.

Can you feel spiritual energy by reading this? While the idea is simple to grasp, the underlying question is, what is Qi? How many times do you need to read it to understand it?

With many questions in mind, Tian Zhen sat cross-legged on the stone bed and began to recite silently with doubt.

Until the sun set and my legs were numb, there was no magical effect.

"Damn! Is it because I'm not talented enough, or what?"

"This method is useless. It's better to just give up and do something you want to do. Don't waste your time, dog."

"Isn't it a bit too arbitrary to draw conclusions based on just one afternoon of persistence?"

"What if it really works?"

"Anyway, I'm not coming today. Let's talk about it tomorrow."

"Then take a rest and continue tomorrow."

He pounded his cramped calf, stretched himself, and picked up some fruit nearby to fill his stomach.

Hearing the buzzing in his ears, Tian Zhen was about to lie down to rest when he decided to get up and light a fire. By the way, why are there still mosquitoes here?

Finally, Tian Zhen finished making the fire and lay on the bed and began to brainstorm questions and answers.

"What exactly is sneaking?"

"do not know."

"Shut up, you."

"We can look at it from multiple perspectives: one is from the range of descriptions from multiple people, and the other is from the information we earnestly feedback ourselves. Furthermore, we've actually come into contact with this sneaky thing, and the conditions are met, allowing for a more detailed comparative analysis.

"No way, you're serious."

"Fork it out! Fork it out!"

"The sneaky ghost I encountered that day caused my body to perceive coldness as a sensation. After thorough contact, a chill swept over my entire body, and my consciousness quickly became blurry."

"Fear?"

"A little at first, but then I just thought the face was so bland."

"I guess the body's information is being manipulated synchronously."

"The question is, what is cold?"

"Thermal expansion and contraction should be considered a type of force."

"You are comparing everything that can move to a kind of force."

"In other words, it is the yang in the yin-yang cycle."

"Fuck, there's a lot to learn here. Forces act on each other. The human body feels cold because of the interaction of forces."

"It allows for rapid compression of material information."

"Why?"

"Hot steel becomes brittle when exposed to cold water."

"nonsense!"

"High temperatures can cause the information between substances to form a fusion state, while low temperatures can cause the information between substances to form a nanoscale state."

"What did you realize?"

"Those things operate in a certain temperature environment, just like crystals and ice. The human body's temperature is the normal temperature for information transmission. A little more or less can cause problems with bodily functions. If the guisu is a regular low-temperature crystallization produced by human information, it makes sense that the guisu can suck people dry."

"I have a bold idea. Is spiritual energy also a kind of low-temperature regular crystallization?"

"That's possible! In some novels, ghost energy can be used for cultivation. Spiritual energy should be similar, right?"

"Without sufficient experimental conditions, we cannot obtain more accurate information."

"Alas, what exactly is the avenue?"

“If only the world could change more simply.”

In a daze, Tian Zhen fell asleep with the flickering flames.