Enter the Immortal Cultivation

When Wang Qi woke up from his sleep, his expression was not good.

Zhen Shanzi was a little worried: "Don't just practice Cha, right? After all, your realm is not high, so you can change the practice at will..."

Wang Qi waved his hand, put on the ring with a solemn expression, and then went to the dining room to have breakfast.

At this time, three days have passed since Zhen Shanzi passed the ancient inheritance to Wang Qi. After Wang Qi made some improvements to the practice on the first day, he didn't do anything extra. He lived every day strictly according to the rhythm of eating, sleeping, reading, and fighting monsters. Apart from practicing Qing Ling Bao and thinking about it every day before going to bed, this incident didn't seem to have any impact on him.

However, Zhen Shanzi clearly saw that Wang Qi looked worried when he got up every morning.

Could it be that changing the practice at will has damaged the soul?

Zhen Shanzi was a little uneasy. What kind of treatment he can receive in the future will all depend on what Wang Qi can achieve. If Wang Qi becomes stupid due to practice like this, he won't be able to take advantage of it.

Wang Qi ignored Zhen Shanzi and muttered all the way. When he got to the dining room, he ordered a plate of fried rice and put it on the table. He didn't even eat it, but used his chopsticks to scratch in the rice.

"Good morning, Xiao Qi, meow!" When Mao Zimiao saw Wang Qi, he immediately rushed to the opposite side of him with a meal in his elbow, along with a sleepy Wang Zhenqi.

"Yeah." Wang Qi nodded in response.

Wang Zhenqi's breakfast is fried rice like Wang Qi's. She was lying on the table with her whole body, her head on the edge of the plate, and her hands were plucking rice grains into her mouth: "Ah... Amiao, I feel like I'm going to die..."

"Who told you to procrastinate? Meow." Mao Zimiao was talking to his friend while still looking at Wang Qi secretly from the corner of his eyes. However, the girl soon became extremely sensitive and discovered something strange - Wang Qi had been pulling the fried rice, but he didn't take a bite.

Mao Zimiao immediately asked with concern: "Xiao Qi, don't you have a bad appetite?"

Wang Zhenqi was dissatisfied: "Amiao, you are too partial...I feel so uncomfortable..."

Wang Qi sighed after realizing it, took two mouthfuls of rice, and then stared at the fried rice, as if he was studying the contents of the fried rice.

"Xiao Qi?" Mao Zimiao called again, this time waking up Wang Qi.

Wang Qi was shocked: "Oh Azimya, is something wrong?"

"Xiaoqi, why are you so weird, meow?" Mao Zimiao asked suspiciously: "You used to finish your meals very quickly, for fear of wasting time, why are you so..."

Wang Qi looked at his fried rice again: "I'm studying this pattern..."

Mao Zimiao curiously took a look and found that a good plate of fried rice had been turned over by Wang Qi, and the pattern could not be seen at all. Wang Zhenqi shouted: "Oh my God! It turns out that the people who seek enlightenment and become crazy in the legend really exist!"

In today's Immortal Way, as long as a monk says the words "I am thinking", no matter what he does, he will be understood. No monk would laugh at a person who thinks about problems.

A similar trend is also related to the geometric demon Ji Mide. Demon King is practicing ancient methods and still needs the support of elixirs. But when he was refining elixirs, he couldn't help but use the ashes to draw pictures, and he didn't know how many elixirs he made wasted. Therefore, when the devil came to the immortal path with his erudition and miraculous skills, he never refined elixirs.

A similar story is that of Pei Gen, the "weapon of the Tao" who was enshrined in the Yinghuang Gate.

Yinghuangmen, a local sect on Riandian Island in the far west. Yinghuangmen Grand Enshrinement, sounds like an ordinary title. However, when these two shabby terms are connected with another person, they immediately become glittering - Pei Gen later received this title from Master Yuanli Newton. Pei Gen's "Dao Instrument Usage" is also one of the cornerstones of modern Dharma, and Master Yuanli's "The Arithmetic of the Dao" was also influenced by it.

Legend has it that when Pei Gen was traveling in the Western Sea, he saw a bright rock and remembered an arithmetic problem, so he started calculating on the rock. Unexpectedly, the reef started to swim faster and faster. Only then did Pei Gen realize that what was in front of him was a dragon turtle with a Mahayana level and dragon blood. In order to keep his calculation, Pei Gen had no choice but to fight the dragon turtle for 300 rounds before he managed to kill the dragon turtle.

It is precisely because of such monks that the present Dharma can continue to develop. Today, countless monks in the immortal world are vying to follow his example, and it has become a common practice.

As long as you love to learn, ask questions, and use your brain, even if you imitate the sages on the street, it will be a wonderful thing.

Seeing Wang Qi acting like this, Mao Zimiao and Wang Zhenqi couldn't be bothered. This is when Zhen Shanzi asked: "Boy, why do you have to think about problems in the morning?"

Wang Qi stared at the fried rice and pondered for several minutes, scratched his head in distress, and then seemed to give up. He completely lacked the "don't touch my circle" spirit of a certain sage and ate the rice without caring about the shapes he drew. He explained while eating: "I just woke up in the morning and got inspiration."

"Inspiration?" Zhen Shanzi thought of something: "That way of thinking?"

Wang Qi nodded in affirmation.

Zhen Chanzi asked: "Is it useless to think about it?"

"No, it's very useful." Wang Qi chewed the rice hard, with a feeling of gritting his teeth: "But it's so uncomfortable to have such a useful thing but not know how it works!"

Wang Qi's method of thinking is to visualize a complex picture of flames and clouds, outline it in the soul, and then command the power of the soul, and then use the unified soul to mobilize the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.

After practicing it for the first time, Wang Qi made a major deletion of the Cunsi method, discarding its function of absorbing spiritual energy and refining mana—not to mention comparing it with today's practice, but also with the ancient method. Among the Dharma, even thinking about the Dharma and practicing it are slow. And the Xuanmen magic power cultivated cannot compare with the quality of today's magic power.

What Wang Qi really values ​​is its possible wonderful use in mind control.

I don’t know if it’s because the Taoism of this world and psychoanalysis are naturally compatible. After Wang Qi entered into a state of meditation with the Flame Cloud Diagram after several cuts and cuts, he actually felt that a part of his mind was strengthened. Then he clearly grasped every thought in his mind, felt the birth and death of every emotion, and faintly perceived the "root" of these thoughts.

Taste the flow of thoughts and reflect the origin.

In the process of exploring his subconscious, Wang Qi gradually grasped his own negative psychology and his inner demons gradually disappeared.

If it were an ordinary cultivator, he would be satisfied at this point. But Wang Qi was not. He began to think about another question.

What the hell is the principle?

Can drawing a picture cure mental illness? This is not scientific!

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