Bufan got up at dawn the next day. At the moment when the sun just emerged, he knocked on the door of Teacher Raphael's house.
The door opened, revealing Tilix's head.
"Hi, good morning, little Tilly, is Teacher Raphael at home?"
"Master is out."
"Going out? So early!" The little girl's words startled Bufan. She was reminded by the teacher to come to special training, but was ignored by the other party?
"Then do you know where he went?"
"bamboo forest."
"Bamboo forest? Oh, that's where it is!" Bufan crossed his fists and said with sudden realization.
"I misunderstood him!"
The teacher's behavior touched Bufan's heartstrings, and he felt a little guilty inside.
"Well, little Tilly, I have to rush there immediately to avoid keeping the teacher waiting."
"Wait long?"
"Yes, it's not the student's fault to ask the teacher to wait there. Oh, little Tilly, when did the teacher leave?"
"last night."
"Huh? Last night? Did he go there to watch the stars?"
Tilix paused for a while and then said, "Master said the bed at home is too soft and makes you feel like sleeping on a rock."
Bed too soft?
Teacher Raphael’s behavior is a bit too unusual.
However, knowing the teacher's position, Bufan stopped thinking deeply and immediately said hello to Xiao Tili and ran to the bamboo forest...
In the green bamboo forest, there is a large round stone, and on the stone, there is a man lying on it, sleeping soundly. Looking at his sleeping appearance, it is extremely inelegant. The liquid slowly flowed down from the corners of the slightly opened mouth, and then flowed through the stone to form a line of saliva that looked like lines.
Suddenly, the sleeping man opened his eyes, sat up, yawned, rubbed his eyes, and sat upright on the stone.
Not long after, a boy appeared in the bamboo forest. When he looked closer, he saw that he was Bufan. When he saw the back of the man on the stone, his eyes lit up and he shouted: "Good morning, teacher!"
The man sitting on the stone is obviously Raphael.
He hummed without turning around, and his majestic voice sounded in the bamboo forest.
"Bufan, the day's plan starts in the morning. You can't relax. You know, teacher, I came here before dawn."
"Uh, okay, I understand, teacher."
Bufan really couldn't refute what the teacher said. Those who came at night were indeed here before dawn. There was nothing wrong with this statement!
After hearing Bufan's sincere confession, Raphael turned around with satisfaction.
"Hey, Bufan, you actually advanced?"
"Haha, luck, luck."
"Can you tell me something?"
Bufan immediately told the teacher what happened yesterday.
"So this is what it looks like? Is it anger?" Raphael muttered softly.
"Okay, now that you have been promoted, Bufan, today's teaching content will also have to be adjusted. I guess your mind is no longer half-finished."
"Um, yes, teacher."
"That's good, your mind's eye has actually formed, so you should practice your mind's eye ability well, come with me."
After saying that, he jumped off the stone and walked along the path deep into the bamboo forest.
Bufan took one look and followed immediately.
Along the way, there were more and more bamboos. The further we went, the narrower the road became and the surrounding scenery became darker and darker.
Raphael who was walking in front finally stopped, and Bufan who was following behind him also stopped when he saw this.
"Okay, let's stay here!" Raphael turned around and said to Bufan: "Bufan, close your eyes and open your mind!"
"Teacher, why do you close your eyes?"
"Because the mind's eye and the eyes complement each other, and if you want to exercise your mind's eye, the eyes will become interference. Close your eyes, rely on your own mind's eye to judge, rely on your own mind's eye to experience, and only in this way will you make progress."
"Okay, teacher." What the teacher said sounded reasonable. Bufan responded, closed his eyes, and immersed himself in his heart, and then a faint ripple spread out.
He 'saw' the teacher and 'saw' the bamboo forest, but it was vague and hazy, everything looked like flowers in the moonlight in the mirror.
Suddenly, in the mind's eye, the teacher began to move, and the other person's movements were like pictures, frame by frame. One moment he was still walking, and the next moment he stretched out his right hand and patted his shoulder.
Bufan was about to react, but the touch on his shoulder told him that the teacher had touched his shoulder.
At the same time, the heart's eye also updated this picture.
"How's it going? How do you feel?" At this time, the teacher's voice reached his ears.
"Well, the picture keeps changing. It's so uncomfortable."
"Oh, what about this?" Suddenly, the teacher hit him with a stick.
At this moment, Feifan's hair stood up as he felt dangerous.
In my mind's eye, the teacher's stick became clear, but in contrast, nothing could be sensed around me.
After seeing the teacher's attack, Bufanti stepped back and avoided the wooden stick.
But then a gust of wind blew across his cheek, and before he could react, he was immediately hit on the left shoulder.
"Ouch! It hurts!"
Teacher, be serious!
Bufan gritted his teeth and rubbed his shoulders. The teacher was really merciless!
"Okay, you can open your eyes now."
Bufan opened his eyes and saw the teacher holding a rope and gesturing towards the bamboos.
"Your mind's eye has taken shape, but it's still too rough to use. It doesn't feel like your mind is moving at will."
"Then how do I improve?"
"Improvement, well, those are the ones that are just right." Raphael nodded, and then threw the end of the rope out. The flying rope wrapped around one bamboo after another like a spiritual snake, and finally wrapped around the bamboos. On the tip of a bamboo.
Then Raphael followed the same example and threw 6 ropes in a row.
"Now, just rely on these six ropes."
"What? Six ropes?" Bufan stared blankly at the rope in the teacher's hand, wondering what the teacher was going to do?
"Hey, watch it!" Raphael didn't explain, and pulled hard on one of the six ropes. After a tremor in the bamboo forest, a bamboo hit Bufan at a fast speed.
There was a 'pop', and before Bufan could react, the bamboo struck a shallow whip mark on the ground in front of him.
"Um, teacher, are you thinking this?" Seeing the power of the bamboo blow, Bufan couldn't help but swallowed his saliva.
"Look what you said, your teacher, am I like this?" Seeing Bufan's doubtful eyes, Raphael said with an upright face.
"Oh." Bufan felt relieved now.
"Okay, let's stand where the bamboo struck just now."
"What……"
