When Li Miaomiao received the message, Xu Jingming was tempering his mind in a chamber on the second floor. This was his daily practice.
Xu Jingming sat on the ground. His mind was like celestial bodies, silent and eternal.
He naturally opened up his mind and sensed his surroundings, but he didn't have a single thought. In this state, his body and his surroundings were unprecedentedly clear.
His mind was like a mirror that reflected everything.
Time passed, and the sun gradually moved west. It was already past four in the afternoon when Xu Jingming opened his eyes, got up, and left the chamber, habitually heading to the courtyard to practice his evolutionary method.
He would rigidly practice the evolutionary method three times a day—once in the morning, once in the evening, and again after dinner.
"Jingming," Li Miaomiao shouted from the living room. "Director Zhou contacted us today."
