After finally comforting himself with the above remarks, Li Baifeng scratched his head in annoyance, shouted, and forcibly cleaned up his regret. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

He took out his phone from his pocket, flipped to the first page, and made a "click" when he aimed at it.

Since this thing will disappear, of course you have to write it down quickly. In the information age, you can't always copy it by hand, how inefficient is that?

After looking at the photos taken with a critical attitude, Li Baifeng was stunned to find that they were full of blanks, and there was no handwriting at all.

"What's going on?"

He was stunned for a moment, turned the page without believing in evil, and "clicked" another piece of the mental method.

Then he understood one thing.

The words were written with divine consciousness and projected directly into his spirit, that is to say, they could not be captured by optics.

On the premise of recognizing this reality, the question of whether we are now in the Information Age or the Stone Age is of great practical significance.

He sighed softly, resigned himself to the drawer, took out the paper and pen, and began to copy silently.

Although with his memory, it is not impossible to write these down in a short time, but he is afraid that something will go wrong in his memory in the future...... In other words, it is very irresponsible.

……

"Smack."

After a while, Li Baifeng threw the pen in his hand on the coffee table, rubbed his somewhat sour wrist, and let out a sigh.

It seems that since the end of the college entrance examination, I have hardly written anything, this kind of hurried copying...... No, it's been a long time since I felt like I'd been writing my homework.

Then, he lined up the copied notes one by one, took out his mobile phone and took them one by one, checked the clarity, and then showed a satisfied smile.

The information age is the information age.

After encrypting and storing the photo, then putting the manuscript away and putting it in the drawer, he picked up the original, leaned back on the sofa, and slowly reviewed it.

At the beginning, he didn't realize it, but now that he had learned that section of the mind and seen the sword intent of the figure in white, he realized that this handwriting was full of this "meaning" and "dao", which was very beneficial to cultivation.

After carefully reading the mental method from beginning to end, he gently put the note on the coffee table, and then walked to the center of the living room, sat directly on the cold wooden floor, sat cross-legged, and slowly closed his eyes.

The moonlight shone through the window, casting a silver glow on him in his cartoon cheetah pajamas.

It looks very funny.

"Sit and watch yourself, if there is a long abyss, more than 10,000 feet deep, the undercurrent is turbulent, the water waves are surging, reflecting your own body, no fear, no sorrow and no joy, sit upright, pranayama returns to the root......"

Li Baifeng's expression was solemn, and he slowly recited the mantra of the heart method in his heart, and tried the method of visualization according to the words of the heart method.

After a try, he realized that this matter was not as simple as he imagined, before in the "artistic conception", there was naturally an abyss built by Xu Mogui, and he could directly realize the essence of the mind without him imagining.

Only now did I know how powerful the effect of this divine consciousness inheritance method was, which could allow the monk to avoid too many detours.

After trying to visualize four or five times, all of them failed, not to mention the abyss, even a stream was not visualized, but Li Baifeng was not discouraged in the slightest, after all, when he practiced the visualization method of the "Xuanshan Sutra" when he was a child, it took him almost half a month to visualize the clear shape of the mountain.

Of course, his realm now cannot be the same as that of the time, but it is not to the point where it can be reached at one point.

After carefully recalling Xu Mogui's "artistic conception", Li Baifeng decided to refer to a "low-profile version" first, and then slowly add it later.

The first is the abyss that cannot be missing......

Wait a minute.

It was only then that he suddenly remembered that he was a person with a fear of heights, and that he wanted to construct an abyss in his mind...... Isn't this looking for abuse yourself?

……

This is a bit trickier.

Li Baifeng sat cross-legged on the ground, with his hands on his cheeks, and looked at the jujube wood floor in front of him with a solemn face, as if he wanted to see a flower from the natural texture on it.

Therefore, the world is always full of unpredictability, and a person with a fear of heights accidentally got a book of mental laws that forced him to die of his fear of heights, is that cultivation, or not cultivation?

There is no need for too much hesitation on this issue.

He gritted his teeth, snorted heavily from his nose, and made a decision on the spot.

Cultivation must be cultivated, but the method must be changed, not in the old ways, but in a different way, walking in the forefront of the trend of the times, and being a very wild trend-setter.

If your fears are mainly focused on vertical height and your feet in the air, then you can imagine an abyss that avoids both situations, and the problem will be solved.

But if it's not steep, can it still be called an abyss?

Li Baifeng thought about the feasibility, but did not come up with a definite answer, and decided to give it a try at the moment, as for whether it can be used, practice will naturally test.

This is the methodology.

Immediately, he sat down cross-legged again, his heart turned to the sky, and his mind began to visualize.

In terms of height, when I was cultivating the Xuanshan Sutra, I had visualized the shape of the mountains, and this should be sufficient in terms of height.

Since he had cultivated this method of visualization since he was a child, he was naturally familiar with the way to visualize, and in a matter of moments, a mountain slowly took shape in his mind, and the mountain was majestic and towering, and the shape was somewhat like a giant kneeling on the ground.

This is Huihong Mountain.

The mountain gate of Xuanshan Sect is located, where Li Baifeng grew up in childhood. The place he was most familiar with was the mountain, so he immediately thought of it when he first visualized it.

And now, on the basis of this Hongshan, some modifications will be made, and some patches will be added, and it will be transformed into another visualization method.

As soon as his mind moved, another Huihong Mountain gradually took shape, standing opposite the previous one, as if the mirror was symmetrical. The two Huihong Mountains thought right, leaving a ...... in the middle

No, it's not an abyss.

Huihong Mountain has a slope, even if there are two at the foot of the mountain, it is completely a continuous mountain, and it cannot form an abyss at all.

In desperation, Li Baifeng had to grit his teeth and drastically delete and change it.

After "chopping" the two mountains into a prototype, an abyss with a strange shape was barely formed. Then it's time to test the results.

He visualized the spirit, projected in, stood on the top of a mountain, and glanced down lightly.

Then the face turned white with a "swish".

"Isn't that indistinguishable?! Sure enough, it's already a vertical height cut like this, right? He quickly withdrew his gaze and ended his meditation. (To be continued.) )