Chapter 1062 Beyond the Controllable Range
As more and more people enter the practice.
However, Zhang Shengli found that those who were able to comprehend things again finally became normal.
All these people have the surname Zhang.
The older ones are like my father, and the younger ones are like Zhang Xiaodong and others.
Those who didn't realize it sat there "pretending" until dawn.
A whole night.
When it dawned the next day, people began to wake up gradually.
"ah!"
Suddenly, a voice exclaimed.
Looking at the crowd of villagers, the guy in front of me was obviously a little startled.
Thinking of not going back to school last night, I felt a little worried.
However, something seems wrong.
"Uncle Shengli, what's wrong with them?"
Zhang Shengli looked at the young man in front of him, curled his lips, and said angrily: "Whatever happened to you before, will happen to them."
Until then, some villagers were pretending to be sitting there. After hearing the noise, they all stood up.
"What happened last night? Why did you all come here?"
"Hey, Dad, I had a dream last night, in which I learned a set of swordsmanship."
Snap!
A slap hit the opponent's head.
"Learn swordsmanship! I asked you to learn swordsmanship. If you don't study hard, is it reasonable for you to come here?"
Zhang Shengli looked on amused.
"Okay, let's talk about it when we get back, and be quiet.
The young man smiled and came to sit next to Zhang Shengli.
"Uncle Shengli, give me a sword. I find that now..."
Before he could finish speaking, Zhang Shengli stretched out his hand to stop him.
Because at this time, someone woke up again.
As one by one the young people woke up, it was originally early in the morning, but later on, it was already three o'clock in the morning.
"Brother Fugui, please let these people go back first. Everyone hasn't slept all night, so go back and have a rest first.
When they all wake up, I will take them back.
After rest, we will meet here in the evening.”
"Gathering? Anything else?"
Xie Fugui turned around and glanced at his son, who was still meditating with his eyes closed, feeling a little worried.
Everyone else woke up, but there were still three or four who didn't.
Among them was his son Yuanbao.
"Don't you want to see the small world? Take a rest during the day, and you can go there with a group of people in the evening."
Just like that, the originally bustling stands were instantly missing more than half of their people.
At this time, Tang Rou and Tang Li stood up from meditating and came to Zhang Shengli's side.
"Have you also realized it?"
Tang Li shook her head and Tang Rou smiled bitterly.
"To realize what you're doing, I sat down all night and practiced all the time, but I didn't realize anything.
But practicing here is faster than in the small world, and I can spend several days here at a time."
Seeing Tang Rou's appearance, Zhang Shengli wanted to laugh but forced it back.
"You have your own way to go. The way of swordsmanship is not suitable for you, so it is normal for you not to understand it thoroughly."
"What about Xiaodie?" Tang Rou rolled her eyes, a little unconvinced.
"She?" Zhang Shengli shook his head: "You didn't see that she was practicing. She should have woken up long ago. She was just pretending."
Zhang Shengli had already seen clearly that the ray of light did not fall on her head at all.
At this moment, Xiaodie, who was still meditating, suddenly showed a smile, stood up and came to Zhang Shengli's side.
"Hehe, I can't hide anything from dad."
Xiaodie was a little excited: "But I'm not pretending, I'm really practicing. This night's practice is enough to last me for several months."
"Just brag!" Zhang Shengli glared at him angrily.
"Really, I didn't lie to you. I feel that it won't be long before I can break through to the middle stage of Xiantian."
Zhang Shengli shook his head.
It was only a matter of time before Xiaodie broke through to the middle stage of innateness.
As for whether it had anything to do with this practice, he didn't know.
"Okay, let's just watch from the sidelines. I've caused such a big trouble. I'll settle the score with you later when I go back."
Xiaodie stuck out her tongue at the other party.
At this moment, another person woke up.
It's Feng Huang!
"Huangzi, this way!"
Xiaodie waved to the other party.
Zheng Xiaoman also hurriedly greeted him and asked for help.
"Dad, why hasn't grandpa woke up yet?"
Not so good.
Now Zhang Xinqiang was sitting there with no sign of waking up.
On the contrary, the light above the head is getting brighter and brighter.
The situation was beyond Zhang Shengli's control.
Although he had not expected the previous situation, the current situation made him even more anxious.
"Shengli, your dad..."
Zhang's mother stood up at this time, glanced at Zhang Xinqiang who was still sitting there, and couldn't help but ask.
"It's okay, Mom. It's not just Dad, there are a few more, aren't there?"
Zhang Shengli comforted him, but started to murmur in his heart.
This situation is really abnormal.
Because those who are still meditating are all minors, like Zhang Xinqiang. Among adults, he is the only one in this situation.
This wait lasted all morning.
When more people from the village began to return, Zhang Xinqiang was the only one left on the entire platform who was still comprehending.
"dad!"
Xiaodie began to worry, pulled Zhang Shengli's sleeve, and asked heartily.
"Is Grandpa going to be okay?"
"Don't worry, it's okay!"
Zhang Shengli stood up and walked towards the sword.
Under the long sword, Zhang Xinqiang's expression turned extremely ugly.
Sometimes it's twisted, sometimes it's painful.
As the ray of light slowly flowed down, Zhang Xinqiang's body began to tremble rapidly.
"victory!"
Mother Zhang was almost crying.
Everyone was fine, so why did something happen when Zhang Xinqiang arrived?
"Don't worry!" Zhang Shengli comforted him, but he began to worry in his heart.
At this time, he asked everyone to withdraw and came under the sword alone.
The mind tried to communicate with the sword.
They are all inherited by the Zhang family, and he still has a master-servant relationship with the sword.
Maybe it will have some effect?
Just like that, Zhang Shengli began to sink in.
Everyone saw that a pillar of light was set up between the long sword and Zhang Shengli.
But the difference is that Zhang Xinqiang's light flows from the long sword to Zhang Xinqiang.
But Zhang Shengli's situation is exactly the opposite.
Everyone became nervous.
If something goes wrong with Zhang Shengli, then they have no hope at all and can't be of any help at all.
"Sixth Master!"
When Mr. Liu saw the situation in front of him, his frown relaxed.
Muttering to himself.
"This kid really got the inheritance."
Having said this, he turned his attention to everyone: "Okay, don't worry, this is a good thing!"
Good thing?
No one believes it.
What good thing will make Zhang Xinqiang like this?
His face was almost distorted.
However, as Mr. Liu finished speaking, Zhang Xinqiang, who was sitting there, suddenly became calm.
The originally distorted face now showed a smile.
call!
Everyone breathed a sigh of relief.
boom!
At this moment, the beam of light that penetrated Zhang Xinqiang's head suddenly broke off.
Then, Zhang Xinqiang was seen flying backwards, with a mouthful of blood spurting out of his mouth.
"grandfather!"
"Hadron!"
Reversal too fast!
Several figures all ran towards Zhang Xinqiang, including Mr. Liu who was still there.
This chapter has been completed!