Meng Chuan was shocked.
"What is this? I only know that the three inches below the navel is the Dantian, and there is a Dantian space where the true energy can be nurtured. Why is there also a void space between the eyebrows? And the little person inside, and Am I exactly the same?" Meng Chuan was confused and had some guesses, "Since this villain looks the same as me, is it the legendary human soul? Or is it something unknown? ”
“The classics of Jinghu Taoist Temple were distributed by Yuanchu Mountain. My knowledge of spiritual practice has been accumulated for thousands of years.”
” I have read all the common sense, and I have never seen any records about the space between the eyebrows." Meng Chuan was confused. He likes reading, and he is well-informed as he comes from a family of gods and demons, but he has never heard of a space between the eyebrows. There will be a small person hidden in the space.
Although he was surprised, Meng Chuan vaguely felt that this should be a good thing.
Because...
He has already felt a complete change in himself.
"This feeling is so amazing." Meng Chuan closed his eyes, but still easily avoided many items in the study room, opened the door and walked out very freely.
He walked to the stone table in the yard with his eyes closed and sat on the stone chair.
"I just close my eyes, and everything around me is clearly visible." Meng Chuan opened his eyes. It was already dark, and everything was blurry under the night. But his invisible feeling at this moment, what was extremely clear for ten feet around, was the small burrs on the six legs of a little ant crawling by the courtyard wall. Meng Chuan could clearly see it.
Behind, front, left, right, above, underground! Everything is clear, but it is still very clear only three feet deep underground, and the further down you go, the blurrier it gets.
The naked eye can only see ahead, not behind the head! If it's pitch black, you can't see anything.
"I can see ten feet clearly."
"And I can sense the surrounding area for a full mile."
Meng Chuan sat in the small courtyard, Can clearly sense all the breaths within a mile with oneself as the center. Human breath, animal breath, and the breath of all living creatures can be sensed.
For example, the auras of father and Uncle Liu are the strongest in the entire Jinghu Meng Mansion.
Father Meng Dajiang has a powerful and thick aura.
Uncle Liu’s eyes are white at night, and his aura is even more ethereal.
Among the other weaker auras of the Reborn Realm, Sister Qiyue’s aura is the purest among them.
The entire Jinghu Meng Mansion, as well as everywhere outside the Meng Mansion...
The farther the distance, the more blurry the induction.
Just like in broad daylight, without any obstruction, the naked eye can see into the distance, but when the distance is far away, you can only see a blurry figure or a blurry dog!
The same is true for Meng Chuan's induction! The distance was so close that he could sense it very clearly. If the distance is far, you can only know how many people and animals there are, which ones are stronger and which ones are weaker. That's all.
If it goes beyond one mile... it will be darkness! Unable to sense.
"Everything in the world is different now." Meng Chuan opened his eyes and looked at the various plants in the courtyard. It was wonderful to see every detail within ten feet. I feel like I usually see things in a hazy and blurry way. Now it’s a hundred times clearer! The colors of everything I saw were much more vivid. The stone table top that used to be flat could now be seen with too many small pits due to the wind and sun.
If you look at the fallen hair in the past, you will only feel that the hair is very thin and smooth. Now in the induction, I can 'see' the many rough hairs on the surface of this hair, just like a branch with many rough places and even some wounds.
Everything is more real.
"Whoops."
Meng Chuan suddenly drew his sword and slashed across the sky.
Meng Chuan looked a little excited when he saw his sword.
"I couldn't see the flaw in the sword in the past. It was a perfect sword... but now there are so many imperfections?" Meng Chuan murmured. In the past, he relied on his naked eyes to see the light of the sword. The knife was too fast. No matter how powerful he was, he could only see vaguely. I think this knife is good enough! Now under the induction, the blade's optical fiber is fully visible, and its trajectory is a hundred times clearer.
Every trace of incongruity in the sword technique as it cuts across the sky is extremely clear. This made Meng Chuan immediately discover the imperfections of Daoguang.
As someone who is obsessed with painting, it is instinct to pursue beauty.
This imperfection and incoordination made him unable to bear it.
"Practice the sword-drawing posture." Meng Chuan began to practice the sword-drawing posture at night.
The body turned into flowing light and was slashed out with a knife.
Only when you discover imperfections can you know where to improve.
One cut after another...
Work hard to get better with each cut.
One hour, two hours...
Meng Chuan was not tired at all, but was very excited. He felt that the shortcomings of his sword skills were disappearing, even under the 'induction' It also slowly became perfect.
"Phew."
Another sword-drawing move.
The light of the sword is like a crescent moon, and even faintly pulls the power of heaven and earth, making the light of the sword flash past like a dream.
Meng Chuan's movements were 50% faster than usual. He felt like he was flying on the wind, and he rushed over three feet away in a blink of an eye. He even stopped, but his heart was very hot: "I feel the existence of 'potential', it's still a little bit close, a little bit short." ”
“Since I reached the state of unity, I have cut off flying arrows eight thousand times a day and practiced hard for more than a year and a half. Until today, I finally felt the momentum.”
“Count. I will definitely be able to break through within a few days." Meng Chuan felt that tonight was really beautiful.
Cut the flying arrows 8,000 times a day and practice the sword-drawing posture. Each time, he pursues to break the flying arrows earlier, so that the traces of the sword energy on the big tree can continue to move up. He has an extremely solid foundation, the emotions that are integrated into it, his favorite sword technique, and a clear direction... Meng Chuan's cultivation in the past year and a halfThe refining effect is actually very good, probably even more efficient than that of the ancient god and demon Deng Feng at the same age.
After one and a half years, it is not even too far away from the ‘potential’, although the improvement becomes slower as it gets closer to the limit. But Meng Chuan had been practicing hard for another year and a half, and it was only natural for him to realize the 'potential'.
But tonight’s transformation.
His sword skills took another step forward, and he suddenly touched the 'shi'.
Breakthrough will naturally be closer.
......
At five o'clock in the morning, it was still pitch black.
The morning bell in Dongning Mansion has already rung, and many people seeking livelihood are already waiting outside the city gate.
"Boom~~~~" The city gate of Dongning Fucheng opened, and hawkers carrying goods and people entering the city to work as coolies entered the city one after another. At this time, there were also two figures mixed in the crowd, and they easily entered the city.
"I haven't been to Fucheng for half a year. Second brother, this time I go to the city, I must have a good time. I almost got sick in the mountains." The two people entered the city. A fat man wearing a hat chuckled.
"Okay, okay, let's get down to business first and exchange all those treasures for banknotes! After the business is over, let's play slowly and play for ten days before returning to the village." Another bearded man said .
......
Meng Chuan practiced his sword skills all night and finally stopped.
Practice from night to dawn, not only mentally but also physically. He had been practicing sword skills for more than four hours, and his stomach was growling.
First I brushed my teeth and washed my face, and then went to have breakfast.
"Hululu." Meng Chuan held a large bowl of porridge, first took a few big gulps, and then started to eat the noodles comfortably.
After eating three large noodles, his father Meng Dajiang walked into the hall and said with a smile: "Chuan'er, it's quite early to have breakfast today."
"It's not bad. Let's do it."
Meng Chuan nodded and ate happily, "By the way, Dad, I have something to tell you later."
"I won't talk about it at the dinner table. "Say?" Meng Dajiang said with a smile, "Mysterious."
Meng Chuan smiled and said to the maid on the side: "Another big bowl of porridge."
"Yes." , Master." The maid immediately helped to serve the porridge.