Wang Xuan took great pains to decipher the mental thinking of seriously ill patients into a chapter that suits him, in order to extract the essence and cure their spiritual illness.
Whether it is the lifespan of a living being or the energy released by a bright star, in this scripture it is a kind of "external sensation", an illusion that stimulates one's own perception.
From that illusion, we extract bits of real matter that interact with the one true self, thereby strengthening ourselves and preparing to get closer to the real place in the future.
As Wang Xuan read deeper and analyzed more quickly, he became a little crazy again. All things are external sensations, interacting with the inner self. He felt that he was still led astray by the scriptures.
"External feeling, internal self, ah..." He couldn't help but screamed, and felt that he should throw this scripture to Lao Zhang to read and make him become mentally ill.
Wang Xuan was worried about giving the scriptures to Demon Ancestor, Mingxue, Zheng Yuantian and others. It would be fine if there was something wrong with their souls, but what if they managed to master it?
If I give it to Lao Zhang, at most he will suffer from schizophrenia, which can be recovered slowly in the future. Even if he succeeds in practicing it, it will not become a serious problem.
Wang Xuan practiced for a long time and found that if he didn't put his heart into it, he wouldn't be able to practice this sutra unless he tortured himself into a serious illness.
Moreover, he needs to believe that the world is like this, what I think is right, and it should be like this.
He was in a trance for a long time, hypnotizing himself, and it really... worked!
"No, such an alternative method, such a patient, may not necessarily have a disease in the soul. I think he is deliberately torturing future generations, giving them a test, making them correct themselves, and restore the essence of the scriptures."
He looked back at the little white tiger. It was really poisoned. It was hanging there alone, with dull eyes, immersed in its own world.
“Since I am the only one left, I will cut off the cause and effect of all things, starting with my spiritual dregs, and destroy him.” The round-faced girl wanted to push Wang Xuan into the fire in the ashes.
Bang!
Wang Xuan hit her on the head, waking her up immediately, then ignored her with a sullen face.
"This scripture is very interesting. Give me the second half so I can comprehend it!" After waking up, the round-faced girl was very excited and looked extremely happy.
"Find a cool place and sober up." Wang Xuan pushed her aside.
Finally, in front of the fire, he finally realized that he could interpret the scripture from his own perspective, leaving aside all external feelings and internal self. In his own practice system, that is... everything is superimposed on reality, and he wanted to find and absorb that rare but real special substance.
This may deviate from the original meaning of the scriptures, but he can only practice this way, which suits his own path.
"Different people have different understandings. I'll take it and exchange it with Lao Zhang for the Heavenly Medicine. If he has nothing else to do after practicing, I can consider promoting it. Let Fang Yuzhu see it and let the Sword Fairy comprehend it."
After all, this is the only page of the scripture that has not been burned, so it must have extraordinary value.
Wang Xuan was in seclusion here, absorbing the strange substances from the ashes while practicing this scripture, searching among all things, opening his spiritual eyes, and carefully perceiving the essence of the world.
Indeed, there were strange flows of matter in the void, and the source was unknown, as if they were born in the superposition of all things. However, the amount was too small, and it would take a lot of time to accumulate enough.
Then, he saw an object with thriving life, and within that vitality there was some substance that was close to the real thing, much richer than that in the void.
She is... a little white tiger.
"In other words, when practitioners absorb various energy substances, some of them contain some rare objects that are close to the real thing, which need to be tempered and extracted?"
Wang Xuan closed his eyes and wandered in his mind.
When he opened his eyes again, the fire was dim and the flame was about to go out completely. At this moment, his body shook, his spirit and body resonated, and a dazzling beam of light rose up, washing himself from the inside out. The strange substance flowed, washing his marrow, activating his five internal organs, and his body and soul were all glowing with a faint white light.
He had unexpectedly made a breakthrough without even realizing it, and officially established himself in the seventh stage. His cultivation had reached a higher level, and it was achieved with the help of materials that were close to the real thing.
That special energy mostly comes from the embers of the fire.
"What's going on?" Wang Xuan was surprised. There were many corpses hanging on the ancient buildings around him, swaying in the wind.
Those are not ancient people. They must be the descendants of immortals and demons who came in with him this time.
The little white tiger whispered, "It's been half a month, and you finally woke up. These are the people who wanted to get close to the fire, and they all hanged themselves to death for no apparent reason."
Wang Xuan was startled and asked, "Is this world closed and we are trapped inside?"
According to the plan, this exotic area will only be open for three days to see the effect, and then decide how to open it later.
"After the time was up, it was closed for ten days, and two days passed before it was opened for the second time. This time it will be open for a month." The little white tiger informed the situation.
"If I hadn't gone to the land of nothingness, I would have been able to break through by borrowing a scripture in the outside world. Everything originated from 'external sensation'. However, without the large amount of strange substances contained in the fire, it would have been difficult to succeed. It would have required years to slowly accumulate." Wang Xuan pondered.
He stood up and looked at the old square and the quiet streets. Many of the hanged people were familiar faces, such as a fairy with a sticking out tongue, wearing armor, and revealing a snow-white waist. She was saying rude things at the entrance, and ended up dying just like that.
There were six or seven powerful men who were hostile to him. They tried to block him at the entrance and hunt him. There were men and women, demons, and descendants of immortals. They were all hanged to death.
"The remaining spark of a civilization is not something that anyone can approach. You deserved to die."
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