Jiang Cheng silently recited and summoned the secret technique scroll of [Bing Xin Jue].

The scroll slowly unfolded, and a minimalist ink painting reflected in his eyes.

Although it was just a few strokes, it outlined the outline of the polar ice and snow, towering snow mountains, and a bone-broken meaning that made Jiangcheng shudder. It was clearly summer.

Next to the Snow Mountain Picture of the Polar Land, there are lines of small characters, which are the practice method of [Bing Xin Jue].

[Bing Xin Jue] The secret technique is practiced through "meditation". These few lines of small words are just steps of meditation. The central snow mountain picture is the essence of the secret technique scroll.

After Jiang Cheng remembered the practice, the snow mountain in the center of the scroll glowed slightly, becoming bigger and bigger in his vision, and finally imprinted into Jiang Cheng's mind.

Jiang Cheng closed his eyes, and with a slight thought, the picture of the snow mountain appeared in his mind.

The first step in meditation practice is to enter tranquility. The secret technique scroll has recorded the three key tips of entering tranquility: breathing frequency, spiritual movement, and relaxation of the mind.

If Jiang Cheng had the ability to control the operation of Lingzi, he would have entered the tranquility much faster. Unfortunately, he is just preparing for the warrior now and has no way to actively control the operation of Lingzi.

He could only try to adjust his breathing evenly so that it would be long and then try to relax his mind and avoid any distractions.

After Jiang Cheng started to try for a minute, he gradually found a hint of feeling, and the outside world seemed to have become quiet.

Soon the situation changed, and some sounds gradually sounded and became noisy, such as cicadas, neighbors quarrels, and pots and pans colliding, which could not help but drill into Jiangcheng's ears.

"There is no way to calm down like this." Jiang Cheng locked the door and found that the noise would still come in. These external noises seemed to come from the outside world, but in fact they were because Jiang Cheng's heart was not calm enough and was tied to the outside world.

This is a great difficulty in entering into tranquility. Jiangcheng has never practiced meditation and tranquility before, and it is inevitable that he is blocked from external obstacles.

The true tranquility means no distractions or delusions, as if you are in the void; when you come back to your senses, it seems that only a moment has passed in consciousness, but two or three hours have passed in reality.

Generally speaking, ordinary people need to practice for at least one month before they can occasionally achieve a true state of tranquility.

Jiang Cheng tried it a few more times, but still couldn't calm down.

"If you can't calm your mind, you must calm the outside world first! Give yourself an environment without any external objects!"

When Jiang Cheng thought of this, he suddenly had an idea: "Well, the battlefield of the soul!"

[Baima Yicong Zhao Yun]'s first act of the spiritual battlefield, although it has passed the level, it can still be trained.

Jiang Cheng thought of it and did it, and his consciousness immediately fled into the scene of "Battle of the Realm Bridge". He asked whether the mechanical voice asked whether it had begun, but he did not respond directly, but sat quietly on this snowy field and slowly entered the quiet.

This time, there was no more noise in my ears. Jiangcheng successfully relaxed his mind and slowly calmed down.

Success!

Jiang Cheng was happy and immediately escaped from the state of tranquility. His tranquility skills are still very shallow, and a slight change in his mind will be free from tranquility.

However, I finally found the feeling of entering into tranquility.

What Jiang Cheng didn't know was that he was able to enter into tranquility this time because his subconscious mind was convinced that "there is no external object in the spiritual battlefield", so he forgot about the existence of external objects.

If the "subconscious" of the mind can calm down, Jiangcheng's subjective consciousness can certainly calm down, and "entering quiet" is also a matter of course.

If Jiangcheng can forget foreign objects in the outside world, then he can still keep a quiet guard against the spiritual platform Kongming even in the noisy vegetable market.

On the contrary, if Jiangcheng cannot forget the bondage of external objects in his subconscious mind, then even in the spiritual battlefield, he will be like being in a downtown city and unable to calm down.

"Just meditate in the spiritual battlefield and practice the [Bing Xin Art]."

Jiangcheng sat down again and quickly entered a state of tranquility, without any distractions, as if he was in the vast void.

Successful at entering tranquility, meditation begins.

The snow-capped mountain picture imprinted in my mind naturally unfolded, and Jiangcheng instantly entered the world of ice and snow from the vast void. A towering snow-capped mountain stood in front of him, which was so cold that it was bone-cold.

Jiangcheng's consciousness visualizes the snow-capped mountains inch by inch, and imagines the mysterious ice that has not melted for thousands of years under the white snow.

I don’t know how long it took, Jiang Cheng felt exhausted in consciousness, ended this meditation and exited from the spiritual battlefield at the same time.

"[Bing Xin Jue] secret technique is to ultimately achieve the fact that I am the snow mountain and the snow mountain is my state. I can't even meditate on the complete snow mountain now, and it's still far from practicing it."

Jiang Cheng felt more and more that it was really difficult to practice secret techniques. [Bing Xin Jue] It only takes so much effort to use the secret techniques without star ratings. How much energy should those secret techniques with star ratings consume?

However, [Bing Xin Jue] is a special secret technique, and perhaps the cultivation path is special and cannot be compared with normal secret techniques. Jiang Cheng comforted himself like this.

...

Two days later, Jiangcheng received a notice to attend a meeting at the school.

Now it is summer vacation and the school is empty. There are only five students who have received the notice, including Jiangcheng.

In addition to Teacher Yan Suju, there are also the brains of the village community. There are several of them that Jiang Cheng has seen. They showed up when his sister Jiang Jinyue was admitted to Xijing University last year and was held at the celebration meeting.

Seeing that there were only five students in total, Jiang Cheng had guessed the content of the meeting, and was inevitably excited.

"In this Jinghai City Warrior Selection Examination, our village has a total of 5 qualifications. According to the test results of Captain Zhou, two students Zhang Yanming and Zhou Yunfei can directly register; the remaining 3 qualifications will be decided by the village community and will be replaced by three students Zhang Wei, Wang Lin and Jiangcheng..."

The small conference room was quiet.

The faces of several teenagers were filled with uncontrollable joy. Although they knew it in advance, the registration qualifications are now confirmed, so of course they deserve to be happy.

Jiang Cheng didn't know that he was selected in advance. Because he did not follow his sister's instructions and went to Zhou Tielong's path, he was still very nervous, wondering if he would be forgotten.

Now that he was selected, Jiang Cheng's surprise was stronger than the others.

No, you can't be hindered from the fluctuation point of your mind!

Jiang Cheng silently visualized the Snow Mountain Picture in his heart. His diligence in his few days has been very effective, and his mind quickly calmed down. Although he was still happy, there were no more ups and downs.

If you get the qualification to apply for the recommended exam, you just have an entrance ticket, and the subsequent competition will be even more cruel.

The village director continued: "You are all talents from Putang, but when it comes to the formal selection, the competitors are Quanjinghai 200 villages and Qidawei City, so you must not relax..."

After a long discussion, the meeting finally ended.

Zhou Yunfei kept winking at Jiang Cheng, and after the meeting, he walked over and hugged Jiang Cheng's shoulder: "Congratulations, Orange! I have long wanted to find you, my dad kept keeping me at home, so I don't have a chance. Will you go to the arcade hall today to celebrate?"

"Don't go." Jiang Cheng refused. He had just started practicing the Bing Xin Art these two days, and the static skills were not stable yet. It was the time to consolidate, so it would be better to avoid the noisy and noisy amusement places.

"Tsk, it's not interesting."

Zhou Yunfei's thinking jumped and soon became overjoyed. He laughed and farted: "Puff, hehe... Did you see that boy Zhang Yanming's expression? He looked constipated and wanted to dig a hole to bury you..."

"Zhou Yunfei, you can only talk bad things behind your back?" Zhang Yanming's voice sounded from behind the two of them.

"Hmph, I said it like I was in front of you, you were just afraid that Jiang Cheng would take away your first place!"

Zhou Yunfei has always been resentful towards Zhang Yanming and is not afraid of breaking up.

"That depends on whether he has the ability!"

Zhang Yanming stood in front of Jiangcheng again, but he no longer had the calmness of the day of the final warrior class exam.

"Jiangcheng, I don't care what magic pill you have taken in the past month. I won't give up the position of Putang so easily! Even if you come and fight, I don't believe it. My hard work for more than four years is not as good as yours for a month!"

Zhang Yanming's face turned a little red.

[From Zhang Yanming's spiritual fluctuation point +37...]

Jiang Cheng said calmly: "I don't think you have to be obsessed with the first place in Putang. As long as you work hard, you can get two, three or even more of them in one village. Your opponent is not me, but the same student in the seven acropolis of Quanjinghai and two hundred villages."

Zhang Yanming's lips moved and said coldly: "I don't need you to enlighten me." Then he turned around and left.

"The spiritual fluctuation point from Zhang Yanming +10..."

Jiang Cheng nodded slightly. It seemed that his sincere words were still a little touched to Zhang Yanming.

However, less than a minute, Jiang Cheng received a mechanical voice prompt again:

"The spiritual fluctuation point from Zhang Yanming +39!"

Um?

Jiangcheng is a little confused, what's going on?

"Orange, you are this!" Zhou Yunfei raised his thumb and slammed his mouth, "I thought you had changed your temper and became tolerant and generous. Fortunately, he was willing to enlighten Zhang Yanming, but he didn't even notice that there was a knife hidden in your words, which was very silence."

"What little knife?"

"Don't pretend." Zhou Yunfei gave a look of "Brother understands you", "I just said, your unyielding temperament is that you have to win back even if you lose a game in the arcade hall. How could you not talk back when someone is so provoked? It turns out that you didn't treat Zhang Yanming as an opponent at all. He was so angry that he was half angry after he figured it out."

"It's inexplicable." Jiang Cheng shook his head and then thought about it for a moment, as if he really didn't regard Zhang Yanming as his opponent.

After walking around the playground for a long time and talking about the formal assessment, both teenagers had some hope for the future.

"Da Zhou, let's exercise together."

Jiang Cheng suddenly became serious, "We went to Gaocheng to participate in the selection on August 2, and there are about four weeks left. These days, we come to the school playground every day and leave in the morning and afternoon! How about it?"

Jiang Cheng knew that Zhou Yunfei liked to be lazy. If no one competed and was sloppy, he would definitely have been fishing for three days in the past few weeks and two days in the Internet.

"Ha? Let's forget it..."

Zhou Yunfei retreated a little.

"I think it's OK." A slightly familiar man's voice came, and then a big fist fell on Zhou Yunfei's head.

Bang!

Zhou Yunfei hugged his head and didn't even dare to fart. The owner of the big fist was his son Zhou Tielong.

"Jiangcheng, Uncle Zhou also knows that Yun Fei is lazy. I have summer patrol missions and don't have time to play with this kid. You should stare at him more. He dares to be lazy, don't show mercy and beat him up!"

Zhou Yunfei was dissatisfied: "Jiangcheng's small body, can he beat me up?"

Zhou Tielong sneered: "You kid will be able to procrastinate when practicing fighting. Just relying on your half-baked skill, do you believe Jiangcheng can beat you two?"

Zhou Yunfei became autistic. He also remembered Jiang Cheng's skills during the reflex test.

Jiang Cheng put away his smile and said seriously: "Uncle Zhou, I have to thank you."
Chapter completed!