Yu Xin grimaced and racked his brains to think about the storyteller's cultivation.
Yu Xin understands the role of storytellers on novelists better than anyone else, so he cares more about it than Lu Qi.
Limited by his unique practice method, the novelist is destined not to become a famous scholar, nor will he be valued by the world. If things go on like this, he will one day be lost in the long river of history.
On the other hand, Yu Xin believes that as long as the human race still exists, storytellers will never die!
Because there are always stories.
Binding storytellers and novelists together can, to a certain extent, protect the continuity of the novelist's legacy.
For this reason, Yu Xin is very happy to teach the Dharma to storytellers.
"The key is, how can storytellers absorb the hearts and minds of all living beings?" Yu Xin is not clueless, it's just a key problem for which he can't find a solution.
Wang Liangyu, who had just walked into the courtyard, happened to hear Yu Xin talking to himself, and said with a smile: "Senior Yu, I have something to note."
Yu Xin came back to his senses and looked at Wang Liangyu in surprise.
Wang Liangyu smiled slightly and expressed his thoughts.
Yu Xin frowned and thought about it, and after a moment, he said, "I don't know if it's possible, but I think it's a good idea." After a pause, he turned to look at Lu Qi, "But, in this way, how can the storyteller
No..."
Wang Liangyu looked at Yu Xin, who was hesitant to speak, and knew what he wanted to say. She was quite surprised that he would actually consider the storyteller.
"Senior Yu is worrying too much!" Wang Liangyu chuckled and explained, "Novelists and storytellers cannot be said to be dependent on the other. In my opinion, novelists follow the line of fine quality, which values the essence rather than the many.
Storytellers are more valuable than others, and they complement each other!"
Yu Xin thought about it deeply, and felt more and more that the cultivation method proposed by Wang Liangyu was wonderful. He looked at Lu Qi with a hint of envy: "You two don't know something. If all sentient beings have the power of their hearts, the illusion world will never be destroyed. Storyteller
It will prosper day by day and last forever!"
Wang Liangyu and Lu Qi looked at each other after hearing this, but they did not expect such a good thing.
This means that as novelists create more and more fantasy worlds, storytellers will become more and more powerful!
Of course, the premise is that the storyteller can really draw power from the illusion world as Wang Liangyu imagined.
Two days later.
Lu Qi found Wang Liangyu again: "Sir, it's time to set off!"
Wang Liangyu was stunned for a while, then got out of his daily practice, shook his head and woke up: "Okay, you guys go to the city gate and wait for me, I will go to the general's mansion!"
About to leave Gusu City, Wang Liangyu had to say goodbye to Sun Wu.
Half a day later, Wang Liangyu met Lu Qi and his party at the city gate and headed north.
On the road.
Wang Liangyu and Yu Xin got together and talked about the storyteller’s practice.
"Senior Yu, what ideas have you come up with in the past few days?"
Wang Liangyu is not a novelist or a storyteller. Apart from proposing an idea at the beginning, he did not participate in it later.
Yu Xin was sitting in the car, waving his whip to drive the horses, not very interested: "I really don't know where to start!"
"Don't you have any clue? You shouldn't!" Wang Liangyu became curious after hearing this. In his opinion, this matter should not be difficult.
Yu Xin knew that Wang Liangyu had extraordinary knowledge. When he heard what he said, he was suddenly curious and asked quickly: "Master, what are your insights?"
"Senior Yu, the novelist is the master of the fantasy world. It should be easy to give some power to the storyteller!" Wang Liangyu lay on Tuxue Wuzui's back, holding a wooden stick in his mouth, and turned to look at Yu Xin
, said casually.
Yu Xin smiled bitterly, shook his head and explained: "The novelist who wrote the book about the creation of the world can only be said to be the creator and manager of the illusion world, not the master of the illusion world." After a pause, he emphasized, "
In fact, the fantasy world has no owner."
Wang Liangyu frowned, thought for a moment, and said, "Managers don't have the ability to convey power to storytellers?"
"Heaven and earth have their own order." Yu Xin looked solemn and said seriously, "Although the illusion world is illusory, it is still the same. You cannot act arbitrarily."
Wang Liangyu sat up suddenly, leaned out, looked at Yu Xin, and asked curiously: "I remember my senior once said that the fantasy world absorbs the mental power of all living beings and strengthens it, and the novelist's cultivation level increases with the fantasy world, so what exactly is a novelist?
How do you practice?"
The novelist's method of creating the world sounds awesome, but after Wang Liangyu asked Yu Xin for advice, he realized that this path was not suitable for him, and it didn't even have any reference significance.
Writing novels, is that what people do?
Therefore, after a brief understanding, Wang Liangyu did not go any further as he was not clear about the novelist’s practice.
"The illusion world can gather the minds of all living beings, and novelists use the illusion world to absorb the minds of all living beings to practice."
Wang Liangyu lowered his head and muttered: "So, the core of a novelist's practice is to absorb the mental energy of all living beings, just like the Taoist refines the energy of heaven and earth, and the military strategist gathers the energy of people."
Yu Xin nodded.
Wang Liangyu stopped talking, lay down again, and began to think seriously.
In short, the mental power of all living beings is the seven emotions and six desires of human beings.
Wang Liangyu knows the power of emotions very well. His sword energy can only be used when he is emotionally aroused.
"It seems that the novelist's practice methods are still useful for reference!" Wang Liangyu muttered, turned his thoughts, and returned to the storyteller, asking, "Can the storyteller directly absorb the mental energy of all living beings?"<
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Novelists need the fantasy world to gather the hearts and minds of all living beings, but storytellers face all living beings directly and can directly absorb the hearts and minds of all living beings without going through the fantasy world as a transit station.
"This must not be the case!" Yu Xin's face changed drastically, and he warned sternly, "The mental power of all living beings contains the will of all living beings and is directly absorbed. The mind can be confused and the mind can be unstable. At the least, the soul is unstable, and at worst, it can lead to obsession."
Wang Liangyu was not surprised when he heard this. The mental power of all living beings is similar to the incense and belief of the Shinto stream. However, in many online articles, it is almost an iron rule that incense and belief are poisonous.
"How does the illusion world purify the minds of all living beings?"
"Purification?" Yu Xin smacked it, convinced, "This is a wonderful thing to say!"
Wang Liangyu curled his lips secretly and looked at Yu Xin, waiting for his answer.
"The minds of all living beings gather in the illusion world and circulate through the world of illusion. Most of the minds of all living beings are integrated into the illusion world, strengthening and strengthening the illusion world. A small part returns to the world of illusion, just like the energy of the world of illusion. The novelist absorbs this part.
All sentient beings practice with their own mind."
Wang Liangyu has the inquisitive nature of most science students, and immediately asked: "How does the world work?"
Yu Xin was speechless, staring blankly at Wang Liangyu's eagerness for knowledge, and after a while he said: "That is the way!" After a moment of silence, he emphasized again, "The way of heaven!"
Uh...the way of heaven is unknowable!
Wang Liangyu remained silent and did not argue with Yu Xin. He understood that this was a difference in thinking between ancient people and modern people and could not be explained clearly.
It’s hard to explain, and Wang Liangyu knows that this is a dead end.
Wang Liangyu decisively gave up exploring the laws of heaven and changed his path.
"Novelists can absorb the mental energy of all sentient beings in the fantasy world, so if you think about it differently, can you try not to absorb the mental energy of all living beings, but transfer it to others?"
Yu Xin thought for a moment, nodded, and understood what Wang Liangyu meant, and said after careful consideration: "The problem is that the fantasy world is connected to the mind of the novelist. The novelist can absorb the minds of all beings in the fantasy world anytime and anywhere, but the storyteller cannot. Besides, I
You have to practice too!"
"Let's not rush this. Let's first verify whether the storyteller can absorb the mental energy of all living beings in the illusion world in this way." Wang Liangyu took it slow and unhurried, taking it step by step.
While talking, Wang Liangyu called Lu Qi and immediately looked at Yu Xin.
Lu Qi walked over and his eyes wandered over Wang Liangyu and Yu Xin, not knowing what was going on.
Without saying a word, Yu Xin began to sense the illusory world.
"Lu Qi, you will try to absorb the energy of all sentient beings later." Wang Liangyu reminded Lu Qi as he motioned for him to get in the car.
Lu Qi looked panicked. He had only studied with Yu Xin for a few days, and the method of absorbing the mental energy of all living beings was still unfamiliar to him!
However, before he could calm down, Lu Qi felt a strange energy pouring into his body. At that moment, all 48 thousand holes in his body were trembling, and his body sitting cross-legged was trembling slightly.
Subconsciously, Lu Qi began to operate the method of absorbing the mental power of all living beings, and began to practice for the first time in his life.
After a while, Lu Qi opened his eyes, looked at Wang Liangyu in disbelief, and then looked at Yu Xin.
Yu Xin opened his eyes with a complicated expression.
Yu Xin was naturally happy that the storyteller could practice cultivation, but he thought that the minds of sentient beings absorbed by the storyteller came from the illusory world, and he couldn't help but feel like he was inviting a wolf into the house, and he felt a little regretful.
"The first step is completed, the storyteller can practice, and he can be considered a family of his own from now on!" Wang Liangyu didn't know Yu Xin's complicated mood, and announced with a smile on his face, "The next step is to build the storyteller and the fantasy world.
It’s related!”
Build a connection between the storyteller and the fantasy world. Only in this way can the storyteller get rid of the shackles of the novelist and can use the fantasy world to practice anytime and anywhere. Only then can the storyteller's practice method be perfected and the storyteller be truly unique.
However, this step is as difficult as reaching the sky.