300: Chapter 300: The name of this cultivation technique sounds very imposing.

A golden sphere of light floated in the center of the dark hall, emitting a faint, low buzzing sound.

Looking at those endlessly flowing light patterns, which resembled the veins of life, Fang Cheng felt a myriad of emotions in his heart.

This Meditation Rank Breakthrough came at just the right time, effectively opening a door for himself leading to a new world.

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Not only did it further enhance his strength and resolve the mental problems that had plagued him, but he also mastered an unfathomable and ghostly method through it.

Especially the special effect of "Mind Resonance", which was simply a Sharp Weapon for dealing with unknown enemies.

This ability allowed Fang Cheng to establish a deep connection with a selected target, gain real-time insight into the other person's thoughts, and perceive environmental information located far away.

This meant that when facing lurking enemies, Fang Cheng could likewise hide his true body behind the scenes, utilizing those connected targets as "eyes" and "ears" to gather intelligence, detect threats, and grasp the enemy's true movements.

It was as if he possessed countless "Clones", scattered in every corner of the city, acting as informants weaving an intelligence network.

As long as he had enough nodes, Fang Cheng's consciousness could cross spatial limits, freely jumping and projecting.

Thus seizing the initiative everywhere and avoiding falling into a passive and unfavorable situation.

Not only that, the long-range perception feature of "Mind Resonance" also added a lot of confidence to Fang Cheng regarding the issue of protecting his family.

If he successfully established a spiritual connection with his family, once a dangerous situation arose in the future, Fang Cheng would be able to observe their current status in real time, issue reminders at critical moments, or track their traces, providing a strong information guarantee for protecting the important people around him.

In short, this ability to acquire intelligence in real time and flexibly respond to complex situations undoubtedly gave him more initiative in future games with enemies.

Thinking of this, Fang Cheng let out a soft sigh, and his gaze suddenly lit up.

Although the road ahead was still shrouded in heavy fog and fraught with danger.

Unknown enemies and challenges were like fierce beasts lurking in the dark, likely to pounce at any moment.

But at least now, he had one more trump card in his hand sufficient to affect the outcome of the battle.

Consciousness withdrew from the Memory Palace.

Fang Cheng slowly opened his eyes.

The sunlight outside the window had already flooded more than half the room.

The air was permeated with the hotel's unique, faint mixed smell of disinfectant and fragrance.

"Dong, dong, dong."

Just at this moment, the room door was gently knocked.

"Chengcheng, are you awake? It's noon, time to go downstairs and eat."

Mother Li Biyun's voice came from outside the door, carrying her usual gentleness and care.

Fang Cheng responded, "Got it, Mom, I'll get up right away!"

Immediately getting up and putting on his shoes briskly, his mind was still pondering matters regarding his skills.

Logically speaking, family members like his mother, grandfather, and uncle, from an emotional perspective, were the group closest to him and most trusted by each other.

But strangely enough, on the golden sphere of light in the Memory Palace, the light patterns representing them did not automatically appear.

"There should be some... mechanism here that I haven't figured out yet."

Fang Cheng pondered.

Recalling those light patterns that had already formed, they all seemed to have been produced through special methods.

Either like Wen Xin, having had deep-level communication at the subconscious level, nearly like a Soul fusion.

Or like that member of the Zhenxiang Society, taking himself as the target of prayer and Meditation, gradually forming a spiritual anchor imperceptibly.

"If I want to form a spiritual connection with Mom and the others, it seems I need to actively use the ability of 'Mind Resonance' to guide and establish it."

Fang Cheng thought to himself, his thoughts turning.

However, before that, he still needed to find a "guinea pig" to practice on and familiarize himself with the specific operation procedures and precautions.

That fellow Xu Hao had thick skin and flesh, and possessed a certain degree of "loyalty" toward him, making him the best test subject.

Thinking of this, Fang Cheng glanced at the phone tossed aside and temporarily did not make the call.

Go eat first, and look for him later.

...

Night had fallen deeply, and it was past midnight.

In a certain district of Dongdu City where dragons and snakes mixed, the bar named "Midnight Forest" was still brightly lit.

The drumbeats of heavy metal music penetrated the thick walls, faintly audible even standing on the street.

On the second floor of the bar, in a lounge.

The lighting was dim, a few empty wine bottles and ashtrays were randomly placed on the coffee table, and the air was filled with a rich smell of tobacco and alcohol.

The high-end audio system in the corner played soft music, trying to create a peaceful atmosphere, but it appeared completely out of place with the environment.

Two men sat cross-legged on the floor, face to face, staring at each other wide-eyed.

The atmosphere was somewhat awkward.

"Boss, you... what are you trying to do?"

Xu Hao felt uncomfortable all over, unable to help twisting his buttocks.

He secretly glanced at the tightly closed door, and then looked at Fang Cheng's face, which appeared somewhat unfathomable under the dim light.

In the middle of the night, this man quietly sneaked into his lounge, and then called him from the lively front area of the bar to such a secluded, uninhabited place.

He even deliberately locked the door, acting all mysterious, saying he wanted to help adjust his mental state.

Xu Hao muttered inwardly.

Wondering how this guy said he didn't know how to solve mental problems before, why did he suddenly think of giving him "conditioning"?

Moreover, judging by the tone of speech, why did it sound like the routines used by those Jianghu quacks to fool people?

"Relax, don't be nervous."

Fang Cheng's tone was calm and soft, but his gaze carried a trace of scrutiny.

"You just need to stare into my eyes."

To find Xu Hao as a guinea pig for the experiment, Fang Cheng had truly racked his brains.

Starting from ten o'clock in the evening, right in this lounge, he tried all the methods he could think of to trigger "emotional resonance" or "consciousness synchronization".

For example, the two of them sat knee-to-knee talking heart-to-heart, letting Xu Hao share some deep emotional experiences in his heart, exploring commonalities between each other.

As a result, chatting on and on, this fellow Xu Hao either bragged about how brave and invincible he was in the Dao, sought after by people, or flaunted his girl-chasing skills, recounting his glorious record of conquering three women in one night.

His emotions were quite abundant, but unfortunately they completely mismatched Fang Cheng's pure and flawless thoughts.

Next, Fang Cheng tried to use simple hypnotic techniques to guide him, letting Xu Hao relax his mind and enter a semi-conscious state.

As a result, this fellow Xu Hao actually started snoring directly.

Fang Cheng even produced an impulse, wanting to take a whip to lash Xu Hao, forcing him to produce strong "awe" and "obedience" toward himself.

After all, this could also be considered a form of extreme emotional resonance.

Of course, this thought only flashed through his mind.

Fang Cheng recalled the scene earlier in the Memory Palace when his consciousness projected into the Meditation hall of the Zhenxiang Society.

Weren't those members of the Zhenxiang Society taking some illusory "deity" as the target of Meditation faith, thereby establishing a certain spiritual connection?

This gave him new inspiration.

"Xu Hao, do you trust me?"

Fang Cheng suddenly asked.

"Ah?"

Xu Hao was stunned by this sudden question.

Thinking that Fang Cheng was testing his loyalty, he immediately nodded vigorously without hesitation, patting his chest so it went "bang, bang".

"Of course! Boss, you are my guiding beacon, my reborn parents. I, Xu Hao, swear to heaven, I absolutely trust you one hundred percent!"

"Very good."

Fang Cheng nodded, deciding to change his line of thought.

Since the path of emotional resonance temporarily led nowhere, he would try the path of "faith" or rather "spiritual sustenance".

Thus, he began to patiently guide Xu Hao in basic Meditation, teaching him how to adjust his breathing, how to concentrate his mind, how to eliminate distracting thoughts, and enter a state of physical and mental tranquility.

"...Right, just like this, relax your body, carefully feel your every breath..."

"Now, slowly close your eyes, slow down your breathing rhythm..."

Fang Cheng's voice was low and magnetic, learning Instructor Chen's tone, continuing to guide:

"You need to silently recite my name in your heart while clearly remembering my Yingjun face in your mind... Right, just what I look like right now."

"In the time that follows, in your mind, you are only allowed to think of my appearance, constantly repeating, repeating, and repeating again, making sure to deepen the impression and remember it completely..."

Hearing these words, Xu Hao couldn't help shivering.

What did this mean? Letting him keep thinking about him in his heart? And also remember what he looked like?

Why did it sound so... harboring bromance?

Xu Hao stealthily opened one eye and peeked at Fang Cheng.

Finding that the other party's expression was solemn and didn't seem fake, he had no choice but to bite the bullet and honestly start meditating according to Fang Cheng's instructions.

The lighting in the room remained dim, and soft music flowed through the air.

Xu Hao clumsily adjusted his breathing, trying hard to focus his attention on Fang Cheng's image.

At first, his mind was a mess.

Sometimes the appearance of hot girls wearing scant clothes in the bar appeared, and sometimes he recalled the several card games he lost today.

Of course, more of it was Fang Cheng's stern face close at hand, his gleaming bald head...

Gradually, under Fang Cheng's continuous guidance and the influence of the surrounding quiet atmosphere, Xu Hao's heart, which usually churned like a pot of boiling water, slowly settled down.

His breathing became long and steady, and his heartbeat gradually slowed down.

Although it was still a far cry from true "tranquility" or even "meditative absorption", at least it already had a slight prototype of Meditation.

Fang Cheng nodded slightly, feeling that Xu Hao's mental state began to stabilize.

Afterwards, he also closed his eyes, entered the Meditation state, and at the same time submerged his consciousness into the Memory Palace.

This time, he was no longer passively waiting, but actively radiated an idea of "invitation" and "guidance" toward Xu Hao.

At Fang Cheng's consciousness level, he seemed to see himself incarnating into a lighthouse emitting soft light, standing tall amidst the turbulent black ocean.

And Xu Hao's consciousness was like a small boat that had lost its direction in the wind and waves, wobbling and drifting aimlessly.

Fang Cheng tried to project his "lighthouse light" toward that small boat, attempting to establish some kind of connection.

At first, the small boat had no reaction to the lighthouse's light, still struggling and drifting in the dark.

But as time passed, perhaps due to Xu Hao constantly "visualizing" Fang Cheng's image in reality.

That small boat seemed to vaguely sense the existence of the lighthouse, and began to instinctively approach the source of the light slowly.

Gradually, the brightness became clearer and warmer.

It was like a pair of hands summoning a traveler lost on the way, guiding the correct path to the port where peace and belonging could be obtained.

The moment Fang Cheng's "light domain" came into contact with Xu Hao's "small boat"—

In the Memory Palace, on the surface of the suspended golden sphere of light, a brand-new light pattern suddenly lit up.

This light pattern was much dimmer and finer than the one representing Wen Xin.

But it was indeed manifesting!

Fang Cheng's heart leaped with joy, and he immediately focused his attention on this new light pattern.

The familiar sense of perspective switching came over him.

The scene before his eyes instantly turned into the dimly lit lounge.

Fang Cheng "saw" Xu Hao sitting cross-legged opposite him, his head bobbing up and down, a trace of crystal-clear saliva hanging from the corner of his mouth, and a slight snore coming from his nasal cavity.

This guy actually fell asleep again at such a critical moment!

However, Fang Cheng could clearly feel that Xu Hao's emotions at this moment were fluctuating violently, as if he were experiencing a nightmare.

His brow was tightly locked, fine beads of sweat popped up on his forehead, and he even uttered one or two vague mutterings from his mouth.

This kid...

Fang Cheng was somewhat amused yet exasperated, but the purpose of the experiment had been achieved, and he didn't blame him for this.

He immediately exited the Memory Palace, opened his eyes, looked at Xu Hao sleeping soundly in reality, and raised his hand to gently pat his shoulder.

"Mmm... Huh?"

Xu Hao's body trembled violently, like a startled rabbit, and he also abruptly opened his eyes, his gaze filled with confusion and panic.

"Where... where am I? I... what just happened to me?"

He subconsciously touched his face and nervously checked the clothes on his body.

Finding everything intact, he then let out a long sigh of relief, as if escaping disaster.

Fang Cheng's brow furrowed slightly; what kind of messy things was this guy thinking about all day long.

Seeing his shaken appearance, he cleared his throat and asked:

"What did you... see just now?"

"Ah? See what?"

Xu Hao rubbed his sleep-fogged eyes, trying hard to recall.

"I... I seemed to be walking on a very, very dark road, unable to see anything around, especially terrifying..."

"At that time, I was very scared in my heart, running forward with all my might, running and running... When I was about to run out of breath, I saw a trace of light vaguely appearing ahead, so I subconsciously walked toward that side."

"Then, I felt hotter and hotter, sweating all over, as if getting close to a furnace, and then saw rising at the edge of the sky... a sun?"

"Yes, it should be the sun! Golden and shiny, especially bright, shining so I couldn't even open my eyes!"

He paused, a trace of confusion and awe showing on his face, carefully looking at Fang Cheng:

"Afterwards, it seemed I saw inside that sun... a blurry figure, although not very clear, it felt like Boss you... looked somewhat similar..."

Xu Hao's voice became softer and softer as he spoke, finally asking tentatively:

"Boss, what is going on? Why would I have such a weird dream?"

Fang Cheng's face showed an unfathomable expression, saying slowly:

"This is what I told you, the method that can solve your mental problems."

"Now carefully feel it, do you have a feeling of being much more relaxed all over and your brain becoming much smarter?"

"Uh..."

Xu Hao scratched his head, feeling it carefully, did it really seem a little bit like that?

After breaking a sweat, the irritability brought by that force in his body seemed to have really lessened a lot, his brain had become nimble, and his whole person was spirited.

"Thank you, Boss!"

Discovering this with astonishment, Xu Hao was instantly overjoyed, his gaze looking at Fang Cheng filled with adoration and gratitude.

He truly regarded him as his reborn parents.

"Mmm."

Fang Cheng nodded with satisfaction.

It seemed that the process of establishing a spiritual connection through "Mind Resonance" would indeed consume a certain amount of spiritual energy for the connected party.

But at the same time, it could also play a role in purifying and channeling the other party's spiritual load to a certain extent.

Thinking of this, Fang Cheng solemnly instructed:

"In the future, you will follow the method I taught you, doing the exercise once every morning and evening."

"Remember, when meditating, you must be single-minded and free of distractions, thinking only of my image in your mind, the clearer the better. This is the only way to consolidate the therapeutic effect, understand?"

"Understand! Understand! Boss, you can rest assured, I will definitely follow instructions!"

Xu Hao nodded like pounding garlic, and after thinking about it, he asked with a pious face:

"Boss, I should be considered initiated now, right, but I still don't know what name this Cultivation Technique you taught me is called?"

Hearing this, Fang Cheng was slightly stunned.

How on earth would I know what this Cultivation Technique is called?

But his expression remained unchanged, and after slight deliberation, he answered solemnly:

"The official name of this Cultivation Technique is called 'Great Sun Incinerating Body Art'."

"Great Sun Incinerating Body Art?"

Xu Hao muttered to himself, his eyes glowing with admiration:

"This name sounds extremely domineering just hearing it, it must be a divine skill and secret manual passed down from ancient times!"