As the name "Thunder" echoed, a surge of indescribable shock arose in Shen Jingqi's heart.
Shen Jingqi stood still, his gaze locked onto the direction where the masked figure vanished, thoughts racing through his mind.
Destroying this place means abandoning a space full of unknowns and miracles, returning to the reality filled with pressure and competition. But if he doesn't, how can he regain his memories and unravel the mysteries of it all?
Shen Jingqi took a deep breath, trying to calm himself. He began to think, attempting to find a way to retrieve his memories while preserving this space. But soon, he realized that his ideas were too naive. There seemed to be some insurmountable chasm between this mysterious space and the real world.
Although he kept saying he wanted to go back, Shen Jingqi was only talking; he had no idea how to do it, and now the masked figure had disappeared, leaving only his name.
"Thunder?", Shen Jingqi pondered.
At that moment, a thought suddenly flashed in his mind - "Zhen Position".
Long ago, Shen Jingqi vaguely remembered seeing clues about the "Eight Trigrams Array" and the "Zhen Position". Perhaps this "Zhen Position" is the clue for him to return.
At this moment, Shen Jingqi found himself in a strange high-dimensional space, surrounded by endless twists and changes, as if even time and space had lost their meaning.
Here, there was no conventional sense of direction, no fixed form; everything was in a state of flux and change. He took a deep breath, attempting to steady his mind.
Finding the "Zhen" position was not just a physical exploration, but also a trial of the spirit.
"Zhen Position... Zhen in the Bagua, symbolizing thunder, representing the east, the beginning of growth..." Shen Jingqi recited silently, trying to grasp all the knowledge about Bagua from his memory. In the high-dimensional space, these ancient wisdoms seemed to become his only guide. He closed his eyes, attempting to resonate with the natural laws and find that faint glimmer guiding him forward.
When he opened his eyes again, everything in front of him seemed different. Among the distorted visions, there was a barely perceptible rhythm, like the heartbeat of nature, faint but firm.
Shen Jingqi took the first step, and the ground beneath him seemed to come alive, with each step accompanied by a slight tremor, as if responding to his actions.
Shen Jingqi didn't stop; he followed this subtle sensation forward, silently reciting in his mind, "Thunder is the east, is wood, is the beginning of growth; I must find that vibrant Source of Life."
As he delved deeper, the surrounding scenery began to change. The previously chaotic and disorderly space gradually manifested a subtle order. Shen Jingqi noticed that the changes in some areas' light and shadow were more frequent than in others, like the pulse of space, with each beat heralding the release of some energy. He began to linger in these areas, trying to capture the specific location of the "Zhen" position.
"Thunder, with two short horizontal lines on top, one long horizontal line below, symbolizes the initial movement of masculinity, the revival of all things..." Shen Jingqi mentally depicted the symbol of "Thunder" in the Bagua, attempting to align it with the reality before him. He scanned his surroundings, seeking signs that embodied the characteristics of "initial movement" and "growth."
Suddenly, his gaze was drawn to a peculiar area. It was an ordinary yet vibrant area, with a faint scent of grass and wood in the air, contrasting sharply with the deathly silent surroundings. More importantly, the spatial fluctuations here seemed more regular, with each tremor accompanied by an indescribable vitality.
"This is it!" Shen Jingqi's heart stirred; he felt the power resonating with the "Zhen" position.
Finding the "Zhen" position was just the first step; the real test lay in how to communicate with this power, using it to return to his world.
He slowly stepped into that vibrant area. The surrounding space seemed to exert pressure on him, trying to halt his advance. Shen Jingqi gritted his teeth, his inner belief supporting him to move forward. He closed his eyes, using his mind to feel the call of the Source of Life, trying to establish a connection with it.
At that moment, a strong tremor came from the ground, almost knocking him over. Shen Jingqi steadied himself, yet an unexplainable thrill surged within him.
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He opened his eyes, finding the scene before him utterly changed. The once unremarkable space now seemed activated, brimming with vitality. Shen Jingqi took a deep breath, feeling that the air now held more than just the scent of grass and wood; there was a deeper, more primal life force.
"How should I communicate with this force?" Shen Jingqi pondered. He scanned his surroundings, searching for inspiration. Suddenly, his gaze fell on a peculiar tree.
Shen Jingqi approached the tree, reaching out to gently touch its trunk. At that moment, it was as if an electric current surged through him, dispelling all weariness and confusion instantaneously. He closed his eyes, allowing the force to guide him deeper into the core of the "Zhen" position.
In his perception, the surrounding space began to distort and reorganize, eventually transforming into vivid scenes. He saw the evolution of the Bagua, the process of life emerging from nothingness, from weakness to strength, and the crucial role the "Zhen" position played. He understood, "Thunder" was not just a position but a source of life's energy, the most primitive and pure kinetic energy in nature.
When Shen Jingqi opened his eyes again, he found himself standing in an entirely new space. Here, light and darkness intertwined, stability and change coexisted, seemingly a meeting point of the high-dimensional space and the real world.
However, just as he was about to take the next step, an inexplicable force pulled him back to reality. He jolted, realizing he was still standing in that seemingly ordinary yet vibrant area; the spatial fluctuations continued, but the guiding force had vanished.
"Was it an illusion?" Shen Jingqi wondered in bewilderment. Yet immediately, he shook his head, reaffirming his conviction.
Shen Jingqi closed his eyes, immersing himself once more in his inner world. He began to recall his earlier experience, trying to capture every detail of that force. He imagined himself standing under that peculiar tree, feeling the call of the "Zhen" position, establishing a connection with the Source of Life.
As he imagined, the surrounding scenery began to change. The fluctuations in space became more pronounced, seemingly responding to his summon. Shen Jingqi took a deep breath.
At this moment, he must bravely take that step, regardless of the outcome.
He opened his eyes, determination glinting in them. He strode forward through the vibrant area, heading straight for the core of the "Zhen" position. This time, he encountered no obstacles, as if an invisible force was paving the way for him.
When he stood at the very center of the "Zhen" position, an unprecedented sense of awe swept over him. It was as if he had become part of the entire high-dimensional space, merging with the power of the "Zhen" position.
In the void, Shen Jingqi felt a force surging within him, carrying him across the boundaries of time and space, returning to the world of reality.