At first, Ding Qi's sitting upright posture was not standard, at least in the eyes of a monk. Before he knew Tan Hanchuan, no one had taught him anyway, and he only wanted to be straight and smooth. But now, he could not find any fault in his sitting posture and he learned to fall.

After practicing the secret method of Fangwai and practicing Jingwenshi for a while, he usually should go to bed at this time. He is not the kind of monk who meditates but does not sleep or fast. But his condition is a bit strange today. He has a little bit of a whim and cannot sleep when he is lying on the bed.

Maybe it was because the air in the room was not fresh enough, and there was a faint smell of hot pot, which was spread from the large activity room diagonally opposite.

If he couldn't sleep, he would get up and read. He turned on the desk and sat in front of the desk and started reading. He read the series of novels recommended by Mr. Zhuang. In the past, he used to swipe the electronic version on his mobile phone, but later he became more and more interested in reading, so he bought physical books, with many books, and now he was reading one of them.

He had read these books long ago. With Ding Qi's cultivation level, of course, it can be condensed into a book of mind. If you want to read it, you can read it in a state of concentration without having to sit at the desk. Dan Ding Qi still felt that this feeling was better. When he opened each page, he wanted to open a certain scene with his own hands to make all this happen...

He himself couldn't tell why he felt this way tonight. After reading an article, he put together the book and was thinking about what happened. Not only did he recall the scene when he was eating hot pot today, but when did he seem to be touched in his mood?

He closed his eyes and used intuitive memory to recall the details. He just reconstructed the scene in his mind and saw what impression would appear directly? He immediately got the answer.

First, Ding Qi said to Shang Ni: "Making assumptions about things that you cannot decide or choose is not actually assuming another self, but assuming another world. That is your spiritual world. Human spiritual activities are extremely rich and wonderful. People often want to experience another kind of life, such as bringing into a certain literary work, it is like entering another world."

Then Shangni asked back: "Can you really experience this situation?"

Then Ding Qi replied: "You can go to imagine and experience it, but you can't have a real experience. It's just a part of the spiritual activity."

Shang Ni said again: "What about the outside world? Will there be such an outside world? For example, if you are reading a book and then you enter the book... In another world, who is that person?"

Finally, Meng Huiyu interrupted: "Well, this idea is interesting!"

It was in this scene that Ding Qi's state of mind was touched, and he seemed to have a light of inspiration in his mind, but he didn't catch it at that time. He still didn't understand it when he recalled it. Then he lowered his head and saw the book on the table. He took Jing Wenshi next to the pillow like a devil, expanded his spiritual sense and locked the book to activate Fangwai's secret technique.

Even Ding Qi himself felt a bit absurd, but in fact he had never done this before. He was able to find prescriptions in the outer world because of the guidance of "Fangwai Tu Zhi". Otherwise, who would have climbed into a rock crack in the air of the Iron Lock Cliff and used any secret method to the mountain wall that had nothing to do?

Although the world outside that everyone discovered before cannot be said to be hidden in famous mountains and rivers, they are also blessed places in reality. But what about a book published by the publishing house? It cannot be the gateway to the world outside. Ding Qi thought it was funny to do this, but in the next moment, he couldn't laugh.

I saw that the book on the table disappeared, and there was also a portal opened at the same time. This portal was between the desk and the chair. He could walk in as long as he stood up. Ding Qi, stunned, held Jing Wenshi in his hand and stood up and walked into the portal. When he turned around, the portal had disappeared. There was a yellow earth road under his feet, and peach blossoms were in full bloom on both sides of the road.

The season is not right. Now it’s just the end of February of the Gregorian calendar. Where did the peach blossoms come from? But in the outside world, this kind of scene is not surprising. The portal disappeared from the front of him, but Ding Qi could still sense it, just like in the Qingaotai world. As long as he is willing, he can open the portal and go back at any time...

On the ten-mile peach blossom road, the spring breeze blows gently, Ding Qi walked to the foot of the mountain range at the end of the peach forest. The mountain is not too high, distributed from east to west. Looking up, you can see the undulating ridge lines, with a beautiful and gentle scenery. A trickle of mountain springs appeared on the roadside, Ding Qi walked slowly along the stone steps beside the spring, and the bamboo and wood in the mountains were green.

Ding Qi walked through the trees, and the stone steps were winding and unknown where to go. Finally, he came to a flat slope halfway up the mountain, and his vision suddenly became clear. He saw a mountain god temple, with two beautiful begonia trees blooming in front of the temple gate. The temple enshrined a statue of a woman in ancient costume, with a graceful figure, a picture-like eyebrows and eyes.

Walk forward through the mountain temple. On the right side of the road, there are lush vegetation, wild vines tangled with flowers blooming, and on the left is a steep slope that extends into the valley surrounded by mountains and trees in the distance. There is no miscellaneous tree growing on this large hillside with sunrise, all of which are tea gardens.

Looking from afar, it looks like a green snow, so tender and with an indescribable elegance. On the road beside the tea garden, someone was looking at the valley with his hands behind his back.

Ding Qi was slightly stunned and stepped forward and said, "Mr. Zhuang, why are you here?"

The man did not answer, as if he was already in a daze when he looked at the scenery in the mountains. Ding Qi came closer and shouted again: "Mr. Zhuang, Mr. Zhuang... I am Ding Qi!"

The man finally heard it and turned around and said, "You recognized the wrong person, my name is Feng Junzi."
Chapter completed!