Chapter 6 Dreams shine into reality

"Uncle, what is the day today?" When he went downstairs, Zhang Cundao asked the uncle who was enjoying the cool downstairs.

The old man glanced at him and said, "It's a small path, today it's No. 10, what's wrong?"

Zhang Cundao was stunned when he heard this answer, because he clearly remembered that when he went to the dream world that day, it should be the night of the Ninth...

Has it been a night here after spending so many days in the dream world?

He shook his head, not understanding what was going on. He was not very smart and thought about it for a while, but he couldn't figure out what was going on.

There is no literary appreciation class today, this is an elective course, and there are not many courses in normal times. After taking the compulsory course in a daze, he must go to the track and field team to report. He is a sports special enrollment, and if he does not go to training, he may face the punishment of dropping out.

He is a member of the school's track and field team, focusing on medium and long-distance running. As the school's special sports recruitment, he has the responsibility and obligation to win honors for the school! He didn't take leave last time, but it would be unreasonable if he didn't go this time.

After coming to the school's playground and taking leave with the coach, he began to warm up and then trotted for a five-kilometer.

After a training session, Zhang Cundao let out a light thrill. Because he ran down the five kilometers, he felt very relaxed. This was what he ran at the usual rhythm. It was a bit difficult to get through the round, but today it was very relaxed.

It's like running not five kilometers, but one kilometer.

While moving his body, he was thinking about this question. On the other hand, the coach obviously saw all this. He walked over and said, "Cundao, you are in good condition today. You seem to have enough energy to run over the five kilometers. Is there a breakthrough?"

"I don't know either. Maybe I'm in a very good state today..." Zhang Cundao couldn't explain it clearly.

The coach nodded and patted his shoulder and said, "If you can maintain this level, then you have great hopes for this year's National College Games!"

He smiled and said, "I don't ask you to win the championship either. I just hope you can defeat Mingrui University. It doesn't matter if you lose to other schools. Losing to Mingrui University is too embarrassing! Hahaha."

Hearing this, Zhang Cundao couldn't help laughing. Because Zijin University is one of the best universities in the country, and Mingrui University is the best universities with them. It's either they are the first, they are the first!

The two top universities are competing all the time. In terms of college sports meet, the two schools actually have not achieved good grades. After all, there are still some sports majors. But people from both universities know that others can lose, but they can’t!

The coach encouraged Zhang Cundao and went to guide other team members. After Zhang Cundao curled his smile, he was also considering why his strength suddenly increased.

So he ran five kilometers again. This time, he tried his best, as if he was on the court.

Then, people on the sports field saw a man like the wind whistling by them. Whether they were running or not, they were shocked!

At the end of the five kilometers, Zhang Cundao gasped slightly. Then at this time the coach rushed to his side and shouted to him: "Zhang Cundao, do you know how fast you ran just now? Have you taken medicine?!"

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After a long explanation, the coach believed that he had not taken the medicine. The teammates next to him also came to ask about the situation. This made Zhang Cundao somewhat uncomfortable. He hurriedly made a few excuses and left here.

Walking on the way back, Zhang Cundao finally thought of it.

"Can this be the ability brought out by the dream world?" If the dream world can bring out wounds, why can't it bring out some abilities?

He practiced in the Taoist temple for half a month, and his body also cultivated a sense of venting energy, and even had it deposited under his feet...

Deposited to the feet...

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but look at his feet. Could this "Taishang Wuwei Qingjing Sutra" make him run faster? The clear energy deposited on the footboard, which sounds like strengthening his feet.

He was a little excited, but the next moment, his heart hangs up again. Because he also thought of the consequences of the deposition of clear energy under his feet! That is, his feet will explode!

He was shocked and quickly felt it. This feeling didn't matter. He quickly felt that some clear air was indeed deposited on his feet. These clear air was dissipating at a slow speed!

Zhang Cundao was shocked. What is this situation? Can the practice of the dream world bring reality?

Can you practice in reality?

But soon he rejected this idea because he could not feel any clear air entering his body here. He used the exercises and tried to inhale the clear air, but he sucked a loneliness.

He gained nothing except feeling the wind blowing above his head!

Reality cannot be practiced! Even if there is the clear air brought from the dream world in the body, it will slowly disappear here.

If not supplemented, it will dissipate...

Zhang Cundao was a little confused for a moment. The more he came into contact with these things, the more frightened he became.

After thinking about it, he went to the school library to borrow some books related to ancient Chinese, and then bought a lot of coffee. He needed to use coffee to refresh himself, but as a sports student, he could not use those stimulant-type things.

When he got home, he took out the tea leaves from the house and made a pot of strong tea for himself. He didn't drink tea before, but today he was willing to go to bed.

With coffee and strong tea, he began to read the ancient books. His thick body gave him a headache. In order to prevent himself from falling asleep because of reading, he chose to stand up and read.

He swore that even during the college entrance examination, he had never tried so hard to read the book!

Looking through the thick literature and books, Zhang Cundao would drink tea and coffee when he was sleepy. If he really couldn't do it, he would exercise his body. Anyway, he wouldn't let himself fall asleep.

In this way, after a whole night, he was still in good spirits. And those borrowed books only read the first few pages!

Haha, for a poor student, studying is painful... He thought he could continue to watch by just working hard, but in fact, he overestimated himself too much!

The literature in the university library is not something he can understand in one night if he is a half-baked person!

After thinking about it, he gritted his teeth. He took out two bottles of good wine from his old father's wine cabinet, then put the two bottles of good wine in his schoolbag, and went to Professor Wen's office again!

Soon, in Professor Wen's office, Zhang Cundao took out the two bottles of good wine and placed them on the table, and then said, "The professor helped me a lot last time, and I left without thanking me well. I was really not polite. This time I came to thank the professor."

Professor Wen looked at the wine on the table, then looked at Zhang Cundao with a flattering smile, pushed his glasses and said, "Okay, what's wrong with you?"

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!