In the blink of an eye, three months passed.
As Lin Chen continued cultivating and refining the Inner Core Method, he was also conducting research and experiments on two aspects: the body and the divine soul—that is, the soul.
Regarding the soul, although he had obtained a soul cultivation art, [Great Evolution Spirit Dream Art], after studying it for three months, he still could not quite determine the true meaning of its methods.
After all, a true transmission took but a single sentence, while a false one filled ten thousand volumes. The real secrets of cultivation were passed down generation by generation—how could they possibly be recorded on a jade slip?
Even if they truly were recorded there, without someone to guide you, they could be interpreted in several different ways. Every interpretation might seem right, but whether it actually was correct was another matter entirely.
"So how exactly did Zhang Hao get started cultivating? Is the protagonist halo really that incredible? No matter what the cultivation art is like, can he just practice it correctly?"
Lin Chen rubbed his brow, hesitation written across his face.
This cultivation art emphasized using dreams to cultivate the soul. He had figured out how to Enter Dream, and how to wake up afterward.
But he had no way of knowing what happened after entering the dream.
The test subjects' descriptions were unclear, coupled with the fact that he had no way to use the Indirect Observation Method to assess the dreamscape. Thus, he had remained stuck at this point.
"The best way is still to Enter Dream and see for myself." The hesitation on Lin Chen's face deepened.
This cultivation art stressed the dangers of dreams. One careless misstep could leave one lost within them, so Entering Dream was by no means without