"I'll try to enter a meditative state tonight!" After rewatching the movie, Zuckerberg felt he had grasped the method of cultivation and wanted to enter a meditative state to see if he could encounter the legendary Qi like Daniel.
Zuckerberg believed he was undoubtedly a genius. Otherwise, how could he have become the CEO of Weibo right after graduating from college? It was all due to his exceptional intelligence!
And since he was a genius, seeing Qi should be incredibly simple, something he could achieve effortlessly.
Therefore, Zuckerberg rushed home after watching the movie, not even contacting Chen. Instead, he wanted to try emulating what he saw in the movie, first entering a meditative state and then encountering the legendary Qi.
The next day, Zuckerberg got out of bed feeling refreshed… He had sat in meditation on his bed, but somehow he had fallen asleep directly. And he slept incredibly well. When he opened his eyes, the sky was already bright. This was something that hadn't happened since he became the CEO of Weibo. He hadn't slept this well in a long time.
So, even though he ultimately failed to enter a meditative state, he was still in a very good mood. At the very least, he had finally managed to get a good night's sleep, hadn't he?
Zuckerberg tidied himself up a bit and was about to head to work when his phone rang. He glanced down and saw an unfamiliar number.
"Hello, this is Daniel. Do you remember? We met in the library yesterday!" When the call was answered, it turned out to be Daniel. Zuckerberg remembered that he had indeed given his number to this guy because he felt he might be able to find a way to learn meditation from him.
"Yes, Mr. Daniel. I tried meditating last night, but I didn't succeed. I just couldn't help but fall asleep. Do you have any advice?" Daniel's call came at just the right time. Zuckerberg immediately asked this person who had successfully meditated before for his experience.
"What advice could I have? I entered the meditative state by chance last time!" Daniel said. Zuckerberg felt extremely disappointed and was about to hang up the phone.
"However, I plan to take you to meet a master this time. He is a true religious expert of Chinese Taoism. He is a Daoist priest graduated from Wudang Mountain, the holy city of Taoism in China. He will definitely be able to teach us how to meditate!" Daniel said. "If you're coming, drive yourself. He lives in a farm, and it's difficult to get there without a car. I need you to drive!"
So, this was the reason this guy was actively bringing me along, he wanted to find a driver!
Zuckerberg rolled his eyes. After hesitating for a moment, he called his secretary and told her he wouldn't be coming to work today, then he personally drove to the agreed-upon location.
What infuriated Zuckerberg was that not only Daniel was there, but also Priscilla Chan, his beloved. They were actually together!
"How are you two together?" Zuckerberg couldn't help but question them directly.
"Daniel said he could take us to meet a Taoist missionary, so he invited me to come along. I didn't expect him to call you too!" Priscilla Chan said.
"Of course! We had a destined encounter yesterday. In Taoist terms, this is called fate guiding us. We are destined to become pioneers of Western Taoism, saints of the West, together!" Daniel said excitedly.
"Don't talk nonsense. My faith in God will never change. I just want to learn meditation, not believe in any Taoism!" Zuckerberg quickly said. This was a matter of principle; he would never betray his faith.
"It's fine. If there are saints, it's enough for just the two of us, Chen and me!" Daniel snorted.
"No! You be your saint alone, don't drag Chen into it!" Zuckerberg said domineeringly, causing Priscilla Chan's cheeks to blush.
"That depends on Chen's thoughts. Let's go quickly. This is information I finally managed to get, and we must go there immediately!" Daniel said with extreme excitement. Zuckerberg felt that driving over here was a huge mistake, but there was no room for regret anymore.
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"What's going on today? Why are so many people asking me about cultivation!" Song Hui looked at the two men and one woman in front of him, feeling puzzled.
He had been in the United States for nearly ten years, and he had never been so sought after.
He was indeed from Wudang Mountain, but he wasn't a Daoist priest from Wudang Mountain. He was an ordinary farmer from a village below Wudang Mountain. However, after the tourism development of Wudang Mountain, he had learned some Taoist knowledge to pretend to be a master in his own shop to attract business.
However, before the business could even start, his son had illegally entered the United States. Two years later, he brought his father over. Now, his son was driving a tractor for someone on a farm, while he was responsible for managing the farm's warehouse. Occasionally, when boasting to the local rednecks, he would tell various miraculous stories and abilities from Wudang Mountain.
For many years, he had lived his life this way. He never expected that today would be so strange, with over a dozen people actively seeking him out to inquire about cultivation, even asking if this was how one could cultivate to become an immortal.
What a joke! He himself wanted to know how to cultivate immortality.
However, his naturally intelligent mind, Mr. Song Hua, did not admit that he didn't understand cultivation. Instead, he fumbled his way through with his Taoist knowledge, and surprisingly, it worked well. Many people directly gave him several hundred dollars, which was equivalent to more than ten days of his wages.
And now, three more people had come to ask about cultivation. So, Song Hua told them the Taoist cultivation common knowledge that he knew, which he had no idea if it was correct, and eagerly awaited their tip in dollars.
From a different perspective, Zuckerberg and the others were listening with great excitement because they learned the specific methods of cultivation from Song Hua.
Song Hua told them that meditation was indeed the first step, but in Taoism, it was called "sitting and forgetting." Then, it was about guiding the Qi present in the air into the body. This was consistent with what was said in the movie, as the movie presented the most widely accepted method of cultivation, and what Song Hua knew was no different.
However, Song Hua also gave them more. For example, guiding Qi with one's mind in a state of "sitting and forgetting" was very slow. But if combined with specific breathing techniques and mastering the art of breathing, one could absorb more Qi.
Moreover, Qi entering the body did not mean one was safe. After entering the body, Qi needed to be guided through the meridians, complete a "great circulation," and finally be stored in the dantian before it could be used.
To complete the great circulation, one had to be familiar with the meridian map of the human body and absolutely must not guide it incorrectly. Once wrong, it was easy to deviate from the right path, causing consequences ranging from spitting blood to disability or even death.
However, if Qi circulated through the correct meridians, it could prolong life. Becoming an immortal was still a long way off, but living over a hundred years was not a problem.
In addition, there were also special cultivation methods such as drawing talismans, alchemy, and dual cultivation, all of which could help accumulate Qi in the body. When the accumulation reached its limit, it would naturally transform into an inner elixir, thus becoming an immortal with all sorts of incredible superpowers.
Of course, there had been very few such individuals throughout history, and it was basically impossible for them to achieve this.
Furthermore, meditation had an additional function called "inner vision," which was to observe the internal state of the body through the eyes. Advanced practitioners could even see their blood vessels, the flow of blood, and the condition of their internal organs.
The diseases that posed the greatest threat to humans currently were cancer, cardiovascular diseases, and the like. These were caused by things growing inside the body that shouldn't be there, and they were difficult to remove through normal means.
But it was different if one mastered inner vision. Through inner vision, one could mobilize the Qi within the body and use it to strike those unwanted things, thereby clearing away tumors, blood clots, and the like, thus restoring a healthy body.
So, cultivation was wonderful! Even if one couldn't become an immortal, one could still conquer cancer, defeat high blood pressure and cerebral thrombosis, and casually live to be a hundred years old.
Song Hua had specifically learned these things back home to trick ordinary people into getting involved. Over the past decade in the United States, he had also developed a set of explanations that Americans could understand, even incorporating considerable medical knowledge and explaining cultivation from a scientific perspective.
In his words, meditation was a special mental state, similar to mental illness in some ways, but a normal mental illness.
As for Qi, it was energy present in the air. In terms of modern science, it could be called entropy. Entropy was the smallest unit of energy, similar to atoms and molecules, and it was the building block of energy.
And willpower, to put it bluntly, was brainwaves, which were also energy. Capturing energy with energy was a very scientific matter. Therefore, humans could actually capture the smallest energy in the air with their willpower and convert these smallest energies into their own body's energy, replenishing the energy lost due to aging and so on.
Whether these explanations made sense was unclear, but in the end, gifted students like Zuckerberg showed expressions of deep thought and surprise, as if they had discovered a new continent!
After all, as someone once said, the end of science is theology.
"Alright, I've told you all I can teach you. You can leave now!" Song Hui said with the air of a master, while in his heart he was shouting, Hurry up and give me a tip! You've listened to so many principles of cultivation from me, aren't you going to give me money?
Unexpectedly, one of the blonde-haired, blue-eyed guys directly knelt down, hugged Song Hui's thigh, and shouted, "Father, teach me cultivation! I want to be your brother!"
"What the heck is 'be my brother'?" Song Hui was completely stunned. He had heard of discipleship, but he had never heard of wanting to be a brother! He was talking about Journey to the West, not Water Margin!