No wonder he is.
After all, slowing down the breathing rate and calming the body is essentially the same as sleeping... In other words, the so-called guidance technique is actually a kind of controllable deep sleep, which can quickly restore physical strength and guide people. It comes out of the energy that is already hidden in the body.
And when a person can grasp this kind of tranquility that is like a dream but not a dream, and can still control the body in this tranquility, grasp the rhythm of breathing, and add fuel to the furnace of his body, then he can be regarded as the true master of guidance.
"It's progressing really fast."
When he realized that Ian was really asleep and sleeping soundly, Hilliard was not only not annoyed, but instead clapped his hands in relief: "Only when the heart is quiet can one fall asleep in an instant... Children's minds are messy and their thoughts are racing, how can they say Just sleep?"
"Being able to sleep as soon as you want means that you have initially mastered your own body. Next, you will learn the guidance technique and grasp the rhythm of breathing. It is just a matter of course."
Children's minds may sound pure, but in fact they are just ignorant. Their thoughts are extremely messy. Sometimes they don't know what they are going to do. Their concept of self is actually very thin, and they cannot even perceive the fear of danger and death. This is why The reason why a child would not notice a horse-drawn carriage on the street, or even deliberately suddenly jump out from the side of the road.
Therefore, serious sublimation practice can generally be started after puberty has ended, the mind is stable, and there is no interference from hormones.
Only when a large family has a sufficiently outstanding inheritance and has enough mentors to guide the practice process can the time for practice be advanced.
Hilliard recalled his past. He began to embark on the road to ascension at the age of fourteen. He learned the guidance technique in ten days, which aroused the amazement of his mentor, father and everyone in the family.
Now, eight-year-old Ian may be able to master it in less than a week.
However, Hilliard felt that there was also a reason for Ian's awakening of psychic powers.
Psionics who practice Guidance mostly get twice the result with half the effort. After all, their power comes from the soul, and the same goes for Guidance, which is a skill from the same origin.
But even so, Ian's talent can at least be comparable to him... Maybe there is a little difference in physical fitness, but he did not awaken his psychic powers at the age of eight. Rounding off, it is indeed not much different.
"It's pretty light."
Hilliard picked up the sleeping Ian and brought him back to the house. Only then could he feel the difference between the children in the southern immigration area and the children in the imperial capital - the latter weighed at least one-third and five-quarters of the former.
He couldn't help but sigh: "There are still children in the empire who are hungry, and there are still people in the empire who don't have enough to eat."
"Our cause..."
Hilliard shook his head, then shut up.
He put Ian on the bed and covered him with blankets gently. The old knight walked out of the house and disappeared into the night.
A dreamless night.
When Ian woke up, he felt refreshed and comfortable.
"My brain feels refreshed... I feel much more comfortable even when my spiritual energy is running!"
The boy couldn't help but click his tongue in surprise. He had slept so well yesterday that he had never slept before. It could even be said to be the most comfortable sleep he had ever had in his memory.
Activate the precognitive vision and look around. The speed of the fog changing is indeed a little faster than before.
Try to remember last night.
Although he was asleep, Ian still felt a warm stream of heat gushing out from his heart, circulating back and forth throughout his body, as if permeating every cell, bone, tendon and internal organ... and his head seemed to be soaked in a comfortable bath. In the warm water, there is no suffocation at all, it is extremely relaxing and comfortable.
Unfortunately, this feeling didn't last long as he woke up.
And when I woke up, it was already the next morning.
"Deep sleep?"
Aware of the difference between subjective time and objective time, Ian pondered: "This guidance technique has just begun, and it can make people sleep well...not to mention that it can speed up the condensation of source matter. This alone is worth it to me. Go study hard.”
Getting a good night's sleep sounds simple, but actually how many people can only dream of it?
But obviously, this sleep also comes at a price. As soon as Ian stood up and took off the blanket, he felt a surge of hunger, as if he hadn't eaten for two days, and his chest was pressed against his back with hunger.
It seems that the breathing rhythm of the guidance technique and the subsequent deep sleep state will consume a lot of nutrients while warming the body.
At this moment, he smelled the aroma of fish soup coming from the hall.
"Are you awake? Go out and do some exercise. It's still too hot now."
He got up and came to the hall, and happened to see Hilliard coming up with a pot of stewed fish soup. He looked at Ian who had just woken up, and then said: "The wheat porridge is also cooked, wait. Please bring some fish soup to feed your brother, he is unwilling to let me feed him."
"……good!"
Ian could already smell the rich aroma, and the growling sound in his stomach was even louder, but he still gritted his teeth and agreed, turned around and went out, preparing to do some stretching exercises.
Hilliard followed him out of the room. He originally wanted to see how Ian would exercise himself, and then he would give instructions on some correct warm-up and exercise movements, so as to develop the other person's exercise habits bit by bit.
But he was surprised to find that Ian's warm-up and exercise were quite methodical.
Although it does not serve as a foundation for various fighting skills, and the training intensity is not enough, it is completely enough to stretch the body and activate the muscles and bones.
"There is always humanity and wisdom given by God. The truly chosen ones can develop their own martial arts and inheritance without being taught by others..."
He couldn't help but murmur in his heart, feeling very emotional: "I didn't believe it at first, after all, even I couldn't do it, but I didn't expect that I could actually meet one."
If Ian could hear the emotion in Hilliard's heart, he would definitely laugh in his heart.
Although genetic modification has become the norm on Earth, biological machines also require constant maintenance and operation to remain intact. Especially since his workplace is in the weightless environment of space, he must maintain exercise to avoid contracting space sickness.
This set of aerobics is indeed simple, but it also covers the most important parts of the body. It is the most advanced exercise method.
Since Ian already has his own training method, Hilliard is not in a hurry about this.
At this moment, he was observing Ian's exercise habits, taking note of the deficiencies in this exercise method, and preparing to complete them, and then use this as a basis to derive subsequent exercise plans.
"Go back and eat."
Twenty minutes passed before Hilliard called it quits.
When Ian, who was panting slightly, returned to the hall, the old knight had already served a large bowl of fish soup, which was the remaining ingredients from last night, without any waste.
Ian looked at it curiously and found that there were pieces of green wild vegetables in the bowl. They must have been picked by Hilliard from the forest last night. They had a peculiar fragrance and astringent taste, which was just right to relieve fatigue and refresh them.
Obviously, Hilliard's cooking skills are quite good. Ian ate without saying a word and did not look like he was gobbling up, but he quickly finished the bowl of fish soup in front of him.
"This has been stewed for a long time, right? And these wild vegetables..."
After eating, he put down his bowl and fork with satisfaction, and then Ian raised his head and looked at Hilliard doubtfully: "Teacher, are you awake?"
"I don't need to sleep. I sleep all the time."
Hilliard tapped his temples with his index finger: "My brain is half asleep and half awake. The second energy level can do it."
Not paying attention to Ian's thoughtful expression, he asked: "How is the progress of the source species?"
"There's already a little bit of context."
Ian nodded, he already understood the internal structure of the virtual source species.
After all, it is not complicated, it is even a bit like a simplified turbine engine, but what drives it is blood, or in other words, the 'source debris' contained in the blood.
When a person eats food, part of the energy contained in the food will become fragments of source matter and disperse into the blood throughout the body.
When the heart itself beats, it plays a role in pushing the blood, and the source seed absorbs the source matter debris that enters the heart along the blood, compresses it into high-density and high-pressure real source matter, stores it, and waits to be released when needed. , enhance physical strength, or condense and sublimate organs.
It is precisely because of this that the breathing guidance technique can encourage the 'turbocharged engine' of Yuan Zhong to accelerate.
And when a turbine engine is actually running, wouldn't it mean that there is no end to its inhalation and no end to its exhalation?
Although Ian has completely analyzed the structure of the source species, as long as the source material is almost accumulated, he can start to turn the virtual source species into a real source species.
But he didn't intend to be too shocking, he had to race the fastest, but he wanted to continue sensing, getting familiar with it, and making sure he could achieve perfection before concentrating.
After all, training is the same as repairing a spaceship. It cannot be rushed.
"If you encounter something you don't understand, you can come and ask me. If you plan to try something, tell me a day in advance. I will help you observe while you gather your energy."
Hilliard didn't think that the source seed could stump Ian. He nodded, patted Ian on the shoulder, and encouraged: "Exercise in the morning and practice guidance at night. You can decide the rest of the time. I believe in your self-control. "
"As for the potion, don't worry, that's the last step."
"Yes, I know."
Ian knows very well that nothing can be rushed.
Although after awakening spiritual energy, one's body seems to be much more powerful, but in essence it is just spiritual energy that stimulates the body's potential, which is a slow overdraft.
His body was quite weak and he still had the body of an eight-year-old child who had been abused for a long time and rarely had enough to eat.
After condensing the Source Seed, he needs to exercise for a period of time to improve his physical fitness so that he can gradually bear the load of the Guidance Technique and the drastic changes to his body caused by future potions.
After breakfast, Ian continued to exercise at home, while Hilliard went out disguised as Oceana.
In the eyes of outsiders, 'Osenna' was indeed seriously 'injured', but he was originally disabled and worked as a port clerk, so a few injuries on his body did not prevent him from writing.
What's more, the physical fitness of the Terran people is incredibly good. What seems to be a serious injury to Ian may be a little more serious than a lifted fingernail for the locals.
——Being stabbed twice? Wouldn't it be nice to apply some saliva on it?
It's no joke. Ian doubted that the Terran bodily fluids really had the ability to disinfect.
At this moment, at home, Ian is trying to master his psychic power, 'precognitive vision'.
After many attempts and verifications, two hours later, he had a deeper understanding of the 'Precognitive Vision'.
