Morning Dawn slightly exposed.
The pale golden sunshine has not yet dispersed the mist in the forest, and has covered this piece of Woods with a hazy veil.
The chirping of birds is clear and crisp, just like the tinkling sound of spring water in a mountain stream.
From the ancient temple in the distance, there was a faint sound of distant and solemn chanting, which further highlighted the tranquility of this place.
A naked young man appeared in the inaccessible Dense Forest.
He sat on the huge bluestone that was polished smooth.
Next to him, there was a blue Canvas Shoulder Bag randomly thrown away.
The man's eyes are slightly closed, his back is straight, and his hands are naturally resting on his knees, palms facing up.
Breathing is long and gentle, as if blending into the surrounding vegetation and mountain breeze, indistinguishable from each other.
A few bold tits even jumped down next to him, tilting their heads to look at him, and from time to time pecking at pine nuts under the fallen leaves.
If you don't go close, look carefully.
I'm afraid it would be difficult to find that in this secluded woodland with the faint morning light, there are still people naked and meditating Meditation.
And it is so natural that the whole person is integrated into the surrounding natural environment.
This is already the third consecutive day for Fang Cheng to come to Woods of Spirit Spring Temple Back Mountain for "Morning Lesson".
During these days living in Wanghu Town, his life was regular and fulfilling.
In the morning, he will accompany his family and enjoy ordinary and warm daily life.
At the same time, I try to stay by their side as much as possible to provide protection and be alert to any threats that may be lurking in the dark and targeting my family.
In the afternoon, I went to Club to take a few Sparring Partner classes, and by the way, I practiced my Combat skills and improved my Skill Experience.
When night falls, everything is silent.
He will stay alone in the Hotel room, get rid of all distracting thoughts, and conduct in-depth Meditation.
I practiced non-stop all night until the alarm clock rang at dawn and I woke up from Entering Samadhi.
Then came the unshakable Physical Training plan.
After the morning exercise, Fang Cheng, dripping with sweat, will run all the way to Spirit Spring Temple Back Mountain, which is about two kilometers away.
Take advantage of the unique and special environment here to continue practicing Meditation.
At this moment, Fang Cheng seems to be calm under his appearance.
Deep in his consciousness, he is undergoing a practice that is far more intense and dangerous than training the physical body.
He sank into the familiar Dark World again.
The thick fog surged like a tide, and Spirituality Fire burned quietly in the center of endless darkness.
The intertwined light of blue and red is like erecting a bright Lighthouse, symbolizing his tenacious self Willpower.
As the integration of Fang Cheng's consciousness and Golden Benba Vase's Spirituality deepens, the process of Meditation's cultivation becomes more and more difficult and dangerous.
Especially in this special environment adjacent to Spirit Spring Temple, shrouded in a strong religious atmosphere.
Those long chanting sounds seemed to be amplified countless times by mysterious power and became extremely clear.
"Namo! Drink up that... Duoluoye... Boluo monk reveals the meaning..."
The majestic and majestic Brahma Voice was no longer a vague background sound, but had turned into a substantial impact, directly penetrating the barrier of Fang Cheng's consciousness and violently shaking his mind.
Rather, it was the sound coming from the distant temple in the wind.
Rather, it is more like some kind of call from the depths of the soul.
The two echo each other internally and externally, making them appear clearer and more oppressive. It is impossible to completely block them out.
In a daze, Fang Cheng felt that countless monks were surrounding him, chanting some ancient and obscure scriptures in unison in his ears.
Every syllable turned into a substantial rune, carrying strange power, constantly vibrating and roaring in my mind.
Not only that, the originally dark space of consciousness was dyed with a layer of Uncanny dark gold.
Countless ferocious heretics Demon God, Three Heads and Six Arms and King Kong Guardian were looming in the dark and billowing mist.
Some of them opened their mouths wide and grinned ferociously at Fang Cheng, while others opened their eyes like bells and let out deafening roars.
Terrifying visions and loud chanting are intertwined to form a kind of spiritual torture.
It seems that they want to forcibly distort Fang Cheng's cognition, forcing him to give up himself and convert to Buddhist.
There is also an incomparably huge Buddha statue, like a majestic mountain, descending from the sky, with the power to suppress everything, to completely crush the small cluster of Flames.
Fang Cheng felt awe-struck in his heart, knowing exactly what happened.
This is not just any ordinary Distracting Thoughts Inner Demons.
It is the Black Sect faith imprint left in Golden Benba Vase that resonates strongly with Wish Power, a believer in Spirit Spring Temple, trying to counterattack Fang Cheng, the "alien" controller.
For Fang Cheng, this is both a huge danger and a rare opportunity.
If we can successfully resist the past, the integration of Golden Benba Vase's spirituality and Self-Awareness will be greatly deepened.
At the same time, the hidden dangers that have been plaguing his spirit may be completely resolved.
The spiritual body shook violently under the impact of the powerful external force of fire.
Flames The faint blue light in the depths flickers on and off, as if it will go out at any time.
Even the soul felt bursts of tearing pain, as if it was being dragged into endless hell by these violent illusions.
But Fang Cheng's Willpower, after countless life and death trials, has long been as solid as a rock.
In this extreme pain, it inspires stronger fighting spirit and fiery fighting spirit!
The consciousness of Fang Cheng is firmly anchored in the core of Flames, and the gas door Cultivation Method is running rapidly.
The crimson True Qi surges like magma, rushing straight from Dantian to the Tianling Cap, and then pouring into Third Eye Aperture.
In an instant, the pineal gland between the eyebrows jumped suddenly.
A ray of extremely condensed crimson light burst out, instantly illuminating the consciousness of Inner Landscape.
This pure True Qi seemed to turn into lamp oil and was continuously injected into the crushed Spirituality Fire.
The flames that were originally swaying suddenly burst out with unprecedented brilliance after receiving this powerful boost.
Those golden light spots originating from Golden Benba Vase were also completely activated at this moment, burning like crazy.
The color of the entire cluster of Flames gradually changes to a bright and dazzling red gold.
The light domain rapidly expanded outward, like a rising Blazing Sun, igniting all the darkness and illusions around it!
"Roar----"
Those ferocious Demon God and angry-looking King Kong, under the burning of orange-red Flames, their expressions became more distorted, and their roars had a somewhat sad meaning.
Their huge bodies began to show signs of melting like wax statues, and were gradually swallowed up and dissipated by Flames.
The grand chanting sound became more sharp and harsh as a result, as if it was making a final struggle to resist the refined Fate.
In reality, Fang Cheng, who was sitting cross-legged on the bluestone, had undergone amazing changes in his body.
His closed eyelids were trembling violently, veins popped up on his forehead, and the skin all over his body was red.
Wisps of smoke overflowed from the pores, and Golden Light was vaguely circulating.
Boom!
A hot Aura suddenly surged out of the body, causing the surrounding air to become distorted.
Several tits that were resting nearby sensed Danger, and immediately flapped their wings and flew to high places.
Fortunately, Fang Cheng is not wearing any clothes at this moment.
Otherwise, with the temperature of this Flames, I am afraid it will be ignited in an instant and turn into fly ash.
Crimson-Gold Flames came out of his body and enveloped his whole body.
The bluestone beneath him was sizzling with heat, and the edges were faintly black.
Fang Cheng sat naked among Flames, and her bronzed skin shone with a strange luster under the reflection of Morning Dawn and the firelight.
It looks like a golden statue being forged by fire.
At the same time.
A light blue light screen came to mind, and Prompt Information passed by one after another:
[The degree of your integration with a certain spirituality is gradually increasing, and the spirit increases by 0.001]
[When you practice Meditation Skill in an abnormal state, your experience will increase by +1]
[The degree of integration with a certain spirituality is gradually increasing, and the spirit increases by 0.001]
[When you practice Qi Gong skills in an abnormal state, your experience will increase by +1]
Within Spirit Spring Temple, within the Mahavira Hall.
Morning Lesson Halfway through, hundreds of monks wearing cassocks were still chanting devoutly.
Suddenly, Roger, who was sitting cross-legged on the altar, suddenly opened his eyes.
A trace of uncertainty flashed through the eyes behind the lenses, and he quickly looked out the window.
Just now, an inexplicable throbbing suddenly surged in his heart.
Just like Heart Stirring... I found that the Golden Benba Vase that had been destroyed reappeared!
This feeling was only vague and vague in the past two days.
But today, it became extremely strong, as if a familiar voice was calling him from somewhere.
Roger couldn't help but recall what happened that night in the Lu Family Manor.
He originally thought that with his own strength and careful planning, it would be a sure thing to take back Golden Benba Vase from the Lu Family.
But unexpectedly, Cheng Yaojin appeared halfway.
A Bald Guy wearing a mask and smoldering with anger not only smashed Golden Benba Vase to pieces on the spot, but also made him take the blame.
Lu Family mistakenly thought that the person was his subordinate, and took retaliatory measures afterwards, suppressing Spirit Spring Temple in various overt and covert ways.
If I really got Golden Benba Vase, I would accept taking the blame.
But the key is, he didn't even get a hair!
It's like a dumb person eating Coptis chinensis and unable to express the pain.
Roger has been holding this bad breath in his heart.
In the past half month, he has also secretly sent people to investigate the origin of Bald Guy.
But nothing was found, and the other party seemed to have disappeared from the world.
"Could it be that... Golden Benba Vase was not completely shattered? But was it re-spliced and repaired?"
"Or... is that damn Bald Guy showing up?!"
Thinking of this, Roger could no longer remain calm.
He suddenly jumped down from the altar, his body as strong as an eagle, and flew directly towards the outside of the hall.
"Revered One?!"
When the disciples in the hall saw this, they were all shocked.
The chanting stopped suddenly, and Morning Lesson was forced to interrupt.
Mountain Forest Medium.
When the last temple bell sounded slowly.
In the consciousness space, the last illusion was completely devoured and refined by Flames.
The majestic Brahma Voice was like a giant bell that stopped ringing and became completely silent.
Only an ethereal echo is left, looming in Memory.
And, that wisp of Spirituality Fire became brighter, more solid, and emitted red-gold light.
Fang Cheng slowly opened his eyes, and two rays of light that were as condensed as substance flashed away and disappeared without a trace.
He gently exhaled a breath of turbid air with a hint of Sandalwood Incense Aura.
Compared with before, the whole person's mental state has undergone earth-shaking changes, as if he has experienced a Baptism at the soul level.
At this moment, Fang Cheng's perception became sharper and clearer than ever before.
You don't even need to deliberately observe it, the movements within a radius of tens of meters can be described in your mind in detail in an instant.
He could "hear" the slight scraping of each leaf as the morning wind blew through the treetops.
You can "smell" the faint fishy smell emitted when the earthworms stir in the soil.
And when an unknown wild flower blooms quietly dozens of meters away, the almost imperceptible and refreshing fragrance comes.
He could even "feel" the subtle temperature changes brought about by each ray of sunlight as it penetrated the layers of branches and leaves and fell on the ground.
The whole world seemed to have been lifted off a hazy veil in front of him, revealing a more real, vivid and delicate Essence.
This sense of control over the surrounding environment is enough to give people an indescribable sense of strength and confidence.
Fang Cheng With a thought in his mind, a light blue light screen appeared in front of his eyes.
[Meditation experience +10]
[Meditation lv1(247/250)]
[Qi Gong Experience+5]
[Qi Gong lv2(69/500)]
[Your Spirit Attribute permanently increases by 0.4 points]
[Congratulations, after unremitting efforts and special opportunities, your Spirit Attribute has been significantly improved and has successfully exceeded 50 points]
Looking at the eye-catching numbers on Panel, Fang Cheng's tense nerves finally relaxed and a smile appeared on his lips.
By choosing to come to this place with a special environment to practice Meditation, you are taking a lot of risks.
But it turns out that risks and benefits coexist.
The effect of this practice was very significant, and the harvest even exceeded expectations.
During the three days of staying at Wanghu Town, Fang Cheng put almost all his energy into exercise, and Meditation Skill's experience increased day by day.
In addition, with the help of the strong religious atmosphere of this place for stimulation, the degree of integration with the mysterious spirituality of Golden Benba Vase has also been greatly deepened.
The only fly in the ointment is that the growth rate of Spirit Attribute is much faster than that of Slow Down.
However, the path of spiritual practice is what it is.
The higher you climb, the difficulty will increase exponentially if you want to go further.
Every small improvement requires more effort.
Fortunately, with perseverance and hard work.
Today, Fang Cheng finally succeeded in completely integrating and absorbing the remaining spirituality of Golden Benba Vase, and also broke through the important threshold of 50 points Spirit Attribute in one fell swoop.
"The next step is to Meditation and Level Up..."
Fang Cheng thought to himself, his eyes falling on the Skill Progress bar on Panel again.
The distance to promotion to Master Level is only 3 points Experience Points.
Fang Cheng is considering whether to strike while the iron is hot, continue practicing, and break through it in one go.
At this moment, without warning, his heart suddenly jumped.
It seemed that a slightly malicious thought spread into his mind like ripples on the water.
This is brought about by up to 50 points of Spirit Attribute, an almost instinctive and keen perception of the potential Danger!
Fang Cheng quickly glanced at the quiet Woods around him, and his eyes became sharp.
I immediately gave up the idea of continuing to practice and decided to return to Hotel first, safety first.
As he set off, he looked down at his naked body, and the corners of his mouth twitched involuntarily.
Having learned the lesson from the day before yesterday, Fang Cheng came prepared this time.
He quickly took out a set of clean sportswear from the satchel he had thrown aside and put it on.
Just the morning before yesterday, he was practicing Meditation in this forest. Because he couldn't control the surging Crimson True Qi in his body, he burned all his clothes.
The situation was urgent at that time, so I had to sneak down the mountain, and while there was no one around, I "borrowed" some clothes from a nearby farmer's house hanging to dry and put them on.
The next day, I secretly stuffed some money back as compensation.
Fang Cheng didn't stop for a moment after getting dressed.
With a flash of his body, he disappeared quietly into the depths of Woods like a cheetah in the forest.
And it was only a few minutes after he left.
A black figure that was as fast as a ghost, carrying a strong cold wind, rushed here.
The figure stood next to the bluestone where Fang Cheng had previously meditated on Meditation, his face ashen.
It is Revered One Roger who has been pursuing Golden Benba Vase Aura all the way.