How can you ascend to heaven when you are a star?

Chapter 40 Zhang's Meditation
"follow me."

Zhang Wen took out the key and opened the door, and bursts of fragrance wafted out from inside.

That's the smell of sandalwood.

Recently, more than a thousand incense sticks are burned every day to worship my great-grandfather, so the training center has gradually been permeated with the aroma of incense. Not only does it not feel out of place, but it gives people a feeling of tranquility and far-reachingness, just like a Taoist temple in the mountains, which is inconspicuous but has an indescribable charm.

A deity makes a mountain, not its altitude.

This is the training center where the immortals are in charge.

Tang Yi followed cautiously. The corridor was narrow and dimly lit. There was an indescribable smell in the air, but it also had a solemn and ancient sense of mystery, like a passage to another world.

She was a little nervous at first, but when she saw the broad and determined figure in front of her, she felt an inexplicable sense of peace in her heart, as if she didn't have to worry even if the sky fell.

Zhang Wen came to the office and stopped suddenly the moment he grasped the door handle.

He turned his head, his eyes fell on the girl's face, and asked seriously, "Have you really thought it through? It's not too late to regret it now."

After hearing this, Tang Yi thought about the four years of hard work, the pain of being tortured by anxiety, and her own dreams. Finally, she met his gaze and said with courage, "I've made up my mind. I won't regret it."

Zhang Wen nodded and pushed the door open and walked into the office.

Tang Yi followed in obediently, looking around curiously.

The house has a simple layout, old furnishings, and the decoration is also in the style of more than ten years ago.

However, when she saw the square tripod by the wall, she was shocked.

My first reaction was: It’s so big.

Bigger than a desk.

There is a thick layer of incense ash inside, which looks like it is very popular. I feel like I have entered a Taoist temple.

A portrait of a person is hung above the square tripod, with four words written on the side: Wenquxingjun.

"bring it on!"

Zhang Wen handed the girl 99 sticks of sandalwood and said, "After you pay your respects, you will be my student."

When he left in the morning, he was still worried about not being able to offer incense to his great-grandfather today. He didn't expect that someone would come to his door so soon.

Sure enough, if you keep thinking about it, there will be a response.

Tang Yi opened her eyes wide in surprise. This was her first time burning incense, and also her first time burning so many incense sticks.

Could it be that the tripod is so big that the smaller one can’t fit in it at all?

"Teacher, is there anything else to say?" Tang Yi asked.

"Just say whatever you want to say, feel free to do so." Zhang Wen said.

Tang Yi stood before the square tripod, looking at the portrait of Wenquxingjun, and prayed devoutly, "Please bless me to overcome my anxiety and recover my health soon..."

After saying this, he kowtowed and burned incense.

Incense +99.

Ever since people knew that each person could offer 99 incense sticks every day, the number of incense sticks has increased rapidly by 99+, and now it has exceeded seven thousand.

The exchange for the Whip of Enlightenment is just around the corner.

Zhang Wen took Tang Yi to the next classroom, and the private lesson officially began.

"Anxiety is a psychological disorder caused by yourself. You always have random thoughts, which makes you worry and fear, and you can't focus on doing one thing at all. This is also an important reason why you encounter bottlenecks."

Tang Yi nodded as he listened.

Since she developed anxiety, she often couldn't control her thoughts. Not only did she make frequent mistakes during practice, but she also often fell into self-denial.

Under its influence, let alone making progress, one cannot even perform at a normal level.

She has tried many methods, including taking medicine, hypnosis, relaxing, exercising, and learning to play chess to divert her attention. However, not only did the condition not improve, but it became worse. The initial mild anxiety has developed into moderate anxiety, which not only affects her career but also her daily life.

If she continued like this, she felt that she would go crazy sooner or later.

"Therefore, what you need most right now is not nutrition or medicine, but peace of mind. Only by calming your mind can you find yourself, understand yourself, and break through yourself."

Zhang Wen spoke very seriously, and with his honest face, no one would doubt what he said.

"But teacher, I can't do it." Tang Yi said frustratedly.

"I know you can't do it, but don't you have me here? I've devoted myself to this for many years, and after countless attempts, I've developed a very effective meditation method. It's called Zhang-style meditation!"

"Zhang's Meditation?" Tang Yi blinked in confusion. Although he didn't understand it, it sounded very mysterious.

"Yes, Zhang's Meditation." Zhang Wen nodded. "This is a meditation method I created. As long as you follow my instructions, it won't be long before you can get rid of your anxiety disorder."

After hearing this, Tang Yi immediately cheered up. As long as her anxiety disorder could be cured, she would do it without hesitation even if it meant going through fire and water.

Zhang Wen saw that the woman was ready, so he said, "Come, do it with me."

"Keep your feet together, keep your head and chest high..." "Close your eyes, feel your breath, inhale, exhale..."

It is still the original recipe and the familiar taste, but the name has been changed. "Zhang's" is added in front of "Meditation" to distinguish it from other meditations.

Tang Yi did what she heard, even though her mind was very confused, she kept trying and working hard.

She has regarded Teacher Zhang as her life-saving straw and placed all her hopes on him.

If she still cannot overcome her anxiety this time, she may end up having to quit the company.

Zhang Wen tiptoed towards Tang Yi. The other party had a frown on his face and pursed his lips. He looked very painful, as if he was having a nightmare.

But he clearly remembered that Qiao Shuxin and others did not have this expression when they were meditating.

Is it because of anxiety?
The worry spirit is just a primary negative personality derivative, while the anxiety monster is an intermediate negative personality derivative evolved from the worry spirit.

When it comes to the impact on the body, anxiety is definitely the bigger problem.

The anxiety monster in Tang Yi's body has grown to the size of a watermelon, and the torture he is suffering can be imagined.

Zhang Wen summoned the Ruler of Discipline. Perhaps it was because he felt the power of the magic weapon, but tears welled up in the anxious monster's bean-sized eyes, filled with fear and uneasiness.

It's hard to imagine that such small eyes can express so much emotion.

He still remembered how when he dealt with the worry spirit, that thing had no expression at all, like a fool, and only made strange whimpering sounds when it was beaten.

"I'm a human, you're a monster. We're humans and monsters on different paths. There's no point in you pretending to be pitiful."

Zhang Wen raised the ruler high and hit it 10 times in a row.

"Clap clap clap!"

The ruler hit the anxious monster's face, or maybe it was on its butt, and it actually caused Zhang Wenhu's mouth to hurt. When the ten consecutive hits were over, he felt his entire arm was sore and numb.

More importantly, the anxiety monster didn’t get any smaller!
Or maybe it becomes smaller, but is not visible to the naked eye.

Zhang Wen was extremely shocked. Although he thought that the anxiety monster was difficult to deal with, he didn't expect it to be so resistant.

If he had not just eliminated the spirit of worry yesterday, he would even suspect that the ruler in his hand was a high-end imitation of a certain Tian.

He couldn't help but think of the first time he dealt with the worry spirit. Nothing changed after he pulled it out, and the situation was exactly the same as now.

Does it mean that as the monster evolves, the number of hits will also increase?
Thinking of this, he took a deep breath and beat the anxiety monster violently again.

20 consecutive draws...

30 consecutive draws...

40 consecutive draws...

98, 99, 100...

When the hundredth pull fell, the Anxiety Monster shook its round body and finally shrank a little, but only a little.

Although it is visible to the naked eye, it is really hard to notice if you don't keep staring at it.

After all, it is impossible to tell which is heavier, a 20-pound watermelon or a 20-pound watermelon, just by looking at the outside.

Zhang Wen took a few steps back and leaned against the wall, his arms shaking constantly. His arms had never shaken like this before, even when he was laying tiles on the construction site.

100 draws?

Zhang Wen rubbed his trembling arms, feeling extremely complicated.

I thought I could easily deal with it with the magic weapon, but I didn't expect it to be so difficult to deal with. Judging from the extent to which the anxiety monster has just become smaller, it will take tens of thousands of draws to deal with it.

Too perverted.

Just when Zhang Wen was feeling depressed, he suddenly noticed a change in Tang Yi.

I saw that the pain on the other person's face faded a lot, and the frown on his face relaxed a little.

Oh?
Zhang Wen's hunched back straightened immediately, and his eyes lit up again. The sense of accomplishment in curing diseases and saving lives made him even more excited.

He is not afraid of hardship or fatigue, but he is afraid that his efforts will not be rewarded.

Now that I see the 'reward', my arms no longer feel sore.

Pump, keep pumping.

It takes 36,000 hammers to smash a Zhangqiu iron pot, so what does it matter if he whips it tens of thousands of times?
Thinking of this, he returned to Tang Yi's side, picked up the ruler and hit the anxious monster with it.

"You're not allowed to act pitiful!"

"Let you torture people!"

"Ouch, I have a cramp."

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(End of this chapter)