I rely on collecting five blessings to cultivate immortality
Chapter 263 Three Hearts and Three Confusions
Chapter 263 Three Hearts Samadhi
The morning light illuminates Zixia Peak, and Ren Zhen wakes up surrounded by the sound of cock crowing, but the senior brother is nowhere to be seen, and cooking smoke floats outside the window.
After washing his face and eating a full stomach, Ren Zhen told the elder brother to forget about his lunch, and went to find a secluded place to practice.
Zixia Peak is sparsely populated, and not long after leaving the barren path, you can see mountains, lakes, cliffs, exotic flowers and plants.
Ren Zhen kept tsk-tsk all the way, and there were only four people living on Zixia Peak, it was a waste of money.
Finally, he found a lakeshore with rippling blue waves, backed by a mountain peak and facing the misty sea water. The scenery was good and no one disturbed him.
Ren Zhen took out the "Three Heart Samadhi" cheat book from Najie and studied it carefully.
He has never practiced spells that temper his soul, so it is quite difficult to understand. Fortunately, there is a Chinese ink pen to explain between the lines, so that he can read it smoothly.
"It is necessary to separate the consciousness..." Ren Zhen couldn't help taking a breath and muttering in the middle of reading.
Spiritual consciousness is the most vulnerable part of a monk's body, and most of the exercises dare not involve it. The cultivation method of "Three Heart Samadhi" actually has to actively split the spiritual consciousness. Tao Xiao.
"No wonder the senior brother said that most of the previous practitioners have gone crazy..." Ren Zhen frowned, and continued to read, hesitating in his heart, this spell is really desperate.
The 'Three Heart Samadhi' is divided into two levels. Only by dividing the spiritual consciousness into three parts can the cultivation be successful.
The masters of the 'Three-Heart Samadhi' can do three things with one mind, and get twice the result with half the effort when practicing. When fighting with others, it is like three people fighting one person.
Ren Zhen closed the book in his hand, closed his eyes, and silently weighed the risks and rewards in his heart.
The two functions of training acceleration and combat power blessing are particularly attractive. The three-year contract is imminent, and any method to quickly improve combat power should not be missed.
Moreover, 'Three Heart Samadhi' is also related to the recasting of the natal magic weapon...
Ren Zhen gritted his teeth and made a cruel decision, wouldn't it mean that he might go crazy?
He reopened the pages of the book and transported spiritual power into the meridians and acupoints according to the rules in the book.
"Qi spreads essence and flow, captures emotion and returns to nature, returns to roots and roots, yin and yang are the measure, and the three huahuas gather at the top..."
After stumbling and running for half a week, there was a sharp pain from Ren Zhen's orifice, as if two horses were tearing apart his mind, and every root meridian would be torn in two, the spiritual power was confined in the orifice, and he was in a dilemma.
Just when he was about to go mad, the green bracelet suspended in the orifice suddenly exuded a burst of coolness.
"Don't die too early." The delicate voice rippling slightly.
The pain weakened, the Qi mechanism became unobstructed again, and the spiritual power slowly circulated, and finally managed to circulate for a week amidst the stinging pain.
Ren Zhen opened his eyes suddenly, panting heavily with lingering fear, the veins on his forehead were throbbing wildly, and his back was wet with cold sweat.
If it wasn't for the help of the white-tailed black fox, he almost had an accident just now.
This is only the first practice!
Ren Zhen turned his palms down, calmed down his breath slowly, gritted his teeth and started the 'Three Heart Samadhi' again.
He wants to go all the way to the dark side, but how can he regret it after he has just taken a step?
The spiritual power flowed into the orifice again, the bottomless pain tore the nerves, the top of the skull felt like an electric shock, Ren Zhen's teeth were grinding and rattling.
Fortunately, the green bracelet relieved part of the pain, otherwise he would have passed out long ago.
Tormented by the pain, Ren Zhen wanted to live and die, gradually lost in the dark mist, unable to distinguish the passage of time, the illusory reality, and opened his eyes again, and the full moon was already high.
After a day of practice, I can hardly feel the changes in my consciousness, but my eyesight seems to be wider.
Ren Zhen stood up pale, his hands shaking non-stop.
If he continued to practice, his life might be in danger, so he had to follow the path back to the small courtyard to rest.
"What sin did I do..." He was walking in the mountains and forests exhausted, his forehead was throbbing with pain, "Why do you always practice spells that torture yourself..."
Under the moonlight, Ren Zhen suddenly thought of Senior Ji, he might like 'Three Hearts Samadhi'...
"Junior brother, are you back?" As soon as he reached the peak, Ren Zhen saw the senior brother waiting at the door, wearing an apron and said with a smile: "I was planning to go out to find you."
The elder brother found that Ren Zhen was in a bad state, so he collected his expression, widened his eyes and asked, "Have you practiced 'Three Heart Samadhi'?"
Ren Zhen smiled weakly, staggered into the yard, and dived into the room without any movement.
When he woke up again, the sun was already high, and Ren Zhen got up with his hands on his forehead, like a hangover, his mind was overwhelmed.
There was a sound of bamboo brooms rustling outside the door, and the figure of the senior brother suddenly stopped and pushed open the door.
"Junior brother, are you awake? I'll help you warm up the food." The senior brother smiled warmly, his eyes vaguely worried, "Master told me, wake up and go find him."
Ren Zhen nodded his thanks, bared his teeth and knocked on the door of Master's room.
The old man was lying on the wicker chair with his legs crossed, holding a cracked coffee cup in his hand, still looking foolish.
"Master, are you looking for me?" Ren Zhen asked in pain, his mind was in a mess.
The old man opened his eyes slightly, looked at it for a while, and said with satisfaction: "Well, it's not bad, continue to practice, and practice the first level to a small success before the official start of school."
"Ah?" Ren Zhen's eyes twitched, "A month?"
Ren Zhen went to the kitchen with a sad face, and took a bowl of porridge from the big brother.
"Junior brother, are you alright?" The elder brother asked with concern.
Ren Zhen raised his head wanting to cry but couldn't say a word.
For the next month, Ren Zhen spent every moment in pain. He was tortured to the point of death every day, and his head seemed to be torn in half. Thanks to the coolness of the green bracelet, he could persevere.
Finally, on the night before school started, Ren Zhen's mind changed.
The originally condensed consciousness protruded slightly, which was the result of using spiritual power for a month.
He let out a breath, slowly opened his eyes, and gradually got used to the pain from the initial training, and he couldn't help being a little happy to see the results being born. Finally, he didn't suffer in vain this month.
As the moonlight fell, a moth flew in the summer night, flapping its wings and passing by Ren Zhen's eyes.
Ren Zhen's eyes were fixed on the pink and white moths in the air, and at the same time he could notice the beetles crawling in the soil, with a slightly double-minded intention.
"After the first level of training is completed, can I use Zidian to destroy the lightning and at the same time make Zihuanghuo?" Ren Zhen couldn't hide his inner excitement, and murmured: "It's like a clone!"
Although the tingling pain remained in his head, Ren Zhen fell asleep contentedly that night, almost overslept the next morning, and ran all the way down Zixu Peak.
The freshmen of Shengyuanxian School will take classes together for the first half of the year, and then take the exam, and then they will be assigned to each peak.
The place where the freshmen attend classes is in the canyon surrounded by the seven peaks, and the dormitory is also in it. Ren Zhen is a special case. Not only did he come to the school ahead of time, he was also directly assigned to Zixu Peak.
The senior brother brought back Ren Zhen's school uniform a few days ago, a black military uniform with a large lapel, a crimson purple belt, representing Zixu Peak, and a white jade pendant that only inner disciples can have.
(End of this chapter)
The morning light illuminates Zixia Peak, and Ren Zhen wakes up surrounded by the sound of cock crowing, but the senior brother is nowhere to be seen, and cooking smoke floats outside the window.
After washing his face and eating a full stomach, Ren Zhen told the elder brother to forget about his lunch, and went to find a secluded place to practice.
Zixia Peak is sparsely populated, and not long after leaving the barren path, you can see mountains, lakes, cliffs, exotic flowers and plants.
Ren Zhen kept tsk-tsk all the way, and there were only four people living on Zixia Peak, it was a waste of money.
Finally, he found a lakeshore with rippling blue waves, backed by a mountain peak and facing the misty sea water. The scenery was good and no one disturbed him.
Ren Zhen took out the "Three Heart Samadhi" cheat book from Najie and studied it carefully.
He has never practiced spells that temper his soul, so it is quite difficult to understand. Fortunately, there is a Chinese ink pen to explain between the lines, so that he can read it smoothly.
"It is necessary to separate the consciousness..." Ren Zhen couldn't help taking a breath and muttering in the middle of reading.
Spiritual consciousness is the most vulnerable part of a monk's body, and most of the exercises dare not involve it. The cultivation method of "Three Heart Samadhi" actually has to actively split the spiritual consciousness. Tao Xiao.
"No wonder the senior brother said that most of the previous practitioners have gone crazy..." Ren Zhen frowned, and continued to read, hesitating in his heart, this spell is really desperate.
The 'Three Heart Samadhi' is divided into two levels. Only by dividing the spiritual consciousness into three parts can the cultivation be successful.
The masters of the 'Three-Heart Samadhi' can do three things with one mind, and get twice the result with half the effort when practicing. When fighting with others, it is like three people fighting one person.
Ren Zhen closed the book in his hand, closed his eyes, and silently weighed the risks and rewards in his heart.
The two functions of training acceleration and combat power blessing are particularly attractive. The three-year contract is imminent, and any method to quickly improve combat power should not be missed.
Moreover, 'Three Heart Samadhi' is also related to the recasting of the natal magic weapon...
Ren Zhen gritted his teeth and made a cruel decision, wouldn't it mean that he might go crazy?
He reopened the pages of the book and transported spiritual power into the meridians and acupoints according to the rules in the book.
"Qi spreads essence and flow, captures emotion and returns to nature, returns to roots and roots, yin and yang are the measure, and the three huahuas gather at the top..."
After stumbling and running for half a week, there was a sharp pain from Ren Zhen's orifice, as if two horses were tearing apart his mind, and every root meridian would be torn in two, the spiritual power was confined in the orifice, and he was in a dilemma.
Just when he was about to go mad, the green bracelet suspended in the orifice suddenly exuded a burst of coolness.
"Don't die too early." The delicate voice rippling slightly.
The pain weakened, the Qi mechanism became unobstructed again, and the spiritual power slowly circulated, and finally managed to circulate for a week amidst the stinging pain.
Ren Zhen opened his eyes suddenly, panting heavily with lingering fear, the veins on his forehead were throbbing wildly, and his back was wet with cold sweat.
If it wasn't for the help of the white-tailed black fox, he almost had an accident just now.
This is only the first practice!
Ren Zhen turned his palms down, calmed down his breath slowly, gritted his teeth and started the 'Three Heart Samadhi' again.
He wants to go all the way to the dark side, but how can he regret it after he has just taken a step?
The spiritual power flowed into the orifice again, the bottomless pain tore the nerves, the top of the skull felt like an electric shock, Ren Zhen's teeth were grinding and rattling.
Fortunately, the green bracelet relieved part of the pain, otherwise he would have passed out long ago.
Tormented by the pain, Ren Zhen wanted to live and die, gradually lost in the dark mist, unable to distinguish the passage of time, the illusory reality, and opened his eyes again, and the full moon was already high.
After a day of practice, I can hardly feel the changes in my consciousness, but my eyesight seems to be wider.
Ren Zhen stood up pale, his hands shaking non-stop.
If he continued to practice, his life might be in danger, so he had to follow the path back to the small courtyard to rest.
"What sin did I do..." He was walking in the mountains and forests exhausted, his forehead was throbbing with pain, "Why do you always practice spells that torture yourself..."
Under the moonlight, Ren Zhen suddenly thought of Senior Ji, he might like 'Three Hearts Samadhi'...
"Junior brother, are you back?" As soon as he reached the peak, Ren Zhen saw the senior brother waiting at the door, wearing an apron and said with a smile: "I was planning to go out to find you."
The elder brother found that Ren Zhen was in a bad state, so he collected his expression, widened his eyes and asked, "Have you practiced 'Three Heart Samadhi'?"
Ren Zhen smiled weakly, staggered into the yard, and dived into the room without any movement.
When he woke up again, the sun was already high, and Ren Zhen got up with his hands on his forehead, like a hangover, his mind was overwhelmed.
There was a sound of bamboo brooms rustling outside the door, and the figure of the senior brother suddenly stopped and pushed open the door.
"Junior brother, are you awake? I'll help you warm up the food." The senior brother smiled warmly, his eyes vaguely worried, "Master told me, wake up and go find him."
Ren Zhen nodded his thanks, bared his teeth and knocked on the door of Master's room.
The old man was lying on the wicker chair with his legs crossed, holding a cracked coffee cup in his hand, still looking foolish.
"Master, are you looking for me?" Ren Zhen asked in pain, his mind was in a mess.
The old man opened his eyes slightly, looked at it for a while, and said with satisfaction: "Well, it's not bad, continue to practice, and practice the first level to a small success before the official start of school."
"Ah?" Ren Zhen's eyes twitched, "A month?"
Ren Zhen went to the kitchen with a sad face, and took a bowl of porridge from the big brother.
"Junior brother, are you alright?" The elder brother asked with concern.
Ren Zhen raised his head wanting to cry but couldn't say a word.
For the next month, Ren Zhen spent every moment in pain. He was tortured to the point of death every day, and his head seemed to be torn in half. Thanks to the coolness of the green bracelet, he could persevere.
Finally, on the night before school started, Ren Zhen's mind changed.
The originally condensed consciousness protruded slightly, which was the result of using spiritual power for a month.
He let out a breath, slowly opened his eyes, and gradually got used to the pain from the initial training, and he couldn't help being a little happy to see the results being born. Finally, he didn't suffer in vain this month.
As the moonlight fell, a moth flew in the summer night, flapping its wings and passing by Ren Zhen's eyes.
Ren Zhen's eyes were fixed on the pink and white moths in the air, and at the same time he could notice the beetles crawling in the soil, with a slightly double-minded intention.
"After the first level of training is completed, can I use Zidian to destroy the lightning and at the same time make Zihuanghuo?" Ren Zhen couldn't hide his inner excitement, and murmured: "It's like a clone!"
Although the tingling pain remained in his head, Ren Zhen fell asleep contentedly that night, almost overslept the next morning, and ran all the way down Zixu Peak.
The freshmen of Shengyuanxian School will take classes together for the first half of the year, and then take the exam, and then they will be assigned to each peak.
The place where the freshmen attend classes is in the canyon surrounded by the seven peaks, and the dormitory is also in it. Ren Zhen is a special case. Not only did he come to the school ahead of time, he was also directly assigned to Zixu Peak.
The senior brother brought back Ren Zhen's school uniform a few days ago, a black military uniform with a large lapel, a crimson purple belt, representing Zixu Peak, and a white jade pendant that only inner disciples can have.
(End of this chapter)
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