A white chalk tip slashed across the class and landed exactly on one person's head. The classmate woke up from a dream.

"Luo Jiaming, you come and repeat what I just said. ”

Teacher Liu's words caused the class to let out a suppressed sneer, Luo Jiaming glanced at the chalk head that stayed on his desk, looked up at the Chinese teacher's unhappy face, touched his head, stood up, then lowered his head, and secretly looked left and right, and found that the classmates at the table on the left and right all bowed their heads and snickered.

He touched the back of his head, his mind was still full of things like fairies, monsters, and so on, and this dream was too real.

Of course he couldn't answer, he had been sleeping just now, and the wind outside the classroom blew in, blowing half of the classroom into a drowsy atmosphere.

Teacher Liu didn't wait long, but continued to lecture, but he didn't let Luo Jiaming sit down, and Luo Jiaming, who was standing, silently warned those who wanted to lie down and sleep.

The moment the bell rang for class, the second (third) class of high school suddenly fell a large piece.

One class, two classes, three classes, and finally school is over. Luo Jiaming didn't sleep in the last two classes, not because he didn't want to sleep, but as soon as he closed his eyes, a scripture appeared in his mind, and the more he thought about it, the clearer it became, so clear that he could recite it very clearly, so he wrote the scripture called "Spiritual Heart" in his notebook in the next three classes. Under the sprinkle, there are more than 10,000 words, which makes Luo Jiaming, who has never written an eight-hundred-word essay to death, surprised himself.

Today is Friday, so I don't have to study at night, when I go out of the classroom, I hear female classmates discussing "Triple Gate" and "Phantom City", although Luo Jiaming likes to read novels, but these two books that are widely circulated among the girls in the class He has never read them, and he still can't tell whether Han Han wrote Phantom City, or Guo Jingming wrote "Triple Gate".

Walking out of the school door, he touched his pocket, and there were ten coins in his pocket, which he saved from his daily breakfast, saving two yuan a day, just so that he could have money to go to the Internet on weekends.

The legendary game he played had a number in the twenty-ninth district, and he was a thirty-first level mage, who was just able to open a shield. He didn't play with it, but he bought it from someone in the senior class, and it cost forty dollars. When he bought it, he was twenty-eight, and he rushed to thirty-one by himself, and he would have been very excited after the mage had a shield, but he had no interest in playing recently.

Because Luo Jiaming lives at home, he doesn't have much time to rush to the level, and he co-plays with another person in the class, saying that the two of them play together, and the mage can rush to the thirty-first level that classmate has contributed a lot. One day, the classmate told him that he had picked up a dragon-patterned sword when he was returning to Chongtu City, which had exploded on his feet after a Taoist priest had died. Luo Jiaming was very excited, he had always wanted to have a wand because he could only walk around in the pig hole, but he didn't have the money to buy it.

However, because I have to go to class every day, I haven't had time to go to the number to see, so I want to save money to go to the net on the weekend, and take a closer look at what the dragon pattern sword looks like, but unfortunately I didn't wait for him to come and see, another classmate in the class said to show him, a noon thing, and then it was gone, and the other party said that he dropped it.

This joy and sorrow made Luo Jiaming suddenly not want to go to the Internet, and he held a copy of "Yunhai Jade Bow Edge" under his arm, Jin Yong Gulong's book was finished, and these books that were originally abandoned were so much that they had to rent them back to nibble on, but they didn't read them all afternoon today.

"Luo Jiaming, go ice skating at night. Yang Guang said loudly as he rode a racing bicycle past him, accompanied by a few boys from his class and other classes, and behind them were a few girls in the class who liked to laugh with the boys in the back row.

They didn't stop, Luo Jiaming listened to Yang Guang's shout and naturally returned: "What time is it, in which rink." ”

"Come after dinner, the one in the park. The voice came from the front, followed by some women riding on bicycles, and also said loudly, "Hurry up." ”

Luo Jiaming likes ice skating very much, he came with his cousin for the first time he skated, but when he put on skates for the first time and slid up, he liked it, and then secretly went again the next day, and after three consecutive days, he learned to skate.

The smooth gliding on the ice rink, and the sense of accomplishment after the exciting dodging of the people who hit him again and again, gave him a very free feeling, that feeling like breaking free from the shackles, and the body and soul were perfectly integrated, just like the unity of the soul and body in some kind of Buddhism and the like.

After all, he likes this feeling, and it is much purer than some other people who want to see some fashionable women in society, or who want to take advantage of the opportunity to pull the hands of some beautiful girls in the class.

He fumbled for ten more coins in his pocket, and after thinking about a second, he decided to go ice skating.

Don't go to evening self-study every Friday night, Luo Jiaming's family didn't know not to go to it, and thought that he was going to go to evening self-study, so he could come out at night.

It's just that he couldn't go to the park and his classmates this night, so he happily slipped away, because after he went home and finished eating, it rained heavily, and he couldn't even see the road clearly, let alone go to the park, and he couldn't even go to the nearest Internet café. He didn't go out, so his parents would naturally ask, so he said that today was Friday, so he shouldn't go to the evening for self-study.

Luo Jiaming's mother just suddenly sighed, and didn't say anything like why you always had to go to evening self-study on Fridays before, in fact, his parents were not as strict as he imagined, and they didn't remember when he went out on Friday night, so in Luo Jiaming's heart, he was not afraid that his parents would know, but he never took the initiative to talk.

He couldn't go out, and it was raining heavily, so he decided to read the novel, and when he was about to read the novel, he saw the scripture that he had written silently in the homework book that he had brought back with the novel, and picked it up and read it again.

Luo Jiaming habitually skips the previous introductory paragraphs, and when he reads novels, he doesn't like to read things like deeds and introductions, but goes directly to the text.

Directly turned to the chapter on qi refining, which reads: "The qi person, the spiritual energy, is scattered between heaven and earth, exists in all things, and is born in the human body, limbs, bones, bones, bones, muscles and flesh."

In the dark, there seems to be an attraction guiding Luo Jiaming to see and understand. He was amazed that he could suddenly remember these things, but after he had written them down silently, when he thought about them again, he was vague and couldn't figure it out, just like the dream in class, and now he couldn't remember it at all, and he only vaguely remembered that he was extremely powerful in the dream.

It's nothing to have strange dreams, to be able to remember some things in the dream, and then you will slowly forget the dream, which is even more normal. In the past, when I went to a strange place and did something that I did for the first time, I suddenly felt a sense of familiarity, and I felt that I had never done such a thing before.

I heard that many people will feel this way, so Luo Jiaming will wonder if there is another time and space, whether there is really reincarnation, and there is an afterlife, and his sense of familiarity is that he has done this in his previous life.

Luo Jiaming carefully looked at the scriptures he copied, and the things that he had originally written down silently were actually jerky when he looked at them again, but fortunately, after reading them back and forth a few times, he would be able to understand most of them after reading them silently.

When he finished reading the Qi Refining Chapter, he understood what was said in this "Spiritual Heart Vientiane" Sutra. The meaning is that each person's body contains the aura, which is taken from the food and air, through the digestion of the human body, and enters all parts of the body, but this way is the most instinctive and basic way, and the will of the individual itself cannot be controlled.

And if you want to practice, let your aura continue to increase, instead of the cycle of dissipating and resuming, then you have to practice.

As for what is practice?

This scripture also clearly says: "At the beginning of cultivation, you can separate the mind and the body, cultivate the mind, sit and lie down, walk, say and deed, be moral, and cultivate a transparent and unpolluted divine will." Physical cultivation, exercising the body, eating and nourishing essence to strengthen the bone marrow, is for physical cultivation. When God is in harmony with the aura in his body, he has his own dharma. ”

This "Spiritual Heart" was written very carefully, which made Luo Jiaming have a very real feeling, and he suddenly felt that according to what was written above, he would be able to achieve all the miracles mentioned above.

The door was suddenly opened, and his father, Luo Chuan, poked his head in to look at it and said, "You come out and practice the kung fu I taught you." ”

For his father's words, although Luo Jiaming was reluctant, he didn't dare to say half a word, practicing kung fu, he was very willing and liked it, but if he practiced in front of others, he was not very willing, he liked to hide and practice secretly, thinking that one day he would be able to make a splash with these things he practiced.

However, although he will practice secretly, but in the last two years, there are really few, the mage number is going to be upgraded, and he has to read novels, where does he get any American time to practice kung fu, and practicing kung fu will be tired and sweaty, it is impossible to practice in school, at home, because it is a rented house, it is not big, so he can't avoid his mother who is often at home to practice, so he hasn't practiced for a long time, so his father will call him out to practice a few hands.

Mom sat there watching TV, and after listening to Dad's words, she said the same: "It's to practice, if you don't practice, you will have the strength to fight the chicken, and the grass will fall after mixing." ”

Whether it is a father or a mother, they are all strong people, when my mother was young and did not marry my father, she fought with young and strong men, and barely won the battle, and women, there is no one who is her price, so she doesn't like her children to be weaker than others in the future because of these.

Another one is that Luo Jiaming has been a little timid since he was a child, so they hope that their children can practice kung fu to strengthen their courage.

Practicing martial arts can train courage, and Luo Jiaming does have a deep understanding of this. When I was in junior high school, my home was in the countryside, and then I had to go to another township more than ten miles away to study in junior high school, all the way to the mountain road, although I also had to pass through several villages, the graves on the mountain road and the dogs in the village were often so frightened that Luo Jiaming's heart was about to shrink.

The dogs in the village are not those pet dogs raised in the city, but those local dogs, the biggest role of the local dog is to watch the house, and the dog that cares is very fierce, and the dogs that are not fierce and do not bark are eaten or sold by the owner. When a dog barks, the dogs in the neighborhood bark and surround you as if they are about to pounce. And when crossing the grave mountain, what I am most afraid of is that there is a new grave, the new soil and wreath at the head of the grave are facing the intersection, Luo Jiaming can't help but think that there is a person standing there watching the intersection, and someone walks by and pounces down. This kind of imagination often makes Luo Jiaming have an urge to run, but fortunately, he resists it every time.

Because his parents have told him that he should not run when he encounters a dog or passes by the grave mountain, because he is afraid when he runs, and the more he runs, the more afraid he becomes, and he will not dare to pass from there in the future.

"Let's practice a round hand first. ”

In my father's words, a thousand hands are inseparable from round hands. The round hand is to drop a pile, the hands are tightly closed in the ribs, and then the hands are hard in front of the body to take turns to draw the circle, like a windmill stirring, looking ahead, the mind is thinking that other people's hands will hit themselves, and their hands will be removed, and the wrists will also be rotated, which means to grasp the hand that hits.

Practicing this is not only fast, but also pay attention to the hand can not be raised, lifting will appear weak, and expose your very fragile ribs, pay attention to the fingers can protect their eyebrows, and the lower can protect their own is between the gears. When practicing, you should always be vigilant to protect your own vulnerable places, and when you hit someone, you should think about hitting others.

At this time, Luo Jiaming suddenly thought of the "Spiritual Heart" that said: "Spiritual energy is contained in the bones and blood, and the qi is vigorous, and the strength is also the initial appearance." If you want to practice qi, you need to practice the body first, the first method of training the body is moving, and the movement is in harmony with the will, and the clumsy force can be ,......"

He found that the round hand he had practiced was actually in harmony with what could be written in the "Spiritual Heart". Originally, he could only fight for about a minute, and then he couldn't fight anymore, but this time he broke through to two minutes.

As mentioned in "Spiritual Hearts", breaking through the limits is one of the best ways to exercise one's own will.

If the personal will is compared to all things in the world, ordinary people are like clouds of smoke, and some tiring things such as practicing martial arts are like the wind, blowing away the clouds. What Luo Jiaming has to do is to contain his personal will like a cloud of smoke and prevent him from being blown away by the wind, only in this case, can the will as loose as a cloud of smoke be able to tenacity.

After taking a short rest, Luo Jiaming took the initiative to practice the ones behind, still in line with his mind and will.

The father was obviously satisfied, and as soon as he was interested, he practiced a few hands, and he was tired and panting, but he was very excited.

After practicing these, Luo Jiaming took a shower, and then went back to his room to look at "Spiritual Heart", which was even more fascinated than reading a novel.

When a person is obsessed with something, time flies, and in a blink of an eye, the second year of high school is over, in school, Luo Jiaming doesn't seem to have changed in particular, he still runs to play table tennis after school in the afternoon, occupies the table, and plays basketball if he doesn't occupy it, and between classes, he sits in a daze, or goes to punch with his classmates in the corridor.

However, whether it is playing table tennis or playing basketball, as well as playing boxing in a daze, he is doing what he said above in "Spiritual Heart", or these are all cultivation, sitting, lying and walking are all cultivation, this cultivation is naturally the will of the soul, when the will of the mind is elevated, it is the divine will, and when his own divine will can feel the aura in his body, there is naturally a dharma.

This is what "Spiritual Heart" said above, Luo Jiaming has no belief or disbelief in his heart, because he is already a little obsessed with this kind of practice to bring ethereal inspiration, in that ethereal feeling, he feels like a fairy wandering in the world, watching the red dust.

When playing table tennis, his eyes were fixed on the small yellow table tennis ball, his consciousness seemed to have been entangled in the table tennis ball, although the voices of the surrounding classmates sounded in his ears, but it seemed to come from a very far away, the opponent's racket hit the ball, how the ball would rotate, how strong, these eyes, reflected in the heart.

In a trance, he seemed to hear the sound of the wind from the friction of the ping pong ball in the air, which was a wonderful feeling, and sometimes, he even wondered if it was his hallucination, or self-hypnosis.

Just like when playing blueball, occasionally when he suddenly feels very felt, throwing a distant hollow ball, his heart will spring up with a kind of throbbing of pleasure, this process, let him have a wonderful sense of integration between heaven and earth, although it is very short, but he enjoys it very much, and chases.

The sublimation of the will of the soul can often bring about changes in the external temperament, Luo Jiaming, who originally didn't seem to have much sense of zài, has an extra quiet temperament, but he is just an ordinary appearance, and he can also attract the attention of some girls.

It was still afternoon, Luo Jiaming didn't play table tennis, didn't go to play blueball, because he suddenly felt that it was difficult for him to find that feeling, and he didn't have the kind of floating feeling that his will was attached to the ball or scattered into nothingness, and he began to get annoyed. Sitting on the steps at the edge of the football field, watching those who practice sports training there, there is an inexplicable sense of irritability in his heart, and this irritability makes him feel like he can't sit still, like an addict.

He sat there thinking about his own will, subduing his restless feelings, thinking that if he could do this, he might be able to enter the kind of artistic conception that the "Spiritual Heart Vientiane" said, surrendering the heart ape, and from then on entering into the state of mind.

He lowered his head, held his head in both hands, watched an ant on the ground meet the carcass of a small caterpillar he had kept, and then went home to report the news, bringing a large swarm of ants to drag there. In this way, he tried to dissipate the restlessness in his heart.

"Bang"

A football hit Luo Jiaming's head, and the thoughts in his whole head were blown away with this ball. The force of the ball made him fall backwards violently, his hand propped up on the edge of the steps, and wiped off the cement, the hot pain hit, and the laughter of those sports students came to his ears, and the irritability in his heart turned into anger, and the anger surged up, swallowing his whole person, and he stood up violently, shouting: "Which one." ”