Ronan was sitting on the stone steps, with his paginated notebook on his knees at a comfortable angle. Behind him, the classical auditorium only blocked half of the sunlight, and the lukewarm sunlight was spread side by side with the cool shadows.
He was right at the junction of light and shadow. Facing the slightly complicated light environment, his eyes were half-squinted. The focus coincided with the tip of the pen, and they were drawn together on the paper, showing neat glyphs one by one.
"The respiratory metabolism of heaven and earth is the pattern of heaven and earth; the respiratory metabolism of human body is the pattern of self. To make the tiny 'self pattern' play a role in the vast 'pattern of heaven and earth', we must not only work together to make it bigger, but also You can see how small it is. It was too rough and clumsy before..."
As he wrote this, he raised his head and looked across the flow of people outside the auditorium. During club activity time, the auditorium and the area near the South Bank embankment are undoubtedly one of the areas where students gather the most. Across multiple age groups, tall and small, beautiful men and women come and go, forming a dynamic picture.
If it were ten days ago, Ronan's observations would be turned into a sketch, capturing a few characters with special characteristics to form the typical characteristics of this place.
If it were three days ago, Ronan would try to distinguish everyone in his sight, including their faces, movements, clothing, relationships, etc., and classify them into categories to ensure precision and accuracy.
Currently, Ronan was sitting on the steps of the auditorium. With a quick glance, he selected ten people from the hundreds of people below the steps. These ten people are in different positions, some are male and some are female, and they are in different grades and clubs. In the next half minute, it was these ten people who passed Ronan one by one and entered the auditorium.
Compared to the others, these ten are all closest to Ronan, and even in order, there is almost no difference. It wasn't until the last two people that one of them answered the phone, and something went wrong.
"Not bad...80%."
Others can't see it, but Ronan himself knows that every time a person passes by, two meters away, the muscles on his body go through a process of tightening and relaxing, and the pores open and close accordingly. Make sure he jumps up and reacts when everyone gets close. The momentum was hidden, but the consumption was not small. When ten people passed by, he was sweating lightly and breathing slightly.
The physical exertion is so great, and the mental loss is even greater. The 80% accuracy rate is not achieved by luck. It is picked out one by one by observing the eye posture, step direction, and position of dozens or hundreds of people, from large to small, from the outside to the inside.
This is exactly what the master of the monastery said, "Take me as the master, and look after myself and others." He is not a dead thing like a camera, but a living person. Every time he glances at him, he must refer to himself to clarify key information and make judgments. Prioritize, anticipate, prepare, and react.
Therefore, the practice of "eye aperture" has never been about focusing on the eyes, but a systematic project that takes the eye aperture as the forerunner and integrates the mind, vitality, body, etc. It is a wonderful practice of "moving the whole body with one point".
It took Ronan nearly a week to understand it, and then another three days to consolidate it. On the tenth day, he was able to get started.
Looking back on the cultivation process, I really can’t bear to look back. This requires Ronan to maintain a high degree of sensitivity at all times, and no distractions or trances are allowed.
At first, when he couldn't accurately judge the priority of information, he just felt that his eyes were not fine enough, and he wished he could copy everything in his field of vision. It seems that this is not the case, and it cannot meet the standard of "hard work" as mentioned by the leader of the monastery. It means that you are concentrating all the time, torturing your mind, until your eyesight and brain power are completely drained. Looking back now, Ronan felt that his eyes were sore and swollen, and he reflexively wanted to shed tears, or simply lie down with his eyes closed and take a deep sleep, which was the most enjoyable thing in the world.
When Bai Xinyan saw Ronan like this, she completely canceled the Shuanghe Waterway training. According to her, Xiu Shen Yu's torture was more effective than any other consumption. By lighting the lamp and boiling the oil like this, Ronan was afraid that he would die before Dr. Clay, who kept delaying his trip, could reach Xia City.
Ronan now knew that he had taken a detour, but the master of the monastery said lightly that beginners should not be afraid of excessiveness. "If you want to achieve neutrality, know the edge first, and then increase or decrease the amount."
Well, Ronan remembers "measurement increases and decreases" throughout his life.
Ronan flipped the notebook forward to the paper-like soft screen side, opened the statistical form, and added the results of this exercise. Then he returned to the diary page and wrote down:
"On October 25, thousands of people completed the exercise, with an overall success rate of 722%. After the middle stage of group practice, the success rate was 556%; at the end of the practice, the success rate was 19%..."
After finishing the basic data analysis, Ronan closed his notebook, ignored the strange looks of passersby around him, took out a medicine bottle, put a drop of eye drops in each eye, and performed a facial massage.
The eye sockets were first filled with coolness, and then the heat evaporated instantly, and all the power of the medicine penetrated into the eyes, blending with the vitality and moisturizing the functions.
The potion is a secret recipe provided to him by the master of the temple, prepared by Brother Squidward, which can relieve eye fatigue. But then again, overusing his eyes is a sign of his clumsiness.
The human eye is a sophisticated and complex structure. Even if you search every position of the eye in anatomy, you will not find the existence of an "eye orifice".
The so-called eye orifice is actually a special structure formed by the interaction between the eye and its corresponding functions and the spiritual level. It is between virtuality and reality. Only here can the so-called "internal and external penetration, and aura of radiance" be achieved.
It is almost impossible for normal people to have "Eye Aperture". Only with a certain level of cultivation and interference on the spiritual and material levels can it be gradually built up, which is the same routine as the "Shield of Truth".
The Shield of Truth that Ronan experienced was a temporary building, but building the Eye Aperture now is equivalent to building a permanent facility.
Ronan already felt something.
His eyelids drooped, but he could feel a heavy pressure acting on them. The pressure comes from Gestalt, which is the impact of its power on the spiritual level on the physical form.
While other people practice "creating something out of nothing", Ronan is the only one who wants to "make mistakes and change things". Transfer the power trapped in the "my heart is like a prison" format to a controllable level.
After these days of exploration, Ronan felt that "imprisonment" was not entirely correct. It should be said that his soul power enters a processing production line, and it must complete the process and become a certain finished product before it can be rolled off the line.
This greatly limits the scope of use - it can be used to tie people up with chains, but it is difficult to use it to embroider.
If Ronan had to mobilize the "raw materials", he would have to break through the barrier of "my heart is like a prison". Doing this first would be a waste of time, and it would go on and on, and it would be inefficient.
Because of this, when doing the "Soul Power Activation" exercise at the "simulator" level of Lingbo.com, the effect is so bad.
But now that I am practicing "Eye Aperture", the intermittent supply is not unbearable. This kind of water-milling skill is supported and echoed by the material level at all times. It can be said that "a drop of water penetrates the stone". Even if only one drop is transferred every day, it will leave a mark if it is hit. If it is like this every day, it will be a depression that can store water. In this way, gradually Expand.
What's more, Ronan hasn't been that miserable yet.
Ronan's half-built "eye aperture" is like a pool that holds water, into which soul power trickles in. As long as it is carefully taken care of to prevent evaporation and leakage, it can become a pond, a lake, or a sea in the long run.
At this point, Ronan naturally understood the principle of collecting and storing without having to mention it to the master of the temple. He used seven points every day to hide three points. Seven points were used to exercise his eyesight and build structures, and three points were accumulated in it.
When he closed his eyes, it was like a ball rolling in his eye sockets. It seemed cold but not cold, warm but not hot. It was warm and cool. It was hard to describe how wonderful it was.
Later, a bright light seemed to light up in my head. It was still hazy at first, like a candle that was about to go out. But if I work hard every day, I will make progress every day.
There is also a name here, that is, "a lamp for the heart, a candle illuminating the nine secluded areas". The master of the monastery said that when the lamp of the heart is lowered and the internal organs are illuminated, it is considered that the eyesight is successful.
At this point, the "eye aperture" has indeed set up a platform and has an outline. It is no longer a mirage or the ravings of a madman.
As a result, Ronan didn't like to open his eyes, especially when he was alone. It was really good to open his eyelids and feel the warmth, coolness and dim light of the candle.
He was sitting here in silence, not seeing anyone, and not consciously sensing anything. However, the passersby who passed by him left vague traces on his body. When he was illuminated by the heart lamp, he stretched forward. The delay is revealed.
So criss-crossed, sometimes Ronan felt like he was like a spider, weaving an invisible web in this wonderful way. All living beings will touch him whenever they pass by, and he will react accordingly.
In contrast, the scope of observation at the spiritual level is larger and the level is deeper, but there is no such direct and pure reaction mechanism.
"……Um?"
Ronan suddenly slumped his shoulders, but it was still a step too late. He was held down by Xue Lei behind him, and the "spider web" feeling was instantly shattered - the insect was too big.
"Hey? Did you use telekinesis?"
"No." Ronan's reaction failed and he was a little depressed. He still squinted his eyes and replied angrily.
"Then you can see me coming from behind? The lamp of eyes and minds, illuminating oneself and others, has only been there for a few days! For beginners, the Tongqiao acupoint requires the melting of thoughts, the enlightenment of flesh and blood, and the foundation building for a hundred days... I used it back then Two months!”
Seeing Ronan's progress, even Xue Lei was a little jealous.
"This hasn't been successful yet, and I have the foundation..."
"Haha, the museum owner has said it before. Even if you have a deep foundation, you are mostly influenced by external dharma, and your body is weak. Understanding reason is easy, but it is more difficult than normal people to do it. Today is the 25th, within ten days, You saw the signs, you genius!”
"It's not that exaggerated. I can still borrow some strength."
Ronan has a "self-knowledge" about this that is difficult for others to understand. Coincidentally, at this moment, an electric chain suddenly passed through his mind, and it flashed away, but it stirred up his thoughts, and the lamp in his heart swayed, losing stability and harmony, and the light became brighter and brighter.
He frowned and missed it again.
The land of lakes and seas, even if it overflows a little, his small pond cannot contain it...
Before I could stop thinking, someone shouted at the bottom of the steps: "Nanzi, Leizi, it's time!"
Without looking too much, he knew that it was Xie Junping who came to pick him up. Ronan temporarily distracted himself, stood up, and walked down the steps side by side with Xue Lei and entered the car.
The sightseeing car circled outside the crowd and sped away.
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