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Chapter 023 1 Learn it

Nine o'clock in the morning.

Lin Bei arrived at the milk tea shop on time, and his old classmate Shangguan Ling also arrived.

Unlike yesterday's minimalist style.

She wore a light beige cashmere sweater today, with a delicate pearl brooch pinned to the neckline.

She wore a pair of dark gray high-waisted straight-leg pants, and her hair was still tied in a high ponytail, but the few wisps of hair in front of her forehead were clearly carefully styled...

At this moment, she was sitting alone in the same window seat as last night, with two cups of milk tea on the table.

"Here you are."

Upon seeing Lin Bei arrive, Shangguan Ling immediately waved with a smile, "Here, I ordered you jasmine milk tea, three-tenths sugar and ice. I don't know if your taste has changed."

Thanks.

Lin Bei sat down opposite her, picked up the milk tea, took a sip, and nodded. "It still tastes the same."

"If you like it, that's good."

Shangguan Ling's eyes lit up, and the corners of her mouth unconsciously turned up. "How did you sleep last night?"

"Good."

Lin Bei spoke succinctly, glancing around the shop before casually asking, "Are we learning here?"

"Of course not."

Shangguan Ling shook her head. "Learning mental micro-sculpting requires an absolutely quiet environment. I've booked a meditation room nearby. Let's go there."

"OK."

Lin Bei had no objection.

After finishing their milk tea, the two walked out of the milk tea shop together.

Shangguan Ling walked beside Lin Bei with light steps, occasionally turning her head to say a few casual words, her tone natural and intimate, as if she had returned to her childhood.

After walking for more than ten minutes, the two arrived in front of an office building.

Shangguan Ling swiped her card to enter the elevator and pressed the button for the seventh floor.

Ding!

As soon as the elevator doors opened, you were greeted by a beautifully decorated private meditation room.

A faint scent of sandalwood filled the air.

Welcome!

The receptionist clearly recognized Shangguan Ling and handed her a room key with a smile.

"Over here."

Shangguan Ling led Lin Bei to the innermost room.

The room was small, about 20 square meters. The floor was covered with dark solid wood flooring, and in the center was a low long table covered with a plain tablecloth, with two futons placed beside it.

"The environment is pretty good, isn't it?"

Shangguan Ling took off her shoes and sat cross-legged on the futon. "This meditation center is owned by a friend of my mother's. I used to come here often to practice."

Lin Bei looked around and nodded.

It is indeed a good place. Not only is the soundproofing excellent, but the air also has a calming atmosphere.

It's somewhat like a calming incense.

He sat down on the futon opposite Shangguan Ling, took the star-patterned stone out of his pocket, and gently placed it on the table. "Let's begin."

"Star Stone, don't rush yet."

Shangguan Ling took out a notebook from her bag. "The first step in mental micro-sculpting is to learn how to condense a mental carving knife. This is my study notebook. Take a look."

"it is good."

Lin Bei took the notebook and quickly flipped through it.

"The first step in spiritual micro-sculpting is to condense a spiritual carving tool, which involves three steps: spiritual projection, spiritual compression, and spiritual shaping..."

He read very quickly, almost ten lines at a glance.

Shangguan Ling sat quietly opposite him, watching the speed at which he turned the pages, a hint of surprise flashing in her eyes.

Less than ten minutes.

Lin Bei closed his notebook and pondered for a moment.

"How is it?"

Shangguan Ling asked softly.

"I've almost got it."

Lin Bei opened his eyes, his tone calm.

Upon hearing this, Shangguan Ling's mouth opened slightly, almost forming an "O".

"Hey, wait, you got it already?"

Her voice rose a half-octave, "Don't you have anything you want to ask?"

"no."

Lin Bei disliked wasting time and was about to make a move when Shangguan Ling stopped him.

"etc."

Shangguan Ling took a crystal ball out of her bag and handed it to Lin Bei, "Try this."

"This is?"

"Developing crystals can reveal your spiritual power."

"Understood."

Lin Bei took the crystal ball and began to inject his own spiritual power into it.

Substantial spiritual power is colorless and formless.

But after being injected into the crystal ball, it turned into a pale blue ball of light, hazy and visible to the naked eye.

In the blink of an eye, half of his available mental energy went into the crystal ball.

Lin Bei then stopped.

Next came the mental compression.

Following the instructions in the notes, he focused his attention on the pale blue spiritual energy.

With a sudden burst of thought, the ball of light seemed to be grasped by an invisible hand, beginning to contract violently, and the entire crystal ball trembled as a result.

One second, two seconds, three seconds...

Sitting opposite her, Shangguan Ling held her breath, staring nervously at the crystal ball.

I don't know how much time passed.

As a fine layer of sweat appeared on Lin Bei's forehead, the pale blue light cluster in the crystal ball had shrunk to one-tenth of its original size, its color turned dark blue, and its light became more solid and bright, faintly exuding a sharp aura.

"It's a success!"

Shangguan Ling let out a soft cry and looked up at Lin Bei.

"You're amazing! You succeeded on your first try..."

"It's not over yet."

Lin Bei took a deep breath.

Mental compression is extremely taxing, but the real test is the subsequent mental shaping.

He closed his eyes and, following the method in the notes, began to shape the compressed mental energy to its extreme.

Under his mental control, the deep blue spiritual energy slowly stretched and extended, gradually outlining the shape of the carving knife...

One minute.

Two minutes.

Five minutes passed.

Inside the crystal ball, a spirit carving knife, about an inch long and gleaming with a deep blue light, floats silently.

It is not a physical entity, yet it exudes a chilling sharpness.

"It's done."

Lin Bei opened his eyes, his tone indifferent, as if he had done something insignificant.

"..."

Shangguan Ling glanced at Lin Bei for a while, then at the mental carving knife in the crystal ball, unsure of what to say.

Although she knew Lin Bei had a strong talent for mental strength, she didn't expect it to be this strong.

Even the student from Qing Teng High School who is known for his exceptional mental strength, a once-in-a-century talent, would have to admit defeat in front of Lin Bei.

Suppressing her shock, Shangguan Ling looked at Lin Bei with delight.

"You...is this really your first time trying this?"

"Um."

Lin Bei nodded without offering further explanation.

Ten years of mental coding has given him a level of control over mental power that is now unknown.

This level of mental compression and shaping is... not difficult at all for him.

"It took me a whole week to successfully refine my spirit carving knife the first time."

Shangguan Ling spread her hands, "You're something else, less than ten minutes in total... Forget it, I'm not going to compare myself to a monster like you."

She shook her head, not pressing Lin Bei on how he did it.

"Now that you have condensed the mental carving knife, you can try real mental micro-carving."

Shangguan Ling quickly took out another book.

The cover reads: "Mental Micro-Sculpting: From Beginner to Expert".