Chapter 63 : First Experience with ditation
The senior had told about the benefits of the ditation room before, naturally ntioning so of its features.
To put it simply, the ditation room, like incense, was a tool to aid ditation.
It provided an excellent environnt and atmosphere for ditation, with adjustable lighting and sound as the most basic functions.
The ditation room naturally stored various soothing audio tracks to help with ditation, and it even had solidified spells with different effects, which I could adjust freely.
For example, the Calming Spell, a spell that affects the mind, could quickly bring soone into a state ready for ditation, regardless of their condition.
Or the Micro-Hypnosis Spell, which could, to so extent, prevent random thoughts from interfering, allowing one to maintain a ntal state conducive to ditation.
In short, there were many solidified spell effects, from physical condition to hormone secretion, and from psychological and emotional states to thought and mory.
They could all be adjusted based on individual needs.
Additionally, the area where the ditation room was located had the highest Dream State activity, though I didn’t know what that ant.
The term “Dream State” had co up multiple tis from different seniors.
It seed ditation was sohow connected to the Dream State.
After finding the controller in the ditation room, I lay down in an extrely comfortable position.
Yes, lay down.
ditation didn’t have strict posture requirents.
The books said that if lying down was comfortable, it was fine to ditate that way.
I adjusted my position deliberately, placing the incense burner by my head.
The scent of the incense wafted straight to my forehead, but it wasn’t overpowering or cloying.
Closing my eyes, I followed the ditation requirents, my mind filled with what I had read in the books.
Adjusting my state, controlling my thoughts, it sounded simple but was hard to do.
In the end, I had to rely on the solidified spells here to adjust myself.
The spells took effect, but the results weren’t as good as I had imagined.
The threshold for entering ditation was indeed high.
After my initial attempt, I gave up on the hope of entering ditation today.
It wasn’t realistic, far too unrealistic.
The incense’s effect even made drowsy.
In the end, after confirming I had no clue, I started to give up.
Doing nothing and lying here for two hours was torturous, wasn’t it?
After relaxing, especially with the spells forcing to relax, I realized that without my conscious restraint, Spirit Vision activated on its own.
It was like when I was first born into this world, with Spirit Vision active.
I didn’t stop this state from continuing.
Even though my eyes were closed, Spirit Vision had transcended the biological limitations of eyes.
What I “saw” was just a perspective I could accept, the most normal way to experience Spirit Vision.
By actively removing the visual limitations of Spirit Vision, the so-called Inner World was fully revealed in my perception.
I had actively learned about Spirit Vision and the distinction between the Outer World and Inner World, but most of the explanations circulating in society were guesses or personal interpretations.
No one could say what was correct.
One day, soone might post a video explaining the Outer and Inner Worlds, and a few days later, soone else would post a video debunking it, promoting their own theory.
After all, supernatural powers like Spirit Vision were a constant source of online attention, never going out of style.
At this mont, I felt like I had activated a 3D omniscient perspective, far more terrifying than what ntal strength perception described.
In this perspective, the distance between objects was just pure information.
The forms of objects were also pure information.
If I couldn’t understand it, it was just a blurry mosaic.
Here, walls no longer restricted .
I could easily sense the senior next door leisurely changing the incense in her burner.
I could also see many seniors sitting still, as if ditating.
So… what was ditation?
Looking at the seniors in my Spirit Vision state, this was the first ti I actively explored information I had previously ignored in this perspective.
There was no limit to the information presented in Spirit Vision, but my brain had limits.
When I was a baby, to survive, I had to learn to filter out useless information and ignore the unknown, or my mind might have been overwheld by it.
This ti, I deliberately peeled back the information I had ignored, even if it might put in danger.
But ignoring had beco a habit, even a self-protective instinct.
Going against instinct was inherently difficult.
I tried for a long ti, but it seed I only gained so useless information.
I couldn’t react to it or understand what it ant.
Still, I persisted.
Until…
“What’s this?”
I instinctively wanted to ask because I felt like I had uncovered sothing incredible.
It was like a space, giving the sa feeling as the Witch Academy wrapped in the Curtain Wall.
But this was a much smaller, very ethereal area, as if it could collapse at any mont.
When I realized this, I looked at the other seniors.
Most of them seed to be in similar ethereal spaces.
My brain raced, matching this information with what I knew.
Finally, I found a possible answer.
“ditation Space”
The book had ntioned this concept!
A subjective ntal space derived during ditation!
This space wasn’t as “solid” as the academy’s Curtain Wall.
It felt very fleeting, so did ditation create such a ntal space?
Could I do it too?
At this thought, I felt like I had found a lead, incredibly excited.
This was another way of seeing the world through Spirit Vision.
As a transmigrator, I really did have special treatnt!
After the initial excitent, I cald down because I realized I didn’t seem to have such a “ditation Space.”
And I didn’t know how to create one.
It was like hitting a dead end, shattering my excitent.
It felt like I had found a correct but useless truth.
It was like the absurd conclusion that “the bigger the banana, the bigger the peel.”
Could you say it was wrong?
No, but it was aningless to .
So… how was I supposed to ditate?
Was I really just useless?
Though Senior said those monstrous geniuses shouldn’t exist, I still wanted to chase that kind of talent.
I had prepared myself ntally.
But coming to the conclusion that I couldn’t do it still hit my emotions hard.
I crossed my arms, sighed, and silently walked back.
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