Bai Zhirui agreed and immediately brought the paper and brush to Zheng Yi.
"Why are you here?" Zheng Yi was slightly surprised.
Bai Zhirui expressed concern, "I'm here to check on you, Master. You've been standing here motionless for an entire day, are you alright?"
"Has it been that long?" Zheng Yi was somewhat astonished.
In his perception, it felt like at most half an hour, he hadn't expected it to be so long.
No wonder those powerful cultivators can go into seclusion for decades or even centuries.
Bai Zhirui nodded vigorously, as if to prove she wasn't lying.
Zheng Yi didn't explain further. He picked up the brush, dipped it in ink, pondered for a moment, and began to write on the paper.
"The spirit aligns, the breath returns to the origin, the mind tranquil and energy full, all apertures unify..."
Having written the core heart method mantra at the beginning, Zheng Yi dipped the brush in ink again and quickly began writing out the cultivation technique.
