Immediately he stepped forward and passed through the entrance of the passage with changing light.

Circles of ripples are rippling, like a lotus flower that blooms and then closes.

The strange visual sense gave him the illusion of being hypnotized.

However, this illusion only lasted for a moment, followed by a sudden feeling of falling.

This feeling of falling occurs at the level of consciousness.

The endless decline and intensification of feelings in his consciousness made him gradually ignore some things.

When he regained consciousness again, the scene around him finally stabilized.

Even though it is still very dark, it is no longer shaking and there is no endless falling feeling.

But Zong Shen only felt a deep sense of confusion.

Not long after, the surrounding darkness dispersed, revealing an old-fashioned teaching building with real stone paint on the outside.

This is the roof.

The sun was setting in the distance, and the orange twilight dimmed half of the sky.

The fluttering clouds swayed in front of the sunset that turned into fiery red, gold and orange.

Zong Shen also suddenly arrived at the rooftop. His figure had changed. He was wearing a short-sleeved school uniform with light green edges, and his ankles in white socks were dangling.

This is his high school years.

In the past, he always liked to take time to sit on the rooftop alone for a while.

He was still very young at that time, with the ambition and ideas of a newborn calf not afraid of tigers.

Living in a childish ivory tower.

There are countless ideas in my mind.

Exaggerated, false, objective, and sad.

The brain is like swimming in a boundless sea of ​​imagination.

Active thinking is scary.

At this time, Zong Shen seemed to have forgotten the identity of the lord.

He was a little tired and a little confused.

Gradually substitute yourself into your subconscious mind at a certain age.

"What exactly do I...want?"

He held his head and didn't seem to notice that the sunset in the distance had stopped setting.

The clouds that should have drifted away are still in place.

The climate and environmental changes here are in a strange state of stillness.

Zong Shen did not go back in time and space, he just came to the subconscious world.

Here he will stay focused and eliminate all distracting thoughts.

What he is thinking about now is what he wants.

"The girl I have a crush on also likes me?"

"No, although this is tempting, it's not what I really want."

"Have enough money?"

"It doesn't seem right either..."

Zong Shen kept questioning himself, which seemed to be a mechanical repetition.

This is an exhaustive method of rummaging through memory.

In fact, no one knows what he wants better than him.

It's just that such real desires are often buried in the ruins of memory.

Under the impact of countless thoughts and desires, it was dizzying and gradually deviated from the direction.

Under such circumstances, no one knows how much time has passed.

Because at the level of consciousness, time is meaningless.

A moment is eternity.

Even in a subconscious state, he will ignore the factor of time.

The scenery in the distance still hasn't changed, Zong Shen is moving forward like a character in a fast-forwarding camera.

It seems that not too long ago, the advantages of the exhaustive method were finally revealed.

He finally found what he longed for most in every time period and every cognitive moment.

That is [security].

Wealth, ideals, or the pursuit of love are essentially building your own sense of security.

Later he came to the Endless Continent and became a lord.

His core appeal is also a sense of security.

A larger territory, more citizens, stronger strength...

Everything he does is for security.

As long as the territory is large enough, there are enough people under it, and the strength is strong enough, then he will have an unbreakable sense of security.

He works hard to become stronger and explore, in fact, it is for the sake of security.

After clarifying this point, Zong Shen, who was sitting on the edge of Tiantian, had a flash of understanding in his eyes.

Although I don’t have the feeling of being enlightened, putting down the butcher’s knife and becoming a Buddha immediately.

But it also made his heart extremely determined.

The path forward seems to be quite clear.

Then the state of enlightened thoughts came, and his whole person was separated from the subconscious scene.

Those external memories returned and he recalled everything.

"Does it feel safe?"

"I never thought I would be an insecure person."

Zong Shen stood there and murmured to himself, reaching out and touching his nose.

He always thought he was a bold dog.

He attributes his efforts to become stronger to the fact that he is too curly.

However, the core reasons behind these behaviors are ignored.

It is precisely because he lacks enough security in his heart!

Because I lack a sense of security, I have to become stronger.

The two are causally related.

After clarifying this point, Zong Shen's heart suddenly became enlightened.

Concepts that had become somewhat vague before have now become clear again.

There is also a kind of power that comes from the root of faith and emerges from the bottom of the heart.

Taking a deep breath, Zong Shen suddenly stood up and stood on the edge of the rooftop of the subconscious scene.

The motionless sunset in the distance slowly set, and the drifting clouds drifted away.

It seems that just for an instant, this subconscious world has a certain charm.

Zong Shen closed his eyes, and his consciousness immediately separated from his subconscious.

A strong sense of retrospection appeared, as if time and space were traveling backwards, or some kind of life retrospection.

When he regained consciousness again, he appeared in a smaller tree hole hall.

The entrance to the [Thinker's Corridor] disappeared, and Zong Shen didn't even know how he appeared here.

"Changes in time and space, or spiritual magic?"

He was slightly surprised in his heart.

There is indeed something about the [Meditator’s Corridor].

You must know that his mental and spiritual resistance are almost full.

It stands to reason that even if you are attacked, you won't be attacked silently.

This is enough to show the uniqueness of [Meditator’s Corridor].

Upon closer inspection, that may not fall into the category of mind or mind control.
To be continued...