Wu Xiangyuan did not fall asleep immediately. He was carefully comprehending the first step of the "Soul Condensation Technique" that Professor Gong Zibai taught him today.
"Concentration, that is, concentrating mental power, is to condense those loose and uncontrolled mental powers. The first thing to do is to sense the existence of the Niwan through meditation, and then condense the loose mental power in the Niwan.
, let me give it a try," Wu Xiangyuan murmured.
"The gods guard the Yuan Palace, the Qi is in the female palace, the gods communicate with each other..." The first key method of "Soul Condensation Art" kept appearing in Wu Xiangyuan's mind,
Gradually, Wu Xiangyuan entered a state of emptiness, and he seemed to have entered a vast white world. In this world, there was almost nothing except fog. He walked and walked in this fog,
After an unknown amount of time, he finally saw a luminous thing, so he rushed towards the light source. As he got closer to the luminous thing, the surrounding fog gradually became thinner, like water mist.
It was like encountering sunlight, and in the end it all disappeared. At this time, a glowing mud-colored ball appeared in front of him. There was no fog within a mile of the mud ball, and it looked extremely bright. Wu Xiangyuan's mood suddenly changed.
get better,
The clay ball was not big, about the same size as his Dantian. It made him feel very friendly, as if it was like his own limbs and an inseparable part of himself. So he thought about it and wanted the clay ball to move forward. Who knows,
The mud ball really moved. Thinking it was an illusion, Wu Xiangyuan continued to let it move back, left, and right. The mud ball actually moved with his thoughts without any hindrance. This time, he really knew that the mud ball was moving.
The ball is under his command,
So he ordered the clay ball to emit more intense light, because he hated the world being filled with white fog. As expected, the clay ball shone brightly, instantly dispelling the fog for two or three miles around. Wu Xiangyuan was in a good mood, but this time
At that time, he felt very tired and had no energy at all. The only thing he wanted to do was to sleep. The clay ball also lost its luster and turned gray. Wu Xiangyuan also came out of that world.
"I'm really tired, let's go to bed first." Wu Xiangyuan fell asleep before he could think about what happened just now.
When he woke up again, it was already three o'clock in the morning. It was already very cold, but the sunshine was very warm. Wu Xiangyuan stretched his waist and got up immediately.
At this time, he found that his perception had become extremely sensitive. Even when his mother was teaching Xiaoyu and the others to read in the front yard, he could feel it very clearly. He could even feel the vendors and pedestrians walking in the market within two or three miles.
What he could sense was really shocking to him.
"Could it be the dream I had last night?" Wu Xiangyuan murmured. "I remember that I practiced the "Soul Condensation Art" last night and then fell asleep in a trance. Then I dreamed that I entered a vast white world.
In the world, I finally found a clay ball, and the clay ball still obeyed my command. No, normal dreams should not be controllable. Could it be that I sensed the clay ball?"
Thinking of this, Wu Xiangyuan immediately began to meditate according to the mental method of "Concentration of Mind". Sure enough, he immediately entered the white world, and then quickly found the glowing mud ball. Compared with the last time, this mud ball was
It seems a little bigger, and the light it emits is a little stronger,
Ignoring all these, he commanded the clay ball with his mind. He found that the clay ball obeyed his orders without any hindrance just like last night. So he became more playful and commanded the clay ball to disperse the fog around it.
However, after a while, he felt a little tired, so he immediately came out of that world,
"Playing with that clay ball is really tiring. I want to sleep again as soon as I get up. It seems I can't play like this anymore." Wu Xiangyuan said listlessly, and he kept yawning, but he was extremely happy in his heart, because
He knew that maybe the clay ball was a clay ball, because the clay ball looked like a ball made of clay. Wu Xiangyuan thought as he walked to the front yard.
"Yuan'er, what's wrong with you? Didn't you sleep well last night? You look lethargic." Fang Xiumin asked when she saw Wu Xiangyuan yawning repeatedly.
"Well, I didn't sleep well and had nightmares, so I'm not in good spirits," Wu Xiangyuan lied.
"Oh, maybe you have been tired recently. My mother-in-law will discuss with your mother later to buy you some supplements to replenish your body," Fang Xiumin said distressedly.
"Mother-in-law, don't bother. Yuan'er will be fine if you take a rest. I'm hungry. What can I eat?" Wu Xiangyuan immediately changed the subject. He didn't want to take the supplements from his mother-in-law and mother. They were called unpalatable. Even if they said they were supplements,
It was better to say it was stewed bones with herbs. He had eaten it once before and it was still unforgettable and daunting.
"They're all in the kitchen, go get them yourself, and that supplement..." Fang Xiumin also wanted to talk about the supplement, but Wu Xiangyuan ran away without even listening to her.
"This kid, it's true." Fang Xiumin shook her head helplessly, but she did not give up her determination to stew the tonic.
It is said that Wu Xiangyuan came to the kitchen as if running for his life, took a few buns and went to the study room in the front yard to eat while watching his mother teach. There was a charcoal fire burning in the study room, which was warm and comfortable. Several children listened very carefully to the class.
, even the youngest Xiaoyu listened very seriously. Wu Xiangyuan kept nodding his head when he saw them. Seeing that they listened seriously, he also listened carefully, although he already understood all these,
"Yuan'er, are you going out?" After a while, Wen Shuwan felt that Wu Xiangyuan was outside, so she stopped and opened the door and asked.
"Well, I'm going out soon and won't be back until evening, so you don't have to share lunch with me," Wu Xiangyuan nodded.
"Oh, then be careful on the road," Wen Shuwan said, patting Aiko's little head.
"Well, mother, I'm going to go then," Wu Xiangyuan said, hugging his mother and running out of the door.
"Brother Yuan, you're late again." Wu Xiangyuan was scolded by Gong Siyu as soon as he entered the martial arts training ground in Yudieju.
"Haha, I'm so sorry. I've overdone my training, so I'm here now. Come on, let's practice swordplay together." Wu Xiangyuan picked up the sword and started practicing with Gong Siyu. She, who was a little resentful at first, suddenly became happy, and she
Wu Xiangyuan started practicing the sword together.
"Brother Yuan, you are so powerful. No matter how I use my sword, you can force me to change my moves. Why can't you just let me do it?" Gong Siyu complained during the break.
"Little sister, please don't make trouble unreasonably. Junior Brother Yuan is doing this for your own good. If he gives in to you, you will be proud and your swordsmanship will not improve. When dad comes back and sees that you have not improved, let's see how he teaches you a lesson."
Ruxue said immediately.
"Actually, I also know that Brother Yuan is doing this to me, but can I let him do that once or twice?" Gong Siyu cheated.
"Well, how can I give in to you? I don't know how to give in to you. In fact, if I don't attack, I have already given in to you. Unless I stand still and let you chop me down," Wu Xiangyuan said, pretending to be serious.
"Brother Yuan is bad, how can you beat him if you don't do it?" Gong Siyu was also helpless towards Wu Xiangyuan. Although she was naughty and mischievous, she liked Wu Xiangyuan the most. If she couldn't see him for a day, she would feel like she didn't lack anything. Therefore,
She would not be angry with Wu Xiangyuan, nor would she dare.