Yes, what was happening to him before his eyes was none other than the process called visualization.

The practice of Xuan Gong requires visualization.

This kind of visualization first requires one's own spiritual power to be strong enough, and then one can sense the spiritual energy that exists in the dark, and then visualize and draw it into the body to temper one's body.

Previously, the practice of Taixuan Tiangong was like this.

At this moment, the process of the breath pulling the spiritual energy is also the same.

It's just that compared to the practice of Taixuan Tiangong, this kind of pulling seems gentler.

He did not capture spiritual energy from the outside world like Taixuan Tiangong, but simply pulled the spiritual energy within his own body and allowed it to emerge.

In terms of difficulty, this naturally reduces a lot, and you can directly skip the initial process of sensing the spiritual energy and directly carry out the pulling.

And this pull is not led by the will of Chen Changming and others, but by the will of others.

In other words, this is someone else using their own power to help them complete the baptism, allowing them to directly complete the first step of visualization.

Compared with normal visualization, this method is undoubtedly much easier, and Chen Changming and others can even complete it independently with the help of others without the need for Chen Changming and others to do it themselves.

"Were the spiritual materials you took during the previous period originally to prepare for this time?"

Feeling the changes in his body, Chen Changming thought: "It took more than two months just for us to complete the visualization step?"

This thought flashed through his mind, and then he began to pay serious attention to himself.

In his body, as time passed, the air flow was still surging, going round and round, but it had gradually become fixed at this moment.

"The spiritual energy surges in the body and forms a fixed route under the influence of external forces. From then on, the practitioner does not need to do anything else to temper the body according to this route."

Feeling the changes in his body, this thought flashed through Chen Changming's mind: "Since then, the difficulty of visualization has been reduced by more than half."

"From now on, you only need to reach the standard of spiritual practice, and then you can naturally complete the spiritual energy tempering."

He commented like this in his mind, and he was very clear about the changes before him.

But he is like this, but other people on the side are not like this.

Except for Chen Changming, the other four people present seemed to have no idea about the changes that had happened to them. They had no idea that they had undergone great changes in a short period of time.

Zhou Qingping may know a little bit, but it is impossible for him to control everything in his body to the extent that Chen Changming does.

At this moment, they are still listening to the class carefully and listening carefully.

However, in front of me, at some point, the loud sounds that had been coming in waves had stopped.

"That's it for this lesson."

Looking at Chen Changming and others in front of him, the middle-aged man looked calm and said calmly: "If you feel uncomfortable in the next few days, you can come and ask me."

To the people below, he said such a meaningless sentence, which made several people present puzzled.

Chen Changming understood what the other party meant. After thinking for a moment, he stood up and followed the other party.

Looking at Chen Changming's movements from the side, Zhou Qingping's eyes lit up, and she seemed to think of something.

Following the middle-aged man in front of him, Chen Changming moved forward.

Unknowingly, he came to a remote corner.

"Boy, why are you following me?"

When he reached a remote corner, the middle-aged man paused, then turned and looked at Chen Changming, his face full of majesty.

"Sir just said that if you feel unwell, you can come to see him."

Looking at the middle-aged man in front of him, Chen Changming smiled and cupped his hands: "After Mr. Cai finished his lecture, the students felt a little different in their bodies."

"Oh, what's the difference?"

The middle-aged man became more interested and looked at Chen Changming, with some expectations rising in his heart.

"My heart feels hot, and I always feel that there is a stream of heat in my heart, and I feel like my blood is boiling."

Chen Changming spoke softly and said this.

"Is it so fast?"

The middle-aged man was stunned for a moment, and this thought flashed through his mind.

Long before, he knew that Chen Changming in front of him had very high qualifications, and he was the one with the best talent among the first batch.

But he didn't expect that Chen Changming would complete the visualization in front of him just once, to such an extent.

To a certain extent, this shows that his spiritual wisdom is so deep that he can achieve this level just after being exposed to it.

Standing there, looking at Chen Changming in front of him, various thoughts flashed through his mind, but on the surface he fell into silence, seemingly lost in thought.

It wasn't until a while later that he raised his head and looked at Chen Changming in front of him.

"Boy, do you believe there are immortals in this world?"

After the words fell, Chen Changming was stunned.

After a while, he came to his senses, and a look of hesitation appeared on his face: "Is the so-called immortal the false story recorded in the novel Zhiyi, or is it the misidentification of a warrior by some ordinary people?

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"Not those."

The middle-aged man shook his head and looked at Chen Changming seriously: "He is a real immortal."

"Call the wind and rain, overturn mountains and mountains, and be omnipotent."

"This should not happen"

Chen Changming maintained his previous hesitation and continued to speak: "But in this vast world, there is everything. Maybe there are immortals in some corner of the world."

"You are right."

Listening to Chen Changming's answer, the middle-aged man smiled and then continued: "There really are immortals in the world."

"And the so-called immortals, like warriors, are made of humans."

"It's just different from practicing martial arts. If you want to become an immortal, not everyone can do it. You must have spiritual wisdom."

"This is easy to understand."

Chen Changming nodded: "Even if you are practicing martial arts, there are differences in qualifications. If cultivating immortals really exists, it will naturally be the same."

"good."

The middle-aged man smiled: "And you, kid, are a man of spiritual wisdom."

"On the fifth floor of the Taiyuan Attic, there are many secret books."

He looked at Chen Changming and said softly: "Go in and take a look, and you will know what is going on."

After the words fell, he didn't say anything more, turned around and left, looking like a master.

"The fifth floor of Taiyuan Attic?"

Standing there, looking at the back of the middle-aged man, Chen Changming was thoughtful.

After having sex with each other for such a long time, I finally got something useful.

He had been to the so-called Taiyuan Pavilion before.

In the past two months, he spent almost every day reading books and reading various classics on martial arts.

But he didn't know that this so-called Taiyuan Attic actually had a fifth floor.

"It seems like it should be a hidden place."

Looking at the middle-aged man's leaving figure, Chen Changming's face was calm, and this thought flashed through his mind.

This is not so surprising.

The same books are always valuable or not.

It is normal for some rare books, or those that are not suitable for ordinary people to read, to be put aside.

Totally understandable.

Standing where he was, Chen Changming watched the middle-aged man leave. After thinking for a moment, he turned around and walked somewhere.

Not long after, he came to an attic.

He had been to this attic in the past, even many times.

But this time it was different from usual.

As soon as Chen Changming walked into it, someone came forward to greet him.

"Sir, please follow me."

In the attic, a young man who looked young, in his early twenties, was standing there, currently saluting Chen Changming respectfully.

Chen Changming was no stranger to this person. In his impression, he seemed to be a follower of the middle-aged man before.

"Mr. Fan Jing has already told you to come up and just go up."

Walking in front of Chen Changming, the young man spoke softly and said to Chen Changming.
To be continued...