"So tight!"
Milton Cheney gently rubbed his forehead.
The memory of the meditation technique was so vast that it made his head feel tight.
But the benefits that this simulation brought to him were huge. The memory transfer of the meditation technique alone helped him understand countless things instantaneously.
Now, he had truly started to understand the meditation technique.
Usually, all he needed to do was cultivate the meditation technique every day, and sooner or later, he would reach the realm of a wizard apprentice.
But actually, it wasn't that simple.
The next moment, with a move of his thoughts, the scene before his eyes drastically changed.
What he saw was no longer the familiar room, but a gray expanse.
Although it was gray all around, the place where Milton was seemed more like the center of a pool of water.
This was his spiritual sea!
Perhaps it couldn't be called a spiritual sea since it was too small.
