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As soon as the third seal was released, the discomfort in the palm of his hand suddenly increased. It was just numbness at first, but now it has turned into pain. It seemed that someone was stabbing Sun Suhe's palm with many sharp silver needles. Although he knew that his
The body was not harmed in any way, but the phantom pain directly generated by the brain was more real than reality.
Sun Suhe couldn't help but take a breath of air-conditioning. Suddenly, his breathing frequency was disrupted, his thoughts were also slightly scattered, and all kinds of distracting thoughts were about to invade him.
At this moment, Alice's staff touched it, and Sun Suhe suddenly felt a warmth wrap around his whole body, and the pain subsided.
Alice said softly: "Don't be deliberate, relax your mind, don't resist the pain, accept the pain, and treat it with the attitude of a bystander."
Sun Suhe adjusted his breathing, gathered his thoughts, and tried to slowly accept the pain. As he gradually calmed down, the speed at which the mind grass sprouted became faster.
Seeing this, Alice clicked her staff and opened the fourth seal.
The Niancao trembled, then quickly sprouted branches, and the original green leaves began to look mature.
The pain increased qualitatively. If it was originally a trickle, it has now turned into a Yangtze River. Sun Suhe was hit by this and could no longer maintain a peaceful mood. His originally concentrated thoughts were instantly dispersed, and he shouted,
Opening his eyes, the Niancao withered and dissipated, turning into little green lights and disappearing.
Sun Suhe looked at his empty palms and let out a long sigh. Although the unbearable pain was no longer there, a huge sense of frustration replaced it.
Alice patted him on the shoulder and comforted him: "It doesn't matter. This is not something that can be accomplished overnight. Generally speaking, you can only try to control Niancao after a long period of mental training."
"Try again!" Sun Suhe said reluctantly.
Alice sighed, blaming herself, "I didn't expect the rejection to be so intense. If I practiced step by step, I shouldn't have had such pain. However, I always have a bad feeling, and I have been feeling uneasy since yesterday.
."
"Compared with the psychological pressure caused by the death threat of not knowing when and where it will come, I can accept this kind of real pain. The more strength you have, the more protection you will have. And although the process is not very complicated
It feels good, but I still quite like this feeling. Let’s try it again.” Sun Suhe rubbed his sore and numb thighs and said decisively.
"Hey, it turns out you are the type who likes pain? Why does it feel a bit erotic? I'm not like that." Alice said, waving her hands exaggeratedly.
Sun Suhe was too lazy to answer and rolled his eyes at Alice.
"Haha, the atmosphere was too serious just now, please relax, relax." Alice casually played with the ends of her hair hanging to her chest and said, "Let me think about it, let me think about it again. By the way, last night, you
How did you control Nian Cao despite the pain?"
Sun Suhe thought for a while and said: "I don't remember clearly, I just remember that the pain was so severe that I didn't have time to think about other things, so I just stared at Niancao desperately and repeated it to let it go away.
Thoughts. Then Nian Cao seemed to really react."
Alice pondered for a moment and said with a serious expression: "In this case, we don't need to use the step-by-step method. How about you, do you want to try the random method? I have a method of overthrowing the seedlings. If successful, you can initially control it.
I'm confused. However, if you fail, there will be no benefit at all. Instead, the severe pain and stimulation will put your body under tremendous pressure, which may make you unable to move like last night."
"I've said it before, stretching out your head is a knife, and shrinking your head is also a knife. What are you afraid of? Come on!" Sun Suhe replied resolutely.
"Okay, this time I will unlock all the seals from the beginning. You only need to hold on to one idea, don't care about anything, and don't care about anything. If you can persist until the Nian Cao is formed, it will be considered an initial success. However,
, it’s simple to say, but the pain this time is not at the same level as before.”
"What should I do if I persist in my thoughts?" Sun Suhe asked.
Alice explained: "This is the simplest. It can be a word, a sentence, a person, or a thing. In short, no matter what happens, you just keep thinking about this thing over and over again.
Don’t think about anything else.”
"Is it that simple? Is that okay?"
"It's not simple, this is not simple. In my world, there have been two major trends of thought in the study of mantras since ancient times. One is the mantra-only theory. This theory believes that the words and pronunciation of mantras themselves have incredible magical power.
, cannot be changed at will. Another theory is exactly the opposite. This theory is called solipsism. It believes that the magic of the spell comes from the caster, and the spell only assists the caster in gathering power.
The tool can be changed at will according to the practitioner's will. Of course, both theories now seem to be biased. However, in the long-term mutual debate and even criticism, countless practical practices have emerged relying on these two theories.
Dharma. The basis of the solipsism method is to focus on one thought, hold on to your thoughts, and strengthen yourself. I will use corresponding auxiliary magic to help you later, but the most important thing is to look at yourself."
Sun Suhe nodded, thought about it carefully and asked: "What kind of idea do you usually have? Let me refer to it. I can't think of anything particularly suitable at the moment."
Alice picked a leaf from the plant next to her, put it on the tip of her nose, sniffed it, and said, "Well, I usually imagine the process of making tea. But this is related to my experience there, and it's something I only have.
Touched, it may not be suitable for you."
"Are you touched? Do you really want to meditate on the core values of socialism?" Sun Suhe scratched his head and laughed. He also followed Alice's example and picked a leaf and played with it in his hand.
The leaf was as slender as a willow leaf, but two small corners slightly protruded from the base of the petiole. Under the sun, the entire leaf glowed with silver, like a sharp sword. Suddenly, Sun Suhe's heart moved. Just a sword, holding a sword to brave the rivers and lakes is not something everyone can do.
A romance that every man dreams of.
"That's it. Let's get started."
"Are you sure?"
"Yeah, sure!"
Alice tapped her staff, and a green light point slowly flew out from her body and landed on Sun Suhe's palm: "Let's begin!"
Green light flashed, and unspeakable violent pain rolled like huge waves, mixed with soreness, numbness, itching and other discomforts, flooding every inch of Sun Suhe's cells.
Sun Suhe gritted his teeth, clenched his hands tightly, and dug his nails deeply into his flesh. Veins bulged all over his body, and he was dripping with cold sweat. He had no extra thoughts to control these reactions of his body.
He kept shouting in his heart: "Sword, sword, sword..."
A sword character is like a small boat, carrying Sun Suhe struggling to support himself in the sea of suffering with roaring winds and huge waves.