"Is that so? Sure enough, the elders of the White People are not stupid, and if they really want to know, then you can reveal your identity as a psionic. ”

When Hilliard took Ian to the Outer Courtyard to practice the breathing method, he learned what happened to Ian that night, and heard Ian recount what Elder Pud had done.

The old knight nodded slightly, acknowledging the boy's response: "Don't worry, psionics are the absolute priority of cultivation, you are psionics, even local lords will tilt resources - this is a very important achievement, but if the local lords want to be rewarded and promoted, the indicators of the psionics in the territory are quite important." ”

"But it's all up to you, when you think it's appropriate, you show it.

"As for the natives, rest assured. If there are people who are far beyond your scope to deal with you and want to do something against you, I will definitely take action. ”

- The implication is that if the strength is about the same, let me deal with the exercise by myself?

Ian understands this, which is also in line with his impression of Hilliard, the old knight is obviously not the type to take special care of his disciples, but is keen to encourage students to challenge themselves and improve themselves in times of crisis.

It was exactly what he wanted.

"Here it is."

With that, Hilliard sat cross-legged with Ian in the backyard outside.

Because it rained in the afternoon, the air at night was slightly cool, and the sea breeze was blowing, which was unexpectedly calming.

The teaching of breathing guidance begins here.

"It's called breathing, but you don't really need to speed up your breathing."

"Ian, imagine the coke in a furnace, it burns slowly and quietly, but if you blow air in with a blower, the fire will burn strong enough to melt all the steel into molten iron."

"The human body is the same, the food that people eat on a daily basis is not a kind of charcoal? And isn't the breath of man just a kind of wind blowing into the furnace? The human body itself is a furnace that burns with constant blasts, and the Ascendant is a stronger and more efficient furnace. ”

"Ian, imagine. Imagine that the movement of the source seed follows the flow of blood, slowly and naturally, like a breeze blowing the water of a stream. But this is far from the limit of the source species. Use the breath to drive the source and drive it to work, like a storm that stirs up the sails of a ship and pushes a river of waterwheels. ”

Hilliard's voice was gentle and clear, and he sat cross-legged on the ground, guiding Ian, who was sitting on his knees with his eyes closed, to master a rhythm of breathing: "Very good, that's it, you grasp it quickly, but the details are still a little lacking. ”

"Next, you reach out and pay attention to the rhythm of my breathing, as well as the coordination of muscles, internal organs, and even blood."

The old knight asked Ian to press his hand on his chest, sensing the frequency of his heartbeat, the veins of blood, and the regularity of the operation of muscles and organs, while instructing: "Adjusting the breath is just autosuggestion, and the most important thing is to guide, gather the essentia fragments scattered in every vein around the body, so that the power stored in the depths of the body can be released, and then converted into the essence essentia by the source seed." ”

"Control your heartbeat and make it slower and more powerful; Calm your body and feel the blood surging around your body, circulating through every end. ”

"In this way, you can feel the crumbs flowing in your body, like ears of wheat in the light."

The ears of wheat in light are a common term among the sublimators of the Terra continent.

It refers to all the 'power given by the sun' and the 'fruit of life', and is the source of all transcendent powers.

The golden ears of wheat bear fruit in the sun, just as the homologous substance is condensed from the essence of life; If blood is regarded as the sunlight that flows in substance, and essentia is regarded as the wheat ear of life, then the guidance technique is the process of accelerating the growth of the wheat ear.

Ian listened carefully to Hilliard's teachings, and he controlled his breathing as much as he could, converging with the other party.

However, the body of an eight-year-old is metabolized too fast, and the lungs and chest cavity are not yet fully formed, and it is difficult for adults to breathe at the same frequency as adults.

Even if it was him, in a short period of time, it was difficult to really 'calm' down and guide the essentia fragments in his body to gather and condense.

However, Ian is very good at imagining and observing.

And, listen.

Closing his eyes, Ian turned on the 'Foresight'.

When he arrived, he could see the golden body of the teacher in front of him.

If you look closely, you can even see that there are pale golden heat streams and light clusters surging in this body, which are intertwined with each other, forming a complex but incomparably regular structure.

Exhale-inhale-

Staring, listening, imitating.

Ian's heart was soothed and serene like never before.

Exhale-inhale-

Pondering, analyzing, summarizing.

Ian's mind was racing fiercely like never before.

He had noticed that Hilliard's breath was long and long, powerful but not abrupt, like a rushing river. It doesn't have the sudden lethality of explosives or thunder bombardments, but it still has tremendous power.

The other party's breathing has been blurred, originally sensing the ups and downs of the lungs and the flow of blood, Ian should be able to easily know when the other party is inhaling and when is exhaling.

But the old knight's breath made him a little dazed, because it seemed to be a long breath without end, and it was like a long sigh without ending.

- What kind of breath is this?

At this point, Ian could no longer keep up with Hilliard's rhythm, and even with the guidance of the old knight, he suddenly burst out of breath and began to cough violently.

"Ahem...... Ahem! ”

"Don't rush, you've done a good job."

Reaching out and caressing Ian's back to soothe the boy's discomfort, Hilliard was quite patient: "You're almost getting to grip that rhythm, but you're still not physically fit enough to keep up with your thoughts." ”

To be honest, Hilliard is actually quite satisfied at the moment.

The child's special physical signs are also the reason why it is difficult for them to start the practice, but on the other hand, if the child's defects can be overcome and the channeling technique can be used in such a situation, then Ian's practice stability will definitely be far higher than that of other peers in the future.

"Bootstrapping can strengthen the lungs and accelerate the extraction of essentia, but it does not affect the muscles and cannot sharpen willpower."

After thinking about it, the old knight spoke: "Starting tomorrow, I will arrange some physical training for you to exercise. ”

He emphasized: "No matter what the inheritance, there are different requirements for physical fitness, and the sand armor apprentice is a very demanding one, requiring extraordinary strength and physique in order to meet the basic conditions for taking potions and condensing and sublimating organs." ”

"Rather, the stronger the inheritance, the higher the basic qualities required, and if you feel that you can relax your training with a strong inheritance, you will inevitably suffer a lot."

"Not to mention anything else, the potion violently alters and stimulates the body, enough to kill an ill-prepared Ascendant apprentice."

"It's even like just now, if you're just a little distracted, your body can't keep up with the load of breathing."

"I understand, teacher." Relieved, Ian was very understanding of Hilliard's emphasis on physicality.

It's just a job transfer attribute requirement, I know. The more powerful the profession, the more basic requirements it needs, which is normal.

On Earth, this setting has been tasted enough!

He originally had the idea of exercising to improve his physical strength, after all, the physical fitness of the Terra people is really unique, and he doesn't know the limits of his body if he doesn't sharpen it well.

"Let's do it again, this time we'll be a little slower."

Hilliard noticed that Ian was still interested, and did not back down from the previous pain, so he did not stop the teaching: "Remember the rhythm, not only in the lungs, but also in your body, muscles, organs, and blood......

"Hmm."

Following Hilliard's instructions, Ian breathed rhythmically.

All the sounds were drowned out by the noise of the July tide, and the originally rapid frequency gradually became peaceful and long, and with each breath, the power that was silent in the depths of the body slowly recovered, slowly recovered......

Soon.

Ian fell asleep.