"Professor Ren?"
"Professor, I am Xiao Zhang!"
"Professor, open the door!"
"Is the professor at home?"
The sixth floor of Building 2 of Xuanshi Building is a very familiar place.
This is the place he has been planning to enter since he was still in his senior year of high school, and it is also the place where he once stayed for a night.
For Zhang Xuezhou, it is not difficult to find Ren Shengsheng's residence. What is difficult is whether he can see Ren Shengsheng.
The doorbell on the door of Rensheng's room was either broken or removed on purpose. He could only knock on the door if he wanted to enter.
It is etiquette to knock on the door three times, but Zhang Xuezhou can't care so much at the moment.
He could only look for Ren Yisheng here, and he only knew that Ren Yisheng lived here.
No one in the room responded, which made Zhang Xuezhou feel cold, feeling that the only person he could turn to was probably not at home.
"professor?"
Zhang Xuezhou knocked on the door again and again, and even as his heart became cold, his method of knocking and shouting became mechanical.
"impossible!"
"impossible!"
…
Ren Shengsheng was not at home. He was staring at the blank picture on the wall.
To others, this is just a blank piece of paper, but to Ren Sheng, whenever his thoughts are free, this painting can present thousands of contents.
The countless contents he memorized were constantly churning out, and what he considered to be the dross was constantly eliminated, revised and revised, or even completely rewritten, which became Ren's pursuit of continuous study throughout his life.
The emergence of any new content cannot occur out of thin air, but requires continuous and refined research on the basis of predecessors.
Naturally, the content on the scroll was not created by Ren Sheng out of thin air, but was derived from his comprehensive analysis of thousands of things.
"Why did it crash?"
"Thinking can be infinite, why is there a limit to mental enhancement!"
"This is impossible!"
Constantly removing the dross, and constantly studying and practicing to move forward, it is difficult for any person to admit that this kind of forward movement is wrong.
As long as he continues to practice, he will collapse just like in the deduction.
Even Ren Shengsheng is very close to that edge right now.
Just like a domino, if someone pushes lightly at this time, Ren Sheng will fall.
Indulging in your own world of thinking, it is difficult to extricate yourself.
He even started to panic.
As a pioneer of derivation, when he deduces the cultivation technique, it is almost the same as practicing it himself.
Spiritual practice is different from physical practice. The physical body is still imprisoned and requires external objects to assist practice, but there is no limit when spiritual energy is accumulated.
As long as his derivation is correct, his pure and full spiritual power will continue to move forward in the correct direction he deduced.
At the moment, Ren Sheng's mental strengthening has not pushed it to the point of collapse, but it is still progressing.
"I'm going the wrong way."
"It has to stop!"
Ren Sheng's thoughts were confused and he kept changing the order of practice and evolution presented in the scroll.
He didn't know what he still lacked, but he was already in an extremely dangerous situation.
If he further strengthens his spirit, his spiritual sea will be overflowing.
The mildest consequence of this 'overflow' state is cerebral haemorrhage, while the most severe consequence is brain death.
At the moment, he has less than 1% chance of turning the limit upward, but more of a 99% failure rate.
This comparison of probabilities makes Ren life without any thoughts of moving forward crazily.
Cultivation is not about luck. If a path prevents 99% of people from continuing to move forward, this path of cultivation is wrong.
There are many lucky people in history who have overcome dangerous dangers, but few can repeat it, or even disappear after a short-lived appearance.
That is not the path that Ren Sheng needs, nor is it the path that the Ren family needs to inherit, nor is it the path that humanity needs to move forward.
When Ren Sheng denies the spiritual strengthening that has driven his spiritual practice throughout his life, he is also running into high risks.
He wanted to end this practice, but the content engraved in his memory was difficult to change, and the certainty of his thinking made him keep moving forward.
"If there is no correct way to travel, if you choose any other way, you will die. What should I do?"
Practicing according to the methods of the predecessors will only encounter obstacles, and there is little chance of failure.
The journey ahead is bound to be full of thorns and full of unspeakable risks.
Deduction comes first, and thinking consciousness follows practice.
Just like a loaded bullet, the moment you pull the trigger, no matter what changes occur in your thoughts, the bullet will be fired.
"I'm obviously already confident in deducing the seventh volume!"
"Could it be that the consequence of my sudden enlightenment is death!"
"It shouldn't be like this!"
"I shouldn't think about this unwillingness in my heart at the moment, but how do I get out of this state of following my thinking and constantly practicing in the wrong direction!"
"If I can't get rid of the connection, I will probably bleed from all my orifices like my father!"
"It's really not good to die early!"
…
Ren Sheng fell into deep thought.
In a daze, he felt that it would be nice to have the two children who made him angry just by looking at them.
If Ren Wuyan and Ren Anran were around, at least these two people would be able to notice something strange about him. No matter if they slapped him once or twice, it might be possible to force him out of his current state.
He felt like he was dreaming now. Ren Shengsheng knew that this was a nightmare, but he couldn't let himself out of the dream.
It wasn't until the nightmare came to an end that he could passively wake up.
"Dream?"
Vaguely, Ren Shengsheng felt that he had grasped a little connection.
"Nightmare?"
In his trance, he thought of another person who was intoxicated in a dream and couldn't extricate himself.
Zhang Xuezhou.
Ren Shengsheng felt that his current state was very close to that of Zhang Xuezhou. They had extremely active minds and it was more difficult for them to break the status quo.
"The connection is not a similar experience, it is..."Heart Spell"!"
"Heart Mantra" has the effect of promoting and improving the "Spiritual Strengthening Chapter".
But mantras and spiritual strengthening are two methods of cultivation.
Ren continued to practice the "Heart Mantra" throughout his life to promote his own practice, but he never thought of incorporating the "Heart Mantra" into his own practice.
Firstly, the methods of cultivation are different, and secondly, it is difficult for him to integrate the contents of the two cultivation modes.
The most important reason is that the "Heart Mantra" is incomplete.
No one can take an incomplete set of cultivation theory and integrate it into his own main cultivation theory.
"The power of mental thought can be tempered into steel, and it will become the sharpest knife, but it is easy to break if it is too strong. "Heart Curse"..."Heart Curse"..."
Ren Shengsheng's thoughts were spinning, and he vaguely figured out a little bit of interrelated content, but he was shocked to find that he was short of time.
Advancement comes first, practice comes later.
When the advancement stops, the spiritual practice that continues to move forward will eventually cross over and lead to the point of collapse in his deduction.
"I can't fail!"
"impossible!"
"Absolutely impossible!"
He concentrated his mind and let out bursts of silent roars.
At this moment, Ren Sheng hoped that someone could slap him, even the noise of an alarm clock, or a harassing phone call.
Using the influence of the physical body to involve the nerves may allow one to significantly reduce the influence of thoughts.
That might allow him to get out of his own thoughts and away from the picture in front of him from which he derived countless concepts.
He watched helplessly as he began to approach the edge of consciousness collapse. When Ren Sheng's spirit was so tense that his subconscious began to go blank, he saw old dead vines appearing in the blank space, and seemed to hear a little sound.
"Bang bang bang!"
"professor?"
"Bang bang bang!"
"professor?"
…
It was a repeated knocking sound, and it was also an extremely familiar sound.
"Come in... come in!"
Ren Sheng forcefully controlled his body, a low cry coming from his throat.
But the knocks and shouts were still far away from him.
A door separates not just two people, but life and death.
(End of chapter)
