Not long after, Zhang Ye memorized the first level, and then began to follow his ancestors to try to practice the first level.

"Calm down your mind, look up to the sky, and watch your soul..."

"You have to calm down first, with the palms of your hands, the soles of your feet and the top of your head facing the sky, keep your body and mind transparent, and enter the stage of inner vision..." came the voice of the ancestor.

Zhang Ye also sat up cross-legged, closed his eyes, and felt it carefully.

"Sink your consciousness into the consciousness space. Can you see your own consciousness now?"

Zhang Ye nodded.

Entering Gaia's vision, he can clearly see his consciousness through God's perspective.

It is translucent and shows a faint blue color, which is somewhat similar to the color of his previous soul posture, but more bluish.

"Very good. Next, you need to calm down your conscious body and enter a deeper level. This needs to be done by yourself..."

Speaking of this, the ancestor's voice began to become ethereal, as if it was filled with power, surrounding the laws and echoing between heaven and earth.

"The heart is as calm as water... restrained..."

Along with the murmur of his ancestors, Zhang Ye also began to enter an ethereal state, as if his whole body was about to escape gravity and was about to fly.

The more peaceful the consciousness becomes, the darker everything in the space of consciousness becomes.

Finally, there was darkness.

And Zhang Ye also entered an unconscious state.ъìＱυＧΕtＶ.℃ǒΜ

But this state of presence only lasted for a moment before Zhang Ye opened his eyes.

But after opening his eyes, he found that he was not the one who opened his eyes in reality.

This feeling is very magical, as if he still has his eyes closed, but an eye has grown in the center of his eyebrows.

What this eye sees is not everything in reality, but itself.

He saw himself sitting cross-legged in darkness.

And his body is translucent, gray-blue, and somewhat illusory.

This is...my soul?

Zhang Ye felt amazing.

He began to try to change his perspective.

Sure enough, the perspective began to change at will, sometimes flying above him so that he could see the top of his head, and sometimes flying behind him so that he could see the back of his head.

It is very similar to the God's perspective given by Gaia's vision, but it is slightly different.

This kind of inward perspective can only see things in his soul space.

And when he changed his perspective, he suddenly saw a shadow behind him.

This shadow was extremely dark, even darker than the dark soul space, so that Zhang Ye could see him at first sight.

"An Ye?" Zhang Ye asked tentatively.

The next second, the shadow trembled, and then condensed into a human form.

[Why did your kid come in?] An Ye looked a little surprised, and then he was silent for a moment, and suddenly realized: [Have you started to learn about meditation?]

"Yeah!" Zhang Ye was a little excited.

In this state, he can not only change the perspective at will, but also control his soul and move at will within the soul space.

Seeing Zhang Ye's soul spinning around him, An Ye seemed a little impatient: [You can practice as long as you practice, can you not disturb my sleep?]

[If you let me get out of bed, and a vicious beast takes advantage of me, you will be in trouble.]

Zhang Ye quickly stopped and laughed.

After having enough fun, Zhang Ye began to try the first level of "Soul Splitting Meditation Technique".

The first level requirement is to let him control his own soul and cause harm to his own soul.

For example, give yourself a slap in the face as a soul.

The soul is different from the body. It will crack after being traumatized, but will not become red, swollen or bleed like the body.

To put it bluntly, it is self-mutilation as a soul.

Zhang Ye tried it and twisted the thigh of his soul.

Suddenly, Zhang Ye felt a stabbing pain in his mind.

It was as if someone suddenly took an ice pick and punched you in the head, and it hit your brain all at once. The pain even made Zhang Ye's mouth twitch.

Fortunately, it was fleeting.

But why is the leg pinched and the brain hurt?

[Although your soul is in human form, it is just a soul projection that caters to your consciousness. The soul actually has no fixed form. 】

[And your senses come from your body, so no matter how you hurt your soul, it’s your brain that hurts. 】

[Of course, the brain itself is fine, so this pain is deeper, more intense, and clearer than a headache.]

An Ye floated aside and said calmly: [By the way, you are practicing self-harming meditation, right? 】

Zhang Ye nodded: "Yes."

[Although this meditation method improves quickly, the pain is also extremely severe. Are you sure you can bear it?] An Ye looked at Zhang Ye with raised eyebrows.

Zhang Ye swallowed.

Indeed, he just pinched it, and his soul didn't even react. It caused a sharp pain in his brain. If this cracked, how painful would it be?

I'm afraid it will be more painful than losing an arm or a leg...

It was not like Zhang Ye had never tried to cut off his hands and feet. He could endure the pain, but when faced with the pain at the soul level, he still felt unsure.

[Also, there are certain things to be careful about when hurting your soul. It must be injured but not injured, so that it will not destroy the integrity of your soul, let alone hurt the origin of your soul. 】

[If your kid accidentally hurts the source, I'm afraid he will die suddenly.]

[Rather than like this, why not...] Speaking of this, An Ye's face seemed to reveal a sickly and crazy smile.

"No...how about that?" Zhang Ye suddenly felt a little panicked.

[Why don't you let me help you.] An Ye said, reaching out and thrusting his hand into his chest. The dark soul actually derived a black sword, as if it was integrated with his arm.

[Although I have no memory, I can guarantee that I am a professional when it comes to hurting the soul.]

[Guarantee that your soul can be injured and recover in a short period of time, and that it can make you excruciatingly painful without damaging your roots.]

【I have been bored in your body for a long time, and I am just looking for some fun.】

[How is it?] An Ye walked towards Zhang Ye with a big black sword in his hand.

At this moment, Zhang Ye was like a pitiful little chicken, constantly retreating.

Obviously, the soul feels instinctive fear.

Zhang Ye even felt that his soul would be split in half with An Ye's sword.

But then Zhang Ye had a second thought.

An Ye would not harm him, otherwise he could kill himself at any time if he stayed in his body and his soul was undefended.

Moreover, An Ye is an ancient being, in other words, he is a big boss, so having him come is more guaranteed.

Anyway, "Soul Splitting Meditation Art" only requires that your soul be hurt and split, but it doesn't say that you have to do it yourself.

If he wants to improve quickly, he must go through all this.

Thinking of this, Zhang Ye gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, come on, chop me!"

The smile on An Ye's face was even brighter, the corners of his mouth were almost split to the base of his ears, and his expression looked ferocious and terrifying.

【So happy.】

Then, Zhang Ye was gone~

Oh no, it’s cracked~

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Chapter completed!