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Sandalwood was lit, its green smoke curling upwards, lingering ethereally within the Meditation Hall.

Light streamed down from the dome, becoming even more hazy as it passed through the smoke.

A sense of serene detachment from the world arose spontaneously.

"The human brain has a limited capacity for receiving information. When you block one sense, the others become more sensitive."

"Until you discard all distractions, you will more easily receive information that we usually overlook."

"The first step in meditation practice is learning to control and endure."

"First, follow me in deep breaths. Inhale, exhale, inhale, exhale..."

"Now, close your eyes and sit quietly, gradually amplifying your remaining senses, paying attention to your surroundings..."

More than fifty students in loose white robes sat encircling the instructor, meditating with their eyes closed.

Everyone’s state of mind seemed to be calming, their expressions gradually relaxing.

Fang Cheng also listened to the instructor's guidance, meticulously following each step.

"Entering stillness" was already second nature to him.

Especially in such a harmonious atmosphere, even without activating the Focus skill or using the Breath Counting Method, he smoothly entered a meditative state with only a slight adjustment of his mindset.

Fang Cheng closed his eyes and silently sensed, his breathing rhythm gradually becoming slow and prolonged.

This time, he no longer deliberately avoided the many negative influences from the outside world.

Instead, as the instructor said, he tried to use a calm and inclusive mindset to actively welcome the chaotic information that interfered with his five senses, observing the surrounding environment more carefully.

He heard the deep or short breaths of the students beside him, the rustling of the curtains as the wind blew through them, the sound of branches swaying outside, and the footsteps and voices of people passing by...

Then, his nostrils twitched slightly, and he distinguished the various scents wafting in the room.

Sandalwood, pure and lingering.

In this state, even the most sluggish sense of touch became exceptionally sensitive.

"Now, your mind can no longer think about those distracting thoughts because your consciousness is busy experiencing the present moment..."

The instructor's voice was like heavenly music, echoing ethereally in his ears.

"After this, you can continue to try subtraction, gradually shutting down the other four senses, amplifying the remaining sensory abilities."

"If any abnormality occurs during this process, do not resist it. Learn to accept, adapt, and understand, until your consciousness is completely integrated into the environment..."

At this moment, although Fang Cheng's ears were still filled with noise and clamor, his mind was incomparably tranquil and peaceful.

After reaching this stage of meditation practice, it seemed to have formed a kind of instinct from the body.

As a thought flashed slightly, his hearing was naturally cut off.

Then, in the pitch-black mind, a bright scene vaguely emerged.

The warm sunlight streaming in, the white curtains swaying in the wind, the narcissus flowers with their petals unfurled in the vase.

The interior and exterior seemed to merge into one, creating a dreamlike effect of light and shadow.

And the sense of smell was also replacing his hands, truly touching the sunlight, the curtains, and the petals.

At this moment, Fang Cheng suddenly understood the key point of the five senses exercise that the instructor spoke of.

Vision is not just seeing, hearing is not just listening, and smell is not just smelling.

They are all components of consciousness, essentially no different, all differentiated from the same source.

That is "awareness," which is the sixth sense in the dark.

Fang Cheng's mind was as still as an ancient well, yet like a lake with ripples gently spreading outwards.

While the senses were being subtracted, they were also being added to.

At this point, sight, taste, and hearing had already returned to their source.

Fang Cheng chose to continue cutting off the fourth sense, "smell," so that the final remaining "touch" could be amplified as much as possible.

In a trance, the air flow began to accelerate, like ocean waves constantly surging.

Fang Cheng suddenly felt an incomparably comfortable feeling, as if returning to the fetal period.

The stars on the dome twinkled, and faint light sprinkled down, gently enveloping him and slowly floating him into the air.

Then, Fang Cheng tried to stretch out his arms, swimming happily like a fish.

In this way, gradually, even the fifth sense, "touch," began to disappear.

As if sinking into an endless blue, enjoying eternal peace.

Wanting... to fall comfortably asleep just like that.

At this juncture, a certain familiar feeling suddenly struck him.

Fang Cheng heard a string of extremely strange, heavy syllables.

No.

To describe it accurately, it should be information naturally emitted by a certain consciousness.

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It was like a mother with blood ties summoning her offspring in the dark.

So strange, both dazed in a dream and exceptionally sober, while feeling the passage and stopping of time, feeling the impermanence of the four seasons, repeating endlessly.

Fang Cheng looked up into the endless blue depths, vaguely seeing an extremely distant and vast phantom.

It seemed... that as long as he responded to the other party, he could immediately obtain some kind of great wisdom or earth-shattering power that transcended the ordinary.

Fang Cheng's mind moved slightly, and he opened his mouth, but could not make any sound.

Then he stretched out his hands and feet and swam towards that side, but could not find the correct direction at all.

Just as he was trying hard, his heart shook and he suddenly remembered something.

Self-awareness reawakened, followed by a silent recitation:

"Steel Heart, activate!"

As the skill effect like a barrier was applied, the blue color presented in his mind vanished like an illusion in an instant.

And the cut-off five senses also returned to the body, and various sounds, smells, and touches quickly poured in like a tide.

Everything instantly returned to normal.

"What exactly did I see?"

Fang Cheng opened his eyes, recalling with lingering fear the feeling that made his consciousness obsessed and almost out of control.

At the same time, Instructor Chen, sitting in the center of the crowd, felt something.

He raised his head, his eyes swept over many students who showed no signs of entering stillness, and his expression was slightly disappointed.

Turning to look at the other few people, he nodded slightly.

In the perception of those immersed in the meditative state, this lesson seemed to have only lasted a few short minutes, but in fact, three hours had passed.

The setting sun shone, the indoor light was soft and yellow, and even the starlight on the dome seemed to dim a little.

"Alright, today is just the first lesson. The main purpose is to let you initially understand what meditation is."

Instructor Chen clapped his hands, signaling everyone to end the meditation practice.

Then he encouraged in a gentle tone:

"As for those who haven't found the feeling, don't be discouraged. If you can achieve complete stillness in your first meditation, then you are definitely a genius among ten thousand."

"And in the coming days, during the morning and evening classes, you can come to the Meditation Hall to review the basics, which will help you deepen your understanding of meditation..."

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief upon hearing this, only feeling their legs and feet sore and numb, almost unable to stand up.

However, everyone's expression revealed a sense of peace, and it seemed that they all had different wonderful experiences in this meditation class.

Even Pan Wendi had a look of aftertaste, and it seemed that his talkative disease had been cured.

Fang Cheng looked around, restrained his thoughts, and suddenly found that the panel was flickering slightly.

A thought then moved, and two prompt messages immediately appeared in front of him.

[During the meditation practice, you were fortunate enough to come into contact with a high-dimensional consciousness, successfully opened a deep self-awareness, and have a preliminary understanding of it]

[Unlocked skill: Meditation lv0 (0/100)]

It turned out that when he was entering stillness just now, the skill was unlocked unknowingly.