Xiao Long was right. Recently, he had been making rapid breakthroughs in his cultivation, but he had neglected his foundation.
Just like construction, if the foundation was not stable, no matter how majestic the building was, it would collapse sooner or later.
A solid foundation could affect how far one could go in the future.
"Kid, seeing that you're not stingy, I'll teach you a Mind Concentration Calming Technique."
"Although this technique is of little value, it can allow the cultivator to quickly enter a meditative state."
Xiao Long's voice came from behind. Wang Yan's footsteps paused for a moment. Just as he turned around, he saw a ray of light streak across the void, instantly entering between his eyebrows.
"I have taught you the technique. How long it takes for you to get rid of your inner demons is entirely up to you."
With a thought, Wang Yan nodded and stepped on the rotten leaves, gradually leaving.
...
It was unknown whether this canyon was formed naturally or man-made.
The thick fog that lingered in the canyon all year round became a natural barrier, blocking all curious people.
If Wang Yuesheng had not given him a precise landmark, even if Wang Yan arrived here, he would not have jumped into the canyon.
Because on the surface, it looked like a simple canyon.
"According to Uncle Wang's conjecture, apart from the natural treasures and exotic flowers and fruits everywhere in this canyon, there should also be hidden treasures."
Unknowingly, after walking for a few miles, Wang Yan suddenly stopped and murmured softly.
"Maybe... the time has not come yet."
Looking for a place with lush grass, Wang Yan sat cross-legged, his five hearts facing the sky, and entered a meditative state.
At the same time, his Divine Soul moved, searching for the meditation technique that Xiao Long had taught him.
For a moment, a large number of words and information surged out like a tide, causing Wang Yan to be in a trance.
After a while, Wang Yan understood it thoroughly.
This Spirit Concentration Calming Technique seemed obscure and complicated, but it was actually very simple after one understood it.
Including the general principle, there were a total of 40 chants, and the rest were Xiao Long's annotations and insights.
"Calm your mind, empty your mind."
"Clear your mind, contain the world."
"The sea of consciousness is the foundation, the Divine Soul is the supplement."
"Follow the laws of heaven and earth, follow the laws of nature."
"Transforming into the wind, having no self and no boundary …"
Slowly muttering the incantation, Wang Yan suddenly opened his eyes. "According to Xiao Long's comprehension and annotation, the highest realm of this incantation is selflessness."
"In order to achieve this, you must first let go of everything, keep your mind clear, feel the rhythm of nature, and follow the orbit of the world."
"Meditate to transform yourself into the wind and contain it in the world. Use your soul to support the sea of consciousness and roam the world. Only then can you reach the state of no self and no self."
If Xiao Long was here, he would definitely be shocked by Wang Yan's analysis, and then shocked by his monstrous martial arts.
He was able to understand it so thoroughly just from the mnemonic chant alone.
In addition to monstrous martial arts aptitude, it also required a rare talent.
"Phew …"
Breathing out a mouthful of murky air, Wang Yan slowly closed his eyes and once again entered a meditative state.
One breath, two breaths.
After about half a cup of tea's time, Wang Yan's breathing gradually became longer.
Like a giant ancient beast that blotted out the sky, it fell into a deep sleep.
Suddenly, Wang Yan's eyebrows slightly furrowed, and then relaxed.
A wisp of rhythm that he had never encountered before appeared in Wang Yan's soul perception.
Although he was in a meditative state, he could clearly perceive everything around him.
This feeling was very similar to the soul leaving the body, but it was more wonderful and mysterious than the former.
Wang Yan's soul began to pursue this wonderful rhythm, following its trajectory and began to gallop between heaven and earth.
In the process, Wang Yan saw everything in this ten thousand feet canyon.
He saw the dead branches and rotten leaves buried deep in the soil, and saw the insects struggling to wriggle in the soil.
He even saw the buds that were about to break out of the soil, using all the strength in their life to break through the shackles of the soil and obtain a new life.
He also saw the life force of the trees passing away, the speed at which the leaves turned yellow, and the buds slowly sprouted.
All of this was so wonderful, as if this part of the world was no longer so lifeless, dark and chaotic, but full of vitality that symbolized a new life.
These were wonderful scenes that Wang Yan had never felt before, never seen before.
Suddenly, this wisp of strange rhythm disappeared, and Wang Yan's soul also lost its target, becoming aimless.
Just when Wang Yan's soul was idling, the strange rhythm that had disappeared before, appeared again.
But this time it was not a wisp, but a stream.
Like a gust of wind that swept between heaven and earth, Wang Yan's soul was blown to the left and right in an instant, and he lost his sense of direction.
After a few struggles, his soul finally adapted to this sudden violent rhythm, accommodated it, and began to wander with the waves.
Everything between heaven and earth became clear at this time, like a girl who had lifted her veil, revealing everything in front of Wang Yan's soul.
In a trance, Wang Yan seemed to perceive a trace of a vast and indescribable powerful ancient aura.
This trace of aura was the most powerful and vast existence that Wang Yan had ever felt, and it could no longer be described as terrifying.
It was like an immortal god, indifferently looking down on all living beings.
But unfortunately, before Wang Yan had time to carefully experience it, this trace of aura disappeared in a flash.
The next moment, Wang Yan's soul shot up into the sky with the violent rhythm.
He saw Lei Tian and the other two standing at the edge of the canyon, and he could even see the subtle changes in their expressions clearly.
"Why do I feel like someone is spying on us?"
"Is there?
Why can't I feel anything? "
"Senior Brother Lei, are you kidding me? Is there someone who is stronger than us hiding here?"
Lei Tian frowned, his eyes flickering.
At that moment, he vaguely felt a familiar gaze staring at them.
But after a moment, this feeling disappeared without a trace.
In this wondrous feeling, Wang Yan completely forgot about his own existence.
He became a part of heaven and earth, watching the ebb and flow of the tides, the rotation of the sun and moon.
Suddenly, the violent rhythm disappeared again, but Wang Yan did not become aimless. Instead, he roamed the world as he pleased.
In this state of emptiness, Wang Yan's originally restless state of mind and unstable foundation were rapidly improving.
It was as if he was perfecting a masterpiece of heaven and earth, making it even more perfect.
After an unknown period of time, Wang Yan suddenly opened his eyes, revealing a look of understanding.
Slowly getting up, Wang Yan came to an area with extremely lush vegetation.
If one were to look down from a high vantage point, they would realize that this was a naturally formed basin.
The basin was full of exotic flowers and fruits, but there were no flowers or plants in the cracks of the basin, it was barren.
"If I'm not wrong, this is where the treasures are hidden."
A confident smile appeared on Wang Yan's handsome face.
Because in that strange state of emptiness, Wang Yan felt that there was something strange about this place.
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