Chapter 85 A storm breaks out outside the building
The thin book "A Preliminary Exploration of Snow Mountains and Seas" was now like a huge mountain in his hand. He took a deep breath and turned his gaze to the window for a long time. When the green forest tops were dyed green, the tired and dry eyes were
With his eyes open, he lowered his head again and continued to read silently. After a while, he raised his head again and looked at the snow-white roof before resting.
When he first read these magical spiritual books, he could only hold on for a few sentences, but now he can hold on for longer and longer. Although he still doesn't know what he saw after returning to Lin 47 Alley every day.
Where, but he had a very vague but clear feeling that he was seeing more and more every day.
Being able to hold on for longer is not because his resistance to the spells and ink characters on the book is getting stronger and stronger, but because his willpower has been tempered more and more tenaciously in this war, and he is constantly looking for rest.
Match the time with reading and find ways to support yourself for a longer period of time.
"If you continue to look at me like this, you will die."
Next to Fang Ming by the window, the female professor who had always lowered her head to write in regular script slowly raised her head, placed the elegant pen in her hand on the inkstone, looked at Ning Que, whose body was about to fall, and said harmoniously.
Ning Que slowly closed the book, turned around with difficulty, and bowed to the female professor by the window. Xie Chengyun at the end of the bookshelf also slowly closed the book and bowed his head to the female professor very politely.
As the only two students on this floor who have persisted, they certainly know that there is always a female professor sitting by the window, but this gentleman seems to be tracing his own words forever. No matter if someone is unconscious or whatever, he will not let her
He raised his head and gradually became a corner of the scenery, a non-existent existence.
Today, the female professor finally put down her pen and began to speak.
"The practice books on this floor are all written in ink by great practitioners using their thoughts. In other words, every ink character on these books is the highest quality of the Talisman Master."
The female professor looked at Xie Chengyun who was sitting cross-legged on the ground and said, "Both of you are extremely perseverant. You can even be said to be the most perseverant students in the academy in the past ten years. But you must know one thing. You have to see through the talisman master's ruthlessness.
The best grade, perseverance is of no use. To enter the book, break the book and know the book, you must have the ability to reach the upper level of the Mystic."
Then she turned to look at Ning Que, and said with a slight pity: "Xie Chengyun has passed the realm of perception and is about to enter the realm of no confusion, so he can last longer, and what he has learned in the building will be of some benefit to his practice, and your physique
It is not suitable for practice at all. Just relying on perseverance to survive here will do you a lot of harm but no good. It is better to... go back early."
Ning Que stood there and was silent for a long time. Suddenly he bowed to the female professor and asked sincerely: "Sir, sir, may I ask if you are in the upper level of Dongxuan?"
The female professor shook her head.
Ning Que understood, and continued to ask with a gentle smile: "May I ask sir, did you reach the upper level of Dongxuan when you first entered the academy?"
The female professor smiled slightly and understood what he meant.
Ning Que bowed his head to the ground again and said sincerely: "Student, I want to continue watching for a few more days."
The female professor gave him an appreciative look and said, "In the end, you still have to do what you can. If you persist, don't blame me for stopping you."
"Yes, sir."
Not long after this conversation, Ning Que and Xie Chengyun fainted again. The four deacons wearing academy robes had long been accustomed to this, and even their weights were clearly known.
They picked them up expressionlessly, not bothering to shout anything else, and just walked downstairs.
In late spring, the forest tops were dense and green, filtering through the window to the second floor of the old building. The female professor looked at the spring scenery outside the window and shook her head with a smile. Then she was about to lower her head and continue tracing her own regular script. At this moment, the old teacher walked downstairs.
He came up, walked to her, bowed very respectfully, and said, "Teacher, there is something unclear about the student."
The female professor looked at him and said gently: "I have recently discovered some wonderful things that I don't understand. You might as well share the details together."
The old teacher sighed and said: "I have been watching these two students for many days. Xie Chengyun has a foundation in spiritual practice and has extraordinary perseverance. He can sustain himself upstairs for so many days. Although it is not easy, it is not uncommon after all. But
Then why can Ning Que survive for such a long time when he is clearly a mortal? This doesn't make sense."
The female professor looked at the ink gradually dyed on the tip of the inkstone, and after a moment of silence she said softly: "I remember many years ago, my husband once said that if a person's will is strong enough, even God will be afraid... I think
, this child named Ning Que is probably someone with a strong enough will."
In the next few days, things seemed to be as usual. There were classes in the morning, meals at noon, and climbing upstairs in the afternoon. Under the gaze of all the students in the academy, Ning Que and Xie Chengyun climbed up the stairs first or last, or were carried out first or last.
, just when this situation seemed to be becoming a daily occurrence, there was finally a new change.
Ning Que asked Mr. Xi that he could bring shellless, oil-free, and crumbless food into the old place, so he took a few white flour pancakes today. However, just as he was about to enter the old place, he was stopped by someone.
"How long are you going to be angry at?" Situ Yilan held Jin Wucai's little hand and looked at him angrily. Looking at his pale cheeks, her heart softened for no reason, and she lowered her voice and said: "
Now the whole academy knows that you are the most perseverant students, so why continue?"
Ning Que rubbed his aching eyes and looked at her inexplicably, as if he didn't understand what she said. In fact, he did not understand. However, in the eyes of the onlookers, this expression was more like some kind of provocation.
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Situ Yilan said angrily: "Look at what you look like now, with dark circles under your eyes, pale face, and you will fall down when the wind blows, just like that pervert Chu Youxian. We all know that you, like us, can't practice. In this case, you
What's the point of going upstairs? Why do you have to fight with Mr. Xie and continue going upstairs?"
Chu Youxian squeezed out from the crowd, held Ning Que's left arm, looked at Situ Yilan and raised his eyebrows and said: "Miss Situ, although you are the daughter of General Yunhui, there are some things you should not say nonsense. Although I am lustful, but
Not a ghost."
Then he turned to look at Ning Que's pale cheek, and said with great sincerity and regret: "But to be honest, I advise you not to continue going upstairs. Why are you so angry? Even if you give up now, you, an ordinary person, can actually compete with a spiritual genius.
Third Young Master Xie has carried it on till now, who can't talk about you without giving him a few words of praise?"
Ning Que smiled, looked at the people standing in front of him and said, "I think you guys have really misunderstood. I just wanted to read a book when I went upstairs, and it has nothing to do with things like being angry and fighting. I think Third Young Master Xie thinks the same way."
of."
"You don't know what he thinks."
Situ Yilan looked at him solemnly and said: "The Third Young Master has only one purpose in entering the academy, and that is to enter the second floor. If he can't even compare to you, how can he have enough confidence to enter the real second floor?
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"Second floor?" Ning Que frowned slightly, feeling like he had heard this statement somewhere before. He scratched his head and said, "Don't Mr. Xie and I read on the second floor every day?"
"You don't even know the second floor? Then why do you work so hard to go upstairs every day?"
Situ Yilan looked at him with wide eyes, as if looking at a god, and explained in surprise: "The second floor of the academy is not the old second floor, but a very strange place. All the real sages are on the second floor.
I studied in the building, and I heard that there are many worldly masters there now."
"What does that have to do with upstairs?" Ning Que pointed to the roof in confusion.
"Because the door to the second floor is on the second floor of the old building." Situ Yilan said angrily: "I know it's a bit awkward to say, but you just need to know that the second floor of the academy is very difficult to enter. I heard
In the past ten years, only seven or eight people have entered. Since you don't have this idea, why bother to join forces with Third Young Master Xie?"
Ning Que looked at her and smiled and said: "You mean, in order not to affect Third Young Master Xie's cultivation path, and not to undermine his confidence in entering the second floor, you should let me... give up on my own initiative?"
As soon as this statement came out, the crowd of onlookers fell silent, because this kind of request made no sense anyway and seemed extremely rude and rude. Jin Wucai, who had been standing silently next to Situ Yilan, bit his lower lip and broke away from his female companion.
He held up his hand, walked to Ning Que, bowed seriously, and said in a slightly trembling voice: "I would like to ask Mr. Ning to do it for me. Third Young Master... Third Young Master had already vomited blood after returning home last night. He really couldn't hold on any longer.
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This was the first time that Ning Que knew that the young man who climbed the stairs with him every day had paid such a high price for it. He thought about his vomiting every night and the concern and concern on Sangsang's little face, and fell into silence.
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At this moment, Zhong Dajun looked at him coldly and said: "Is it necessary to beg in a low voice with such a person? I simply don't believe that an ordinary person can stay upstairs for so many days. Chengyun cries upstairs every day.
While Xue was reading, who knows what he was doing upstairs, maybe he was just closing his eyes to rest."
Xie Chengyun was a talented man in the Southern Jin Dynasty. When he went north to study and passed Yangguan, he stayed at Zhong Dajun's house. The two were famous, they cherished each other, and got along very well.
Zhong Dajun saw his friend being forced to go upstairs every day by Ning Que until he vomited blood last night. He was already extremely angry. Of course, maybe even he didn't understand. The reason why he made such a heart-wrenching and vicious speculation was just because he was unwilling to do so.
All the eyes of the academy were snatched away by the soldiers from the border town in front of them.
Zhu Xin made a vicious speculation, but it seemed to be very consistent with the real situation. The students looked at Ning Que and their eyes became a little complicated. At this moment, two carriages drove up on the stone path outside the building. Their expressions
The snow-white Xie Chengyun was helped out of the carriage and stared blankly at this side, but never said a word.