"Concentrate...be focused."

As time went by, Su Ziyu became more and more impatient. Occasionally, she couldn't help but look at Kong Zhiyuan, who was sitting beside him, but the other party always maintained the same posture, unable to see any change. It was like a statue, as if he was mocking him for his impure mind with his actions.

This is not a solution!

Su Ziyu raised his hand and looked at the watch. It had been two or three hours, but he still found nothing.

You know, this is not only a question of whether you can learn magical powers and magic. It is the first time in more than 20 years that I have met someone who can tell a strange disease. If I missed Kong Zhiyuan, where would I find a hidden master? I am afraid I will be in danger of my life.

How to achieve what the other party says is in a state of mind?

Su Ziyu fell into deep thought. His strange disease turned out to be born with strong energy and induced spiritual consciousness. In the original words of "Emperor Knowing the Continent", in ancient times, it was "a hero who was gifted with supernatural powers and possessed by auspiciousness."

With such a high evaluation, it is said that under the circumstances of Kong Zhiyuan teaching and teaching, it should not be too difficult for him to sense the essence and enter the sea of ​​consciousness.

As a result, reality gave Su Ziyu a blow!

After some restlessness, he calmed down and analyzed it himself, and soon came to a conclusion. The reason here is actually very simple:

First, although he listened seriously, he did not pay enough attention to it in his subconscious mind, and always felt that it would not be too difficult to do it.

Secondly, although I was attracted by the magical magic described by Kong Zhiyuan, I did not forget the threat of death in my heart. With a bit of impatient impetuousness, I could not help but be too hasty.

Third, even after passing through a series of incredible behaviors in Kong Zhiyuan, he still had a vague doubt in his heart. He did not completely believe that his mind could transcend the body, sense the essence and control magic. After all, education and inertial thinking from childhood to adulthood are extremely powerful, and they are always affecting his judgment.

After thinking it through, Su Ziyu smiled bitterly. At least his strange disease would not be fake, and the magical part of Kong Zhiyuan did not look fake. Since he had made a choice, he was looking forward and worried, how could he be able to be consistent?

At this time, Su Ziyu finally made up his mind, put everything aside, took a deep breath, and held up again, imitating Kong Zhiyuan's appearance, posing in a cross-sitting position, closing his eyes tightly, and began to mutter words:

"Therefore, there is no color in the air, no feeling, thinking, action, consciousness, eyes, ears, nose, tongue, body, mind, color, sound, smell, taste, touch, law, no eye, or even no consciousness.

There is no ignorance, no ignorance is over, no old age and death, no old age and death, no suffering and accumulation of destruction…”

This is the words that Kong Zhiyuan recited when he was happy for him at the beginning.

Kong Zhiyuan, who was still motionless, seemed to have some senses. He suddenly opened his eyes and looked at Su Ziyu's back sitting upright, thinking about something.

Although the lawns, lakes or long pavilions in downtown parks are rare scenery, they are often places for young people to wander, chat and rest.

At this time, a man and a woman were already staying at the south side of the lawn for a long time.

"Yali, look at a fool over there. When we came, we meditated on the grass. We had been in a daze for more than an hour. Are we practicing magic skills?" The boy among them was a little bored and kept looking around, suddenly pointing at Su Ziyu who could not move.

"It's true, there are all kinds of weirdos."

The girl named Yali also turned her eyes to her when she heard what her boyfriend said, showing a curious look.

But soon they lost interest in attention, because Su Ziyu was like a statue of Zun, and she didn't move at all, and anyone else would get bored if they looked at it a few more times.

Su Ziyu didn't know that he had just been regarded as a fool. He had read this passage many times over and over again. At the beginning, he was a little difficult to pronounce, and slowly he completely devoted himself to it.

Gradually, he no longer had the concept of time, forgot where he was, and even forgot what he was doing, and was simply chanting.

Su Ziyu suddenly felt it.

Although it was not as clear as before, and it was invisible and intangible, and it was simply an indescribable feeling, he was sure that he had finally sensed the existence of energy.

Then, just like what Kong Zhiyuan took him to experience...

Directly in front of Su Ziyu, Yali, who was tired of reading, looked away again, trying to relax her tired eyes, but suddenly saw the "fool" who had been sitting cross-legged in her boyfriend's mouth for the afternoon standing up, but she still closed her eyes, and then squatted down very slowly, put her hand into the continuous grass, and when she lifted it up again, he suddenly pinched a small white wild flower on his fingertips.

Immediately afterwards, the whole world in front of me flashed strangely, and it quickly returned to peace.

Yali thought she was dazzled, and rubbed her eyelids hard, and widened her eyes again. She saw countless colors of color as dots under the feet of the "fool" and spread like a tide. White, purple, yellow and blue are all kinds of unfamous fine flowers, rushing to appear among the grass in groups, as if they were popping out of thin air from the ground, competing for beauty, and they are so beautiful.

"Ah!" Yali exclaimed, stretched out her hand and pushed her sleeping boyfriend desperately. "Look! Look! So many flowers!"

"Hmm...what's wrong?"

The boy was quickly pushed to wake up, rubbed his eyes in a daze and raised his head towards her finger.

"It's gone!" Yali covered her mouth, her face full of disbelief, and there was no trace of her figure on the grass in front of her.

"Oh? It turns out that there are still many wild flowers growing here, which are quite beautiful, and I haven't noticed them before." The boy shook his head, woke up from his muddy state, muttering.

"Just... I didn't have it just now. It was the strange man who stood up and picked a flower, and then the ground suddenly grew flowers, and then that person disappeared! It was that fool..." Yali was so excited that she danced desperately and gestured, trying to let her boyfriend understand what she saw.

"Uh... are you dreaming?" The boy finally understood what his girlfriend said, and became more and more inexplicable. The fool who meditated picked a flower, and then the flowers bloomed on the grass? What a mess.

"I read it right! The surname Yang! You don't believe me!" An angry scream.

"Oh, aunt! I believe it, I believe it, can't I believe it? Why are you pinching someone again..."

The flirting young couple could no longer see the strange fool, just pretending that wild flowers were everywhere but they didn't pay attention to it before. However, as soon as Su Ziyu picked flowers and broke the method, he was taken away from the grass by Kong Zhiyuan and arrived at a river bank.

"I succeeded! I felt the energy!" Su Ziyu was ecstatic. The things he had accomplished with his own hands and saw with his own eyes that he had no doubt about everything.

"You haven't even entered the door yet." Kong Zhiyuan's expression was calm, unable to see what his attitude was, and continued to speak on his own. "Sensing the essence is just a momentary skill, and he can't keep it when he sees it, but it's just a mirror, a moon, a bubble."

"The first level of practice is to lock the essence and energy! Only when the essence and energy are retained in the human body can it be considered one's own and can it be freely circulated. Never equate essence and energy with air, breathing from the mouth and nose. People who practice martial arts pay attention to qi and meridians, which is the same. However, they only have similar forms and spirits, but not essence and energy, but acquired energy, which is mixed and does not exist, so they lose the roots and go through detours. Only a few people with excellent talent can find the true meaning. In comparison, Taoism's refining essence and qi is closer to the original meaning."

At this time, the two were standing on the bank of the river, and the surging river water was under his feet. Kong Zhiyuan told the principle of the mind locking the essence, then raised his hand and pressed his palm downwards. The originally calm river surface suddenly rolled unsteadily. A stream of clear water as thick as an arm rose into the sky and fell on the bank in the direction of his palm. In the blink of an eye, it turned into a ball of crystal clear water balls, which rolled unsteadily on the concrete ground, but there was no water stain scattered.

The water ball turned a few times and began to gradually lengthen upwards, as if an invisible big hand was kneading and shaping, and soon turned into a water man with the same figure as Kong Zhiyuan. Even his face and facial features were similar to seventy or eighty-eight parts, but his whole body was transparent and shining in the sun.

The water man spread his arms and began to flex his knees and legs, and started to wading on the ground, rolling and moving, rushing like flying, and his movements were so fast that he had to concentrate to see them. The arms made of clear water were sometimes like soft whips and sometimes like long spears, and actually made a set of wonderful boxing techniques, which made the air clatter and made Su Ziyu feel intoxicated.

Soon, the water man turned over and jumped onto the stone guardrail on the river bank, but it was still steady, as if walking on flat ground. Finally, he finally jumped high, and his momentum fell straight to the concrete ground below, making a "pop" sound.

With a few sounds of Kala, the originally smooth and neat and extremely solid river bank suddenly cracked with the foot of the water man as the center, and the ground was shattered, forming a huge spider-web-like fragmentation mark.

The water man held his long body and stood up, with one hand flat palm and one hand clenched his fist and bowed. Then, as if he had lost the power of support, he collapsed and dissipated with a "slam", and turned into clear water and flowed freely on the river bank.

"I...this is too exaggerated..."

Su Ziyu saw the whole process clearly. It was not until the water man collapsed and disappeared that he suddenly shuddered and woke up. But he was so excited that he couldn't help but curse and changed his words.

"The 49th chapter of Guanzi Internal Arts says it very clearly - the essence of all things is life. The five grains are born below, and the stars are listed above. Flowing between heaven and earth is called ghosts and gods; hiding in the chest is called saints. Therefore, the essence is like the grains grown from the earth, and the sun, moon and stars are above. Those who flow between heaven and earth are called ghosts and gods. When hidden in the hearts of people, they become saints."

"This is the power of essence."

Hunzhiyuan slowly withdrew his palm, and every word and sentence are like gold and iron, which shakes people's hearts.
Chapter completed!