"Ahem, owner"
Xue Lei on the other side was a little flustered. He knew what Ronan was obsessed with. In conventional terms, when it comes to "Format Theory", that is "Reverse Scale"! He was really afraid that Ronan would get angry and turn around and leave. I want to work hard to save the situation, and I hope Xiu Shenyu won't speak too harshly and at least leave room for change.
Unfortunately, the transmission of glances in the darkness was blocked, and even if it was transmitted, with Xiu Shen Yu's temperament, the possibility of changing his words was almost impossible.
The Tai Chi ball was still spinning endlessly in the bowl, and with the grinding sound, the luminous pattern on it gradually became clearer. Xiu Shen Yu turned his eyes away and had no intention of speaking again.
As for Ronan, the end of his sight was fixed on Xiu Shen Yu's face, and it had been like this ever since he said "Without a doubt." But there was no next move. He just stood there like a stone statue, even breathing was blocked.
Xue Lei looked to the left and to the right, but in the end there was nothing he could do. He could only lower his head and pray secretly, hoping that God would open his eyes and never cause trouble.
In the empty room, there was only a rolling Tai Chi ball, rolling from one heart to another.
After an unknown amount of time, Ronan, who was stiff all over, suddenly took a step forward, raised one hand, broke through the invisible stone layer, and reached out to press on the rolling Tai Chi ball. The metal sphere rubbed against the palm of the hand, and due to the uneven force exerted by the outside world, it jumped twice and almost flipped over. It finally stabilized and swayed back and forth in the bowl holder. As for the luminous patterns, they disappeared naturally.
Xiu Shen Yu frowned and raised his eyes to meet Ronan's eyes.
Hey, the owner doesn’t like others to disturb him when he’s playing with the Tai Chi ball!
Next to him, Xue Lei's heart was beating wildly, and he felt like crying without tears at the situation in front of him. A few days ago, when he suggested that Ronan come to the gym to learn the art of breathing and breathing, he never thought that this would be the case!
But what happened next was not as pessimistic as Xue Lei imagined.
Ronan was not angry because of being accused of "Format Theory", and the Tai Chi ball stopped spinning, and Xiu Shen Yu was not angry either. When the monotonous voice that shook people's hearts disappeared, Ronan's whisper became clearer:
"Master of the monastery, the flaws in my method are just because it doesn't take into account the physical form, isn't it?"
"I don't think that's 'your way'."
Xiu Shen Yu also stretched out his hand, pressed it on the Tai Chi ball, and made similar emphasis for the second time. Again, it was still hard for Ronan to accept this statement.
At this time, both of their palms were pressing the Tai Chi ball. The metal ball became increasingly quiet and could not move. In this subtle "wrestling", Xiu Shen Yu slowly replied:
"The right way to practice in this world should be from the inside to the outside, from me to others. The water flows according to the mountains, the energy moves according to the body shape, and the charm is in it. If there are thousands of phenomena outside the body, what does it have to do with 'me'?"
Hearing the pronouns "you, me and me" made Xue Lei dizzy, but Luonan could understand every word. Not only was it personally relevant, but what Xiu Shen Yu said also involved a concept he was most familiar with:
"I!"
Why does it sound so ironic now?
In the sixteen-character formula recorded on the title page of Grandpa's notebook, at the beginning of each section is the word "I": My heart is like a prison, my heart is like a furnace; my heart is called a mirror, and my heart is called a country.
Isn't "Format Theory" rooted in "I"? How could it not be?
It was for this reason that he blurted out his retort: "No, when I practice, I always take 'I' as the axis!"
"What do you use to identify 'me'?"
Xiu Shen Yu did not give Ronan a chance to continue his explanation, and directly penetrated his last line of defense: "The 'I' of cultivation has a physical structure, the movement of Qi and blood, and changes in movement and stillness. It must exhaust the physical nature, lest it is not complete. This is the only way to ensure that there will be no mistakes in each step, but you failed to do it."
Ronan stopped speaking and listened silently.
"With pure consciousness as a reference, there is no material basis at all, and it is natural to make mistakes. For other people, the body and soul are imbalanced to a certain extent, and they are restrained by each other, and it will be difficult to move. But where you are, the iceberg is majestic, expanding layer by layer, without any Any sign of restriction.”
When Xiu Shen Yu said this, he didn't go any further, but his meaning was clear: no matter how grand and powerful the spiritual structure is, if its core mechanism of increase, decrease, and change cannot be linked to me, how can it be said to be yours?
Ronan lowered his eyebrows and stared at the Tai Chi ball in front of him, a little distracted.
Seeing that the room was about to enter a state of silence again, Xue Lei couldn't bear it anymore: "If there is such a problem, it must be adjusted, owner. This can be adjusted, right?"
Xue Lei's choice of words was very particular, but Xiu Shen Yu's response was very straightforward: "I can't use foreign methods. It's not too late to start a new one and return to the right path."
Ronan raised his head when he heard the sound and looked directly at Xiu Shen Yu, his face expressionless.
Seeing that the situation was not good, Xue Lei hurriedly took a step forward and grabbed Ronan's right arm: "We can think about this more."
Ronan knew what Xue Lei was nervous about, but he was not actually angry. He just thought of his grandfather.
Probably because Xiu Shen Yu's skinny figure is somewhat similar to his grandfather. Ronan's thoughts drifted to the nursing center, where the crazy old man was tortured to the point of being inhuman form, and his life was about to come to an end.
What caused all this? Ronan is not a doctor and cannot make an accurate judgment. However, there is an obvious fact:
The previously confirmed reason of "receiving anger and irritation" is meaningless in improving the elderly's illness; conversely, if Ronan acknowledges the shortcomings of the "format theory" and can make corrections on this basis, the positive effect is likely to be Instant results!
At this moment, Ronan was in a daze, his thoughts changing as fast as lightning, but it was never a simple process.
The undercurrent of conceptual subversion stirs up the sand in my heart. For more than five years, the hard work and obsession of refining medicine and taking medicine day and night are swaying at this moment, inexplicably cut into the outline of the "gear" under the sunset, and the empty tree house across the lake.
Ronan couldn't understand his emotions for a while, but he was determined. He took a deep breath, forgot about the entanglement of "flaw or not", took a step back, then faced Xiu Shen Yu, and bowed heavily:
"The 'Format Theory' I practice is my grandfather's life-long effort, and I will not give it up no matter what. If the owner of the museum can help me repair the flaws and correct the mistakes, I will never forget this kindness!"
Xiu Shen Yu seemed to be startled for a moment, and then shook his head: "You are willing to be controlled by the law, and you want to be 'imprisoned' but you can't get it."
Ronan just looked at him: "Is that okay?"
Xiu Shen Yu answered normally: "I'm not proficient in visualization and the like. I only have stupid methods of practicing martial arts and refining qi. I can't deal with the so-called flaws and mistakes in your formula theory. At most, I can help you strengthen your body and make your body better." It’s more tolerant and gives you room to adjust your experiments.”
"That's enough." Ronan said firmly.
Xiu Shen Yu didn't say much: "Then be prepared to endure hardship."
