"Therefore, Bones Transformation Martial Artists need increasingly firm mental will to break through the Realm. They can only break through after they are confident enough to suppress their own beast nature, especially in the mid to late Bones Transformation Realm, where they must be even more careful."
"The Mingxin Realm is a state entered after one's mental will grows to a certain critical point. This state can greatly suppress one's beast nature and also has a strong resistance effect against attacks targeting mental will."
As she said this, Xie Qingyun's gaze fell upon Lin Sheng, revealing a hint of emotion.
"Besides these, the Mingxin Realm is also one of the necessary conditions for entering the Divine Transformation Realm."
Hearing this, Lin Sheng's face showed surprise. He truly hadn't expected the Mingxin Realm to be so important, even involving the Divine Transformation Realm.
Thinking of this, his heart couldn't help but sink. If that was the case, then this Mingxin Realm was clearly not simple.
"The Sect's library has scrolls related to the Mingxin Realm, but generally, only those who have entered the Bone Transformation Realm are qualified to access them. If Sheng'er is interested, just take my token and go borrow them..."
As Xie Qingyun spoke, a green waist token appeared in her hand. A Qingniao pattern was carved on it. With a flick of her hand, it landed in Lin Sheng's grasp.
"Thank you, Master."
Lin Sheng gripped the waist token tightly and bowed with cupped hands.
Just as he was about to leave, Xie Qingyun's voice came from behind him again.
"Sheng'er, you spend most of your time in Wanhua City. Be careful in your actions and try to avoid any friction with the Prefecture Yamen personnel."
"This Disciple understands."
Lin Sheng's heart stirred. He responded and then left.
He didn't stop along the way and headed straight for the Seven Forms Sect's library.
During his time in the Seven Forms Sect, he had frequently visited the library to borrow books, but with his authority, he could only view a portion of the books in the library.
Now that he had Xie Qingyun's waist token, he could essentially view all the books in the library.
It was just a pity that he couldn't enter and browse freely. According to the Seven Forms Sect's regulations, even with Xie Qingyun's waist token in hand, he could only borrow no more than three books.
Otherwise, the one guarding the library appeared to be an elderly woman, who looked to be eighty or ninety years old.
The old woman had a head full of white hair, and her clothes were old-fashioned, but upon closer inspection, they seemed to be the attire of the Spirit Snake Courtyard.
Not a single trace of aura emanated from her, as if she were just an ordinary old person without any cultivation.
However, being assigned to guard the important library area, this old woman was naturally no ordinary person.
Lin Sheng also learned from some Disciples' usual chats that this old woman was the previous head of the Spirit Snake Courtyard. Although her vitality was declining in the later stages of her life, her strength was still that of a Forging Tendons sixth-level expert.
It was just that she disliked fighting, so she voluntarily chose the leisurely job of guarding the library.
Lin Sheng approached the old woman and respectfully handed over the waist token in his hand.
The old woman's cloudy gaze swept over the waist token, and she spoke indifferently.
"You can borrow three books from the inner library. Which three do you want?"
"This Junior wishes to borrow books regarding the Mingxin Realm."
"Mingxin Realm?"
Hearing this, a hint of surprise clearly appeared on the old woman's aged face. Her gaze swept over Lin Sheng twice, but she didn't say much else. She turned around, clasped her hands behind her back, and walked into the library.
By the time she came out, she had an extra package in her hand.
"These are the things you want. According to Sect regulations, they must be returned within seven days and cannot be lent to others, otherwise, you will be dealt with according to Sect rules."
After tossing the package to Lin Sheng, the old woman said blandly.
"This Disciple understands."
Lin Sheng responded respectfully, turned around, and left.
Qingniao Yard, a quiet and elegant courtyard.
As a Personal Disciple of the yard, he naturally had his own residence in Qingniao Yard.
At this moment, three handwritten books were placed on the stone table in the courtyard. Lin Sheng's gaze quickly scanned one of the books, sometimes furrowing his brows in thought, sometimes relaxing his brows, smiling slightly, and showing a look of sudden understanding.
It wasn't until sunset, when the sky gradually darkened, that Lin Sheng finally finished reading the three books. In fact, the content of these three books wasn't extensive, but the discussion on the Mingxin Realm within them was indeed unprecedentedly detailed. After reading them, he now had a sufficient understanding of this Realm in his heart.
"Mingxin Realm... Mingxin, it is when one's spiritual will flourishes to a certain point, condensing together and not being interfered with by the outside world. This point is somewhat similar to what the Taoist and Buddhist schools previously called the Dao Heart and the Buddha Heart."
"The books mention that after the spiritual will reaches a certain intensity, one will have a clear perception of it, and even one's own Aptitude will be enhanced. This point is somewhat similar to my current situation..."
He pondered in his heart. Due to the effect of the Three-Eyed Spirit Monkey's Heart Monkey Talent, his own spiritual attribute had already grown to two points, plus the extra one point of spiritual attribute gained after entering the Three-Eyed Spirit Monkey form.
When his spiritual attribute reached three points, he indeed felt a clear change compared to before. His thinking ability greatly improved, and his efficiency in cultivation increased.
"Therefore, the strength of three spiritual attributes has already met the basic requirements for the Mingxin Realm."
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but heave a sigh of relief.
The biggest difficulty in reaching the Mingxin Realm is the strength of one's spiritual will.
There are many natural treasures in this world that can enhance vitality and strengthen the body, but those that can boost the spirit are quite rare. Especially to achieve the effect of three points of spiritual attribute, one doesn't know how many natural treasures that act on the spiritual level need to be consumed.
Of course, the increase in spiritual will can also be achieved through cultivation, but methods for tempering the spirit invariably require a large amount of time.
At the very least, the methods for tempering spiritual will in the Seven Forms Sect are a slow and painstaking process.
Lin Sheng could be said to have a deep understanding of the difficulty in increasing spiritual attributes. For his own spiritual attribute to reach two points, he didn't know how many Star Insects and Star Dew Grasses he had consumed, and he also had to endure the intense, bone-deep pain when the Heart Monkey Talent was activated, only then did he raise it to such a level.
Moreover, the Heart Monkey Talent itself should have the effect of tempering spiritual will. With so many factors superimposed on each other, the difficulty of increasing spiritual attributes is evident.
"Since the strength of my spiritual attribute is already sufficient, the only thing lacking to reach the Mingxin Realm is to find a way to condense my own spiritual will..."
As for how to condense one's spiritual will, there are many methods. Some condense their spirit through painting, while others do so through playing the zither or playing chess. Regardless of the method, it requires one to focus their mind and fully immerse themselves in it to gradually reach the Mingxin Realm.
As for the time it takes to reach the Mingxin Realm, it is not fixed. According to what was recorded in the three books, some fast individuals successfully condensed their spirit and entered the Mingxin Realm by painting for just one day, while slow individuals might not succeed even after several years.
"It seems I also need to find a hobby to condense my spirit. I hope the time it takes for me to condense my spirit won't be too long..."
Thinking this, he packed up the three books and returned them directly to the library. Afterward, he did not linger in Qingniao Yard but returned to Wanhua City.
He strolled along the city streets.
"Flatbreads... freshly baked hot flatbreads..."
"Sugar figures... sweet and crispy sugar figures..."
The shouts of vendors on the long street were endless. At this moment, Wanhua City had already returned to its original prosperous scene, with vendors, porters, pedestrians, and travelers coming and going, making it very lively.
Lin Sheng moved through the crowd, rarely stopping. He had been in secluded cultivation for a long time and hadn't experienced the hustle and bustle of the streets for quite a while.
He bought a few freshly baked flatbreads from a street vendor and walked forward while eating, then rarely bought two 'Golden Boy and Jade Girl' sugar figures from a sugar figure stall.
Looking at the two small sugar figures in his hand, which were crudely shaped and only vaguely discernible as male and female, Lin Sheng grinned and bit them into pieces with one bite.
To be honest, the taste of the candy wasn't very good. Compared to the finely crafted candies on Earth in his previous life, the texture was undoubtedly much worse. It was like chewing on two pieces of rock sugar in his mouth, the only difference being the addition of some rice aroma.
The sugar figure vendor stared blankly at Lin Sheng's rough way of eating.
Lin Sheng, on the other hand, casually tossed out a silver ingot.
"I'll take them all."
After speaking, without waiting for the vendor to react, Lin Sheng had already grabbed the wooden mallet from the vendor's hand, on which dozens of strings of various sugar figures were stuck.
Holding the sugar figures in his hand, Lin Sheng ate them one by one. After walking only a few hundred meters, the sugar figures on the wooden mallet were already gone.
Lin Sheng, however, still seemed to be unsatisfied, smacking his lips. Finally, he laughed dumbly, shook his head, and walked towards his residence.
In his heart, he was still thinking about which method to choose to condense his spirit.
Painting? It seemed he had never painted before and didn't have much interest in it.
Playing chess? The only chess he knew how to play was Chinese chess, and also Go-moku, but unfortunately, these two types of chess didn't exist in this world.
Or maybe try a musical instrument?
This thought popped into his mind, but he quickly dismissed it.
He was not just completely ignorant of music theory, but could be said to know absolutely nothing about it.
As he was pondering, he suddenly noticed that in a narrow alley on the side of the long street, a shabbily dressed middle-aged man covered in patches was sitting casually on the ground. He held a sharp small knife in his hand and was carving on a piece of wood the size of a human head.
In front of him was a dirty piece of torn cloth, whose original color was no longer visible. On the cloth were dozens of wooden carvings of various sizes.
There were figures of people and beasts. The large ones were the size of a human head, while the small ones were only the size of a baby's fist. But without exception, they were all lifelike, clearly showing that the carver's technique was quite exquisite.
Lin Sheng stopped in his tracks, turned around, and walked over.
The middle-aged man seemed quite absorbed and didn't notice that an extra person had appeared by his stall.
It wasn't until he had carved the piece of wood in his hand into a two-headed wolf beast that he stopped. Looking at the lifelike two-headed wolf beast, a look of genuine joy appeared on his face.
"What are you carving?"
A voice suddenly came from beside him, startling the middle-aged man. He raised his head somewhat flustered and only then saw that the person standing in front of him was not one of the thugs collecting stall fees, but a young man in green clothes.
"This is a two-headed wolf beast. It is said to be a powerful exotic beast from ancient times. I just carved it based on the imagination in my heart. Please excuse my humble work."
The middle-aged man showed a somewhat awkward smile. Seeing that someone was interested in his wooden carvings, he quickly began to introduce them.
"The carving is well done. How many years have you been doing this?"
Lin Sheng squatted down, picked up the freshly carved two-headed wolf beast wooden carving, and held it in his hand, examining it.
The wooden carving felt very light, clearly just the most ordinary poplar wood, but the carving carried a strange charm, as if it truly possessed a savage intent.
"I fell in love with wood carving when I was eight years old. Until now, after so many years, I haven't gained any skills. The only thing I can show is this wood carving skill. If the customer is interested in this wood carving, two... no, one large coin is enough."
The middle-aged man said, seeming a bit embarrassed.
"I'll take all your wooden carvings. Here's a hundred taels. Also, I want the carving knife in your hand."
"Wooden carvings... a hundred taels..."
The middle-aged man was a bit stunned, seemingly not having reacted. After being dazed for a while, his dirty, pale cheeks immediately flushed, and a look of excitement appeared on his face.
"This is too... too much... ten taels is enough, no, five taels of silver is enough..."
However, before he could finish speaking, a light, fluttering banknote he had never seen before landed in his embrace.
He didn't recognize what was written on the banknote, the only thing he recognized was the number "one hundred taels" in the center.
By the time he reacted, the wooden carvings displayed in front of him were gone, and the carving knife in his hand was also gone.
He foolishly held the banknote in his hand, feeling as if everything was a dream.
He had never imagined that his wooden carvings would one day sell for such a price. As for the carving knife in his hand, it was just something he had someone casually made, worth practically nothing.
Thinking of his wife and children starving at home, he immediately got up and ran towards the street.
Without paying attention to the middle-aged man's reaction, Lin Sheng had already returned to his residence with the wooden carvings.
He had already thought of what he would use as a method to condense his spirit.
When he saw those wooden carvings, his heart was touched, so he simply decided to make this his main focus.
Making wooden carvings undoubtedly requires a high degree of mental concentration, which was more suitable for him than painting or playing chess.
That middle-aged man just now, his spiritual will was probably much stronger than ordinary people. Perhaps his Aptitude in martial arts was not low. If he could step onto the path of cultivation, he could probably be considered a Genius.
It's just a pity that he didn't have this opportunity. Now in his thirties, his bone structure was set, and his vitality was declining. Even if he cultivated now, his achievements would be limited.
The number of geniuses in this world is far more than imagined, but unfortunately, only a minority can step onto the path of cultivation. How many geniuses may have never had the chance and ended up being ordinary people?
With a sigh, Lin Sheng shook his head slightly, picked up the carving knife, shattered the poplar tree in the courtyard with a palm, selected a pleasing piece, and began to carve.
He didn't carve randomly, but followed the two-headed wolf wooden carving nearby.
Lin Sheng's movements were slow, but as time gradually passed, he quickly became immersed in it.
