Chapter 104: The Short and Long of Private Letters
Chapter 104: Discussing the pros and cons of private message exchanges
Gently patting his cheeks and rubbing his hands, Ning Que gathered his energy and walked upstairs. He saw the female gentleman, waved his hand to scare away the cicadas, took out the thin book from the bookshelf, looked at it with expectation, and saw the brand new handwriting on the paper.
He couldn't help but raise his eyebrows in relief, but after looking at it for a moment, his eyebrows had to lower with some annoyance.
The mysterious guy was rude in his message, and could even be said to be extremely cold-blooded in destroying all the hopes he had these days, shattering the illusion that the more he suffered, the more he felt that the door was in front of him, and directly told him that there was no such thing as a door in the world.
People can gain access to it on their own, and everyone who tries to do so dies.
"Will anyone die? Where are those guys from the Demon Sect?"
Ning Que murmured to himself, his eyes full of disappointment, thinking to himself, since the gray-haired man said that everyone can be the God of Cookery, why can't everyone be a practitioner?
After being silent for a long time, he finally decided to give up reading the book "Wu Yangyang's Theory of Haoran Sword".
For many reasons, Ning Que can be so strong and perseverant that he can move mountains without hesitation, regardless of the difficulties and obstacles he may face, but courage and perseverance are not the same as stubbornness and stone-like stubbornness.
Although to this day, he still doesn't know who the mysterious message leaver is and what his status is in the academy, he firmly believes that that person must be a spiritual genius, and his understanding of such things as spiritual practice is far better than his own. Since
The other party said that it would be impossible to kill someone by forcibly opening the body, so it would definitely be very dangerous for him to move the mountain blindly.
Those who have mastered it are enough to be my teachers, and it is wise to follow people's advice. Ning Que's rational thinking made him decide to temporarily stop using the eight methods of splitting Yong characters, but he still felt disappointed. Before leaving the old age, he couldn't help but pick up a pen and dip in ink to write a paragraph.
talk.
"I won't read it today, but I will continue to read it tomorrow. I am not reading this book "A Preliminary Exploration of Qihai Snow Mountain" now. I am reading "Wu Yangyang's Theory of Haoran Sword". You can leave me a message there. In addition, I
There is one last question. If most people in the world are unable to sense the breath of heaven and earth due to the different physiques of each person, and if this is the fate given to each of us by Haotian, then is it too unfair for Master Haotian?
some?"
Late at night, Chen Pipi appeared in the building again. He glanced outside the window at the dark night sky where the stars were obscured by clouds. He took out the book from the bookshelf and took out the paper. After looking at it twice, he couldn't help but laugh in annoyance.
The fat, round cheeks were full of resentment, thinking that the tone of this boy's messages was getting more and more rude. He clearly wanted something from me, but the tone of his messages seemed to be ordering him to do something. I really don't know where it came from.
A mallet.
Although he was thinking this, he panted and knelt down, pulled out the "Wu Yang Yang's Theory of Haoran Sword" from under the bookshelf, then walked to the west window and started to reply to Ning Que's message.
As the academy's most brilliant genius student in recent years, after Chen Pipi entered the second floor, under the pressure of those terrifying seniors in the past few years, she could only study diligently in class and had no chance to show off her hobby of being a teacher.
, that night, when he saw Ning Que's emotional message expressing his feelings, he happened to reply. He had some concerns in his heart, wanting to see if the poor guy could make a breakthrough, and also wanted to satisfy himself.
As the saying goes, helping people can be addictive. Chen Pipi didn't know the poor guy's name, whether he was a boy, a girl, young or old, but since he helped from the beginning, this matter was like the one in front of the building.
The mud in the wetland is difficult to shake off when it sticks to your hands. This is purely a psychological problem.
The next day, Ning Que went to the old school and pulled out the Haoran Sword. Then he saw the message from the mysterious man. When he saw two lines of extremely arrogant words written on the paper, he couldn't help but rub his eyebrows and smiled bitterly.
"There is no such thing as fairness in this world. Master Haotian is like the sunshine on the snow-capped mountains. He will always only pity the lotus flowers above the clouds, and take a lazy look at the grass in the cracks of the rocks at the foot of the mountain. For example
My unique genius in the world is that lotus flower, and you are a poor guy who is ignorant of all the things in your body and cannot practice cultivation, so what you, a little grass, have to do now is not to doubt all this, but to accept it all."
Ning Que took the tissue paper and murmured: "A unique genius in the world? What a stinky guy."
At this point in the exchange of messages, he became more and more suspicious of the identity of the mysterious person. Judging from the words and sentences of the other party, he did not look like those venerable professors in the academy, but more like Third Young Master Xie or Zhong Dajun.
That precious orchid that has grown in a greenhouse since childhood.
It's just that this person is obviously several levels more conceited than Xie Chengyun and others, because when he said that he was a genius, his tone seemed so natural, as if it had been proven countless times by the world and time and was therefore unbreakable.
Absolute truth - such as water flowing to lower places, such as hot and sour noodle soup being delicious, such as Sang Sang being hardworking.
But when it comes to things like self-confidence, Ning Que has never been willing to lag behind others.
He would never look down on himself in front of a crowd or among his classmates. That was because he believed that he had already passed that age, and it was inappropriate and childish to behave in this way. It did not mean that he
I have no doubts about my abilities.
He has written all over the school's double list since he was a child. From various interest classes in kindergarten to writing papers for the Mathematical Olympiad exam, he is a freak of three good students who was trained by the invincible New China education system. He absolutely believes that he is the real genius.
So this is his answer today.
"There is no need to argue about lotus and grass, but what I want to explain is that if there is a unique genius in this world, then this genius can only be me, not you, because only I am qualified to be
The only one. So then I have another question, since you said Master Haotian will only show mercy to real geniuses, and since I am the real genius, then why can't I practice?"
The Xiling Divine Kingdom, which has the largest number of believers, the largest number of worldly masters, and the largest wealth and power in the world, naturally has many geniuses. Before the seven volumes of the Heavenly Book deep in the ruined temple, there are countless talented people practicing silently.
The Tang Academy, which has the most respected status in the world, has the most hermits in the world, and has a figure like the Master, naturally also has many geniuses. Behind the several stone statues on the second floor, there are countless wise men who live peacefully.
Chen Pipi, who has just lived a short life of sixteen years, but has already studied in these two places for many years, has long been convinced from the attitude of his teachers and the eyes of his classmates that he is the most outstanding genius in the world of cultivation. Even if he meets other
He also has enough pride in those two guys from an unknown place. So he doesn't think that his usual attitude and message to that guy are too proud, because they are just stating a simple fact.
Now he finally met a guy who was prouder and more confident than him.
The problem is that in his opinion, the guy who claims to be the unique genius is just a poor ignorant person who doesn't even know anything about spiritual practice and only has some perseverance and tricks...Okay, Chen Pipi admits that
This guy is both smart and tough, but why do you compete with me for being a genius?
When he was furious, he used the dim starlight through the clouds and the angry cicadas chirping outside the window to write frantically, and wrote a topic to Ning Que in his message:
"You use the Eight Methods of Yongzi to split characters, and use this stupid method to read books and forget your mind. The sword energy must have hurt your heart and lungs when you looked at Haoran's sword. Then let me ask you, how to treat heart and lung injuries? Don't talk about Qiancaozi and other powerful medicines.
Dirty thing, I just want to ask you how to decoct moxa tablets and mugwort? How much to roll and heat? How to process Angelica dahurica and ginkgo? Slice or grind it into powder? What is the dosage of red ginseng and brown sugar? How to mix it? When should you take supplements of Qingguo and Artemisia annua?
Give me the answer!"
"Ai Pian mugwort, angelica dahurica and ginkgo, red ginseng and brown sugar, green fruit and artemisia annua?"
Ning Que looked at the scrawled messages on the paper, imagining the look of the young man who must have been writing furiously, and couldn't help but raise his eyebrows, thinking that this matter was really interesting.
It wasn't surprising that the guy left questions to test himself, but he didn't expect that the questions the other party left had nothing to do with the six subjects of spiritual practice - such as how many sword intentions can be seen when splitting the words "Yongzi Bafa" - but they were about medicine.
In an instant, he understood the other party's intention. He considered himself to be a unique genius on the path of spiritual practice, so it would naturally be unfair to test himself with questions about spiritual practice, so he simply chose the path and had nothing to do with the six subjects of spiritual practice.
The question is about how to choose medicine to decoct and take.
The other party's meaning in choosing this question was very clear and he was very proud: the so-called genius is an all-rounder who knows all the disciplines. It's not enough for me to defeat you with practice questions. It's enough to use your own problems.
Hard to kill you.
"What a very proud guy."
Ning Que smiled and shook his head, and then his smile suddenly faded, because he really didn't know how to solve this problem, and how to mix and drink familiar drugs to cure his lung injury. The man in Chang'an City
The doctor took twenty taels of silver from Sangsang, but only told him to have a good life. Although he was accustomed to using herbal medicine to treat injuries and illnesses in Minshan, he really didn't know how to treat his lung injury and how to treat it with these medicines.
If you are not competitive in daily life, you are disdainful of being competitive. Have you ever seen Wang Bo, a young man, arguing with his peers about how to write the word fennel? Have you ever seen Lin Zhiying, who was seventeen years old, arguing with his classmates from Huagang Art School?
Are they jealous? But if the young Wang Bo met Gan Luo, and the seventeen-year-old Lin Zhiying met Sun Yaowei...
Ning Que now met a proud guy who claimed to be a genius and was very likely to be a real genius. Naturally, he wanted to compete with him, but unfortunately, he really didn't know how to answer this question.
"I really can't answer your question." He replied on the paper with some shame.
Then he raised his brows, a few freckles on his face lit up, tightened his right hand holding the brush, and wrote on the paper: "But for the sake of fairness, I also have a question to test you. I don't know if you can answer it.