I don't know how long it took, Gu Xiaosheng woke up from the realm of selflessness in reading and meditating, felt that his right arm was a little heavy and a little sore, turned his head to look, startled, and then sighed. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The girl was sleeping with his arm in her arms.

Her hand didn't actually wrap around his right arm, but gently grasped his sleeve, and she didn't lean on his shoulder—because of her petite stature, she was actually leaning on his upper arm, a position that wasn't very comfortable, but she slept soundly, even sweetly.

Gu Xiaosheng looked at the girl's completely stretched eyebrows, looked at the childishness that was undoubtedly revealed because of the relaxation between the eyebrows, and laughed.

was able to sleep so soundly and so sweetly, naturally because she trusted him very much. It's a great feeling to be completely trusted by someone, especially for someone who has no relatives in the city of Tokyo.

Gu Xiaosheng didn't disturb her sweet sleep, gently pulled out his arm, then got up and put those books and handouts back in their place, and took a soft pillow for the girl instead of his arm, and after doing this, he walked towards the door of the library.

He had read "A Thought of the Stars" carefully again, especially the part that attracted vitality into the body at the end, and made a lot of notes to confirm that he had completely mastered those contents, he went to the alley to buy a vegetable rice for the girl to deliver, and then came to the courtyard under the banyan tree to squint and rest, until the sun fell under the city wall, and when night fell, he confirmed that his physical and mental state were in a very good state, and then returned to the quiet room and officially began to wash the dust.

His thoughts radiated into the air, and he did not pass through the dome of the ashram to the night sky, but he knew that he had established a kind of dark connection with the red star, which was not real, more precisely, the connection between him and the heavenly soul that dwelt on that star did not leave any sense in his body or spiritual world, but he was very sure that the heavenly soul of that star was there, and no one could take it away.

It's like the specific truth that the yin hangs in the air and the torch is passed on to the world.

Gu Xiaosheng closed his eyes, calmed his mind, opened his soul, and followed the method on "One Thought of the Stars" to let himself enter the realm of forgetting things and me, absolutely relaxing, and quietly waiting for the vitality of the heavenly soul to communicate with heaven and earth to come to his earth.

Time passed gradually, and the night wind sometimes howled, sometimes condensed.

In the distant starry sky, the flocculent flow of the extremely cold wind flowed in the sea of stars, and many clouds of flocculent things that seemed to be fragments of stardust floated there, and many fragments kept colliding with the meteorite group, and the stubble of those broken stone fragments was exposed in the starry sky, exuding a hazy halo, and was sent far away by the wind current.

The reason why the halo emanating from the stubble of those broken stone fragments is so strong is that there is an almost transparent halo that is seeping outward, that is, the starlight, and the stars in the night sky are strangely shaped, intermingling and reflecting each other, and the colors are very numerous.

There is a very small red star, surrounded by stardust flocculent and those huge meteorite groups have formed a cloud, those old and new stubbles look very much like scars, there are a lot of starlight condensed on it, and it is slowly flowing along the nebula to the surface of the star by the night wind, if it is those who are fond of killing Looking at this scene, they will feel that the nebula has been cut off and the body is bleeding, but in fact, under the night wind, the starlight that is flowing is more like a wanderer returning to his mother's arms.

After a long time, the rainbow-like starlight finally landed on the surface of the red star, on the large and small flares, and then like countless sapper ants along a specific route to transport the starlight to the top, then it would eventually become the nourishment for the heavenly soul to absorb the energy of heaven and earth.

A similar scene happened in the ashram.

The brilliance emitted by countless stars fell on the invisible and imperceptible heavenly soul, was condensed into a slightly thick essence, and then through the induction with the deity in the darkness, I don't know how many distances I crossed, ignoring the spatial barrier and endless dust, and gushed out from Gu Xiaosheng's body.

Luminous and soft, the skin on Gu Xiaosheng's face seemed to have turned into jade. Then the next moment, those starlight essences seeped into the flesh and bones like sand and wind through his fingers, and he could no longer be seen, but his face was the same as before, and nothing changed.

There were many other starlights scattered from the night dome that fell on him, and those starlights seemed to be able to easily pass through his clothes and land on the surface of his body without any obstacle, but they still did not stay, seeping into all parts of his body, and disappeared nowhere.

Complementing each other inside and outside, the starlight condensed into bundles and turned into vitality under the transformation of "One Thought of the Stars", but it could not be washed into dust.

Gu Xiaosheng closed his eyes, didn't see these pictures, and didn't know what happened.

His consciousness gradually retracted from the air, and then traveled through the flesh meridians, and finally came to the heavy veins below the umbilicus.

The next thing to do is to knock on the door and wash the dust.

The so-called Xuanmen is the door of all wonders.

After the sages created the Tao and practiced, human beings, as a genus of heaven and earth, lived in ignorance and lived in the adversity, and only then did they begin to understand the truth of natural creation after being inspired by their last words, and countless cultivation methods bloomed everywhere like wild flowers in the mountains, so there is a question, how do practitioners understand the laws of the flow of vitality between heaven and earth and make use of them?

Now there is a public opinion on the continent that there is a door in the human body. This is not an inference drawn by temple scholars after exhaustive data collection and statistics, but the consensus of the whole continent.

In this wonderful mystery, there are countless treasures waiting for people to open and discover, and then through the discovery and excavation of these treasures gifted by heaven and earth, people have begun to develop from the ignorance of the initial realm to the current prosperity.

The location of the Xuanmen is under the umbilicus, and its position happens to be the most perfect dividing point between the upper body and the lower body of the human body, so it can just explain how the practitioner perceives many wonderful ideas. Of course, if one wants to visualize and perceive something from the Xuanmen, the most basic premise is to push it away.

Like many treasure house doors, the Xuanmen is absolutely awe-inspiring in its heaviness, but as long as you keep pushing it, it will open to you at some point.

According to the research and investigation of countless generations of scholars in the temple, the number of times a practitioner knocks on the door with his mind and opens it is about a hundred.

Of course, this does not mean that everyone has to knock on the Xuanmen a hundred times before they can push it open and induce the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi to wash away the dust, and most of the time, only need to go on the way, and the practitioner's consciousness has already passed through the cracks and completed the process.

This process is not as early as possible, if you only knock on the door ten times and then push the door in, that person will definitely be the most unpromising cultivator in history. On the contrary, if someone is able to knock on the Xuanmen a hundred times before finally starting to wash the dust, then it is possible for his future cultivation potential to reach the most perfect state. It's just that this situation is very rare, and except for those lucky ones with natural bloodlines, basically no one can do it.

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Gu Xiaosheng's consciousness is like a wet cotton thread, and the vitality in his body is like a catkins flying in the sky in late spring, the thread is fluttering in the spring breeze, dipping more and more catkins, and finally falls into the hands of the informant, turning into a very thick log, and then crashing towards the Xuanmen with all his strength......

He didn't wake up until every morning light fell on all corners of the city and a rooster began to crow.

PS: Please allow me to continue to shamelessly ask for tickets, collect and reward or something. That's right, I'm a boy who really likes these things, and of course, if you need it, it can be cute.