From Under One Person: Sincere Journey Through the Heavens

thereafter.

Jiang Liu and Zhang Chulan headed towards the town.

Liu Wukui followed closely behind.

As fellow individuals with the same "child spirit destiny," Liu Wu Kui developed a great curiosity about Jiang Liu, and even wanted to become his disciple.

But Jiang Liu refused.

reason?

Those born with a "child spirit" destiny are born with it. All those who awaken to this destiny will have their own path. The only thing they need to do is to calm down and learn knowledge, whether it is traditional Chinese medicine theory, modern science, or the philosophy of cultivation contained in Taoist scriptures and Buddhist scrolls. These are all key to the growth of this type of person.

Life-long learning.

Therefore, Jiang Liu can guide any extraordinary person in their cultivation, but he doesn't want to influence those with the same destiny as him too much. This is because the talents of these innate awakeners are truly exceptional, so he prefers that they can forge their own path rather than keeping them by his side as protectors.

Without him.

Although others with the "child spirit" destiny are not as special as Jiang Liu, the self-growth and independence they possess mean that they don't need to spend as much time on tedious, mundane tasks as ordinary extraordinary people, allowing them to use more of their free time to enrich themselves.

Jiang Liu also has the idea of ​​studying the method of cultivating a child's destiny after birth, and now he has some ideas about it—it lies in the mind.

Those born with a "child spirit" destiny have a congenitally altered brain that carries their soul, resulting in a more developed function in a certain area compared to ordinary people.

To cultivate a childlike destiny, one must first condense one's thoughts into spirit and use that spirit to guide the brain. Only then can the brain undergo a certain degree of transformation to maintain and support the development of the mind. Once the spirit is over-consumed, the mind will collapse and cease to exist.

Gao Huan's acquired child-child destiny, Banajiem, is likely due to the fact that the effects of her own cultivation method are not universal and therefore not advisable.

Jiang Liu had a premonition that the power maintaining his mental landscape, which had been open since the awakening of his innate superpower, was the power of his mind.

Only the power of the mind can unleash boundless strength to sustain the eternal openness of the mind.

But Jiang Liu doesn't believe that he has elevated his spirit to the level of his soul.

Furthermore, in his philosophy, the seven stages of feeling—memory, memory giving birth to thought, thought becoming consciousness, consciousness giving birth to ideas, ideas revitalizing spirit, spirit elevating the mind, and the mind mastering the primordial spirit—are not only gradual steps but also a constantly growing sapling. It is not that feeling becomes useless after it is sublimated into the mind; rather, it remains the foundation for continuously providing a source of spiritual power.

Only spiritual power can sustain a state of mind that is eternal. However, Jiang Liu has not yet truly elevated his spirit to the level of his mind. This cannot be achieved solely through cultivation techniques; it requires continuous learning of knowledge and understanding of life.

Having lived two lifetimes—

Even though he has unwavering faith in this life and has gathered a bit of sincere spiritual light, though it is mysterious, it is not the light of the soul, and he cannot maintain the existence of this state of mind for long.

Looking back, what I've experienced... is more than just two lifetimes.

Recalling Liu Quan's words from Ping Mountain, Jiang Liu immediately cut off the thought, controlled his consciousness and suppressed his desires, making his primordial spirit clear. He thought to himself, "As the ancients said, 'There's always a way out when you reach the mountain.' Once I truly reach the stage of refining the Golden Elixir and the Sacred Embryo, I will understand everything!"

With this thought in mind, Jiang Liu returned to the present moment and said to Liu Wu Kui, who was pleading with him, "Do you really want to become my disciple?"

"Mmmmmmm!"

Liu Wu Kui nodded repeatedly, like a chicken pecking at rice, which was quite endearing.

Seeing this, Jiang Liu smiled and said, "Then after this matter is over, you can go to school through the arrangements of Na Du Tong. When you become a national-level scientific researcher, that's when I'll take you as my apprentice."

"Isn't it?"

Upon hearing this, Liu Wu Kui shuddered.

Should she be encouraged to study?

They want her to become a researcher?

But her favorite thing to do is fight!

"Can't do it?" Jiang Liu asked with a smile. "I gave you the chance, but you seem unable to seize it?"

"Humph!"

Liu Wu Kui was just as stubborn. He gritted his teeth and retorted, "Just you wait! I'll make you call me your apprentice!"

Boom!

Jiang Liu punched him, scolding, "Kids shouldn't call themselves 'old lady,' it's impolite."

"What the heck! You're not even my master yet!"

Liu Wu Kui was all bared and claws, but Jiang Liu held his head down, and no matter how hard he threw punches, he couldn't touch Jiang Liu. Even if he wanted to raise his Qi and unleash the "Five Directions Revealing Truth" technique, it wouldn't work.

Besides Jiang Liu's formidable cultivation, he also understands the reason for the Five Directions of the Heavenly Kings. The Heavenly Kings of the Five Directions mean "going to". These Five Directions of the Heavenly Kings also correspond to the five elements in the body. They spontaneously circulate the five elements' Qi and interact with the heaven and earth in the human body. Therefore, although Liu Wu Kui is a loli, her life force is quite strong.

However, if the flow of the five elements of Qi within a person's body through the meridians is blocked, then their cultivation level will naturally be completely unleashed.

"I really envy you, Brother Jiang, you can get along with anyone." Zhang Chulan sighed.

"Aren't you the same?"

Jiang Liu chuckled and asked in return.

Zhang Chulan was speechless, but he knew that his "getting along" with others was different from Jiang Liu's. His was just social etiquette, superficial, while Jiang Liu... probably treated others with sincerity.

Jiang Liu was aware of Zhang Chulan's situation, so he didn't say much. However, having received the benefits of the Qi Source Flow from him, he felt he needed to repay the favor. So he said, "The Source Flow nourishes the roots of heaven and earth, cultivates the mind and nature to understand the Great Dao. Don't be impatient for quick results, and don't overwork yourself. Compared to Ma Xianhong's problem, yours is not much worse, or even more serious. Relax more, have more fun, and enjoy yourself more, otherwise you'll end up with nothing."

Zhang Chulan's mouth twitched, and he said, "Brother Jiang, I didn't think too much about it, really! It's more real than real gold!"

"That's hard to say."

Jiang Liu chuckled and said no more.

"I can tell from Zhang Chulan's face that he's a cunning little thief!" Liu Wu Kui echoed Jiang Liu in a serious tone.

Boom!

Liu Wu Kui was in so much pain that tears streamed down his face.

no doubt.

She got punched by Jiang Liu again...

···

Within the town.

In the shopping mall.

In the arcade, Ma Xianhong, who hadn't slept all night, stared at the "GAME-OVER" message on the screen, gritting his teeth and cursing, "Damn it! This machine is definitely faulty!"

"If you're bad, practice more. If you can't handle losing, don't play!" A young man dressed in a slick manner couldn't help but mock Ma Xianhong when he saw him like this.

"Oh shit!"

Enraged, Ma Xianhong grabbed the young man by the collar, lifted him up, and yelled, "You fucking want to fight?"

"Big...Big Brother! Spare me! I was just saying, please don't do this, I'm scared—" This young man was just an ordinary person. Seeing that his feet were off the ground, he knew that Ma Xianhong was not someone to be trifled with, so he hurriedly begged for mercy, not daring to joke with his own life.

"roll!"

Ma Xianhong put the young man down and continued staring at the screen.

The young man panicked and ran out, just in time to brush past Jiang Liu and the others.

Jiang Liu glanced back at the young man, then walked over to Ma Xianhong and asked, "Looks like you really didn't sleep all night. You're really working hard."

Ma Xianhong remained silent.

"Little Ma, you really haven't won a single game?" Zhang Chulan teased with a grin, as if he thought things weren't getting any worse.

Do you want to fight?

Ma Xianhong wouldn't tolerate Zhang Chulan. He stood up abruptly, grabbed Zhang Chulan by the collar, and glared at him angrily.

"Don't do that, Ma Xianhong."

Zhang Chulan, however, showed no fear and pointed at Liu Wu Kui, saying, "There's also one of the Twelve Golden Immortals from your Biyou Village here."

Ma Xianhong, with dark circles under his eyes, then noticed that Liu Wukui was also present, and put Zhang Chulan down.

"Village chief, are you really that bad at games?" Liu Wu Kui asked with interest. "You're quite agile when controlling magical artifacts."

“A magical artifact is a magical artifact, and a game is a game; they cannot be compared.” Ma Xianhong’s original thoughts were similar to Liu Wukui’s, but once they actually tried it, they were surprised to find that controlling a magical artifact was completely different from controlling a game character.

Controlling magical artifacts is simple; one can control them with Qi and intention. However, playing games requires controlling a controller and pressing buttons, adding an extra medium.

Even so, in theory, a superhuman should be more powerful than an ordinary person, but Ma Xianhong's level has always been at the level of a twelve-year-old child or below, and no matter how much he trains, he can hardly break through.

It's as if—

His brain's neural pathways are a beat slower in transmitting information to his fingers.

With a sigh, Ma Xianhong decided to start another game, but Jiang Liu said, "If you only treat it as a game, then it is just a game."

“…I hope you can enlighten me, sir,” Ma Xianhong asked.

"You can start over in a game, but you only get one chance in real life. How many lives do you have to squander?"

Jiang Liu waved his hand, signaling Ma Xianhong to get up, sit in front of the game console, select "Iori Yagami" as the game character, hold the joystick in one hand and place the other hand in front of the skill button, turn the difficulty to the highest level, and start the game.

At this moment, in the eyes of Zhang Chulan, Ma Xianhong, and Liu Wukui, Jiang Liu seemed to have merged with the King of Fighters. Iori Yagami, whom he controlled, seemed to have been resurrected. His attacks, defenses, dodges, and skill releases were all perfectly timed, finding the best opportunity. He passed the first level without losing a single drop of blood!

Afterwards, facing those highly skilled AI characters, Jiang Liu's operation was still smooth and effortless. He moved flexibly, defended appropriately, and was able to control the best attack timing. In fact, in order to cover up his operation, he deliberately let the AI ​​character reduce him to one point of health and then made a last-minute counterattack.

This flexible operation attracted the children and young people in the arcade, who exclaimed in amazement.

"Amazing!"

"A master!"

"This level of skill is good enough to compete in major tournaments, right?"

"No! I've watched SCS! Those pro players are nothing special!"

"..."

Faced with everyone's amazement, Jiang Liu remained unmoved. Instead, he played a game with several of the game's top players and won before handing over his position to Ma Xianhong. He said, "Do you know why I control the game so smoothly? It's not because of talent, but because once I choose a game character, I treat it as myself."

The human body is controlled by the brain, and you should treat this game console as your body, the joystick as your hands and feet, and the buttons as your actions.

Don't treat this as a game, but as a form of spiritual practice.

Ma Xianhong felt as if he had been enlightened, yet he was still somewhat confused. Just as he was about to ask a question, he saw the person behind him being pushed aside.

The young man whose sleeve he had previously lifted led three men in jackets as they squeezed into the crowd—clearly looking to get revenge.

"So you're the one who hit my henchman?"

The leader was a burly man with dyed red hair. He stared at Ma Xianhong and then said to the young man, "What's wrong with you? You can't even beat a college student?"

The young man looked aggrieved and pointed at Ma Xianhong, saying, "Brother, this kid is very strong; he might be born with superhuman strength."