"Teacher, uh... I may have failed again..."
"Why are you so sure?"
"When meditating, my vision goes dark. When I open my eyes, it's evening... Isn't this obviously a failure... I may have fallen asleep..."
Wei Curcuma sighed, this meditation was really physically dark.
"I have never seen anyone who can keep breathing so lightly and without any thoughts while sleeping."
Mo Daosang touched his chin.
"You said your vision went dark, that's probably the scenery in your heart."
"No, how can there be such a scenery? Others' hearts are as hot as fire, and their hearts are as calm as the ocean. But when I meditate, my eyesight goes dark, right?"
Wei Eshu, who had always been pretending to be good, finally couldn't hold back his complaints and jumped up from the grass like an angry rabbit.
"Don't be anxious...don't be anxious...I told you not to be anxious!"
Mo Daosang hit Wei Curcuma with a beer can, causing him to fall to the ground and then stopped.
"You must know your own physical condition better than anyone else."
"The perfect fusion of body and soul, and then the uncontrolled escape, this is the problem you face, but from another perspective, this is also a gift."
"How can ordinary people have such terrifying soul pressure as you, how can they have the chance to face the evil god's embryo?"
"Without soul pressure, it's understandable that your inner world would be dark during meditation."
"Evil God...?"
Wei Curcuma's pupils involuntarily dilated. This was the first time he heard such a name, and it seemed to reveal an ominous aura.
Mo Daosang glanced at Wei Curcuma and did not continue to explain, but continued.
"Meditation is black, so be black. What you have to do now is to maintain a meditative state all day long."
"? Darkness in front of your eyes around the clock?"
Wei Zeshu was a little confused, he didn't understand what this meant at all.
“It’s not that you keep your eyes closed all the time as you think, but that you can instantly enter a meditative state no matter where you are, no matter what situation you encounter.”
"Meditation can help you understand your own mental state to the greatest extent, confirm the remaining soul pressure, and various parameters. It is also the most basic means of restoring soul pressure."
Wei Curcuma was a little stunned on the spot.
"...Is this something humans can do?"
Try meditating on your own. In a quiet late night or early morning, you need to adjust your breathing for more than ten minutes to ensure that there is no interference from external factors, and then gradually eliminate distracting thoughts in your mind. It takes almost an hour to reach the depth of meditation in a trance, and this state is still It is not very stable and will break down if there is even a slight external influence.
"Of course you can do it, but there's a big difference between whether you can do it or not."
"...I concentrated on it, and I could barely reach it in a quiet situation. Now I have to enter anytime and anywhere..."
"There are some people who can do it, anytime, anywhere, under any circumstances, and even in the gaps between battles, they can instantly enter a meditative state. This was the basis for suppressing abnormal people in the past."
Wei Curcuma could not help but feel a little dazed, this sounded like a fantasy.
But since someone can do it, it means that it is not a completely empty theory, and you can try it yourself!
His biggest advantage is that he has a good attitude. If he hits two shots first, he will sit down on the spot and try to enter a meditative state.
Mo Daosang was stunned for a moment by his just-do-it-said attitude, and then nodded appreciatively.
"When you can do this, you have already achieved the first step in the daily routine of those with great supernatural powers."
"The benefits are endless, especially in your state."
He was thinking this in his heart, but he showed no mercy with his hand movements. He directly hit Wei Curcuma's head with a knife. He was trying to enter a meditative state. In an extremely unstable situation, Wei Curcuma was stimulated by the outside world. He fell out of a vague state, feeling a little confused in his mind.
"If you break away after a little stimulation, you still have a long way to go. Start over."
"good!"
Wei Curcuma gritted his teeth, actually closed his eyes and continued to try.
Mo Daosang is right. Being able to enter deep meditation anytime and anywhere is indeed the basis for suppressing abnormal people. However, this basis is only for first-class people with great supernatural powers.
I wonder if Wei Curcuma knew that such a perverted request was directly aimed at the daily status of a first-class magical power user, could he still maintain such a good attitude?
"I guess even if he knew, he wouldn't give up."
Mo Daosang looked at Wei Curcuma whose breathing gradually stabilized, and couldn't help but reveal a smile.
He watched Wei Curcuma gradually enter a state of lightness of mind. Perhaps Wei Curcuma himself didn't notice that in just over a day, the time he spent in meditation this time was already more than ten times shorter than at the beginning.
Mo Daosang went up and kicked Wei Curcuma in the abdomen. He was obviously shaking, but he would rather be kicked down than break away from meditation.
"Can you still hold on?"
It is naturally extremely difficult to ask a new student who has not yet entered the stream, or has only been exposed to this world for a few months, with the requirements of the first-class, so Wei Curcuma's achievement was also extremely difficult.
But Mo Daosang was not prepared to show any mercy or let go.
Because he also knows Wei Curcuma's physical condition, the gradual loss of his soul, and his cruel fate. He will not show mercy just because you are a newcomer.
Just like Wei Curcuma's first mission before, abnormality will not only appear in a step-by-step manner just because you are E-level or D-level!
Mo Daosang kicked Wei Curse down hard and kicked him in the chest.
Although he didn't use soul pressure to strengthen it, this kick was really unclear.
"Hey, don't hold on, wake up!"
"..."
To Mo Daosang's expectation, Wei Curshu, a freshman who had attracted much attention in the north and had always been in a strong position in the archives, did not break away from meditation angrily in the face of such an almost humiliating beating.
He actually lay directly on the ground like a dog, holding his head with one hand, and covering vulnerable parts such as his balls with the other hand. His whole body was arched like a prawn, and his legs were folded to chest.
Yes, he had no dignity. In order not to be forced out of meditation, he rolled up his body directly and continued to meditate while maintaining such an ugly posture!
For a moment, Mo Daosang was unable to make a move when faced with Wei Curcuma who simply gave up his dignity and chose to shrink into a ball.
"...."
Especially when he saw him covering his head with one hand and covering his crotch with the other, it made him almost laugh out loud.
This was the first time he had encountered a student who was so stubborn yet so obedient, so determined yet so strange.
It can be seen from his resume and daily interactions in the past few days that Wei Zeshu is very smart and calm, and can always analyze the most critical information. But beneath such a smart and calm surface, there seems to be something unusual that makes him choose the craziest and most desperate option.
Sounds like some kind of mental illness.
But psychosis is good!
Mo Daosang has seen many outstanding juniors and many outstanding young people, but in the process of fighting against anomalies, those geniuses will gradually fall.
What is the existence that can really make Abnormal fearful? Are you a calm person? Is he a strong person? Is he a genius?
None of them. There is only one kind of person who can really scare and frighten abnormal people, and that is abnormal people.
There is a missing string in the brain that prevents Anomaly from guessing what he will do next. Only in this way can people continue to become stronger and survive in the face of Abnormal's madness.
