Chapter 162: Crazy Sharjah

It's night.

Fang Tian sat cross-legged in the well in a loose position, breathing slowly and long.

Previously, Fang Tian told Sharjah about the kind of cross-sitting method that some people in their previous lives would use, that is, after sitting down, move the left foot to the right leg, and the right foot to the left leg, in the shape of two feet with the center of the foot upward.

In his previous life, Fang Tian felt that if anyone wanted to shape themselves into Luo Quanleg and sit in that posture for three months, it would definitely be the only way to quickly achieve the goal, and it would probably be valid for life and never expire.

In the slow and long breathing, Fang Tian felt that the qi and blood in his whole body were drumming with his breathing, and when he inhaled, the Yangtze River was rolling in, and when he exhaled, the Yangtze River was rolling away. ：）

And in the exhalation and inhalation again and again, the fatigue of the body dissipated, the turbidity of the mind dissipated, and the whole person, like a small sapling washed by the rain, was very energetic and refreshing.

I don't know how long it took, my breathing gradually calmed down, and the qi and blood in my body stopped agitating. And at this time, in the darkness of closed eyes, four points of light suddenly appeared.

A point of light is silent, a point of light is constantly moving left and right, a point of light is bright and flickering, like a star in the night, twinkling and twinking, and a point of light is as beautiful as the moon.

Water, fire, earth and wind, the four elements.

After Fang Tian's body and mind were extremely calm, they were like elves, suddenly appearing in his magical vision. Then, in the blink of an eye, these points of light increased, and between heaven and earth, countless small points of light the size of a needle were fluttering and flickering, like fog and rain, moving towards here.

The time seemed to be extremely long, and it seemed to be extremely short, and in Fang Tian's induction, it slowly turned from a few points of light to a piece of light.

In other words, he slumped into a boundless sea of light.

"May in the next life, when I attain Bodhi, my body be like glass, clear inside and out, pure and unblemished. Both sober and hazy, Fang Tian's mind suddenly appeared in an article that he had seen in his previous life, which was said to be a sentence in a Buddhist scripture.

An inexplicable feeling came over me.

Under such circumstances, Fang Tian forgot about his body and mind, and immersed himself in an inexplicable state.

Sharjah next door was sitting leisurely, experimenting with the kind of advanced "mysterious sitting method" that Fang Tian said, he had been experimenting for many days, and he hadn't figured anything out for the time being, and he hadn't found out what the benefits of sitting so much were.

Suddenly, Sharjah was stunned,

Suddenly, like a night of spring breeze, thousands of trees and pear blossoms bloom. - Well, Brother Sharjah must not know this, so he can't use this sentence to express his feelings. Sharjah just felt that a little drizzle came down from the sky, from the earth, from the far edges, centered on the little guy behind him, gathered around, and then, with it as the center, spread outward.

When it came, the elements that drizzled like a little bit were disordered, chaotic, and noisy.

And when it came to the little one, when it diverged out again, it showed an indescribable rhythm, like a big river that has been flowing since ancient times, vast and long, and like a spring breeze blowing, pieces of green leaves, and a little flowers blooming.

It's more like between heaven and earth, one by one, small lamps, lit up in order.

From here, it spreads into the endless.

"What is this?"

"Is it meditation?"

Sharjah was stunned, maybe the scene in front of him shocked him too much, he was too shocked, he couldn't be shocked, so he just looked at it in a daze, and felt it in a daze.

Sharjah remembered the night he had come to the compound of the Maple Forest Mercenary Group with his little sister a month ago.

It was that night, under the inspiration and guidance of this little guy's element, he jumped from a ninth-level magic apprentice to an official mage. The span is so large that every time he thinks about it, it suddenly feels like a dream.

And now, this little guy, what is he doing?

That time, he rose from the third pole to the fourth level. Will he move up another level this time?

Such thoughts, though as clear as wisps, were fleeting in Sharjah's mind, and the next moment, he merged his entire mind into this elemental tide that he could not describe.

For a long time, I don't know how long, when Sharjah's body and mind were in harmony with the tides and the heaven and earth, if there was something to be gained, the induction was suddenly interrupted.

The elemental tide that seemed to permeate the entire heaven and earth faded away at an incredible speed, like a rolling tide one million meters high, in less than ten breaths, one into ten thousand meters, another into one meter, and then into .......

There was no trace of it anymore

Sharjah seemed to be drunk with a smile and half a step, and it was like being hit by an unrecognizable foot, depressed, depressed, sad and uncomfortable, and wanted to vomit blood like he wanted to pound the sky and stomp on the ground.

What's going on?

What's going on?

The next moment, his body remained still, but he slowly turned his head a little sluggishly, and turned his head back nearly one hundred and eighty degrees, turning to the direction where the little pot friend was.

Six and two meters apart, the little pot friend was sitting there.

And then......

He heard a long wheezing, or more specifically, a purring?

Yes, it's mild, but it's a purr

That little bastard, asleep?

Is he asleep?

"Ahhhh At this time, you ...... You...... Are you asleep?

Are you asleep at this time?

Sharjah wanted to rush over, and he pressed the little bastard to the ground, and then he lifted his foot and kicked 108,000 feet in a row. After kicking him awake, he took him by the hair and walked on the ground 108,000 times. After only half a breath, he grabbed his collar and rushed to the mountain a million feet high as fast as he could, standing on the edge of the cliff, and letting go of his hand......

You go and die

"Ahhh

Sharjah didn't know that in a certain world, there was a word called "madness".

He just felt pain, he felt anger, he felt a force coming out of his body, and he wanted to punch it out, heading, in the direction of where that little bastard was......

But at ten, twenty, and thirty breaths, he still just turned his head stiffly and turned in front of him, forty-five degrees, no, ninety degrees upward.

Why?

Just give me another 300 breaths, no, thirty breaths of time

Fang Tian, who was separated by a well wall, didn't know that on the night of this day, there was a person's anger and a person's resentment, which rushed to the sky.

When I woke up in the morning, Fang Tian's feeling was indescribable.

It was a feeling of lightness, clarity, tranquility and purity, and the whole body, as if every pore was jumping and cheering. Fang Tian stretched lazily, and it was this simple action that made him want to moan comfortably.

As he jumped out of the wall of the well and came to the surface, Sharjah's figure appeared on the bench in front of him.

"Senior, it's morning, it's so sunny today, it's really cool," Fang Tian said with a smile.