On the Importance of Chinese Characters

Seeing his appearance, Zhuang Yunzhou shook his head helplessly, got up and went to the kitchen, and quickly stir-fried a few dishes with his hands and feet, but the porridge was boiled early, and it was just at the right time.In the days of self-cultivation, his biggest gain is to understand the ingredients here.

The unexpectedly delicious breakfast comforted Fang Qiling's urgent mood very well.Zhuang Yunzhou is a meticulous and gentle person. After finishing the meal, Ah Tu who appeared out of nowhere closed the situation, and then Fang Qiling started a pleasant chatting journey.

There is tea within reach at hand, and on the table are fruits that I don’t know when they are served. The wet towel was handed over.Next to my ear was the other party's unhurried and soft voice, low and low, but it didn't sound like a mature man's style. It had a somewhat youthful feel to it, and it was very comfortable and pleasant to listen to.

Fang Qiling was fascinated by everything that Zhuang Yunzhou narrated, and that Jane really seemed to be a novelty from another world.Even Feng Zangshui, who was not interested in talking, was unconsciously attracted attention, put down the attention stone in his hand and listened quietly, and used the tea and food specially placed by Zhuang Yunzhou from time to time.

Fang Qiling felt that this feeling couldn't be more relaxed, there was almost no place that he didn't iron out, the most rare thing was that the other party's care was not deliberate, everything was so just right.

Fang Qiling showed a smile, lying lazily on the table, playing with a cup in his hand, looking at Zhuang Yunzhou, and sighed: "It would be great if we could really communicate."

Although the origin technique of Fengzangshui is easy to use, he made it clear that he is not that interested in this matter. Does he have to steal the attention stone for hiding water every time?will be beaten.

what can we do about it?Fang Qiling was a little distressed.

After hearing this, Zhuang Yunzhou stopped holding his teacup in the air, hesitated for a moment, and asked, "Then, can you teach me your language and writing? I don't consider myself a stupid student. Of course, if you want to Learn, I can also teach you our language and writing."

"It's useless." Fang Qiling tilted his head and sighed: "It's not that I don't want to teach you, it's just that the lines of spiritual consciousness are invisible to the naked eye. The power of your spiritual consciousness is comparable to that of a newborn baby... Huh? Wait Wait." He seemed to have thought of something, stood up suddenly, and said with bright eyes, "How did I forget? Your situation is special. I have to explore your sea of ​​consciousness, as long as you are not born with a narrow sea of ​​consciousness. You can increase the power of your spiritual consciousness through practice. When your spiritual consciousness is strong enough, you can learn it!"

Zhuang Yunzhou's eyes also lit up, and his body unconsciously tilted a little in Fang Qiling's direction: "Really? What should I do?"

"Close your eyes, let go of your thoughts, my consciousness will enter your sea of ​​consciousness later, don't resist."

Zhuang Yunzhou sat upright according to the words, closed his eyes, his thick black eyelashes trembled slightly, he looked harmless and well-behaved.Fang Qiling hesitated for a moment, then withdrew the hand that had been stretched out to cover his brow, then bent down, leaned over, supported the other's shoulders with both hands, and pressed his forehead against it.

The delicate touch of the skin on his forehead and the close breathing of the other party caused Zhuang Yunzhou to open his eyes all of a sudden, and he was facing a pair of black shiny eyes, full of flying spirit.The beautiful eyes of Zhuang Yunzhou were in a daze for a moment, and then Fang Qiling said softly: "Close your eyes, concentrate and calm down."

An indescribable feeling spread from between Zhuang Yunzhou's brows the second he closed his eyes, as if something soft and smooth had penetrated into his head, carefully touching the unknown depths in his mind.

Is this divine consciousness?

He didn't resist, and gently accepted the other party's exploration.

Seeing Fang Qiling's actions, Feng Zangshui raised his eyebrows in surprise, he seemed to have underestimated the status of this spirit clansman in his friend's heart.Qi Ling really regarded this person as a friend, and actually used this dangerous way of directly connecting the sea of ​​consciousness to help him. You must know that if Zhuang Yunzhou resisted in any way, it would directly hurt his origin of the sea of ​​consciousness. This is no joke.

His eyes turned to Zhuang Yunzhou again... This Zhuang Yunzhou is also interesting, even if he doesn't know anything about divine consciousness and origin technique, he shouldn't understand that the sea of ​​consciousness is the fatal part of the spirit clan, and it is really reassuring to let people explore.

In fact, not only Feng Zangshui was surprised, but even Zhuang Yunzhou himself found it strange that such a delicate place in the brain was casually touched by others with mysterious power, yet he didn't feel the slightest bit wary.It can only be said that Fang Qiling... has a strange charm that makes people easily let go of their guards. He is mischievous and free-spirited, and a bit bohemian.

I am a little glad that I was saved by such a person.

"At a time like this, what are you thinking about?" The low and hoarse male voice was close at hand, with a sense of helplessness and a sense of humor.

At the critical moment, Zhuang Yunzhou cleared his throat in embarrassment after he regained his composure when he was caught emptying the bag, "Sorry, I was a little distracted?"

Cough, exploration of spiritual consciousness... he can't see what he is thinking, can he?

"I can't see what you're thinking, but I can feel the fluctuation of your sea of ​​consciousness." Fang Qiling's voice rang again in the next second. Although the voice was serious, combined with the thought that flashed in Zhuang Yunzhou's heart just now...

Are you sure... can't you see it?Zhuang Yunzhou was really suspicious.

He frowned subconsciously, as if he heard a muffled laugh coming from his ear, but it didn't seem to be there, before Zhuang Yunzhou was sure, he felt Fang Qiling let go of his shoulders: "Okay, open your eyes. "

Zhuang Yunzhou opened his eyes, he didn't care to worry about the matter just now, he looked at the other party without blinking, revealing a little nervousness.

Tsk tsk, these eyes have seduced the little girl, right?

Fang Qiling muttered in his heart, and didn't give a shit, and said directly: "Your knowledge is vast, and your aptitude can be called excellent. If you have practiced since childhood, your spiritual consciousness is definitely not weak. Although it's a little late to start now, it's not as easy as it was when you were young. , but it is indeed possible to increase spiritual consciousness through practice."

Zhuang Yunzhou's eyes lit up, and he asked with some embarrassment: "Then can I learn how to practice from you?"

"What's wrong with this? It's just that since you've never practiced before, it may be difficult to enter meditation..." Fang Qiling pondered for a while, "Besides, there are many kinds of ways to practice spiritual consciousness, so you need to carefully consider it, and you have to choose the one that suits you best Yes. Later, I will send several methods into your sea of ​​consciousness, and take you to run for a week, you follow me, whichever method you think is the easiest, you can choose which one to use."

Zhuang Yunzhou didn't expect the other party to be so considerate, and sighed: "You help me like this, I really don't know how to repay you. I'm afraid that what I owe you will become more and more unclear."

Fang Qiling couldn't remember how many times he was thanked by this person today. He raised his hand and slapped Zhuang Yunzhou on the back, making him stagger, but he laughed heartlessly: "Thank you so much!" Thank you so much, I’m tired of hearing it. What’s the practice of spiritual consciousness? The person I like, as long as I have it, it’s Zuyuan, and I don’t feel sorry for it. Otherwise, from now on, I'm afraid you will have to say thank you a thousand or eight hundred times a day."

Hearing this, Zhuang Yunzhou took a deep look at him, and said seriously: "Brother Fang, it's not that I'm being polite, but I cherish the current fate very much in my heart. You are willing to give, and I also want to return. Human affairs , Since ancient times, there are comings and goings, and the world can be smooth. When people turn around, the relationship can be more profound. Now I have nothing, and only this little gratitude can repay..."

"If you are really impatient to listen, I don't need to say anything. But, I will definitely remember this feeling in my heart, and I dare not forget it for a moment."

"Now what you give is exactly what I need, and I'll take it all, but don't be too generous, I'm afraid I owe you too much and I won't be able to pay it back."

Fang Qiling was taken aback by what he said, and after a while he burst into a 'puchi' laugh, raised his hand and nodded at Zhuang Yunzhou: "You are really interesting. Others want me to treat them better, and I can't wait to turn mine into something Theirs is good, but you are the opposite! I said..." Fang Qiling approached him, with a hint of ridicule in his hearty voice, "If you feel that you can't afford it someday, you might as well sell yourself to me. I think you This man is a baby."

Zhuang Yunzhou looked away, clenched his sleeves uncomfortably when teased by him, opened his mouth to say something, but finally gave up in discouragement, and resorted to a big move-changing the subject: "...that, we, we are still Let's talk about practice..."

This naturally made Fang Qiling laugh again, deeply feeling that it was so much fun to pick up this person, and it was particularly fulfilling to tease him!Seeing a piece of red creep up to the other's ear, Fang Qiling forced himself to stop laughing, cleared his throat, and instantly completed the trick of changing his face, with a very serious voice: "Close your eyes, it's about to start."

The warm breath of the human body approached again, Fang Qiling supported the opponent's shoulders, and put his forehead against his forehead, and easily penetrated a trace of spiritual consciousness into the opponent's sea of ​​consciousness.However, after wandering around Zhuang Yunzhou's sea of ​​consciousness, he discovered a problem—the thread of spiritual consciousness stretched out its tentacles, and knocked on the wall of Zhuang Yunzhou's sea of ​​consciousness: "Your spiritual consciousness is too scattered, Try to get them together, twist them into a thread, and if you can't, make a ball."

This kind of abstract and extremely unscientific guidance makes it really difficult for the little brother who grew up in an atheist socialist flower planter to operate. He has no idea how to twist the invisible and intangible things in his mind into a thread and into a ball '.Zhuang Yunzhou, who has no concept of divine consciousness at all, has tried several times, but he has not gained anything except for the small waves of the scattered divine consciousness floating in the sea of ​​consciousness.

Fang Qiling wasn't in a hurry, seeing the other party's efforts for a long time before turning up a little ripple and then calming down as quickly as if he had no strength in an instant, he even felt a little want to laugh.

"Am I...too stupid?"

Zhuang Yunzhou's helpless voice made Fang Qiling realize that he was really laughing out loud, and hurried to save him: "Nothing! How could you be stupid? It's the first time, it's always like this, and it will be fine if you do it more times in the future!"

I want to watch it a few more times, but it's not good.After Fang Qiling warned himself, he stopped watching the show, and guided him gently: "Slowly throw away the distracting thoughts in your mind, try to think of a simple picture...then focus on this picture, don't diverge, keep it..."

This explanation is very intuitive.

Zhuang Yunzhou closed his eyes, and his consciousness floated lazily like cotton wool in the sea of ​​consciousness, as if he had transformed from a little turtle to a lightning rabbit in an instant, with a 'swipe', a cloud of white mist formed in the center of the sea of ​​consciousness, and then it was like a spring surging.

That's the only way to explain it.

Fang Qiling circled the cloud and mist with his spiritual sense in surprise, stretched out his spiritual sense thoughtfully, and poked the chubby cloud: "Can you notice it?"

"……itch."

"Does it just feel itchy? Then your spiritual sense is really tough," Fang Qiling praised him, and then said with a smile, "If it's itchy, I have to use some strength. If it hurts you, just say it."

Under Fang Qiling's control, the thread of consciousness turned into a huge palm, and with a big hand, it directly held the chubby cloud.

Zhuang Yunzhou instantly felt that something was grabbing his mind. He frowned uncomfortably, and then he heard Fang Qiling say, "Try to break free from my shackles."

The fat little cloud paused for a moment, twisted its small body, and then quickly inflated, like a blown balloon, and the big palm wrapped around it also grew, and then exerted force, the little balloon was like It was like being discouraged, and was pinched back in an instant.Going back and forth like this, every time the cloud expands and shrinks, the body becomes more condensed.

Zhuang Yunzhou gradually fell into a state of ignorance, Yun Tuan's strength of resistance gradually increased, Fang Qiling also became serious, and increased his strength little by little according to the opponent's tolerance.Finally, the cloud swelled again, and the big palm tightened slightly to push it back, but this time the cloud froze.The edge of the cloud and mist trembled slightly, little by little, slowly but firmly pushed the big hand out.

The corners of Fang Qiling's mouth curled up, and he smiled slightly, and his big palm was strengthened again.

The cloud group stopped again, and the cloud and mist surged violently, trembling even more violently.

Zhuang Yunzhou was not discouraged, he sat on the chair, let the wind and rain in the sea of ​​consciousness, his heart was as free as a rock, he condensed a lot of spiritual thoughts and accumulated power little by little...

"Hey!" There was a soft shout, and the cloud cluster that had been stalemate for a long time shrunk to the extreme within a second, and then exploded suddenly in an instant——

'Crack', an inaudible shattering sound seemed to resound in Zhuang Yunzhou's sea of ​​consciousness, Fang Qiling's big palm condensed by his consciousness was instantly shattered into pieces by the cloud, a tingling feeling swept over, and a muffled groan rushed to his throat, He was forcibly swallowed by the master again.

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