Chapter 103 Private Messages on the Short and Long

Gently patted the cheeks and rubbed their hands, Ning Queqiang walked upstairs with his spirits. He had seen the female gentleman, waved his hand to drive the cicadas to roar, pulled out the thin book between the bookshelf, looked with full of expectations, and saw the brand new words on the paper. I couldn't help but raise my eyebrows and feel relieved, but after a moment of sight, my eyebrows had to hang down with some anger.

The mysterious guy was unceremonious in his message, and even extremely cold-blooded, exposing all his hopes over the past few days, defeating the fantasy of the more he suffered, the more he felt that the door was ahead, and directly told him that there was no such thing as in the world. People can understand their own tricks, and everyone who tries to do so is dead.

"Will people 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 a god of food, why can't everyone be a practitioner?

After a long silence, he finally decided to give up and continue watching the book "Wu Shanyang on Haoran's Sword".

For many reasons, Ning Que can be strong, persevering, persevering, and tenacious, and never care about the difficulties and obstacles that may be faced, but courage and perseverance are not the same as stubbornness and stone-like stubbornness.

Although he still doesn't know who the mysterious commentator was and what his identity was in the academy, he firmly believed that that person must be a genius of cultivation, and his understanding of such things as practice is far above himself. The other party said that it would be impossible to kill people if they forced themselves, so it would be very dangerous for him to move mountains blindly.

A master is enough to be my teacher. It is wise to follow others' advice. Ning Qu's rational thinking made him decide to temporarily stop using the eight methods of eternal characters to disassemble characters, but he was still disappointed. Before leaving the old bookstore, he couldn't help but pick up his pen and dip it ink to write. A sentence.

"I won't read it today, but I will continue reading it tomorrow. I haven't read this book "A Preliminary Exploration of Qihai and Snow Mountain". I'm reading "Wu Shanyang on Haoran Sword". You can leave me a message there, and I There is another last question. If it is limited by everyone's different physique, most people in the world cannot sense the breath of heaven and earth. If this is the fate given to each of us by Haotian, is it too unfair to Master Haotian? some?"

Late at night, Chen Pipi appeared in the building again. He glanced at the dark night sky outside the window with clouds covering the stars, pulled out the book from the bookshelf, took out the paper, and couldn't help laughing angry after looking at it, his fat round cheeks were full of resentment. I thought that the tone of this kid leaving a message was getting more and more rude. He clearly asked for it, but the tone of the message seemed to be asking him to do things. I really don't know where the stick came from.

Although he thought so, he squatted down panting, pulled out the book "Wu Shanyang on Haoran's Sword" from under the bookshelf, and then walked to the west window to reply to Ning Que's message.

As the most glorious genius student in the academy in recent years, after Chen Pipi entered the second floor, under the pressure of those terrifying senior brothers in recent years, he had to study honestly and had no chance to play his hobby of being a good teacher. That night, when he saw Ning Que's message expressing his feelings, he occasionally responded and felt worried. He wanted to see if that poor guy could make a breakthrough, and also wanted to satisfy himself.

As the saying goes, helping others is also addictive. Chen Pipi doesn't know who the poor guy is named, whether it is a man or a woman or a child, but since he helped from the beginning, it's like a front building. The mud in the wetland is difficult to get rid of when it is stuck in your hands. This is purely a psychological problem.

The next day, Ning Que climbed into the old bookstore and pulled out the Haoran sword directly. Then he saw the mysterious man's message. Seeing 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 mountain. He will always be pity for the lotus flowers on the clouds, and he will be lazy and look at the grass in the cracks of the rocks at the foot of the mountain. For example, The only genius in this world is the lotus, and you are a poor guy who cannot practice in your body. So what you, the grass, should do now is not to doubt all this, but to accept all this."

Ning Que murmured with the piece of tissue, "A unique genius in the world? He is really a stinky guy."

At this point, he was increasingly suspicious of the identity of the mysterious man. Judging from the other party's words and sentences, he did not look like the young and virtuous professors in the academy, but more like the third son of Xie and Zhong Dajun. The precious orchid that grew up in a greenhouse since childhood.

But this person is obviously more than the self-pride of Xie Chengyun and others, because his tone when he said he was a genius seemed so natural, as if he had been proven countless times by the world and time and was unbreakable. Absolute truth - such as water flowing to a low place, such as spicy and sour noodles soup, such as Sangsang's diligent work.

However, when it comes to self-confidence, Ning Que has always been unwilling to be inferior to others.

He never was in front of the crowd, and his classmates were proud and arrogant. That was because he thought he had already passed that age, and it was a bit inappropriate and naive to play with this style, which did not mean that he did not mean that he was Have any doubts about your ability.

The freak three good students trained from the New China education system to the invincible students who have been writing and killing all the school's double lists since childhood, from kindergarten to the inks of the mathematics class to the incomparable students.

So he answered this today.

"There is no need to argue about things like lotus and grass, but what I want to say is that if there is really a unique genius in this world, then this genius can only be me, not you, because only I am qualified to be That only one. If so, then I have a question again. Since you said that Master Haotian will only give mercy on the real genius, since I am that real genius, why can't I practice? "

The Xiling Divine Kingdom, which has the most believers, the most laity, and the most wealth and power, naturally has many geniuses. Before the seven volumes of heavenly books deep in the dilapidated temple, I don't know how many amazing people practice silently.

The most respected status in the world, the most worldly hermits, and the Tang Academy, which has figures like the Master, naturally has many geniuses. After several stone statues on the second floor, I don't know how many wise people live peacefully.

Chen Pipi, who has just had a short life of 16 years but has been studying in these two places for many years, has long confirmed from the attitudes of teachers and classmates that he is the most outstanding genius in the world of cultivation, even if he meets someone else. Those two guys from unknown places also have enough capital to be proud. So he didn't think his usual attitude and his comments were too proud of that guy, because it was just an explanation of a simple fact.

Now he finally met a guy who was more proud and confident than him.

The problem is that in his opinion, the guy who claimed to be a unique genius was just a poor, unfamiliar person who didn't even know what cultivation was. He only had some perseverance and ghost methods... Well, Chen Pipi admitted that You can be considered both intelligent and firm, but why do you compete with me for genius?

In his rage, he used the dim starlight through the clouds and accompanied by the angry cicadas outside the window to write a crazy book. In his message, he gave Ning Que a question:

"You use the eight methods of eternal character to disassemble the characters, and use this stupid method to forget your intentions. I believe that when you observe Haoran's sword, the sword energy has already hurt the heart and lungs. Then I will ask you, how should the heart and lungs be treated? Don't talk about Qian Caozi's powerful medicines? I just ask you how to decoct mugwort slices and wormwood? How much boiling fire? How to deal with angelica genus ginger? Slice or grind powder? What is the dose of red ginseng brown sugar? How to mix them? When will the green fruit and wormwood be supplemented? Answer me!"

"Mitsui Mugwort slices, mugwort, angelica, red ginseng, brown sugar, green fruit, artemisia annua?"

Ning Que looked at the sloppy messages on the paper and imagined the look of the guy who should be very young when he was angry and crazy about the book. He couldn't help but raise his eyebrows, thinking that this matter was really interesting.

It was not surprising that guy left the question to test himself, but he did not expect that the questions left by the other party had nothing to do with the six subjects of practice - such as how many sword intents you can see by splitting the eight methods of Yong's character "Yong's character "Eight Methods" - but he was asking about the way of medicine.

In an instant, he figured out the other party's intention. That guy thought he was a unique genius in the path of practice, so it would be unfair to use questions about practice to test himself, so he simply chose the questions that had nothing to do with the six subjects of practice, and a question about how to choose medicine and decoct them. The topic.

The other party's meaning of choosing this question is very clear and proud: The so-called genius is a versatile talent who can master the door. I use the practice questions to test you without being able to do it, so it is enough to use the problems you encounter. It's hard for you to die.

"What a proud guy."

Ning Que shook his head with a smile, and then his smile suddenly faded away because he really didn't know how to solve this problem and how to use those drugs that are not unfamiliar with decocted to cure his lung injury. The doctor in Chang'an City collected twenty taels of silver from Sangsang, which was just asking him to take good care of himself. Although he used herbal medicines to treat his injuries in Minshan Mountains, he really didn't know how to treat the lung injury. These drugs were How to rectify it?

On weekdays, you are not competitive and you are disdainful of competing. Have you ever seen a young man named Wang Bo argue with his peers about the word "Feng" in several ways? Have you ever seen Jimmy Lin and his classmates at Huagang Art School when he was seventeen years old Are you jealous? But if the young Wang Bo meets Gan Luo, Jimmy Lin meets Sun Yaowei at the age of seventeen...

Ning Que now meets a proud guy who claims to be a genius and is most likely a real genius. He naturally wants to compete with the other party, but it's a pity that he really doesn'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, and his right hand holding the brush tightened, and he wrote on the paper: "But for fairness, I also have a question to test you, I don't know if you can answer it. "