Chapter 102 Unknowing About Cultivation (1/2)

”Thank you for saving my life.” The young lad was lying on the ground, his blood in a pool as he cracked this sentence.

There was no reply but a soft laughter quietly rang out. After that, he saw a person’s robe floating in the wind like rolls of waves under the moonlight, the person was carrying a young girl in his arms. In a blink of an eye, the person disappeared.

The young male stumbled out from the alley. In his mind, he was still very curious about that capable person but now was not the time to look for this person.

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Shen Lian was being random. After playing the mysterious savior, it could be said that he had satisfied one of his fantasies from his younger days.

Speaking of which, who did not ever imagined that they could fly and have all kinds of supernatural powers when they were in their teens and what they would do with it? But once he had truly become that kind of person, he hardly did the things he had imagined during his teenage years.

He slowly walked into the clinic, gently placed Young Ruoxi on the bed and covered her with a blanket.

As for Shen Lian, he tied a long rope at the side of the room and as it hangs in the air, he flipped himself on top of it and calmly laid down.

Initially, he wanted to copy a certain figure from his past life. That person was enlighted and his heart was pure and clean of desires. He did not have distracting thoughts and for years and slept on a rope.

There was actually not much use to meditate and practice Qi in the hustle and bustle of the human world. It was just on a playful whim he decided to copy it.

At the beginning, he still needed to use his mind to control his body so that he did not fall, hence he was not in a deep state of spiritual calmness.

Afterwards, he eventually entered an unintentional state and his body actually naturally responded. He was then able to master the balance and allowed the vigor of his body to transform constantly but that center of gravity still remained unchanged.

Even though it did not really help, but he still felt the need of vaguely catching hold of something.

Hanging in midair, Shen Lian slowly entered a state of spiritual calmness. His spirit had formed into a Yin spirit. Even in the middle of bier, it was not that illusory and it was real and congeal.

It was just that compared to the previous formless spirit smoke, it was less brilliant and had become somewhat dull.

The deeper his concentration was, the more he could feel the calling from beneath the ground. It could not even be said that it was from the underground but a lethargic unnamed world. It was gloomy and he could somehow hear a subtle water flowing sound, and the toneless and low wail that lingered in his ears from time to time.

These did not disturb him. It was as though with just a change of mind, he could enter into that world, laid life and death aside and attained a form of quietness.

He had entered into this state for years now and this situation was not the same as Chushen of the nine states of cultivation, even though these two had some similarities.

Shen Lian naturally understood the implication of this situation, this was also called ‘connecting the netherworld’. That world was most probably what was called the deep springs of the netherworld. It was just that Shen Lian had no way to verify it.

This kind of information was also not found in the Taiwei Pavilion of Qing Xuan.

The scary part of the Mastery of Senses was even when one hits a plateau during cultivation, as long as one can make it over, it would be smooth sailing until the next juncture. This juncture might be difficult or it might be easy. There were no rules to it. He only needed to cultivate it step by step and one day, like the river flowing eastwards towards the sea, he could reach a state that had never been reached before and not is burdened by illness and death.

But it was because of the difficulty of the Taixu Strategy that this method of martial exercise seemed too easy. He vaguely felt that in the end, he could become an existence without being able to feel neither joy nor sorrow. That was not the longevity he wished for.

The contradiction in life was that one cannot give up the current progress to inquire the root of the matter. He was still cultivating with this martial art exercise but he was also not giving up on his exploration of the Taixu Strategy.

Based on this point, he still had not truly detached from human nature.