Late at night.
Yuehu Hotel, everything is silent.
Velvet The curtains descend vertically from a high place, with thick and dense piles, completely blocking the moonlight outside the window.
The entire room seemed to turn into a black shadow, with only the outline of the luxurious furniture in the room barely visible.
The sofa turned into a blurry block, and Crystal Chandelier lost its bright light and became eclipsed.
Fang Cheng At this moment, he was sitting cross-legged on the bed with his eyes slightly closed, as if he were sitting in the deep void of the universe.
The pineal gland between the eyebrows felt a burning sensation of Flames, and faintly emitted a red shimmer.
Outside the window, the entire Wanghu Town had already fallen asleep.
Occasionally, there would be airplane taillights streaking across the night sky, which would flash a few times and then disappear again.
In this room that was blocked by darkness, there seemed to be an indicator light emitting signals, flickering on and off, on and off.
The face of Fang Cheng is reflected in a somewhat mysterious color, half hidden in the darkness and half outlined by the dim light.
If God's Eye View were standing in another dimension, overlooking him at this time.
A layer of orange-red Flames appeared all over Fang Cheng, which was constantly jumping and dancing.
That Flames seems to be ignited from the depths of the soul, using the dependent body as firewood, slowly consuming it, and blooming into light.
Fang Cheng sitting here seems to have turned into a burning human-shaped torch.
And all around is the vast Dark Void, with no boundaries and no end, just like the chaos at the beginning of the universe.
Everything in the world seems to have been ruthlessly devoured by the Creator, leaving only the undercurrent of Black Mist that can freeze the soul, filling it.
But in the dead silence of the void, there are waves of concentrated consciousness that appear and disappear.
They seem to be pilgrims from distant stars, crossing the endless Space-time, heading towards the remaining light land, pursuing the slim hope.
So it dragged out a long tail of light in the darkness, leaving footprints that showed its existence.
These ideologies are all kinds of strange and contain chaotic, complex and indescribable information.
Some seem to be about to dissipate and merge into Black Mist, while some flicker uncertainly but still emit weak light tenaciously.
At this moment, he seemed to be attracted by Fang Cheng, who was also in the void but turned into a torch.
I saw them floating from all directions, like winding threads, circling and converging, surrounding each other layer by layer.
Faintly, there was a rustling, noisy and weird sound.
It seemed like countless radio stations were playing programs of very different styles at the same time, with various frequencies intertwined and interfering with each other.
Fang Cheng still keeps his figure motionless, sitting upright among Flames.
Only this time, when faced with these conscious thoughts that came from the outside and interfered with oneself, 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 emits circles of invisible fluctuations, attracting them to squirm like caterpillars, getting closer and closer, becoming more and more dense.
Until the first "bug" tentatively stretched out its tentacles and lightly touched the Flames barrier guarding Fang Cheng.
In an instant, Flames seemed to have been awakened by instinct, trembling slightly, and quickly involved the "little insect of consciousness" in it.
The tongue of fire licked wantonly, making a "sizzling" sound.
It's like a hungry beast sees a fat prey and can't wait to feast on it.
That consciousness, burned by the high temperature of Flames, let out a blood-curdling scream.
First, he trembled violently in fear, trying to break free from the restraints of Flames. The originally fuzzy form became more distorted and scattered.
Immediately afterwards, the mist-like consciousness was evaporated by the high temperature and condensed into an extremely tiny particle that exuded fluorescent light.
The shimmering consciousness kept flickering, as if it was making a final struggle, but was helplessly swallowed up bit by bit by Flames, until it completely faded and disappeared, blending into this land of light.
After being nourished, the flames suddenly jumped with joy, scrambling to lick the "consciousness bugs" that were close to them.
As it devoured more, Flames, which was originally slightly hungry, gradually became less aggressive.
Begin to learn to adopt a more tolerant attitude, seduce 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 Flames.
Impurities are like ashes blown away by the wind, dissipating into nothingness.
The remaining essence was tempered by Flames and turned into drops of shining light, Mental Energy as pure as star fragments.
These energies were inspired and slowly gathered towards the center of Fang Cheng's eyebrows.
Every time a drop was incorporated, an imperceptible light flashed between his eyebrows.
As if responding, the pineal gland also became increasingly hot.
Fang Cheng's face gradually turned red, and fine beads of sweat oozed from his forehead.
Self-Awareness However, in this spiritual feast, greedily enjoyed the offerings and continued to nourish and grow.
Breathing also becomes smoother, longer and more rhythmic.
Every time you inhale, it is like absorbing the mysterious energy in the endless darkness and absorbing the essence of the outside world into yourself.
Every exhalation seems to drive away all the turbid air and distracting thoughts in the body, leaving only the pure soul calcined by Flames, steadily moving towards a deeper spiritual realm.
At the same time, in the darkness, the light blue Panel is also shining brightly.
Lines of Prompt Information passed in front of my eyes one after another as I breathed in and out.
[You practice Meditation Skill, gradually master the advanced Mental Cultivation Method, and your experience increases by +1]
[You are absorbing foreign consciousness, condensing Self-Awareness, and increasing your spirit by 0.001]
[You are absorbing foreign consciousness, condensing Self-Awareness, and increasing your spirit by 0.001]
[You practice Meditation Skill, gradually master the advanced Mental Cultivation Method, and your experience increases by +1]
[Congratulations, after unremitting efforts, your Spirit Attribute has achieved a breakthrough and reached 44 points]
[Congratulations, after unremitting efforts, your Spirit Attribute has achieved a breakthrough and reached 45 points]
"Huh----"
After an unknown amount of time, a long exhalation broke the silence.
Fang Cheng suddenly opened his eyes and glanced around.
What comes into view is not the luxurious Hotel room, but the faraway bedroom of Jiangbei Old Factory Street.
Familiar walls, worn-out desks, everything is so real and within reach.
After a brief trance, Fang Cheng's face suddenly became calm, and there was a faint flame beating in the depths of his pupils.
The purpose of this Meditation exercise tonight is to verify whether the Mental Cultivation Method given by Mysterious Man is real and valid.
He deliberately made several attempts, and then came up with a bold idea and decided to attack those "Distracting Thoughts Inner Demons" that had been bothering him like hallucinations.
Follow the formula Cultivation Method:
"If you want Purification consciousness, you need to find a quiet room, cross your legs and close your eyes, introduce external consciousness into yourself Mental Secret Realm, explore the hidden impurities, gather them into a fiery True Fire with tenacious thoughts, burn them out, and finally make them clear..."
Fang Cheng relies on his own understanding to guide foreign consciousness into his carefully constructed Memory Palace, as the Mental Secret Realm mentioned in Cultivation Method.
And the fiery True Fire formed by tenacious thoughts should obviously be the wisp of Spirituality Fire in the mind that has a magical effect.
In this way, spiritual practice is carried out according to the content of Cultivation Method.
In the end it worked, and the results were amazing, even beyond expectations.
Fang Cheng's eyes flashed slightly 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 Mental Cultivation Method, I actually gained so much Experience Points in one breath.
You must know that every time you practice Meditation Skill in the past, even if it lasts for four or five hours, you will not gain more than 5 points of experience at most.
And now...
Fang Cheng raised his wrist and looked at the time displayed on Sports Watch.
1:52.
Counting from the time I go to bed and start meditating at 10pm, it only lasts four hours.
If there is such a significant effect every time, wouldn't the speed of skill improvement be like riding a rocket, and it will soon reach Master Level Meditation?
Fang Cheng shook his head and smiled, knowing clearly.
The reason why I was able to gain so much experience this time was mainly due to my mastery of a very special Mental Cultivation Method.
Thinking of this, Fang Cheng's eyes flashed slightly, and then Panel switched to the properties interface.
[Strength:40]
[Agility:40]
[Constitution:41]
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[Spirit:45]
Previously, I concentrated on practicing Mental Cultivation Method, using True Fire to continuously calcine external consciousness and refine Mental Energy.
This process is reflected in Panel, that is, Spirit Attribute Progress Bar continues to grow, breaking through two percentages in succession.
Shockingly from 43 o'clock Level Up to 45 o'clock.
This is the most important gain from tonight's Meditation practice!
Because this strongly proves a point.
You can completely increase your Spirit Attribute and speed up your Level Up by refining and absorbing external consciousness.
According to the content of Cultivation Method, it is to strengthen Self-Awareness, constantly break through the shackles, and finally move towards the realm of Supernatural becoming a saint!
With longing in mind, Fang Cheng's heart is filled with excitement.
It's as if you can see a road to the Supernatural realm stretching under your feet, and every step carries infinite possibilities.
Then he took a deep breath, calmed his mind, and looked around at the scene.
After this spiritual practice, the noise lingering in my ears and the illusions that flashed before my eyes all disappeared.
Even this carefully built Memory Palace seems to have undergone some strange changes.
The walls, floor, and ceiling seemed to have been injected with mysterious power and became a little thicker, giving people a more solid and safe feeling.
Fang Cheng Calm down and use your consciousness to carefully sense everything around you.
Suddenly his eyes narrowed, as if he noticed something strange.
He immediately got up and got out of bed, stepped on the ground with his bare feet, and walked quickly towards the "door" connecting to the outside world.
Click.
He reached out to hold the cold door handle and turned it gently.
The door that had been closed tightly creaked and opened quietly with force.
The door continued to open slowly, revealing the scene outside the bedroom.
It is not Black Mist that surges like ink, nor is there the breathtaking and roaring waves and wind.
After pushing the door completely open, although it was still dark, Fang Cheng could feel the presence of the walls and the ground.
This feeling seems real and illusory, like walking into a room with the lights out, and everything is tightly blocked by black silk curtains.
Speaking of which, it is somewhat similar to Voice Chat Room from Smiling Devil.
The darkness seems boundless, but in fact there are boundaries. As long as you pay close attention and explore, you can find the clues.
Fang Cheng Step into it and feel the sponge-like touch under your feet, feeling enlightened in your heart.
The external consciousness calcined with Mind Fire was finally tempered into pure Mental Energy, which was successfully absorbed by himself and used to nourish Self-Awareness.
In a sense, Memory Palace is equivalent to Materialized appearing in Self-Awareness.
Those foreign consciousnesses that carry all kinds of complicated information have become the most suitable "building materials" after being forged and stripped of impurities.
Therefore, Memory Palace was expanded, and the surrounding scenery also changed accordingly.
Fang Cheng's eyes slowly swept across, centering on the bedroom, extending out into a dark space of about tens of square meters.
It's like a deserted construction site waiting to be built, with endless possibilities hidden everywhere.
But in order to truly realize the expansion and complete formation, it is obvious that richer Mental Energy and consciousness information are needed.
And Fang Cheng, by practicing this mysterious Cultivation Method, refining foreign consciousness and turning it into his own use, may be a shortcut to quickly achieve his goal.
Every time you successfully absorb consciousness, it is like adding a solid brick to the construction of the Memory Palace.
Maybe, in the near future.
A truly huge and majestic palace rising from the ground in this Dark Void is not a fantasy.
Fang Cheng finished practicing in "Mental Secret Realm", stopped for a moment to observe, and already had a plan in mind.
Immediately end Meditation and guide the consciousness back to reality.
Opening your eyes, you will see the familiar Hotel room.
The darkness is filled with the faint fragrance of lavender, making people feel peaceful and comfortable.
However, as soon as he regained consciousness, a strong feeling of hunger swept through his stomach like a raging tide.
Fang Cheng Only then did he truly realize that the special spiritual practice just now consumed so much energy from the body.
During the operation of Cultivation Method, not only does the spirit need to be highly concentrated, but even the physical body is like firewood ignited by Flames, suffering wear and tear unconsciously.
At this moment, Fang Cheng's stomach growled, so he stood up, quickly put on his coat, and prepared to go downstairs to see what there was to eat.
Yuehu Hotel, as Five-Star Hotel, provides 24-hour catering service.
Even if it is already early in the morning, guests can go to the cafe on the first floor to order food at any time. The food options available include Western burgers, sandwiches, pasta, and all kinds of coffee drinks.
Of course, if you go to the late-night window of Dining Room, you can also buy Chinese rice, stir-fried vegetables, noodles, etc. there.
Fang Cheng plans to go to the cafe downstairs first with Dining Room to have a meal each.
Then go back to the room, order food over the phone, and ask the waiter to bring it to you.
In this way, it should be able to roughly fill your stomach without being too exaggerated.
Half an hour later, Fang Cheng walked out of Dining Room and burped slightly with satisfaction.
He put his hands in his trouser pockets and walked leisurely along the deserted passage.
The moonlight outside the window is like water, pouring into Hotel's carefully tended garden.
It adds a bit of tranquility and poetry to this silent night. This is a perfect time to go out to the lakes and mountains at night.
It's a pity that single dogs have no one to accompany them.
Fang Cheng shook his head and sighed, and after a while, he came to Elevator Lobby.
Pressing the up button, the elevator door that was parked on the first floor slowly opened.
He stepped in steadily and then pressed the number of the floor he lived on.
Just as the elevator door was about to close, there was a burst of rapid and messy footsteps approaching from far away.
Someone shouted, "Wait!"
Fang Cheng Hearing the sound, he immediately pressed the door open button for help.
Immediately afterwards, two figures hurriedly squeezed in.
Fang Cheng looked up and saw that the two men's clothes were ragged and damaged in many places, as if they had experienced a fierce fight.
Taking another closer look, there were faint traces of blood seeping out of the damaged areas.
What's more important is that these two people actually know each other.