A huge fiery red lotus had risen at some point, and was right under his feet, slowly dragging him up.
The lotus was huge, as white as pure white, and surrounded by light blue flames. However, inside it, Han Sanqian not only did not feel any heat at all, but also felt waves of coolness running through his body from his feet.
Looking at his hands again, I don’t know when they had made the same gesture as the old man.
The old man smiled slightly: "Don't look here and there, concentrate your attention, and follow the way I think."
Han Sanqian nodded, but suddenly remembered his own situation and said hurriedly: "But senior, I... my muscles and veins are all severed."
The old man interrupted Han Sanqian's words and shook his head. Although he did not speak, it was obvious that his intention was to emphasize what he had said before.
In this case, Han Sanqian stopped talking, closed his eyes, and quietly waited for the old man's next order.
"The heart is gathered at the top, the pulse is gathered at the body, the world is closed, and the Dharma is meditated silently..."
The old man opened his mouth slowly, bit by bit, and slowly recited a strange mental method to Han Sanqian.
To a certain extent, from the perspective of a cultivator, this mental method is completely nonsense, and as the old man continued to read it, the following words became more and more outrageous.
It simply goes against the basic principles of monasticism. If it hadn't come from the mouth of the mysterious old man in front of him, Han Sanqian would have definitely thought that this was someone who didn't know how to practice monasticism at all, but who dreamed of practicing monasticism.
He was so crazy that he wrote such a heart-breaking method that was so out of line.
He was completely rebellious and even messed up.
However, for the sake of this old man, although Han Sanqian was extremely confused, he still endured his physical discomfort and studied step by step.
Strange to say, Han Sanqian believed that he had no meridians, and he should not be able to even mention the basics of cultivation, let alone cultivation. But at this moment, those meridians seemed to suddenly exist, and he could clearly feel all the meridians.
This air flow slowly flows through your body.
Although Han Sanqian suffered great pain during this process, since he could feel the true energy flowing in his flesh, it was enough to make him extremely excited and persevere.
However, as time passed, the flow of true energy gradually began to speed up, and Han Sanqian was completely shaken by the pain emanating from his flesh, and there was a faint tendency that he could not hold on.
"Bite your teeth." The old man's voice appeared appropriately.
"I know you are very curious as to why the mental method is so counterproductive and why it causes you so much pain. You are even now wondering whether the mental method has made you crazy."
Although Han Sanqian did not speak, it was obvious that what he said were the deep questions in Han Sanqian's heart.
He really couldn't understand it.
"Looking at you, if you can't persist in your character, you will fail."
"Okay, in order to eliminate your inner demons and focus on practicing, I can tell you."
"This method is indeed extremely strange to you, but if you think about it from another perspective, it is not strange. Let me tell you this, it is not a method for ordinary people to practice."
"You have no meridians, so naturally you cannot practice normal techniques. I have searched everywhere, and I am afraid that this is the only method that is suitable for you. This is my hard work, and you must not let it go."
After finishing his words, he glanced at Han Sanqian who was in great pain, and suddenly smiled: "Looking at you, it seems you don't really believe what I said?"
"Huh, young man, you really don't realize how good you are after you've fallen behind. Do you know what the method I'm teaching you now is called?"
Hearing this, Han Sanqian was obviously distracted and naturally wanted to know.
