"Professor Ren?"

"Professor, I'm Xiao Zhang!"

"Professor, open the door!"

"Is the professor at home?"

A very familiar place on the sixth floor of the second building of the Xuanshi Building.

This is where he was still in his third year of high school, and it is also the place where he once stayed overnight.

For Zhang Xuezhou, it is not difficult to find a place to live in any life, but the difficult thing is whether he can meet any life.

I don't know if the doorbell on the door of Ren Sheng's room is broken or deliberately removed, and I can only knock on the door if I want to enter.

It is etiquette to knock on the door three times, but Zhang Xuezhou can't care so much about it at the moment.

He can only find Ren here for the rest of his life, and he only knows that Ren lives here for the rest of his life.

No one in the room responded, which made Zhang Xuezhou's heart chill, and he felt that the only person he could turn to for help was probably not at home.

"Professor?"

Zhang Xuezhou knocked on the door again and again, and even with the coldness in his heart, his way of knocking and shouting began to be mechanical.

"Impossible!"

"Impossible!"

……

Ren was not without home, and he was staring at the blank picture scroll on the wall.

For others, it is a blank slate, but for any life, whenever his mind is free, this painting can present a thousand contents.

Countless of the contents he memorized were constantly surging, and he was constantly eliminating what he thought was dross, and then revising and revising them, and even completely rewriting them, which became the pursuit of any life's continuous study.

The emergence of any kind of new content cannot be done in a vacuum, but needs to be continuously refined on the basis of predecessors.

The content on the scroll is naturally not created out of thin air in any life, but is derived from his extensive and comprehensive collection.

"Why did it crash?"

"Thinking can be infinite, why is there a limit to spiritual strengthening!"

"It can't be!"

Constantly weeding out the dross and constantly studying and cultivating forward, it is difficult for any person to admit that this kind of progress is actually wrong.

But if he keeps practicing, he will collapse as he did in the process of derivation.

Even in any lifetime, he is very close to that edge at the moment.

It's like a domino, but if someone gently pushes it at this time, any life will fall.

Immersed in the world of his own thinking, it is difficult to extricate himself in any life.

He even began to be frightened.

As a forerunner of derivation, when he deduces the cultivation technique, it is almost equivalent to his own cultivation.

Spiritual cultivation is different from physical practice, and the physical body is still imprisoned and needs external things to assist in cultivation, but there is no limit to the accumulation of spiritual energy.

As long as his deduction is correct, his pure and full spiritual power will continue to move forward in the right direction of his deduction.

At the moment, the spiritual reinforcement of Ren Life's life has not been pushed to the point of collapse, but it is still moving.

"I'm on the wrong path."

"Gotta stop!"

In any life, his thoughts are chaotic, constantly changing the order of cultivation and evolution presented in the picture scroll.

He didn't know what he lacked, but he was in a very dangerous situation.

If he pushes the spiritual enhancement further, his spiritual sea will be overflowing.

The mildest consequence of this 'overflow' state is cerebral hemorrhage, while the most serious consequence is brain death.

At the moment, he has less than a 1 percent chance of a limit reversal upward, but more than a 99 percent failure rate.

This contrast of odds makes Ren life not have any thoughts of going crazy.

Cultivation is not a matter of luck, and if a path prevents 99 percent of people from moving forward, the path of cultivation is wrong.

There is no shortage of lucky people in history who have stepped through the danger, but few can repeat it, and even disappear after a flash in the pan.

It is not the path that any life needs, nor is it the path that any family inherits, nor is it the path that human beings need to move forward.

When Ren Sheng denied that he had promoted spiritual strengthening in this life, he was also at high risk.

He wanted to end this practice, but the content engraved in his memory was difficult to change, and the qualitative nature of his thinking kept him moving forward.

"If you don't have the right way, you will die if you change to another way, how can this be good!"

Practicing according to the methods of the predecessors is only an obstacle, and there is little possibility of falling.

And forging ahead is bound to be full of thorns and full of all kinds of unspeakable risks.

Derivation comes first, and thinking and consciousness follow practice later.

Like a loaded bullet, the moment you pull the trigger, no matter what happens to your thoughts, the bullet will be fired.

"I'm sure I'm already confident of extrapolating the seventh volume!"

"Could it be that the consequence of my sudden enlightenment is death!"

"It shouldn't be like this!"

"I shouldn't think about this unwillingness in my heart right now, but how can I get out of this state of following my mind and constantly practicing in the wrong direction!"

"If I can't get rid of the connection, I'm probably going to bleed like my father!"

"It's a bit bad to die early!"

……

Ren fell into deep thought.

In a trance, he felt that it was not bad to have the two children who made him angry when he looked at them.

If Ren Wuxian and Ren Anran were by his side, at least these two people could sense his abnormality, regardless of whether they slapped him or not, this might be possible to forcibly pull him out of his current state.

Right now, it's like a dream, Ren Sheng knows it's a nightmare, but he can't get himself out of it.

It wasn't until the nightmare was over that he could wake up passively.

"Dreams?"

Vaguely, Ren Sheng felt that he had grasped a little bit of connection.

"Nightmares?"

In a trance, he remembered another person who was intoxicated by his dreams.

Zhang Xuezhou.

Ren Sheng feels that his current state is very close to Zhang Xuezhou, they have an extremely active mind, and it is even more difficult to break the status quo.

"It's not a similar experience, it's ...... "Heart Mantra"!"

The Heart Mantra has a promoting and uplifting effect on the Spiritual Enhancement Chapter.

But heart mantras and spiritual enhancement are two ways of cultivation.

Ren's lifelong practice of the Heart Mantra was to promote his own practice, but he never thought of integrating the Heart Mantra into his practice.

One is that the cultivation methods are different, and the other is that it is difficult for him to synthesize the content of the two cultivation modes.

The most important reason is the incompleteness of the Mantra.

No one can take an incomplete set of cultivation and incorporate it into the doctrine of their main practice.

"Spiritual power is tempered into steel, and it will turn into the sharpest knife, but it is too rigid and easy to break, and the "Heart Mantra" ...... "Heart Mantra" ......"

Ren Sheng's thoughts were spinning, and he vaguely figured out a little bit of interconnectedness, but he was shocked to find that he was running out of time.

Advancement comes first, practice comes last.

When the advance stops, the spiritual practice of continuing to move forward will eventually cross and go to the point where it collapses in its derivation.

"I can't fail!"

"Impossible!"

"Absolutely impossible!"

He gathered his mind and let out a silent roar.

Ren Sheng would have liked someone to slap him, or even the noise of an alarm clock, or a harassing phone call.

Using the influence of the body to involve the nerves, this can probably reduce the influence of the mind considerably.

That may have taken him out of his mind and out of the picture in front of him from which he had deduced countless concepts.

Seeing that he was beginning to walk towards the brink of consciousness collapse, when Ren Sheng's spirit was highly tense and his subconscious began to appear blank, he saw the withered vines and old trees in the blank, and he seemed to hear a little sound.

"Bang Bang!"

"Professor?"

"Bang Bang!"

"Professor?"

……

It was a repetitive knock on the door, and it was all too familiar.

"Enter...... In! ”

Ren Sheng forcibly controlled his body, and a low cry came out of his throat.

But the knocking and shouting were still far away from him.

A door, separated not just by two people, but by life and death.

(End of chapter)