A journey of survival starting from Zhetian

Chapter 391: Ascending to Sefirah Castle

On this day, Zhou Mingrui sat cross-legged on his bed at home, constantly chanting scriptures for practice, and making his self-awareness more comprehensive in a state of meditation.

Suddenly, a feeling of "perfection" surged from his heart. He seemed to have digested something strange and almost innate. He completely transformed the "nutrients" he was born with into his own strength.

The warm current flows through the body, strengthening the already very healthy body, slowly pushing its strength to the limit of mortals. At the same time, a refreshing feeling comes from the mind, and the strength of consciousness slowly increases after the body is raised to a considerable height.

At this moment, Zhou Mingrui seemed to feel that the almost undetectable "impurities" buried in his body had been washed out. The clarity that he could originally only experience in meditation now spread throughout his body and seemed to be permanently fixed.

The next moment, a faint light shone from the self-consciousness, and the strength of its own "existence" suddenly increased several times. A "stable", "perfect" and "pure" "seed" was born in the deepest part of the spiritual body.

Naturally, Zhou Mingrui's self-consciousness and his most fundamental spirituality were transformed into this round "seed", and the unique traces of "self" were extremely obvious.

Then, he "opened" his eyes and peered into the state of his own spirit and body. From the spiritual body to the etheric body, it was like observing the lines in the palm of your hand, and he had extraordinary control over his own spirit and body.

Zhou Mingrui successfully completed his first practice and completely crossed the threshold of "supernormal".

He stood up from his cross-legged posture, but he was still able to maintain a state of meditation, able to always maintain the perspective of looking inside himself, "This is 'spiritual vision', it turns out that my own spiritual body and physical body are actually like this. It feels amazing."

“Is this stream of light that fills my spiritual body my spirituality? It can actually flow out of the ‘seed’ continuously, and it seems to allow me to always maintain the state of ‘spiritual vision’.”

Curiosity constantly drove Zhou Mingrui. Under his control, he mobilized a ray of his own spirituality, extending it from his spiritual body to the outside world, covering his mobile phone, trying to "pick it up".

However, this attempt failed.

After Zhou Mingrui's spirit covered his phone, some of its information, such as weight and volume, was obtained through the extended spirit. But now, it seems that what he can do is just to extend the spirit out of the body, becoming another "organ" to perceive the outside world, and it cannot have any impact on reality.

However, he did not use his own spirituality to try to interfere with the outside world. He only coordinated his body to a certain extent within his own body, keeping his body full of vitality, and felt extremely relaxed.

"Is this the state after entering the realm of 'Transcendent'? It is indeed magical."

"Although I can't seem to use my spirit to interfere with the outside world now, as long as I can open my 'spiritual vision' from time to time and coordinate my body, I can always maintain my own state. In the future, as long as my body is not seriously injured, I may be able to avoid all diseases and live until the end of my life."

"I remember that the maximum life span of humans seems to be 150 years. So, even if I don't make any progress in my future 'cultivation', I can at least live another 100 years."

Suddenly, a piece of knowledge from an unknown source came into Zhou Mingrui's mind, leaving him stunned.

"My current state is equivalent to that of a half-sequence nine Beyonder, but the difference between them is that I can choose different Beyonder paths on my own."

"What does Half-Digit Sequence Nine mean? What is the Extraordinary Path? What is the direction of my future 'cultivation'?"

Zhou Mingrui hurried to the desk and opened the "Explanation of the Huangting Benwo Dao Chapter" to see if he had missed any important content.

"No, this scripture, which is derived from the Huangting Sutra, does not have any detailed descriptions about other things. It only contains methods of cultivation on how to cultivate one's own spirituality, plant seeds, and plant them in the spiritual body."

"Then how can I enter the so-called path and continue my 'cultivation'? Should I try my luck in the outside world? That's impossible. The world is so big, I can't drive my 'spiritual vision' to travel everywhere, and my luck is relatively not that good."

"Wait. Luck?"

Zhou Mingrui suddenly remembered a luck-changing ritual recorded in the "Records of the Secret Alchemy of the Qin and Han Dynasties". It seemed that as long as he performed this seemingly simple ritual, his luck would be transformed to a certain extent.

He picked up this old book from the bookshelf, which he hadn't read for nearly a year, opened it again, and read the description of the luck-changing ritual at the beginning again.

"Put food in the four corners of the room. This luck-changing ritual may be a spiritual application. As long as you put it there, your luck will change. But it seems unreliable no matter how you look at it."

"So, should I set up this seemingly unreliable ritual?"

Zhou Mingrui's expression was a little uncertain, because he also bought this "Qin and Han Secret Alchemy Records" from the boss Xiong. Although he heard that this book was an old item left by the previous owner of the "shop", it also involved a mysterious event that could change history.

After taking a deep breath, his expression became firm, and he immediately went downstairs to a "7-11" convenience store, bought four meals that met the requirements, returned to the room, and began to arrange it according to the fortune-changing ceremony at the beginning of "Records of the Secret Alchemy of the Qin and Han Dynasties".

After completing all the arrangements for the luck-changing ceremony, Zhou Mingrui came to the center of the room, took a few deep breaths again, mobilized his spirituality and activated his "spiritual vision", allowing himself to maintain a state of meditation again, and began to walk in a square counterclockwise.

Taking the first step, he chanted in a low but somewhat solemn voice:

"Fusheng Xuanhuang Immortal Lord."

As he took the second step, his face showed a trace of sincerity as he silently thought:

"Fusheng Xuanhuang Tianjun."

As he took the third step, he held his breath and whispered:

"The God of Blessing and Prosperity Xuanhuang."

He took the fourth step, exhaled the foul air from his mouth and silently said in his heart:

"Fusheng Xuanhuang Tianzun."

After walking around the entire counterclockwise square, Zhou Mingrui opened his "spiritual vision" as wide as he could and looked at the food around the room, sensing the state of the room, wanting to know what would happen after the luck-changing ritual was completed.

Time passed slowly as he concentrated on activating his "spiritual vision".

However, until the full moon in the sky outside the window rose completely into the sky and the food bought was completely cold, nothing happened. Not to mention any mysterious changes, not even a trace of abnormality appeared in the "spiritual vision". "I said, what's the use of this unreliable luck-changing ritual? The food I bought from "Qizi" for 100 yuan is cold. I should be able to eat it if I heat it up in the microwave."

But before Zhou Mingrui could finish his complaints, his "spiritual vision" detected something unusual. It was not the abnormality in the luck-changing ritual in the room, but outside the window.

The silver moon in the sky turned red at some point, and the strange and terrifying moonlight enveloped everything Zhou Mingrui could see. At the same time, an extreme sense of uneasiness emanated from his most fundamental spirituality, as if reminding him that he was in danger at this moment, and the intensity of the danger was rapidly increasing.

The next moment, something strange happened. It was not caused by the red full moon, but the luck-changing ritual he set up in the room, which seemed to have started working.

Zhou Mingrui used his "clairvoyance" to see with his own eyes that the entire range of the ceremony was emitting a terrifying spiritual fluctuation, as if it was communicating with unknown beings from other worlds.

The air around him stopped flowing, becoming sticky and strange. An indescribable majestic spirituality hung down from an unknown source, plunging the originally bright room into darkness. Then dots of deep red spread out for no reason.

Immediately afterwards, Zhou Mingrui began to hear whispers that were sometimes fine, sometimes sharp, sometimes unreal, sometimes alluring, sometimes manic, and sometimes crazy.

These horrific sounds overlapped one another, like deep, dark ocean waves, washing over his body and spirit wave after wave. Severe pain, all kinds of extreme emotions, and madness continued to appear in his body and mind.

The extremely twisted and weird whispers echoed in Zhou Mingrui's mind, making him so painful that he even lost the ability to wail.

If it weren't for the seeds that had been planted in his spirit, which were taking effect and constantly consolidating his cognition, allowing him to be aware of his own "existence", perhaps when the whisper appeared, he would have completely turned into a madman.

Of course, the current situation doesn't seem to be any better. Even though the seed in his spiritual body is still holding on, the whispers that keep echoing in Zhou Mingrui's mind have made him want to end his life immediately to get rid of this pain.

However, perhaps it was an illusion caused by Zhou Mingrui's going crazy. He suddenly felt that the whispering voice seemed a bit like that of Boss Xiong, and the whispering seemed to be telling a scripture about "cultivation".

"Those who look up to the Tao aspire, those who follow the Tao immerse themselves in it. They all know the things they know, but do not know the Tao."

“I have often heard that it is not people who are diligent in seeking knowledge, but those who are knowledgeable who are diligent in seeking people.”

“But I know it’s wrong.”

"Those who are wise do not seek others, but actually go out and chase them away."

"Those who are cruel and ruthless are like hawks and dogs chasing rabbits."

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Zhou Mingrui's pupils gradually dilated. These whispers actually materialized into scriptures about "cultivation" in his mind. Each character seemed to have a different meaning, and had a clear connection with the "Huangting Benwo Dao Chapter Interpretation".

Including the preface, the eight volumes of scriptures were deeply imprinted in his mind, as if they were difficult to forget. However, just after this thought came to his mind, the seven volumes of scriptures in his mind were obscured by a haze, causing him to lose this memory.

Now Zhou Mingrui can only recall the preface in his mind.

No, there is also the name of this "cultivation" scripture, "The Secret Scripture of Xuanjun in Seven Chapters".

At this moment, Zhou Mingrui had already fallen to the ground, his head seemed to be about to explode. It was as if a steel drill was inserted into his brain, stirring it constantly. His "spiritual vision" had subconsciously closed in the intense pain, and now even opening his eyes seemed extremely difficult.

The mixed whispers were still echoing in his spirit, as if they wanted him to understand all the meanings of the scriptures. Just when Zhou Mingrui's string of reason was about to break, the extremely secretive whispers slowly turned into soft murmurs, until they were so faint that they could not be heard.

The sound of the scripture recitation had faded away, and the surroundings were completely quiet, so quiet that he even felt that the surroundings were inexplicably vague.

Not only was the surrounding environment vague, but he himself seemed to be vague as well, as if he had become unreal and was rising to an indescribable height.

With amazing perseverance, Zhou Mingrui tremblingly mobilized the spirituality in his spirit body again, opened his "spiritual vision" again, and looked around while enduring the severe pain all over his body.

He found that he seemed to be gradually turning into an illusion and was really rising to an indescribable height.

As time went by, he saw a bizarre world through his "spiritual vision". There seemed to be no real objects here, and it seemed to be made up of all kinds of strange fantasies and the vast and incomprehensible spirituality.

As his head moved, Zhou Mingrui's gaze gradually moved upwards, and he saw the destination he was "about to" go to.

It was a hazy, boundless, gray-white mist that looked like flowing water. Deep in the gray mist, there seemed to be crimson stars flashing one after another.

As the perspective continued to rise, Zhou Mingrui saw the ancient palace standing in the gray-white mist, as well as a twisted light gate that was stained with a little blue-black color and seemed to be composed of layers of light balls.

He didn't know if it was an illusion, but he seemed to feel that these light gates were piles of transparent worms huddled together, and there seemed to be complex or profound symbols and patterns in their bodies.

Then, a vague message emerged from his almost non-functioning brain and merged into his thoughts.

Zhou Mingrui knew the name of this palace - [Source Castle].

Afterwards, his thoughts were completely cut off, and after ascending into the ancient palace, he was completely wrapped up by strands of white, slightly transparent silk, turning into a cocoon, and fell into a deep sleep.

A silent figure walked out of the diffuse gray-white mist, gently lifted up the cocoon that Zhou Mingrui had turned into, walked along the steps to a side hall, and hung it in mid-air.

If someone enters this place and looks up, what comes into view are densely packed cocoons covering this palace that seems to have been stretched through space.

The figure gently patted the cocoon that Zhou Mingrui had transformed into, and put "Explanation of the Huangting Benwo Dao Chapter" and "Records of the Secret Alchemy Techniques of the Qin and Han Dynasties" into it.

From his body movements, it seemed that he was in a very good mood at the moment.

(End of this chapter)