Listen, it refers to perceiving sounds. Plants and animals differ; they cannot rely on ears to hear but must listen with their hearts. Lin Hai listens to the Spiritual Energy, and she must rely on listening to confirm that her choices are not mistaken.
Xiao Xian sat down quietly; now without spatial abilities, she could only rely on herself, closing her eyes to listen. The chirping of birds and insects in the Wanlin Hills gradually became clear, along with the sound of the wind rustling the leaves. Sunlight shone on the leaves, illuminating the veins on their surfaces, and water splashed against the rocks in the streams.
Gradually, these sounds also disappeared, and Xiao Xian could only hear her own heartbeat. All things under heaven are just like that; after her heartbeat, came irregular breaths of varying intensity.
