Chapter 58: Difference between success and failure

"Everyone feels that they know themselves best, but how many people have actually spent time to explore their inner hearts? Your human beings are faced with too many temptations every day, and their minds are always attached to foreign objects, and they do n’t think Introspection. But the Sea Shadow Film will mercilessly map out the entire soul, so that anything that is dirty is invisible. "Shu Ling pointed to Li Jia's heart and mouth," You look like a Little girl, after looking at the mirror, she finds herself as an ugly, really embarrassing. "
"There is no sympathy. But anyone who sees his heart as an underground tunnel is probably not very happy." Li Jia shook his head. "I have been restraining these thoughts at least. There is no better than recognizing the dark people. Know the value of light. In this meditation space, at least I have the opportunity to change myself. At least I have the opportunity to illuminate my heart, do n’t I? "
Shu Ling nodded slowly: "I hope you are as you said. As a soul interpreter, I don't like sinking losers the least."
"The loser? In the meditation space, what is success and what is failure?"
Li Jia seems to ask a very simple question, but Shu Ling ’s expression is unprecedentedly serious, which is in sharp contrast with her seductive appearance, "The creator once told me that the successful person is to completely reinvent himself The loser is the one who is lost in the will and instinct of others. "
"Reform yourself?" Li Jia was puzzled.
"Mortals are psychic and fragile, and the magician's mind is pure and accessible. The more powerful the magician, the more so. Even the necromancer or the murderous war mage who is regarded as the source of evil by the world, his spiritual world is also It must be a beautiful place. "
"What does this have to do with strength? Does the spiritual world look good or not is it related to the strength of the spirit?"
"Your mind is like a piece of unprocessed ore, and the mind of a powerful mage is a piece of refined iron that has been refined and refined by alchemy. Which kind of weapon will be more powerful?" Shu Ling asked with a metaphor.
If Li Jia understood, he asked again: "What is lost in the will and instinct of others?"
"Like just now, you are attacked by the wind ’s miscellaneous thoughts. If this kind of thought is strong enough, it will affect your thinking. If you lose your original heart, the consciousness that I am talking to now will no longer exist. These thoughts Some come from what others think of you, and some come from your biological instincts. "
Li Jia showed a shocked expression: "You mean, we will be influenced by what other people think of us? What kind of people do others think of me, and what do they think of me will slowly affect me? But we live in In the middle of the crowd, do n’t people think about us?

"The importance of other people's opinions depends on whether you are strong or weak. I've seen some of your memories. Being affected by others is not strange to you, is it?"
"Yes, I often live for others. Be a good boy, read good books, don't fall in love early, take a good university, become a humble person, a cautious person, an obedient person, a good person, or It ’s to let go, be bold, and make friends with others. I have heard countless exhortations in this life. Sometimes they even contradict each other, so I do n’t know what to do.

"For the magician, I think what kind of person I am is the most important thing. The purpose of cultivation is to make me into that kind of person, either the brave man of salvation or the devil of destruction, it ’s all me. What you are looking for will go to the end. "
"So it turns out, what about instinct?"
"That's simpler." Shu Ling suddenly showed a charming and charming smile, approached Li Jia, put his head on his shoulder gently, hooked his neck with one hand, stroked his face with one hand, and asked softly: "If I don't want you to learn those nasty magic, but want to do something more interesting with you?"
Where does this count? The style of painting says it changes! Li Jia felt that his heart was about to pop out. He quickly broke away from the other hand and hurriedly took a few steps. He stared at the ground and said loudly: "Don't do this, don't do this, I know you are not her."
"But what if she said that?"
"Me, me," Li Jia stuttered.
"Look, this is one of the things you have to overcome, otherwise you can't go far." Shu Ling returned to his original look with his hands akimbo.
"You, don't you feel embarrassed?"
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"I am a spirit, not a person, but there are not so many good and bad opinions. In addition, the performance I just took was drawn from the fantasy in your heart. Oh, who should be embarrassed?" Shuling covered her mouth and smiled.
Li Jiayan chatted for a long time and asked, "What if it really fell?"
"Most fallen magicians will lose their strength or simply die. But some magicians will fall into a frenzy, they have no clear mind, but they have magical instincts, and they will become very dangerous and unreasonable. This way The madman usually causes great harm. There is a saint in the history of Dream Tower, because his wife and daughter were cruelly killed by their opponents and fell mad. Because of him, a whole city-state fell into his mad projection of the sea. In the middle and third years, it took half a year for the masters of Dream Tower and Sword Tower to break through his realm, and finally killed him in the projection of the sea. The people in the entire city-state were already dead and became Undead creatures. "
"It seems that he gained great power."
"It's just crazy and disorderly power. Don't crave that power, just do it yourself."
Li Jia shook his head and said: "I am not a madman, just curious. Tell me what to do."
Shuling walked to the wall of the tunnel and patted the stone wall with his hand. The strange thing was that whenever he photographed the wall, it did not make the noise it deserved. Instead, the wall produced a feeling of fragmentation, which turned into a rising mist. It seemed that the materials that made up the wall were broken into very fine particles and were shaken.
As her hand left, all the particle mist returned to its original position and became the original wall. Li Jia watched Shu Ling's movements, and then he also tried to tap the wall. Hard and cold, just like the wall he touched in the real world.
"Remember, all this is not real material here, but your spiritual power. The torch is it, the wind is it, and the flame is protected by it. The part of the mental power you can control is too weak. It is difficult to shake the other parts of consciousness and subconsciousness. But with your cultivation, you will be able to do more and more things in this world. At that time, your most powerful force is yours Imagination. "
"It seems that you are powerful enough to interfere with my meditation space?" Li Jia asked.
Shuling gently waved to the torch on the wall, a cluster of flames separated from the flame as if they were alive, or that the flames flew in the air with the waving of Shuling ’s fingers, and after a while, the flames It turned into a flaming dragon. The dragon with long fingers flew while shaking its head and spreading its teeth and claws. In the end, the Fire Dragon made several turns around Shu Ling ’s body, and then turned into a flash of fire. He plunged into the torch, and Shu Ling said with his hands: "Anything that has been done for a long time will become a skilled worker. It ’s not clear how many mage apprentices have stepped into the meditation space. The world at your level is simply undefended for me.

"Can I do that in the future?"
"Of course, this is just a trick to give you a long insight. You are a magician, and in your meditation space, you should have a higher goal."
Li Jia thought for a while and concentrated on the torch. After a while, the torch suddenly shuddered, and then the flame began to twist, as if there was some force pulling them. This shape remained for a while, and the flame suddenly appeared. The skyrocketed, reaching a height of nearly one meter, and burned to the top of the tunnel. Li Jia looked at this scene dumbfounded and whispered, "I obviously just want to separate a cluster of flames."
"Come on slowly. But I suggest you don't waste the results just now, try to bring this powerful torch, can you enter the tunnel in front."
Li Jia nodded, holding the torch in his hand, and slowly walked into the fork in front. But when he just probed the torch into the tunnel entrance, the sound of the wind rang again, and the flame shook quickly. After a few seconds, it was completely blown out.
"That won't work?" Li Jia retired with the extinguished torch, and then ignited the torch again.
"Remember, this is a space for meditation, and what limits you is your own imagination." Shu Ling said behind him.
If Li Jia understood, he concentrated his energy again, imagining a lampshade outside the torch in his hand. The flame on the torch was disturbed again, and no wind blew up automatically. Li Jia stroked the periphery of the flame with his hand, and he was a bit like a wizard. Creating a barrier out of thin air seems much more difficult than increasing the existing flame. Li Jia, like a crappy magician, danced there for a long time, until there was a looming shield outside the flame of the torch.
Creating such a barrier and maintaining its existence cost Li Jia a great deal of energy, not to mention the physical energy consumed by constantly changing postures. He found that in this meditation space, the feeling of physical fatigue was no different from the real world. He gasped and said to Shu Ling: "Hopefully this time, I feel that my spirit will be taken away."
Then, with great care to maintain the existence of the barrier, he walked slowly into the tunnel step by step.
After a while, the light in the tunnel became brighter. A brand new torch appeared on the wall of the fork.