Starting to Gain Experience from Push-Ups-Chapter 181 - 156: Cultivation Phenomenon, Interruption of the Ceremony
Chapter 181: Chapter 156: Cultivation Phenomenon, Interruption of the Ceremony
Various "treasures" spewed from the bottom of the Abyss gradually ascended to more than fifty meters below the sea surface.
At this height, they seemed to reach a state of equilibrium and ceased to rise further.
Some drifted through the fissure exits, slowly settling on the volcanic ash-layered seabed.
Others bobbed up and down with the surging currents of seawater pouring in.
Close to Fang Cheng’s meditation spot, some unknown creature’s bones seemed to be drawn by a certain attracting force.
Within the harmonious resonance of ocean tides and Breathing Technique, they slowly gathered around him.
The radiant blue light they emitted appeared to have a strong radiative effect.
The seawater reflected it somewhat distortedly, displaying ribbon-like ethereal particle trajectories.
Fang Cheng meditated with closed eyes, instinctively performing the Breathing Technique.
As his pores opened and closed, a subtle suction force drew the radiative light into his body.
His body subsequently faintly emitted specks of blue fluorescence, shining through the surface of his skin.
Then, redness and itching began to appear on his skin all over his body, even producing tiny rash-like bumps.
Just as his physical body started to mutate due to the radiation.
The Spiritual Fire in his mind became fiercer, burning vigorously.
The position of the pineal gland in the center of his forehead also flashed a red glow momentarily.
Then,
Throughout Fang Cheng’s body, in the muscles, bones, and internal organs, dim bright spots started to appear.
From a more microscopic perspective,
One could see the billions of cells in his body continuously dividing, regenerating, annihilating, and updating through the radiation.
During this process, thread-like chromatins in the cell nuclei burst forth with a faint luminance.
Like crystalline burning droplets, flowing like water, they gathered at crucial body points into those bright spots.
If a monk from Esoteric Buddhism were here, they would instantly recognize the phenomenon illustrated in Fang Cheng’s practice.
This is the "Bright Spots" described in the classics of the Supreme Yoga Department.
That is, seeing the bright phenomena occurring within the body through the Visualization Method.
They represent the convergence points of spiritual and physical energy, manifesting the life force, and to some extent, are similar to the acupoints in traditional medicine.
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Upon visualizing the bright spots, the next target is to visualize deities, masters, fierce kings, and consorts formed by these bright spots.
But what Fang Cheng is visualizing now is the bright flame in his own mind.
Guided by the flame, the radiant blue light absorbed and reconstituted through cellular division and metabolism, gradually gathered into thousands of bright spots scattered throughout his body, making these energy convergence points suddenly much brighter.
Then, through the operation of the Breathing Technique, the energy in the bright spots flowed like water through the channels and veins throughout his body.
A portion was absorbed by the flame in his mind, causing the fire to burn even more vigorously, emitting a brighter light.
Another portion gathered in his lower abdomen, merging into the warm current there to enhance his Life Energy.
With each cycle, the swollen and ruptured skin surface alleviated slightly and rapidly recovered.
Fang Cheng suddenly felt a bursting exhilaration in his body.
His whole body heated up, so hot that even the surrounding seawater seemed to boil and evaporate.
The endless darkness of the Abyss was like the void of the universe, with the radiant blue light like the energy rays of a supernova explosion.
Fang Cheng’s body, like a small universe, absorbed and accepted this energy, undergoing day-by-day transformations.
This appeared on the panel as a series of messages.
[Your body has absorbed some kind of biological energy, Constitution increases by 0.001]
[Your body has absorbed some kind of biological energy, Constitution increases by 0.001]
...
After the Breathing Technique and Meditation Skill had both been upgraded.
The Constitution attribute also accumulated continuously, transitioning from quantitative to qualitative changes, nearly reaching the major threshold of 40 points.
His originally suffocated and silent body burst forth with vibrant vitality.
"Boom—"
Fang Cheng stood quietly, like a giant whale breathing, with distant sounds of ocean waves and thunder echoing!
A radiant blue essence was born within him, like a tiny stream continuously pouring into the area below his abdomen.
Filling what was once an empty space of Innate Essence Energy, gradually forming a vast ocean.
Perhaps.
This is the legendary "Dantian" and "Inner True Qi"!
...
Underground cavern, torches embedded on all four walls.
The flickering torchlight casts dim shadows on a white, bar-stone altar in the center.
Zheng Hongxin, with dozens of senior sacrificial personnel, sits cross-legged, eyes closed in meditation.
Mouthing some arcane and incomprehensible prayer.
It’s as if they are praying to a deity, begging it to lend an ear and grant redemption and blessings.
And on the altar stands a bone stele, showing the figures of another group of True Thought Society members above the cape.
The atmosphere at the scene is solemn, clearly a mysterious religious ritual is underway.
Suddenly, everyone’s bodies shudder simultaneously, all breaking out of their meditative state.
"What’s going on? Has the communication channel been disrupted?"
"Did the sacrificial ritual end so soon?"
Everyone looks alarmed, whispering anxiously among themselves.
Their puzzled gazes eventually turn towards the acting president, Zheng Hongxin.
"It hasn’t ended."
Zheng Hongxin opens his eyes, looks at the turbulent seas depicted on the stone stele, and shakes his head:
"It seems that our lord was distracted by another form of summons, turning its attention elsewhere, ignoring us."
This revelation sends a chill through the others.
"Does the lord think our faith isn’t loyal enough and plans to abandon us?"
"Yes, might we be punished by divine wrath, or even turn completely into Pure Bloods?"
These words are not an exaggeration.
The god worshipped by the True Thought Society, whose name cannot be pronounced by human vocal cords, is referred to only as "the lord."
Gaining extraordinary abilities from it also means selling their souls, thus their fate becomes unpredictable and beyond their own control.
Two hundred years ago, during the "Great Plague" period.
The first president devoted immense efforts using Ancient Relics and sacrificing many members’ lives to successfully create a Saint Relic known as the "Truth Stele."
Using such an object as a substitute meditation focus, it anchored the self-awareness of the members and addressed frequent mental maladies among them.
Then, they artificially created a deity with a concrete form for the people of Yong’an Island to worship and venerate.
And they held grand sacrificial rituals annually to appease the deity, sharing some of their spiritual burden.
This is the true origin of the "Sea Queen Mother" in the local beliefs of Yong’an Island.
Outsiders often think the True Thought Society worships an evil god, but in fact, they worship more the truth.
They gain special abilities through meditation and enjoy longer lifespans than ordinary humans.
Using the Truth Stele to dispel dark chaos, they try to maintain sanity and human identity.
Both combined, hence it was named the "Truth and Meditation Joint Practice."
Only because the energy contained in the Truth Stele is nearly exhausted.
In recent years, many official members struggle to control their bodies and mental problems, eventually turning into Merfolk, completely entering the domain of that deity.
Now, the True Thought Society is at its weakest moment in two hundred years.
Thus, they harbor great hopes that this time they will reap more, to continue maintaining the anchoring effect of the Truth Stele.
Zheng Hongxin does not know why this misfortune occurred, despite feeling very anxious, he could only encourage everyone:
"After the interruption of the space-time channel building ritual, the lord will soon fall back into sleep, we just need to prepare more offerings next time..."
While speaking, his brows suddenly furrow, his gaze intently fixed on the image of a fishing boat displayed on the stele.
That was the image transmitted back through meditation by Feng Kehai, as they were being attacked by enemies.
Just as Zheng Hongxin’s face shows anger, preparing to rush to their aid immediately.
Suddenly, gunshots erupt outside the cavern, sounding faintly like the popping of beans.
Following that, the tightly closed Stone Gate of the grand sacrifice hall is blasted open.
A group of people dressed in Combat Suits, holding submachine guns, pour in.
The leader is a crew-cut man, his gaze ferocious, with some blood stains on his body.
He’s even chewing gum, seemingly suppressing his excited emotions.
It’s Luo Lie from the Noah Organization.
