Fifty-first Sura Choice
"All this is thanks to your teachings. Muhathir replied, still reminiscing about the illusion he had had had. After I come to this world, what is the purpose of my life other than to live?
"Now, Aisha hasn't woken up from her vision. I'll just add some theoretical knowledge to you. Lyra said.
"How many abilities do you have now?"
Muhadi reported that he had learned a few psionic abilities, but there were only a handful of them: battle premonitions, material burns, crystal shards, simulated sounds, telekinesis, and so on.
"Is there any difference between the psionic powers you have?"
It was a strange question, and the boy replied without thinking, "They have different effects." ā
"What else?"
"Hmm......" Muhati touched his chin, "and when it comes to showing the ability, the difficulty is a little different. The psionic cone is very difficult, and the brain becomes groggy after casting, while the simulated sound is much simpler, and you can do it with just concentration. ā
"That's right. Lyra leaned back slightly, looking at Muhadi without focus. "That's because these abilities are at different levels. ā
"Is there a hierarchy of psionic powers?" Muhadi asked.
The corners of Lyra's mouth rose slightly, squeezing out a strange expression that seemed to be smiling but not smiling. "Even if it's not as strictly systematic as magic, psionic energy does have a hierarchy. ā
"Similar to magic, there are nine levels of psionic power. Simulated sounds, crystal shards, and matter burns all belong to the first level of psionic energy, and the energy cones are more advanced than them, so you will have a hard time showing your powers. ā
"Some of the great psychic warlocks of previous generations suspected that so many similarities between psionic energy and magic were not accidental coincidences, and that there was probably an underlying mechanism behind them that connected them, a theory known as the Grand Unification Theory. ā
"As for you, you're already a psychic sorcerer in the eyes of outsiders, but you're always just an apprentice until you master the fifth-level psionic power. ā
At this time, Aisha suddenly trembled violently, her chest fell together, and she opened her eyes and glared at Muhadi and Lyra.
Muhadi leaned forward and greeted, "Are you alright?"
"You're still alive?" I don't know why Aisha suddenly said this out of nowhere, as if she hadn't fully woken up from the illusion. "This is ......," she looked around again, "...... Yes, this is the Hall of Dust. I'm here to learn psionic powers. ā
"Whatever you've learned in that illusion,......" Lyra repeated the same thing she had told herself, and the boy waited in peace.
Muhadi hadn't seen Aisha for several days since that day, and he had no means of communication in the desert. At this time, although there was a lot of things to talk to her, Tianqin was not ready to give him this opportunity at all.
"Ah...... Now that they've all woken up. So I'm going to get started. ā
As usual, the old woman asked in her characteristic ethereal tone, and began a new teaching: "As apprentices pursuing the path of spiritual power, what do you two think can most spiritually break a person." ļ¼ā
Lyra's style is like this, using ethereal questions to induce the apprentice to think. Psychic warlocks, after all, cannot be dull minds.
"Fear is man's greatest enemy, it interferes with man's judgment and wears down man's will. Aisha thought for a moment and gave her own answer.
"Fear is the mortal enemy of the average man, but it cannot shake the most determined heart. Lyra shook her head slowly. "My young apprentice, think again about your answer. ā
"Arrogance is the enemy of man, it brings prejudice and complacency, hinders man's progress, and obscures man's thinking. This is the teenager's answer.
"Arrogance is common to those who do not understand the true power of the world, but in this world many people have seen the nature of the world and its own insignificance. Arrogance no longer bothers them. Lyra said, "Do you have any other answers?" ā
"Perhaps...... Time itself?" Muhadi was a little unsure, "If a man lives long enough, he will always meet someone who can break him...... Or something?"
Lyra still shook her head, "In your statement, time is not that man's enemy, eternal life is. And, when you get to a certain point, you will understand that this statement is wrong. ā
Muhathir had a few alternative answers, but he couldn't convince himself, so he wisely remained silent. On the other side, Aisha looked at him, but in the end she didn't spit out her answer.
Lyra's withered fingers crossed each other and spat out a word in the most bland tone. "Happiness"
Muhadi raised his eyebrows in some surprise and waited for the master's explanation.
"Negative feelings can only cause trouble to ordinary people. And the most illustrious minds have their own way of facing them. Just like the two of you, you've learned how to control fear, anger, arrogance...... For your own use, isn't it?"
Lyra's gaze wandered a little, and sarcastic muscle twitches appeared at the corners of her mouth. "And happiness, which treats all hearts equally. The greatest witch king may indulge in love, and the wisest merchant may become obsessed with his wealth or power. Happiness brings satisfaction, while satisfaction obliterates motivation, and when you are satisfied with your current situation, you will lose progress. Do you understand something?"
Muhadi chewed on the meaning behind his words, and a chill passed through his spine, "I have to learn to make myself never happy, so that I will not be satisfied and keep improving?"
"Ninety percent correct. Lyra turned her gaze back to the boy, "There's a mistake - you can't learn to make yourself unhappy, you have to be 'molded' into this state. ā
"How is this possible?and, if there is never happiness, is there any point in such a life?" asked Aisha in a hurry.
"A life that is never happy is the same as a life that is always happy. At the end of the day, the feeling of happiness is nothing more than the result of the combined regulation of stimuli and body fluids in your brain. If you open your eyes and look at Attas, you will know that happiness is nothing more than an illusion. "And the same illusion can be achieved with psionic energy or magic, and it's just so cheap that it's not worth any money." ā
"There was once a great psychic warlock who designed a device that controlled a staff with a button. As soon as the person who is being realized yĆ n presses the button, the staff will automatically cast an illusion, creating an extremely real illusion of bliss in the mind of the person who is real. And all the real people, without exception, frantically pressed this button until they finally died of starvation. Those so-called 'happy' and 'fulfilling' lives are essentially the same as these real products. ā
Muhadi was silent. Then carefully consider your words. "Isn't the meaning of life the joy and satisfaction that comes from achieving one goal after another? Is it the power itself that our generation of psychic magicians are pursuing, or how to exercise it after gaining it? Is it true that the life of the strong is nothing but the constant pursuit of becoming stronger?"
"Happiness, which in the mind is an illusion produced by the combined action of stimuli and bodily fluids, is also an illusion of vulnerability in reality. Power can break it at any time. Lyra's indifferent introduction. "If I wanted to, I could kill the two of you with a single thought, and let one qiÄ pursuit and one qiÄ prospect in your life come to naught, like sand in the wind. ā
"Strength has given you the most precious thing, and that is the freedom to control your own destiny. Instead of being at the mercy of others, build your own qiÄ into a castle in the desert. It negates a qiÄ, so it is 'real', as distinct from 'unreal'. ā
"Now, have you decided to pursue this truth and freedom?" Lyra grimaced with an unpredictable face.
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