Cultivation Can Cure Illness

The root of most illnesses in the human body stems from an individual's habits.

Habits of thought and habits of life.

I don't know if you've heard of people who, after being diagnosed with a terminal illness, start to see through worldly affairs and begin cultivation.

After they start cultivating, their illnesses slowly recover or stop spreading, thereby extending their own lifespan.

The fundamental reason for this is the change in their own perception and daily routines.

Let me give you an example from my own experience.

In December 2019, due to an accident, three ligaments in my right leg were torn, a piece of my meniscus was shattered and removed, and permanent steel plates and screws were inserted into the bone.

In my hometown, this was considered the most serious surgery ever.

Since the local doctors didn't have much surgical experience, my family hired the director of a provincial orthopedic hospital to be my chief surgeon.

After the surgery, I asked myself if I could recover completely and be as active as before.

However, to my surprise, after hearing the expert's answer, I was devastated as if struck by lightning.

Here's how the conversation went:

"Doctor, can I still exercise in the future?"

"Exercise? What kind of exercise?"

"Like running, things like that."

"That's definitely not possible! Your condition is so severe, you can't do those things. But normal walking will definitely be fine."

"What? I can only walk normally?"

"Yes, how severe do you think it is? I originally thought you only tore two ligaments, which would have been better. You tore three. They even considered taking ligaments from your injured leg at first, but there weren't enough, so they took them from your good leg. Do you see how serious it is?"

"And your meniscus was shattered and removed. Didn't I tell you? The meniscus is like the shock absorber on a car. Without it, you definitely can't be like you were before."

"Holy crap, so I'm useless then? What's the difference between that and being disabled?"

"There's no difference. You are disabled. And even with the best recovery, your leg will only bend to about ninety degrees. It'll be very difficult to bend it further. But walking won't be affected, just going upstairs to higher floors, or climbing mountains, things like that will be impossible. And you can't do overly strenuous work."

After hearing this, my heart shattered. It was over. If I could only walk from now on, what was the point of living?

Throughout the recovery process, I was very depressed, even having thoughts of ending my life.

I felt like my life had lost all meaning from that moment on. Because I used to be very confident and had strong physical fitness, I could even do dozens of squats with someone on my back in one go.

I felt like the sky had fallen, that I wouldn't be able to do anything ever again. I was completely useless.

Until one day, a surge of emotion came over me, and that unyielding will resurfaced.

Everyone dies eventually. I will leave sooner or later. What's the difference between leaving early or late?

So why shouldn't I leave later? What if I can recover? What if I do get better?

Besides, just because he said I can't get better, does that mean I can't? I don't believe it. I think I can get better, and recover very, very well.

Even if I can't fully recover to be the same as before, it won't be far off. Because I'm not ordinary. Just because ordinary people can't recover doesn't mean I can't.

I definitely can get better. I'm so awesome, I've been awesome since I was a kid. What can't I do?

Right! I can definitely do it. Besides, I still have decades of life left. If I don't try, how will I know I can't?

Since I'm going to die eventually anyway, I'll just wait a bit longer. Even if I recover before I go, I'll still be awesome.

Moreover, I feel like it won't take that long. Maybe three years at most. I'll definitely recover well, I'll be able to run and jump. I can definitely do it.

With that thought, I started deliberately training myself. Because I was rather lazy, I didn't like getting up to exercise. Since my leg had become unable to bend, getting up to train was very awkward. So, I strapped an eight-pound sandbag to my leg, and I didn't take it off even when I slept, all to train my leg strength.

During the day, I would rest my injured leg on my good leg and swing it. Using the weight of the sandbag, it would press down on my leg.

My idea was simple: as long as it could help my leg regain its ability to bend and its strength, it was good. I didn't take it off when I slept because I thought that when I was asleep, I would instinctively turn over, and with the eight-pound sandbag on, it would also provide training without my knowledge.

After more than two months of injury, I could already walk on my feet. However, if you looked closely, you could still clearly see that my gait was awkward.

At this point, I contacted some of my friends. They were playing around with short videos at the time, filming skits everywhere they went.

I used the excuse of going out with them to walk around with them. My goal was to force myself to go out and walk more.

If you asked me to just walk around aimlessly at home by myself, I really wouldn't want to, I'd be too lazy. But when I went out with a bunch of people, I wouldn't refuse to walk.

Three months later, just by walking, you couldn't tell from the outside that I had suffered such a serious injury.

I was quite fond of drinking at that time. Actually, I've always liked drinking, but we'll talk about that reason later.

Sometimes, after drinking, I would deliberately use the reduced pain sensation from the alcohol to practice squatting. I would even deliberately shift my weight onto my injured leg when using the toilet. It was quite agonizing at first, not because of the pain, but because it was uncomfortable. But I treated it as playing, not as training.

By persisting like this for a long time, three years later, my leg had recovered about eighty to ninety percent. I could run and jump. But I still consciously paid attention to certain things.

My leg's bending angle was still about two centimeters short of being exactly the same as before.

I had truly achieved such an incredible level that if I didn't mention my past severe injury, no one would be able to tell.

Of course, the reason I'm sharing these stories isn't just to brag. It's also to explain the fundamental reason why people can reverse desperate situations.

To achieve this, you must first change your perception, that is, your thoughts. If I had listened to the experts and those around me at that time, would I have become what they described?

It's precisely because I was unwilling to believe them, and truly didn't believe them, but only believed in myself, believed that I could do it, that I was awesome, that I could definitely succeed.

This is why I was able to perform miracles in the truest sense of the word.

This is how the heart is used: after a shift in perception, one acts, verifying their path towards what they envision in their heart.

Why is it said that cultivation can heal illness?

It is precisely because I modified my own way of thinking that I was able to climb out of the abyss from a desperate situation, and this strength can be called the power of cultivation.

Modifying one's thoughts and actions, one's habits and behaviors.