Just like that night in spring, he closed his eyes and me, forgetting both things and me, his consciousness left the sea of ​​consciousness, separated from his body, and drifted in the quiet underground space. The surrounding environment appeared faintly in his mind. After the light of the stone walls and night pearls had undergone some deformation, it reappeared in his consciousness.

Close your eyes and it will be dark. Only after it gets dark will the stars come out. Only in this way can he find the fate star of his own in the night sky. But now what he wants to do is not a fate star, but a seat and surveillance, so his spiritual consciousness did not continue to float to the high place, slowly falling like snow, and returning to his body.

The spiritual consciousness is infinite and invisible. It can easily penetrate the clothes and skin, enter the deepest part of his body, and then feedback everything he encounters back. This is introspection or self-observation.

There is actually no clear dividing line in the state of sitting and illumination. As long as practitioners who can condense their spiritual consciousness and observe their own wishes can be said to have entered the state of sitting and illumination. If the state wants to continue to improve, it will involve the interaction between the consciousness and the meridians. However, the most fundamental method is the word "self-observation".

All sects regarding sitting and reading practice methods record this sentence: Only by observing oneself can one see the heaven and earth.

Why? Because the practitioner's own body is a world. Unlike the real world in nature, the practitioner's own world is more subtle and subtle. If the power of practice comes from the natural world, then if you want to make yourself stronger, you need to constantly transform your own small world.

Cleansing the marrow is the first step for practitioners to transform themselves, but it is more rough. Sitting and observing is also the transformation of themselves by practitioners, which is even more subtle. Moreover, when the sitting and observing state, practitioners no longer directly borrow the power of starlight, but begin to learn to use the true essence converted from starlight.

Starlight belongs to the great world of nature, while true essence belongs to the small world of cultivators.

Compared with ordinary practitioners, Chen Changsheng's situation is special. He first needs to find the starlight in this small world, and then try to convert it into his own true essence. The real danger is that at that moment, his body has not been washed with marrow. Can he accommodate the energy emitted from the moment the starlight is converted into true essence? Will he directly burn and die like the patient recorded in the notes of the Four Sutras?

He did not think about these problems, and his spiritual consciousness entered his body and began to observe himself and began to search.

The small world is still the world. When he sat and looked at himself, his spiritual consciousness turned into a breeze between the world. Tonight he searched for the starlight in his body, just like that night he searched for the life star in the night sky, and he also wanted to search continuously between the vast world. This process was very long, so long that he forgot the passage of time.

The blurred vision and the ever-changing light formed countless strange pictures, faintly, as if the world had been familiar with it, but it was so strange.

There is a raised ground, like a dangerous mountain, or a bone? But what are the earth veins that exudes a faint breath in the deep cracked underground? Are they meridians?

The breeze slowly moved forward between the world, and the spiritual consciousness kept searching in his body. He gradually adapted to this feeling, and the picture in his consciousness became clearer and clearer. Then he saw the broken cliff, and the hard mountain ranges like granite transformed into twists and flowers. The earth's veins were broken and devastated, making people feel sad.

This is his body. This is the first time he has clearly seen the true appearance of his body. This makes him feel very sad. Those broken cliffs and broken earth veins are probably the broken meridians of his own? Or the vein? This is the shadow of death hidden in his body?

But... where did that terrifying force that deformed and broken mountains and rivers come from?

The breeze drifted through the wastelands that had tens of thousands of miles, and nine broken mountains, and came to a field covered with snow.

He didn't know where this place was, but he only knew that the snow was falling thousands of miles away, extremely cold, and the ground was covered with extremely thick layers of snow, which made Yu Jing a little dazzling.

He didn't know what this snow field was, nor did he know what such a thick snow layer or such a Yujing snow field meant to practitioners, nor did he know that whether it was the legendary uncle of the Lishan Sword Sect or other peerless powerful man, if he knew that he had such a perfect snow field, he would definitely try his best to inherit his own inheritance.

Finally, he saw a lake.

It was a lake hanging between heaven and earth, blue and vast, with hundreds of miles in the radius of spiritual consciousness. To be precise, this is a water droplet hanging between heaven and earth. There are no impurities, no aquatic plants, no soil, and no sediment. There are only pure and transparent water, so the light can naturally pass through it.

At this point, his spiritual consciousness has been wandering around this small world. From the true meaning of the original practice, he has entered the state of sitting and silence. If this fact is discovered, it will definitely shock the whole world, because it means that he has the purest and most peaceful spiritual consciousness in the world, and can even surpass the threshold between realms.

The problem is that this makes no sense.

No matter how powerful the spiritual consciousness is, without true energy, he is still just an ordinary person, and at most he can help him perceive a wider range.

True energy comes from the starlight.

From spring to late winter, he evacuated the starlight every night to cleanse the marrow. Before the marrow was washed, where did the starlight accumulate?

At this time, Chen Changsheng began to get nervous.

The moment his spiritual sense found Xinghui and the moment he came into contact with him, Xinghui turned all into true energy. His body had not been washed away, but he was soaked in medicine for so many years by his teacher and senior brother. Can he withstand such a terrifying outbreak of power?

His spiritual consciousness traveled around the small world again, tens of thousands of miles a day.

Finally, he looked at the snow field...the vast white area was really pure, it looked so beautiful.

His spiritual sense drifted higher and he saw clearly that the snowfield was gradually melting, but because of the constant snow falling, the area of ​​the snowfield did not shrink, but continued to grow and thicken. However, some cracks appeared in some places with the most intense light.

There are few cracks, but they penetrate the snow field, cutting the entire snow field into dozens of pieces.

Is it here?

It's here.

He looked at the snow field quietly and was very happy.

Those snows are not snow, but ice crystals condensed by starlight.

You can practice by yourself.

Those stars are there.

So, what should I do next?

He didn't think about it for too long, because he didn't need to think about it, and he couldn't help thinking about it.

When the spiritual consciousness confirmed that it was starry light, the little heaven and earth sensed it.

Observe, then make a judgment, this is contact.

From the sky to the ground, or tens of thousands of miles, or just a finger distance, his spiritual sense fell from the sky to the ground, using only a flash of thought.

The spiritual sense fell on a small snow field slowly drifting away from the southeast corner of the snow field.

His spiritual consciousness was like a torch, falling among the dead leaves all over the mountains and fields.

The ice crystal condensed by the starry light instantly emits infinite light and then begins to burn violently.

There is no sound, no smoke, only the flames that ignite.

The area of ​​Xiaoxueyuan was at least thousands of inclined. However, when his spiritual sense fell, the entire Xiaoxueyuan burned in an instant.

Yujing's transparent flames, carrying countless high temperatures, burned the sky.

The ice crystals burned and melted on the other side, and slowly flowed around like magma. It didn't take long to spread out of the snowfield and came to the wasteland. The magma was the essence of starlight, containing unimaginable energy, emitting bright red light, which seemed particularly terrifying. Wherever they passed, whether it was yellow grass or rocks, they burned one after another.

Magma flows into the broken cliff, and the cliff begins to burn.

It flows into the broken veins and the underground begins to burn.

The whole little world began to burn.

A warm breath suddenly appeared in the cold underground space.

The black dragon looked at Chen Changsheng with his eyes closed, and as the snowflakes landed on him melted instantly, the indifference in his eyes was replaced by a hint of surprise.

Immediately afterwards, its eyes became very serious.

Chen Changsheng's face turned red, and the breathing spurted from his mouth and nose turned into white mist when he encountered the slightly cold space underground.

The snow melted when it fell on him, and then it quickly evaporated, and he was covered in white mist.

How warm is his body now?

A worried look appeared in Black Dragon's eyes and he blew a gentle breath at him.

The dragon breath mixed with ice chips fell on Chen Changsheng.

In just an instant, a transparent ice helmet appeared on the surface of Chen Changsheng's body.

However, after a moment, the ice helmets burst, melted, and evaporated

Chen Changsheng's face became redder and his body became hotter and hotter. The blood vessels in his neck became thicker and then protruded. Then, more and more blood vessels began to become thicker and began to protrude on the skin, with blue veins, which looked extremely terrifying. You could even see blood flowing rapidly in the blood vessels.

In the quiet underground space, there was a dense drum sound of dongdong and dongdong. That was... his heartbeat.

His heart beats rapidly, the blood in his blood vessels flows rapidly, his clothes are instantly wet with sweat, and then steamed in again.

His body has already responded a lot on his own and wanted to solve the problems he is facing now.

However, at this time, the true energy converted from starlight was raging and running around in his body. He had not experienced marrow cleaning. Where could his body bear it?

What's more, his meridians are innately broken, which is much less than the amount of true energy that normal people can accommodate, and the situation is even more dangerous.

Chen Changsheng closed his eyes tightly, the blood vessels in the corners of his eyes kept beating, his brows were frowning very tightly, and he seemed very painful.

He skipped the marrow washing and sat down directly, because he had to take a look at whether the starry light was there, so that he could be content with peace of mind. Otherwise, he would never be able to give up the grand court trial.

Now that he saw the snow field, the starlight began to burn and began to convert into true energy, he was about to die. Can he be content with this?

Looking at the young man with a painful expression, the black dragon showed a look of pity in his eyes, but did nothing.
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