130: Chapter 130 Unlocking the Skill Meditation

Chapter 130 Unlocking the Skill Meditation

Sandalwood was ignited, and wisps of green smoke rose, lingering ethereally within the Meditation hall.

The light shining down from the dome passed through the smoke, becoming even more hazy.

A sense of serene escapism spontaneously arose.

"The human brain receives a limited amount of information. When you block out one sense, your other senses will instead become more sensitive."

"Until you cast aside all distracting thoughts, it will become easier to receive the information that we usually ignore."

"The first step of Meditation cultivation is to learn control and endurance."

"First, follow me in taking deep breaths. Inhale, exhale, inhale, exhale..."

"Now close your eyes, sit quietly there, slowly magnify your remaining senses, and pay attention to the surrounding environment..."

More than fifty trainees wearing loose white clothes sat surrounding the instructor, meditating with their eyes closed.

Everyone's state of mind seemed to begin turning peaceful, and their expressions gradually relaxed.

Fang Cheng likewise listened to the instructor's guidance, scrupulously following along step by step.

Entering tranquility was already a familiar and effortless matter for him.

Especially when situated in this harmonious atmosphere, even without activating the Focus Skill or using the Breath-counting Method, by just slightly adjusting his state of mind, he smoothly entered the Meditation state.

Fang Cheng closed his eyes and silently felt it as his breathing rhythm gradually became slow and lingering.

This time, he no longer deliberately avoided the many negative influences brought by the outside world.

Instead, following what the instructor said, he tried using a calm and inclusive mindset to actively welcome the chaotic information that disturbed his five senses, observing the surrounding environment even more carefully.

He heard the deep or short breathing sounds of the trainees beside him, the rustling sound of the wind blowing the curtains, the swaying of tree branches outside the house, and the footsteps and speech of someone passing by...

Then, with his nostrils slightly quivering, he distinguished the various scents drifting inside the room.

Sandalwood, pure, rich, and lingering.

Floral fragrance, rich yet carrying sweetness.

As well as the warm, pungent sweat and body odor emitted by the crowd...

He could even feel the air flowing, like wind and also like waves, coming in gales that made his fine hairs flutter.

Under this state, even the most dull sense of touch would become exceptionally sensitive.

"Now, your mind can no longer think about those distracting thoughts, because your consciousness is busy experiencing the present..."

The instructor's voice was like heavenly music, echoing incomparably ethereal in his ears.

"After this, you can continue trying to do subtraction, closing the other four perceptions step by step and magnifying the remaining sensory capabilities."

"If any abnormalities arise during this period, do not resist or reject them. You must learn to accept, adapt, and understand them, until your consciousness completely merges into the environment..."

At this moment, although Fang Cheng's ears were still filled with noise and commotion, his heart and mind were incomparably serene and peaceful.

After Meditation cultivation reached this step, it seemed to have formed an instinct originating from the body.

As a thought flashed slightly, his sense of hearing was naturally cut off.

Then, within his pitch-black mind, a bright scene vaguely emerged.

Warm sunlight spreading in, white curtains swaying with the wind, and daffodils with their petals unfurled inserted in a vase.

The indoor and outdoor seemed to merge into one, creating a dreamlike light and shadow effect.

And his sense of smell was also replacing his hands, truly touching the sunlight, the curtains, and the petals.

At this moment, Fang Cheng suddenly comprehended the key point of the five senses exercise mentioned by the instructor.

Sight is not just seeing, hearing is not just listening, and smell is not just smelling.

They are all components of consciousness, with no essential difference whatsoever, all differentiated from the same root source.

That is "awareness", which is the ethereal sixth sense.

Fang Cheng's state of mind was like an ancient well without ripples, yet it also seemed like the surface of a lake slightly rippling with a circle of waves spreading outward.

While perception was doing subtraction, it was actually also doing addition.

By this moment, vision, taste, and hearing had already returned to the root source.

Fang Cheng chose to continue cutting off the fourth sense, "smell", allowing the ultimately remaining "touch" to be amplified as much as possible.

In a daze, the air flow began to accelerate, continuously surging like ocean tides.

Fang Cheng suddenly produced an incomparably comfortable feeling, just like returning to the fetal period.

Stars twinkled on the dome, and minuscule light sprinkled down, gently wrapping him up and slowly floating him into mid-air.

Then, Fang Cheng tried to stretch his arms, swimming happily like a fish.

Just like that, slowly, even the fifth sense, "touch", began to disappear.

It was as if he had fallen into an endless azure blue, enjoying eternal peace.

Wanting to... comfortably fall asleep right there.

At this juncture, a certain sense of déjà vu suddenly assaulted him.

Fang Cheng heard a string of extremely bizarre, heavy syllables.

No.

Described accurately, it should be information naturally emitted by a certain consciousness.

"The error-free first-release content can be viewed at!"

It was like a mother with a blood relationship summoning her progeny in the netherworld.

It was so bizarre, both hazy in a dream and exceptionally sober, while simultaneously feeling the passage and cessation of time, feeling the erratic changes of the four seasons repeating in cycles.

Fang Cheng raised his eyes to look toward the depths of this endless azure blue, faintly seeing an extremely distant and colossal phantom.

It seemed... as long as he responded to the other party, he could immediately obtain a certain great wisdom surpassing the mortal realm, or world-shaking power.

Fang Cheng's thoughts stirred slightly, and he opened his mouth, only to be unable to make any sound.

Then he stretched his limbs again, swimming toward that side, yet could not find the correct direction at all.

Just as he was trying hard, his heart shook, and he suddenly remembered something.

His self-awareness reawakened, and he immediately chanted silently:

"Heartsteel, activate!"

As the barrier-like skill effect was cast, that azure color presented in his mind was annihilated like an illusion in the blink of an eye.

And the cut-off five senses also returned to his body accordingly, with various sounds, scents, and touches surging over rapidly like a tidal wave.

Everything instantly returned to normal.

"What on earth was that thing I saw?"

Fang Cheng opened his eyes, recalling with lingering fear that feeling which made his consciousness indulge and nearly lose control.

At the same time, Instructor Chen sitting in the center of the crowd seemed to sense something.

He raised his head, his gaze sweeping across many trainees who had no signs of entering tranquility at all, his expression slightly showing disappointment.

When turning to look at a few other people, he nodded slightly instead.

In the perception of those immersed in the Meditation state, this class seemed to only last for a short few minutes, but in reality, three hours had already passed.

Outside, the setting sun shone brilliantly; indoors, the light was soft and yellowish, and even the starlight on the dome seemed to dim a little bit.

"Alright, today is just the first class, and the main purpose is to let you have a preliminary understanding of what Meditation is."

Instructor Chen clapped his hands, signaling everyone that they could end the Meditation practice.

Then he encouraged them in a gentle tone:

"As for those who didn't find the feeling, there is no need to be discouraged. If someone can reach the level of complete tranquility on their first Meditation, they definitely belong to a one-in-ten-thousand Genius."

"Moreover, during the morning and evening classes in the coming days, you can all come to the Meditation hall to review the basics, which will help you deepen your understanding of Meditation..."

Hearing this, everyone let out a long breath, only feeling their legs sore and numb, almost unable to stand up.

However, everyone's expression exuded a sense of peace, seemingly having different wonderful experiences in this Meditation class.

Even Pan Wendi had an aftertaste expression on his face, as if his talkative illness had been cured.

Fang Cheng looked around, reined in his thoughts and emotions, and suddenly discovered that the status panel was faintly flashing with light.

His thoughts stirred immediately, and two notification messages instantly surfaced before his eyes.

[During your Meditation practice, you were fortunate enough to contact high-dimensional consciousness, successfully opening deep self-awareness, and gained preliminary comprehension of it.]

[Unlocking Skill: Meditation lv0 (0/100)]

Turns out that when he entered tranquility just now, the skill had actually unlocked unconsciously.