299: Chapter 299 The Seventh Sense, Mind Projection

Looking at the detailed skill description on the panel, while Fang Cheng was pleased, a hint of doubt also flashed in his eyes.

This new ability named "Mind Resonance".

The general idea is to achieve a high degree of synchronization between his own consciousness and that of others, thereby triggering resonance, forming a communication channel, and realizing uses such as telepathic communication or obtaining information.

Previously, he had also tried methods similar to telepathy to establish a mental connection.

What exactly is the difference between this newly appeared skill effect and ordinary telepathy?

"Rooted in the common empathy and emotional connection of mankind, it is the embodiment of a higher-level seventh sense, the 'Manas-vijnana'..."

Fang Cheng chewed on these words, and his eyes gradually deepened.

In the past, when browsing books on Buddhist Zen, spiritual cultivation, and Meditation in the library, he had indeed come into contact with related concepts.

The five senses of mankind—sight, hearing, smell, taste, and touch—are the foundation for perceiving the material world.

The so-called sixth sense is usually considered to be intuition beyond the five senses, or the embodiment of self-awareness and thought itself.

As for the seventh sense, the "Manas-vijnana", it belongs to a deeper and more profound level.

In Buddhism, "Manas-vijnana" is often associated with the "attachment to self" in people's hearts, and is an existence attached to the "appearance of self".

But from another perspective, when breaking the pure "attachment to self" and extending the concept of "self" outward, it involves connection with the "other".

That is, the empathy formed by mankind in social life, the change from perceiving oneself to perceiving others.

This should be the root of empathy and emotional connection emphasized in "Mind Resonance".

And it is precisely this transcendence of "attachment to self" and deep connection with the "other" that is considered the key to Cultivating "Manas-vijnana" to a profound Realm.

Some spiritual cultivation systems even believe that after Cultivating "Manas-vijnana" to an extremely profound level, it can cross the boundaries of time and space, perceive the past and future, and connect consciousness of different dimensions.

And according to Buddhist scripture records, comprehending the mystery of "Manas-vijnana" is also enough to see through the mist of life and death, and arrive at the legendary Netherworld in the state of a living person.

Which is the so-called "Yinshen".

Thinking of this, ripples could not help but rise in Fang Cheng's heart.

Doesn't the emergence of the "Mind Resonance" ability mean that through continuous Meditation and Cultivation, his current mental Realm has touched the deep level of the seventh sense?

Therefore, even without a wondrous item like the golden bumpa bottle as a medium, he can master the ability to communicate with others over long distances?

Fang Cheng pondered for a moment, then restrained his mind, and his consciousness entered the Memory Palace deep in his mind once again.

The familiar bedroom scene emerged before his eyes.

His gaze swept across the surrounding desk, cabinet, and walls, everything remaining as usual.

Only the texture seemed to have become more real.

Real enough to clearly see every floating speck of dust in the sunlight, and to smell the sweat odor emitted by the quilt and socks.

Fang Cheng looked around, got up and stepped forward, pushing open the door leading to the outside world.

In the center of the dark hall, the golden light ball still floated quietly, blooming with a soft and mysterious halo.

After advancing to Great Master-level Meditation, the brightness of the light ball didn't seem to have changed too significantly.

But the originally blurred golden light patterns on its surface had become much clearer at this moment.

Like meticulously carved runes, they contained indescribable profoundness.

Fang Cheng looked from afar.

Just by letting his gaze fall on those clear light patterns, he could vaguely feel some subtle sound fragments and vague images.

Following this induction, Fang Cheng focused his attention on one of the brightest and most familiar light patterns.

That represented the mental connection channel between himself and Wen Xin.

Fang Cheng did not step forward to touch it with his hand, but tried to perceive it directly with his mind.

The moment his mind touched this light pattern, two clear options immediately appeared before his eyes:

[Bidirectional Connection] or [Unidirectional Projection].

Fang Cheng's gaze flickered slightly, and he chose [Unidirectional Projection].

In an instant, as if two radio wave frequencies, they found each other in the vast Universe.

Fang Cheng's consciousness and Wen Xin's consciousness resonated under the traction of powerful Mental Energy.

An invisible and stable channel, with a faint humming sound, ran through the dark and boundless Void Realm.

The scene before his eyes changed rapidly, like switching TV channels.

The next second, his vision suddenly became bright.

Fang Cheng saw Wen Xin sitting in the school cafeteria, obediently eating lunch.

Her black hair was tied into a ponytail, and her profile looked exceptionally soft in the sunlight.

Sitting beside her were a few chirping classmates, discussing afternoon classes and Sunday holiday arrangements.

The hustle and bustle of the cafeteria, the aroma of food, the youthful faces of classmates...

All these sensory information from Wen Xin's perspective were presented extremely realistically in Fang Cheng's senses.

The degree of reality felt this time was clearer than the previous experience, without the vagueness of watching through glass.

Smell, hearing, touch, sight, taste—the acuity of the five senses was magnified several times.

Even under this ultimate resonance, Fang Cheng could still perceive Wen Xin's slightly troubled emotions at the moment, and the math problem in her mind that troubled her so much.

Feeling the girl's real-time condition and thoughts, knowing she was doing well.

Fang Cheng's mind stirred slightly, then he moved his consciousness away from the light pattern representing Wen Xin and turned to another light pattern a little further away.

In an instant, his consciousness was like a bolt of lightning, piercing through layers of darkness and mist once again.

The surrounding scene changed, twisted, and reorganized rapidly as if the fast-forward button had been pressed.

When his vision cleared, Fang Cheng found himself "in" a circular, tall hall.

The dome was dotted with countless points of light, like a dazzling galaxy, creating a sacred and vast atmosphere.

In the center of the hall, dozens of people wearing uniform plain white clothes sat cross-legged in a circle.

Ethereal and melodious music, low and obscure chanting, echoed endlessly.

It seemed that a special religious ceremony similar to Meditation was being carried out.

"This is... Yongan Island, the Meditation hall of the Truth and Meditation Fellowship!"

Fang Cheng immediately realized.

His "perspective" at this moment originated precisely from one of these meditators.

He could even "feel" the cross-legged posture of this body and the slightly sweet aroma of incense permeated in the surrounding air.

Sitting in the absolute center was a middle-aged man wearing glasses with a thin appearance.

It was impressively Instructor Chen Jiandong.

"It seems that I projected my consciousness onto one of the Zhenxiang Society members and participated in this Cultivation class from his perspective..."

Fang Cheng understood in his heart.

However, the target object of this member's Meditation was probably no longer the "Great Him" they praised in their mouths.

But a certain "invader" whose consciousness descended here through an invisible channel.

Although it was a unidirectional projection, the possessed Zhenxiang Society member still vaguely perceived some abnormalities.

Fang Cheng could perceive a trace of confusion, unease, and surprise coming from the depths of the other party's consciousness.

Just like seeing a light that shouldn't appear in the darkness, it seemed to be responding to him.

The man's pupils dilated slightly, his lips moved, wanting to say something.

Almost at the same moment, Instructor Chen Jiandong, sitting cross-legged in the center of the crowd, suddenly opened his eyes.

His sharp gaze was like substance, sweeping towards the member attached by Fang Cheng's consciousness.

Fang Cheng's heart tightened, and he decisively cut off the mental channel, instantly retracting the projected consciousness.

In the dark hall, that light pattern on the golden light ball dimmed slightly.

Fang Cheng took a deep breath and calmed his mood.

Then his gaze searched once more, and he turned his attention to another light pattern that looked the dimmest and most subtle.

Choose [Unidirectional Projection] again.

The beginning this time had no clear visual picture.

A strange and anxious voice rang out abruptly by his ear, like encountering an accident, screaming and shouting.

"Who are you... Ah!!"

Immediately afterwards, a fierce pain came from his face, as if someone had punched him hard.

Fang Cheng instinctively wanted to raise his hand to block and counterattack, but as soon as the thought arose, he suddenly realized.

At this moment, he was only a consciousness projection, not personally present, and could not control this body at all.

Chaotic scolding, muffled sounds of fists and feet colliding, and waves of severe pain coming from all parts of the body surged like a tide.

Fang Cheng could feel himself—no, to be precise, the owner of this body—being kicked to the ground by someone.

Immediately afterwards, several feet fell like raindrops, kicking fiercely on his back, waist, and legs.

The owner of this body could only hug his head with both hands, curl up on the ground, making painful groans and futile pleas for mercy.

This mere pain was like scratching an itch through a boot to Fang Cheng, and it was nothing at all.

Instead, taking this opportunity, he carefully observed the surrounding scene.

Dim lighting, cold iron bars, narrow space.

And the strong men around wearing uniform prison clothes and ferocious expressions...

"This... seems to be a prison cell?"

Fang Cheng thought to himself in his heart.

This feeling was too real, so real that it made one feel a bit chilled.

At this moment, this dim mental channel seemed unable to withstand the severe pain coming from the body and automatically broke.

Fang Cheng's consciousness instantly returned to his main body.

He stood in the dark hall of the Memory Palace, subconsciously touching his nose.

As if that punch just now really hit his face.

"Tsk, it's been a long time since I experienced this kind of punch-to-flesh feeling of being beaten."

While anger welled up in Fang Cheng's heart, a smile split the corners of his mouth:

"Actually... still a bit nostalgic?"

Savoring that nearly real pain, the smile on Fang Cheng's face gradually converged.

He raised his head, his gaze falling on the golden light ball floating before his eyes, and re-thought about the differences between the two mental connection methods.

If the special induction ability brought by the spirituality of the golden bumpa bottle belonged to the Evil Path method of forced intervention, it appeared relatively crude and inefficient.

"Mind Resonance" was a more Advanced and profound interaction on the spiritual level.

It emphasized "resonance of consciousness" and "connection of emotion", rather than pure power suppression or interference.

Compared to the former, the connection established by Mind Resonance was also more stable, more secretive, and could transmit a larger amount of information.

To make a vivid metaphor, this contact method was not a thread that was easily broken, but a wide and deep tunnel.

Pondering the difference between the two, Fang Cheng also had a profound understanding of several mental abilities he had mastered.

Whether it was absorbing external consciousness to refine it into purer Mental Energy, or establishing a mental connection with a certain target.

With persistent Meditation and Cultivation, these abilities actually had a certain probability of being comprehended and mastered by oneself.

For himself, the spirituality of the golden bumpa bottle was more like a "catalyst" and an "intelligent operating program".

It not only induced and accelerated the Awakening of these potentials, but also greatly improved the efficiency and amplification effect when casting abilities.

In other words, the Saints Relic, the golden bumpa bottle, had completely integrated into Fang Cheng's consciousness, becoming a part of his own power, and was dominated by Fang Cheng.

Therefore, what kind of special abilities can be developed subsequently relies more on oneself to explore and mine.

Clearing his thoughts, Fang Cheng's gaze cast again onto the surface of the golden light ball, those light patterns of varying brightness.

He hadn't figured out yet how these light patterns were specifically formed.

But what was certain was that each light pattern corresponded to a target with which a mental connection could be established.

As long as the light pattern appeared on it, it meant that the "channel path" for forming the connection actually existed.

The only difference was the clarity of perception and the length of time it could last.

Previously, Fang Cheng's Meditation Rank was relatively low, and his Mental attribute was not high enough.

Therefore, he could only reluctantly establish a relatively stable connection path with Wen Xin, who had the deepest connection and the deepest emotional bond.

Fang Cheng was not in a hurry to try "touching" all the light patterns on the light ball at this moment.

He just stood quietly in the dark hall, sensing with his heart.

He could perceive that every light pattern corresponded to a specific "radio wave" in the Sea of Consciousness surrounding outside the Memory Palace.

Dozens of invisible threads extended from the golden light ball, pierced through the barrier of the Memory Palace, and spread toward the endless depths of darkness.

In all directions, crisscrossed and intertwined, forming a prototype of a huge network.

As long as he was willing, he could establish a connection with any "node" on the network through these threads at any time, forming a stable channel.

This feeling... was just like the goddess holding the destiny in myths and legends, pulling the destiny threads of countless Mortals in her hands.

Every line represented an individual who had a certain special "fate" with himself.

And these individuals were also inputting weak information flows and Mental Energy to the light ball located at the terminal through invisible connections at all times.

With the convergence of this information and energy, Fang Cheng also noticed the changes happening to the golden light ball itself.

While refining external consciousness, it quietly grew larger and brighter at an extremely slow speed that was almost imperceptible to the naked eye.

A vocabulary flashed suddenly in his mind—the "Power Of Will".

Thinking of this, Fang Cheng couldn't help daydreaming, as if a magnificent picture emerged before his eyes.

Suppose as time passed, when the mental connections he established became more and more, the network he wove became larger and larger, and the coverage became wider and wider...

What kind of scene would that be? And what kind of terrifying power would it bring?

While daydreaming, Fang Cheng's heart suddenly stirred, and he brought up the attribute panel:

[Strength: 40]

[Agility: 40]

[Physique: 46]

[Mental: 50]

Looking at the data presented on the panel, Fang Cheng raised his eyebrows slightly.

During this period just now, he had not deliberately practiced Meditation, but the progress bar of the Mental attribute was still continuously growing at a very slow but truly existing speed.

"I see..."

A trace of understanding flashed in Fang Cheng's eyes.

This might be one of the implicit benefits brought by the Fusion of the "Mind Resonance" ability and the light ball.

Through those established mental connections, subtly absorbing and transforming Mental Energy from the outside world.