Falling into this mysterious state, Lin Xiaotian even had an illusion that his soul seemed to be separated from his body, and his soul was fluttering and would be blown away by the early morning wind at any time.

This has reached the lowest level of meditation and is no longer the realm of meditation.

Some people will say, "Isn't it very simple?" Just sitting still and thinking nonsense?

Actually, it's not, sitting down, many people can do it, let alone think about it. However, can you think wildly without using the supervisor's consciousness, and freeze the picture in a certain time, in a certain scene, guided by the subconscious, into the immersive feeling?

This requires a foundation, if Lin Xiaotian didn't have the experience of learning medicinal diet, he would not have been able to step into this magical state.

After taking this crucial step, the next step is the calling phase.

In the unconscious reverie, there is also a trace engraved by the subjective consciousness, so that the subconscious mind moves forward in the direction of calling the dantian and calling the Xuanmen......

This is obviously not what Lin Xiaotian can do now, his previous foundation was limited to entering a state of meditation, and if he wanted to call out, he couldn't do it at all.

The subconscious blind thought, Lin Xiaotian couldn't control it at all, when he realized that he had been addicted to fantasy for too long and wanted to do the right thing.

His subjective consciousness began to awaken!

The moment the subjective consciousness wakes up, the illusion of the subconscious mind is immediately shattered!

The illusion was shattered, not to mention anything calling, Lin Xiaotian suddenly opened his eyes and retreated from the state of meditation!

These two things seem to contradict each other, two parallel lines that never intersect.

Lin Xiaotian frowned, his head tilted slightly, he couldn't figure out how he could not use his subjective consciousness to call for the awakening of the dantian without withdrawing from the subconscious scene.

Of course he couldn't figure it out, if Lin Xiaotian could figure it out at one time, then he wouldn't be a peerless genius, how could there be a "bland" level.

After sitting on the bed and thinking about it for a long time, Lin Xiaotian didn't have a clue, he could only sigh in the end, shook his head, and said to himself: "Really, this cultivation is not such a simple thing. ”

Lin Xiaotian's first challenge to the path of martial arts ended in failure.

Fortunately, this kind of failure was not terrible at all, because it could not hit Lin Xiaotian's ambition, but made Lin Xiaotian even more competitive and even more fascinated by cultivation.

Since he couldn't figure it out after thinking about it, and cultivation was a long-term thing, so there was no need to stick to this time, Lin Xiaotian simply didn't think about the frustrating failure.

"No, I can't think about failure, but I need to find out why...... That "Cultivation Introductory Guide" mentioned this kind of problem, I have to look at it again......"

As soon as he turned around, Lin Xiaotian's head lowered again, muttered in his mouth, lowered his head and ran to the desk again.

Lin Xiaotian's current appearance is like an idiot, similar to those scientific research scholars who are chattering with gods, and his whole temperament is decadent, as if he wants to drill into a cultivation book.

Going out, cornering, and sitting next to the desk, Lin Xiaotian lowered his head and continued to study those books, nodding from time to time, a flash of realization flashed in his eyes, and he was always saying "I see...... so".

Lin Xiaotian didn't know that he still had a pot of porridge stewed in the kitchen, and the porridge had been boiled for more than ten minutes, and the white mist rose violently.

"Bang bang! Bang bang!" The wooden lid of the pot was pressed against the boiling bubbles, constantly colliding with the edge of the pot, making a strange noise.

The time that food can be tolerated is surprising that it is three seconds, which is Lin Xiaotian's psychological bottom line.

But at this time, this pot of porridge has even passed for a hundred and three seconds, and it has even become a pot of "waste porridge", which has become garbage in Lin Xiaotian's eyes, and it is completely inedible!

It can be seen from this that Lin Xiaotian is so obsessed with cultivation that he can even forget about food.

This is also the charm that comes from the beginning of cultivation, and the first contact with the world of cultivation is like opening the door to the world of toys for a child, which can make all children obsessed.

All boys have a heroic dream in their hearts, but this heroic dream is either worn out by reality or hidden deep in their hearts.

As we grow older, dreams eventually become dreams and can only appear at night.

Although Lin Xiaotian has a withdrawn personality, he was also a child, and he also dreamed that one day, he would use the longitudinal cloud ladder to fly the eaves to walk the wall, and raise his hand to descend the dragon with eighteen palms, and beat all the wicked people with knives down.

It's just that when Lin Xiaotian grew up, he found that this childhood dream was ridiculous, naïve, and impossible at all, so he also extinguished this idea like ordinary people.

But, one day, the door of the martial arts world reopens to him, allowing him to access the skills he dreams of, can he not go crazy about it?

Lin Xiaotian may not take a look at the beauty of the country and the city, but there is a beggar holding "The Palm of the Gods", Lin Xiaotian wants to look at it twice, and then say "What a stupid b!".

......

Just when Lin Xiaotian was intoxicated, the fat man outside the door was in a hurry, knocking on the door "bang", and shouting "Brother Tian! Brother Tian!" in his mouth.

The fat man had been slamming on the door for three minutes, and since he saw the four-flavor blood tonic porridge boiling outside the window, he had been slamming the door constantly, but there was no movement inside.

This made the fat man anxious, and he thought that something had happened to Lin Xiaotian.

Left and right can't wait for Lin Xiaotian's news, the bearing line in the fat man's heart has collapsed, he is very sure that if Lin Xiaotian is silent when he shouts like this, something must be wrong!

"Brother Tian, I'm here to save you!"

Anxious in his heart, regardless of thirty-seven twenty-one, the fat man took two steps back, exerted all his strength, and slammed sideways into the door of Lin Xiaotian's house!

"Bang!" there was a loud bang, and the old wooden door was smashed to pieces by the fat man, who rushed into the house like an angry bull!

"Brother Tian, where are you!"

The fat man roared angrily, his left hand had already buckled the diffuser, and his mind kept running through with chaotic thoughts, guessing that Lin Xiaotian was either kidnapped by the Martial Arts Exchange, or was caught by the "enemy forces" who were against their fathers!

At this moment, the fat man is majestic!

The fat man is full of momentum, and the diffuser in his hand is full of blue light, and the dazzling light reflects half of the fat man's body like a dream.

His face was furious, his fat was trembling like a big jelly, and under his feet was a broken wooden door, and dust and sawdust were flying everywhere.

At this time, the fat man was full of pride in his heart, and he only felt that he could fight a hundred, like the male protagonist in an action blockbuster!

But when the fat man rushed into the house, he froze.

The fat man looked around, and finally saw Lin Xiaotian in the corner of the wall, sitting at the desk, looking at the fat man with trembling eyes.

Lin Xiaotian's face was ugly, and he could see that his face quickly turned red, then turned purple again, and finally turned black, as if he had changed his face.

The fat man was stunned for a moment when he saw Lin Xiaotian safe and sound, and then the eyes of the two collided, rubbing the smell of sparks.

The fat man's face also turned red quickly, and he asked a little embarrassed, "Brother Tian, what are you doing?"

"Dead fat, I want to ask you! What are you doing!"

Lin Xiaotian's roar sounded in the fat man's ears, he couldn't help but shrink his neck, don't look over, his whole fat face was squeezed into an ugly pleated flower.

The atmosphere was extremely eerie, and there was a morning breeze blowing, which made the fat man feel a little cold, and he was messy in the wind again......