Once again spreading out the scroll, after opening "Magic Origin," Li Qing began to read carefully.
This book explained the basic structure of magic very clearly, and Li Qing judged that it was entirely crafted for a beginner.
Magic originates from the so-called gods, much like those Western mythologies, where gods observe all things in the world and transform their insights into a book, thereby creating the mysterious magic book of "Primordial Magic." Subsequently, humans akin to Adam and Eve stole this magic book out of greed, and thus magic spread throughout human society.
However, according to those old academic mages in archaeology, although this legend remains somewhat unreliable, it can serve as one of the proofs.
There are many magic holy artifacts from this legend that exist in the world today.
Another legend tells of Prometheus feeling compassion for humanity’s difficult life on the barbaric land, stealing fire to spread it. Thus, after gaining extraordinary power, humanity began to delve deeper, creating an extremely prosperous era of magic that has been passed down to this day...
Li Qing read with great interest, and before he knew it, it was already six o’clock, time to leave work.
Coming back to his senses, Li Qing quickly tidied up and clocked out.
After leaving the company, he casually found a fast-food restaurant for dinner and then returned to his residence excitedly, set the alarm, and went straight to bed.
"Basic Meditation Technique" has already explained that if the spirit is overused, sleeping is the best recovery method.
Exhausted, Li Qing fell asleep as soon as he hit the bed.
"Beep beep beep... beep beep beep..."
Li Qing instinctively pressed the volume button on his phone, turned off the alarm, and rolled over to fall asleep again.
This happened repeatedly until nine-thirty when Li Qing drowsily got up, went to the bathroom to wash his face and wake up, then lay back on the bed to close his eyes for meditation, outlining lines.
Three minutes later, Li Qing opened his eyes with a somewhat strange expression. Although there were fewer distractions today than yesterday, numerous thoughts still flooded in, making it difficult for him to focus.
No wonder Taoism emphasizes controlling the monkey mind, as meditation and Taoist sitting meditation have many similarities.
Instinctively, Li Qing touched his lower back, thinking he could still hold out for a few more rounds, then immediately opened a hidden folder on his computer.
Nineteen minutes later...
Li Qing, with a serene and satisfied demeanor of a saint with no desires or concerns, lay flat on the bed, entering a state of meditation that was neither empty nor non-empty, slowly outlining the lines in the meditation image.
As long as he could fully outline a line, that meditation line would seem to settle completely, solidifying.
If there were no obstacles, Li Qing estimated that he could only complete about thirty percent before the start of Gray Magic Academy.
But if the outlined meditation line could effectively strengthen his spirit, then he would have extra spirit to speed up the outlining.
"Basic Meditation Technique," as its name implies, should be the simplest and most easily understood magic entry-level meditation method of Gray Magic Academy.
The second line started again from the origin, slowly extending outward, point by point, emerging from the void in an extremely precise manner...
When the second line was completed, and after repeated visualization and solidification, Li Qing slowly opened his eyes, then closed them to rest for a while. Confirming that there was no feeling of splitting headache, only a slight grogginess, he couldn’t help but feel a slight exhilaration.
It seemed that his guess was correct. As the lines of his drawing increased, his spirit would become increasingly resilient, which was a very apparent process.
On the third day, Li Qing still couldn’t meditate well and had to resort to his trump card.
Seventeen minutes later...
Li Qing completely drew two lines, making considerable progress.
On the fourth day, Li Qing once again used his trump card.
Sixteen minutes later...
He quickly entered a meditative state and then drew three lines.
On the fifth day, Li Qing very skillfully used his trump card.
Fifteen minutes later...
On the sixth day, fourteen minutes later...
Until three days before the start of school, the real man Li Qing had completely outlined all three hundred and sixty-five white lines of the "Basic Meditation Technique." They formed a very rounded sphere, identical to the pattern on the meditation image.
His cheeks were sunken, eye sockets deeply set, and his thin figure looked like he might collapse with a breeze. However, his eyes were surprisingly bright, as if hung with a pair of lightbulbs, appearing full of energy.
Unfortunately, his body...
He felt a bit of pain in his back and the inside of his left thigh, a feeling that if it persisted, he might collapse. Nᴇw ɴovel chaptᴇrs are published on novèlfire.net
He couldn’t compare to when he was twenty-five or twenty-six.
Li Qing was well aware of the changes in his body and was relieved that as long as he could light up the white sphere composed of three hundred and sixty-five white lines, like a bright lamp hanging in his mind, that would mean he had reached the entry level.
These days, he only felt that his mind was clear, his learning speed was very fast, and the things he couldn’t comprehend before could now be understood with just a bit of thought. He could even infer more things, and if he focused on memorizing something, he could remember it verbatim after just a glance or two.
The changes brought about by practicing the "Basic Meditation Technique" made him very excited.
"Little Li, come and help me take a look at the computer; lately, there have been many pop-up ads." A slightly aged voice gently sounded in his ear, bringing Li Qing back to reality. He looked up.
Zhang Li, the chairman of this biotechnology company, could be called an old academic researcher, having deeply researched the field of biology. Formerly a professor at Shanghai University, due to insufficient funding from above, he ended up starting a company. Relying on a dozen biological patent technologies, he grew the company larger and larger.
Although not listed, Li Qing, who managed the company’s internal systems, knew the monthly revenue and reserve funds alone exceeded three billion, even reaching ten billion at its peak.
While extremely wealthy, the spending was like running water.
The materials consumed for many research projects were astonishingly expensive, and some precious materials cost several tens of millions for just a pound or two.
"Okay, Professor, I’m coming right away."
Zhang Li didn’t like being called a chairman and had a special fondness for the title of Professor.
Perhaps it’s the persistence of an old academic diving into entrepreneurship.
Following Zhang Li, who walked slowly with his hands behind his back, into the chairman’s office, ignoring the ancient-style tables and chairs’ decor, Li Qing went straight to the computer and expertly began cleaning up some trash programs.