Blue Star Calendar, 1993, Yanhuang Empire, Liuyuan County, Southern Hunan Province, by a small river near Wuyang Town Middle School.
Chen Hai sat cross-legged on the grass, holding an unknown ancient book in his hand, and carefully opened it.
"The position of Shao Wu will not be passed down to the descendants of my clan."
The first page of the unknown ancient book contains this sentence, and after this sentence, there is a name - Zhang Daoling.
The characters were written in small seal script. Chen Hai took a professional book on ancient Chinese that he had just bought and compared it for a long time before he recognized all the characters clearly.
The meaning of this sentence is that no one who is not related to my Zhang family can pass on my skills!
Chen Hai's surname is Chen, not Zhang, so naturally he does not have Zhang family blood.
This ancient book was forcibly 'borrowed' by him from Zhang Laizi, the magic stick in their village.
Zhang Daoling is the famous Zhang Tianshi, the founder of Longhu Mountain Zhengyi.
Although Chen Hai is a poor student, he has still heard of the name Zhang Daoling.
"Since this scripture was handed down by Zhang Daoling, there must be a lot of mystery in it. If I can understand him thoroughly, it will definitely be of great benefit to me!"
Thinking this in his heart, Chen Hai couldn't help but be overjoyed.
Comparing the comparisons and annotations of the few ancient and modern texts he bought, he continued to study.
"The reason why people can be spiritually aware of all things is that their eyes can take in the colors of all things, their ears can take in the sounds of all things, their noses can take in the breaths of all things, and their mouths can take in the tastes of all things. The sounds, colors and smells are also the bodies of all things...
"
Compared with those books, although Chen Hai had recognized most of the characters in that ancient book, he still felt that the meaning was very unfamiliar and difficult to understand.
When a person is addicted to something, time passes quickly.
After packing up several books, Chen Hai closed his eyes slightly and lay on the soft grass by the river.
The verses in that book passed through his mind one by one. He kept thinking about it, hoping to understand something from it.
Before I knew it, the sun set and the sky became dark.
"If this continues, I'm afraid it will be difficult for me to understand anything from it for the rest of my life?"
"Could it be that I'm like this because I don't have the blood of the Zhang family?"
The whole person was dizzy, but Chen Hai still didn't gain anything.
When he was in class at school, as soon as he picked up a textbook such as Chinese Language and Mathematical Language, his eyelids started to tremble and his mind went to the sky.
But now, he has no intention of being discouraged at all.
After all, this book has this Daoling tiger skin hanging on it.
What's more, Chen Hai knew clearly that Zhang Zizi had really developed some skills through this book.
"Since it's impossible to understand what the whole book is about at once, I'll just try to understand it piece by piece. I don't believe it. I won't be able to compare to that cripple Zhang!"
Chen Hai also lost his temper and gently rubbed his temples to clear his mind a little.
Without even blinking, he continued to be immersed in the awkward words.
The first one or two paragraphs of the unknown ancient book are the general outline of the entire book. There are no profound principles in it. It seems to just describe several realms after the introduction of Taoism. It is not difficult to understand.
Chen Hai concentrated on studying these two paragraphs and actually understood some of the statements.
Cultivation is to cultivate the mind. Whether it is a Taoist or a Buddhist, if you want to cultivate your state of mind, you cannot do without the method of visualization.
When Buddhists visualize, the target of their visualization is usually a certain Buddha, while on the Taoist side, many schools of thought visualize their own ancestors.
Of course, there are also practitioners who use other objects as visualization targets, such as dragons, phoenixes, unicorns, or famous mountains and rivers.
Observe its charm and keep it in mind. If successful, the practitioner is likely to obtain certain characteristics of the object he or she is visualizing.
Ordinary mortal objects have no charm at all. If you use such objects as the target of visualization, you will never achieve anything famous in your life.
For those true disciples in the Taoist sect, being listed in the disciple list is equivalent to registering in front of the ancestor.
With this connection, if they want to visualize their ancestor and obtain his divine blessing, it is basically a sure thing.
As for those wild people, if they want to achieve anything famous in their cultivation, it is not impossible, but their hope is definitely extremely slim.
The lame Zhang's ability to cultivate some supernatural powers must be inseparable from the blood of the Zhang family in him.
As for Chen Hai himself, he must be a typical wild man.
"Visualize the objects. If they really exist, where are they?"
"Besides the real world, is there a spiritual world? Can those like heaven and hell, the underworld and heaven be included in the category of the spiritual world?"
"To put it this way, there should be two major categories of creatures in the spiritual world. One of them is born from illusion, either from faith, or from a collection of various emotions."
"The other type of creatures should be the aborigines in the spiritual world, such as dragons, phoenixes, and unicorns. These creatures are naturally extremely powerful and can travel between the spiritual world and the real world. The so-called atmospheric creatures in the scientific community should be these.
A type of existence."
"When visualizing, be careful not to think or think. If you continue in this state, a person will soon fall into a trance."
"Then, can it be understood that in that state, a person's own magnetic field will change. When this magnetic field reaches a certain frequency, he can touch the existence of the spiritual world and see some incredible things.
Where are the things?”
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When studying, Chen Hai doesn't like to use his brain very much.
But at this moment, he didn't know how many circles were going around in his mind, and how many strange and bizarre thoughts were popping up in his mind.
To be honest, not all of his thoughts are just random thoughts. In fact, they still have some basis in reality.
For example, when a person is old and nearing the end of his life, he seems to have hallucinations and often sees some strange things.
He had heard of many similar things in reality.
Applying his theory, that is, when a person is about to die, the frequency of the magnetic field changes, and he can barely contact the spiritual world, and he can see some weird things and hear some weird things.
The way the spirit world exists is simply incomprehensible to ordinary people and cannot be explained by modern technology, but this does not mean that it must not exist.
The end of science is theology. Many scientists have said similar words.
"How about giving it a try? If I'm lucky and happen to touch the unique frequency of the spiritual world, wouldn't the matter of visualizing the target be solved?"
"But how do I get into that trance-like state?"
Tilting his head, Chen Hai pondered for a long time, and he finally thought of the betel nut.
Many people in his place like to chew that stuff.
Chen Hai tried it once. He chewed a betel nut. As a result, he felt dizzy and was in a trance for a long time.
A few minutes later, he went to a small shop dozens of meters away, spent a day's living expenses, bought a small pack of betel nut, and returned to the river.
One, two, three...
Chewing a few betel nuts made him blush, and he felt dizzy and dizzy.
He forced himself to remain calm, and began to sit cross-legged according to the visualization postures in ancient books, trying to let his spirit fall into a trance-like state.
Time passed little by little, the night was already dark, and a crescent moon, I don’t know when, was already hanging high in the sky.
Everything under the night looks vague and blurry.
The whole person was in a trance, and Chen Hai was in a state of sleepiness. The surroundings were already dim.
A huge monster with a flat body was suspended in the sky in a zigzag shape. Its body was dark green with some brown stripes in the middle.
Ten huge eyes, arranged in a U shape, and the two suckers at the head and tail look so ferocious.
Just one look at this monster makes people feel creepy.
"puff……"
The first time he saw the monster, Chen Hai's eyes went dark, and traces of blood began to seep out of the corners of his eyes.
At the same time, there was countless information pouring into his mind in a way that he could not understand at all, making him feel as if his head was going to explode.
Panting like an ox, Chen Hai looked up to the sky and collapsed.
His whole body was soaked with cold sweat, as if he had just climbed out of the water.
Lying on the ground, he didn't even know how long he had been lying there before he gained some strength and regained his vision.
"Is that a creature from the spirit world? So terrifying? Just one look at it and it almost killed half of my life?"
Still feeling a little frightened, Chen Hai raised his head and looked at the sky.
The moon was bright and the stars were sparse in the sky, but there was no trace of the monster.
Taking a deep breath, he silently recalled the information that had poured into his mind before.
The flow of information is strange, disorganized, and not systematic at all.
To those terrifying creatures, Chen Hai was like an inconspicuous ant.
The information he harvested was not actively transmitted by the monster, it was just some of the mysterious things that its body naturally radiated outwards.
Chen Hai vaguely felt that if he could comprehend and digest that information, he would no longer be unable to get in if he wanted to practice Taoism.
"No, it's almost midnight, and I've already missed the time for self-study after school!"
He accidentally raised his hand and saw the time displayed on the electronic watch on his wrist. Chen Hai slapped his forehead and his whole expression changed.
A few days ago, he fell seriously ill.
The hospital is not optimistic about it, saying that there is a high chance that he will become a vegetative state.
He was able to wake up successfully, thanks to the magic stick Zhang Laizi.
It's strange to say that the hospital was not treating the disease well, so Zhang Laizi just jumped a little, then muttered for a long time, and then slapped Chen Hai on the forehead.
Chen Hai, who had been unconscious for more than a day, only remembered a flash of golden light, and then he jumped up from the bamboo bed.
This afternoon, Chen Haigang rushed back to town. He wanted to take advantage of the evening self-study period at school to go back to his dormitory and then start formal classes tomorrow.
But now this situation...
"Forget it, just go around to the back of the school, climb over the wall and go back to the dormitory!" Chen Hai thought silently.
Wuyang Town Middle School, the gate is close to the street.
Behind it is the mountain, which is dark and desolate at night.
Walking on a rugged path overgrown with weeds, a small firework in front of him caught Chen Hai's eyes.
"At this time, there are still people going up the mountain?"
There was some suspicion in his heart. In his opinion, the fireworks in front of him should be someone smoking a cigarette while walking forward.
For some reason, he obviously wanted to climb over the wall behind the school and go back to the school dormitory.
But now, he seemed confused and kept moving forward, following the fireworks.
Suddenly, the fireworks disappeared, and with a jolt, he suddenly woke up.
Looking at his feet, there was already a cliff in front of him. If he took only one or two steps at most, he would fall directly under the cliff.
Chen Hai broke into a cold sweat and was about to turn around quickly.
But at this time, he only felt a force falling on his back, like a cloud flying through the mist, and he flew up like this.