nyslfriends Chapter 404 Seven Days and Seven Nights of Contemplation! Ascension!
Chapter 404 Seven Days and Seven Nights of Contemplation! Ascension!
Chen Fan subconsciously raised his hand, and the concept of cause and effect resurfaced once again.
The grayish-white aura surged in the morning light, seemingly resonating with the sunlight, and the aura flowed three times faster.
"Closer..."
Chen Fan murmured.
But it's still a little short.
It's just that thin layer of paper separating us, but we just can't seem to break through it.
He's not in a hurry.
If once doesn't work, then try twice, three times, countless times.
Chen Fan withdrew his causal insights and continued sitting.
Watching the sunrise, watching the sunset, watching the moonrise, watching the moonset.
Day after day.
At the summit of the desolate mountain, the figure seemed petrified, from dawn to dusk, from night to day.
Only those eyes remained bright, reflecting the changing light of the sky and the rotation of the sun and moon.
On the first day, he observed the patterns of the sun and moon.
The next day, he saw the alternation of light and darkness.
On the third day, he saw the "inevitability" of the universe's operation.
On the fourth day, he began to try to incorporate the concept of cause and effect into his understanding of these laws.
Its grayish-white aura appeared and disappeared intermittently, appearing scorching in the sunlight and chilly in the moonlight, yet it never truly merged with the rules of the sun and moon's rotation.
On the fifth day, Chen Fan gradually felt a sense of anxiety.
He realized he had been too hasty.
Creating spells and comprehending rules are not things that can be accomplished overnight. Those powerful cultivators who can gain something from watching a sunrise or sunset are doing so because they have already accumulated profound knowledge and experience, making it a natural progression.
And what about yourself?
An old eunuch who only embarked on the path of cultivation at the age of eighty, with shallow foundation and limited knowledge, what makes him think that he can comprehend amazing magic after sitting for a few days?
Thinking about this, Chen Fan calmed down.
He no longer forced himself to "understand," but simply "saw."
Watch the sun rise and set, watch the clouds roll and unroll, watch the wind blow across the mountain ridge, watch the dew condense and evaporate.
Behold the most ordinary yet most mysterious sight in the world.
On the sixth day, Chen Fan entered a strange state.
He seemed to detach himself from the world around him, gazing at the barren mountains, the sun and moon, and himself sitting cross-legged from the perspective of an observer.
He saw how the sunlight nourished all things, how the moonlight soothed living beings, and how the alternation of day and night maintained the balance of this world.
He also saw his connection with the world!
It was a resonance between breath and wind, a synchronization between heartbeat and earth's veins, and even the ebb and flow of thoughts seemed to follow a certain rhythm.
The concept of cause and effect flows automatically at this moment.
The grayish-white aura was no longer under his deliberate control, but flowed out naturally like a stream, surrounding him and intertwining with the sunlight, moonlight, mountain breeze, and earth's energy.
Chen Fan did not interfere.
He simply watched and felt.
The seventh day, at dusk.
The setting sun sank once again, dyeing the clouds on the horizon golden red.
As Chen Fan watched the red sun slowly sink below the horizon, a sudden clarity filled his mind.
He saw the end.
Sunset marks the end of a day, moonset marks the end of a night, withering flowers mark the end of blooming, and life marks the end of a journey.
After the end comes the new life.
After sunset comes the moonrise, after moonset comes sunrise, after flowers wither comes fruit, and the end of life may be reincarnation.
The cycle of cause and effect, the succession of life and death, the alternation of rise and fall—this is the natural order of the universe.
Chen Fan slowly raised his hand.
The gray and white imagery of cause and effect surges forth, no longer as lifeless as before, but full of a flowing vitality.
With a slight shift in his thoughts, his state of mind began to change.
First, it imitated the intensity of sunlight, its breath becoming scorching, like the midday sun, carrying a resolute determination to burn everything.
Then it turns to the cool moonlight, the atmosphere becomes deep and profound, like a cold pool in the deep night, with a clarity that sees through people's hearts.
Finally, returning to the chaos of cause and effect itself, a grayish-white aura surges and churns, seemingly encompassing all things, yet also indifferent to everything.
Chen Fan attempted to merge the three states.
However, each attempt to fuse the energy failed, resulting in either violent and uncontrollable energy or dissipation.
He was not discouraged.
If you fail once, try again.
Sunset and moonrise, moonrise and moonset, the sun rises in the east... the seventh day of the cycle is about to end.
When the dawn of the eighth day pierced the darkness and the sun leaped over the horizon, the thin veil in Chen Fan's heart finally broke.
He saw the rise.
It's not the sun that's rising, nor the moon that's rising, but a force that's rising.
It is the momentum of darkness receding and light descending, the momentum of all things reviving after a cold winter, and the momentum of hope sprouting in desperate situations.
This force is formless and intangible, yet it permeates everything, driving the rotation of the sun and moon, the changing of the seasons, and even the joys and sorrows of all living beings.
The concept of cause and effect resonated powerfully at this moment.
The grayish-white aura no longer imitated the sunlight and moonlight, but began to evolve spontaneously!
It rose from Chen Fan's palm, initially just a wisp of light, like the first rays of dawn.
Then the light gradually intensified, like the rising sun breaking through the clouds, carrying an unstoppable sense of ascension.
The light grew brighter and hotter, eventually transforming into a ball of blazing white light that hovered in Chen Fan's palm.
Within the sphere of light, a grayish-white aura of cause and effect flowed continuously, containing both the intensity of sunlight and the coolness of moonlight, as well as the profound mystery of cause and effect itself.
Chen Fan gazed at the light, a sudden inspiration struck him, and he softly uttered two words:
"Rising Sun!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the ball of light suddenly shrank, turning into a tiny speck of light the size of a fingernail, and disappeared into his palm.
Immediately afterwards, a profound realization surged into his mind like a tidal wave.
Chen Fan closed his eyes and pondered deeply.
Sheng Yang is not a defensive technique, but an offensive one.
Based on the concept of cause and effect, it evokes the upward momentum of heaven and earth, which can be used to empower oneself or to attack external objects.
When empowering oneself, it can temporarily enhance one's cultivation level, strengthen one's spiritual sense, and even accelerate the recovery from injuries.
When attacking external objects, it can deliver a thunderous blow with the momentum of the rising sun!
More importantly, the art of rising to the sun is perfectly integrated with the concept of cause and effect.
Chen Fan opened his eyes, his gaze gleaming.
He raised his hand, and the ball of rising sunlight reappeared in his palm.
This time, the sphere of light was no longer blazing and dazzling, but rather warm and smooth like jade, with a gray-white aura flowing within, subtly in harmony with the rhythm of heaven and earth.
With a slight thought, Chen Fan slapped the ball of light towards himself.
The moment the ball of light entered his chest, he shuddered.
His cultivation, which was originally at the late stage of Core Formation, was starting to loosen, and he took a small step towards the Great Perfection.
His spiritual perception range expanded by three-tenths, and even the fatigue from sitting for days was swept away.
Even more remarkably, he felt his connection with this world becoming even stronger.
The sound of the wind, the breath of the mountains, and even the flow of the earth's veins beneath our feet are all clearly discernible.
"It's done..."
Chen Fan breathed a long sigh of relief, a relieved smile spreading across his face.
After seven days and seven nights of sitting in meditation, countless failures and attempts, the fruit has finally been borne at this moment.
He slowly got up and stretched his stiff muscles.
The sun had fully risen, its golden light bathing the barren mountain and also falling upon him.
Chen Fan looked down at his palm, then looked up at the red sun in the sky, his heart filled with emotion.
He mastered the art of ascending to the sun through his understanding of cause and effect, although it was still a long way from the rules and techniques of a great supernatural cultivator!
However, in his view, this technique still has room for improvement. Given time to comprehend it, its power will only grow stronger!
"I knew there was something amiss in the sect, and it turns out it was you... After hiding for days, you've finally come out!"
Just then, a familiar voice, as resounding as a great bell, suddenly rang out. It was none other than the Qingyun Sect's patriarch, Daoist Qinglian!