There was a dull knock on the door, and the maid serving Ishikawa brought in two large boxes full of lunch. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Ishikawa hurriedly filled his stomach and continued to begin his endless practice.

A few more hours passed, and when night fell, Ishikawa opened his eyes from his meditation and carefully began the one thing he had always wanted to try, but had never dared to try.

He was going to explore the inside of his eyebrows, which had looked strange since the first level of his cultivation.

In fact, Ishikawa didn't know exactly how to do it, and he didn't have the corresponding method, so all he could do was concentrate and focus on the center of his eyebrows to see if he could find something different.

As the minutes ticked by, Ishikawa was about to give up when he suddenly noticed that he seemed to "see" a lot of things.

The texture of the utensils in the house is clearly visible, and every pattern from the window grille is clearly visible on the window paper, and Ishikawa's vision even penetrates the walls of the house and directly "sees" everything outside.

He clearly "saw" the leaves swaying in the wind, the small insects that came out at night under the grass were slowly crawling, and several small fish in the pond were scattered and fled in all directions, and he could even vaguely perceive the flow of vitality between heaven and earth, which was an extremely magnificent and strange scene.

Ishikawa reveled in his new discoveries, and it wasn't until his head suddenly became groggy and dizzy without warning that he was forced to break away from this wonderful state.

No, I just "saw" a lot of things, but I've been keeping my eyes closed, so how can I see that!?

Ishikawa felt strange in his heart, and immediately wanted to enter that state again, but he didn't expect that as soon as he concentrated, a feeling of boredom and nausea hit him, and his head swelled violently, as if it was about to explode.

Ishikawa rested for a while before he gradually got rid of the headache and chest tightness, and without even taking off his clothes, he lay straight down on the bed and fell asleep.

The next morning, Ishikawa once again tried to grasp the glimmer of light that had appeared last night, and without any surprise, he succeeded again, and he could clearly sense everything around him without his eyes, and what surprised him even more was that this sense, although he did not see with his eyes, seemed to be more clear than what he could see.

What the hell is going on, and are the other monks like themselves having such changes after passing the first level?

Ishikawa couldn't think of a reason, and waited until the next day before he found an opportunity to solve his doubts.

At noon the next day, Tang Qi and Zhu Shanhe came to visit Ishikawa again, and in the course of the chat, Ishikawa expressed his boredom with his current boring life, and then asked by the way if there were any books and classics about cultivation that were easy to understand.

Because he wasn't sure if the changes that had happened to him were normal, Ishikawa didn't ask directly, but used a stupid method to find the answer.

Tang Qi was very efficient, and when he and Zhu Shanhe left, less than a stick of incense, a few familiar registered disciples carried a considerable stack of books and sent them to Ishikawa.

These books mainly focus on the introduction of scenery and geography, the accounts of observations, novels and miscellaneous words, etc., rather than the jade slips that record the cultivation method, so Tang Qi had no trouble collecting them, if nothing else, except that he had a lot of such leisure time reading materials in his own house.

Ishikawa began to look for clues in the pile of texts, until he went through all the books and did not get a clear answer, but through reading and querying, he had a rough guess about his current situation.

It's just that this speculation is somewhat beyond Ishikawa's knowledge, which makes him extremely suspicious.

According to Ishikawa's clues from some of these books, his current situation is clearly a sign of spiritual consciousness.

There is a reason for Ishikawa's suspicions, because in his previous chat with Bai Qing, he understood that the formation of spiritual consciousness is to cross the last threshold from the qi induction to the foundation building, and it is also a sign of the success of the foundation.

After the first time he felt the suspected spiritual sense, Ishikawa had one more item of cultivation every day, but this feeling was not working from time to time, and the most easily triggered moment was the hour when he had just finished meditating, but the hard work paid off, with Ishikawa's unremitting efforts, it was not long before he was able to call up his spiritual sense to observe the surroundings at any time period, although it took a bit of time to prepare.

Two months later, Ishikawa recovered from his injuries and finally moved back to his place in the valley.

That night, Tang Qi and Zhu Shanhe called a few of the most closely related named disciples to set up a sumptuous feast for Ishikawa, and drank a drunken party.

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Liquan Peak, White Mountain Residence.

Yun Hong'an sat in a dark stone house, and in front of her stood a middle-aged woman, who held her breath and didn't dare to say a word, for fear of interrupting Yun Hong's thoughts on the other side.

After a long while, Yun Hong raised her head, a pair of phoenix eyes shone in the darkness, she glanced at the woman who was still standing bowed, and said with a smile: "Get up, find a stone bench and sit down, you don't need to be so restrained here." ”

Yunhong stretched out her white jade-like finger and flicked it lightly, and several oil lamps in the stone house suddenly lit up, reflecting the woman's figure clearly.

"Thank you. Then the woman dared to raise her head, and sat down on a stone bench beside her, with a little restraint.

If there was a registered disciple of Dragon Scale Valley here, he would definitely be speechless in surprise, because that woman was their chief teacher Wu Yue, and even more because Wu Zongxi, who was almost the same in the valley, would be so cautious, for fear of upsetting the woman opposite.

"You just said that Ishikawa has condensed something that is suspicious of spiritual sense, and what does this suspicion mean" Yunhong's voice was still faint, but being able to ask the same question a second time showed that her heart was by no means as plain as it appeared on the outside.

"Yes, I couldn't believe it at first, but after continuing to observe it a few times, I finally thought that Ishikawa's should indeed have condensed spiritual consciousness, but according to convention, it is impossible for a mortal like him who has just passed the first level of cultivation to give birth to spiritual consciousness, so the word "suspicious" is used. ”

Yunhong snorted, thought for a moment, and then asked, "How far is he from building the foundation?"

Wu Yue replied respectfully: "There is still a very long way to go, after he recovered from his injury, I tried him under the pretext of checking his recovery and comparing the progress of his cultivation, but it turned out that he had not even completed the first level of cultivation, and the true yuan only gave birth to a very small trace, and there were only a few points in the spiritual vein. ”

Yunhong's fingers moved slightly, gently tapped the armrest of the chair, and said to herself: "The trick is not clear, the true yuan is not born, but the spiritual sense is first, what is the situation?"