Chapter 120 What will you do after you can practice?

"The word "old friend" is used inappropriately." Zhong Dajun stared at the back in the corridor of hiding rain and said angrily: "Who knows what coincidence it is that Your Highness has seen him and was deceived by him."

In front of the bookstore, Chu Zhongtian, who was burly, scratched his head and said, "Your Highness knows Ning Que. After I went home, I mentioned it to my elders. Uncle Wu later wrote back and said that he had asked Hua Shanyue, the Duwei of Gushan County. , said that Ning Que was a soldier from Weicheng. His Highness had been with him on the way back to Beijing. He probably had some strength. His Highness remembered this, so he occasionally cared about him in Chang'an City."

Chu Zhongtian is the best student among the thirty-seven grandsons of Chu Xiongtu, the sixteen general of the Tang Dynasty. He is very popular in the mansion. The elders often do not avoid him when they discuss right and wrong in the court, so what he said has always been. Trusted.

"It seems that I just met you by chance in front of the old bookstore that day. As for the efforts on Your Highness's way back to Beijing..."

Zhong Dajun said faintly: "What can he do as a small soldier? By the way, he can help him set up a tent and lead a horse to pick up dry manure. His highness is virtuous and kind, and it is not surprising that he occasionally takes care of him. I really didn't expect that this villain would dare to use His Highness's reputation to raise his own value. His temperament is really despicable."

Listening to this, Situ Yilan, who had been sitting next to the desk in silence, suddenly stood up and looked at Zhong Dajun and said, "When will Ning Que raise his value by taking His Highness's reputation? Your Highness returned from Weicheng, Ning Que did it along the way. I know more about it than you. If you just pick up dry feces, do you think Your Highness will come to see him in person that day?"

I saw her raised her eyebrows and said in a deep voice: "You said Ning Que is a villain and has a despicable temperament. Then I don't know what it is like to talk about right and wrong behind the scenes like you? If you really think he is so unbearable, you can face it. It's a pity that you didn't dare, just as he said before leaving, because you were still afraid of him."

Zhong Dajun's face became extremely ugly. He didn't expect that when Ning Que offended most of his classmates, the Chang'an noble lady was willing to speak for him. She forced herself to suppress her heart and argued with anger: "I'm not afraid of him, but everyone is here." It's a wise man. Do you still have to roll up your sleeves and fight with the young barbarian?"

Situ Yilan was unwilling to talk to this so-called talented man. She looked back at her companion who was whispering to Xie Chengyun, frowned slightly, and asked angrily: "Wucai, will you go back?"

Jin Wucai quietly glanced at Xie Chengyun's face, then looked at Situ Yilan with a smile and said, "You go back first, I'll go to the old bookstore to read a book for a while."

Situ Yilan knew that the so-called reading in the old bookstore was just an excuse, and she didn't bother to pay attention. She packed up her utensils, walked to Xie Chengyun, looked at the famous talented man in Southern Jin, and said, "Wucai is my big shot." The Tang Empire's favorite granddaughter, although you are very talented in the Southern Jin Dynasty, please climb the second floor first."

Xie Chengyun instantly understood what she meant, smiled slightly, and said with confidence: "I will work hard."

Zhong Dajun was angry that Situ Yilan Tin Ningque spoke before and said sarcastically: "If Mr. Xie cannot enter the second floor, then I see that no one of the students of this class of academy can enter, or do you think... Ningque can enter? "

Situ Yilan frowned and looked at the man, turned around and left in anger. In front of her classmates, she couldn't swear that Ning Que could enter the second floor? Don't say she doesn't believe it, she believes that Ning Que dares not have such extravagant hopes.

In the stove hall, I ate three slices of fried steamed buns with a bowl of golden millet porridge. Ning Que passed through the wetland as fast as possible, walked into the quiet old bookstore, and entered the second floor. These two floors are not the other two floors, but for him, this floor full of old and old ink fragrance is also of great significance.

I don't know if it's the faint fragrance of books that can calm your mind, or if the closed west window blocks the hot sunlight, making the building cool and pleasant. Walking into the second floor, Ning Que's complaints and resentment that had been pulled out in the bookstore before Just like the heat and sweat on the body, it was instantly blown away.

Walking to the east window, looking at the slim and gentle female professor, Ning Que bowed as respectfully as before . After straightening up, he looked at the female professor Qingli and could not see the age of his age. He thought that the other party abandoned himself, who was seriously injured and dying, and ignored him the day before yesterday. He felt a strong confusion in his heart and wanted to ask the other party a few words, but he still dared not act rashly.

The female professor seemed to have forgotten the layout I saw the day before yesterday, and forgot that the young man next to him had been waiting to die in the building against the wall, and gently pointed his jaw as usual, without looking at Ning Que or speaking. , quietly looking at the small calligraphy of the paper and drawing the hairpin. If you don't look carefully, it will be difficult to notice the slight movement of her jaw.

Ning Que laughed at himself, scratched his head, stopped thinking about those things, walked back to the bookshelf, squatted down, pulled out the book "Wu Shanyang on Haoran Sword", sat on the floor by the west window, and penetrated through the window paper Read with care.

In the past, the Qihai and Snow Mountain were not connected, and the secrets of practicing on the building were not memorized. At the beginning, he would faint if he even looked at the numbers. Later, he learned to use the eight methods of eternal character to disassemble the characters, and he could a little understand the profound meaning of the handwriting in the book. However, The brushwork still made him extremely distressed, for example, the brushwork in this Haoran Sword Book was like sharp sword lights, which made him feel heartbroken and in great pain.

Although he still cannot clearly know how many orifices he has opened in Qihai and Snow Mountain, he can sense the breath of heaven and earth like a quiet ocean in the world, which is enough to prove that the four words "pain will not be understood" have been pityed by Haotian. He took it from him, so he really wanted to know what would be different if he read these books now.

It's really different. The hidden meaning of the ink marks in the books came into his mind from his eyes, and then gradually dissipated into his body, turning into a sword light and starting to move around, he could no longer feel the unbearable kind of thing in his chest. The pain turns into a feeling of depression... It's blocked, very blocked, very blocked.

This feeling is very bad, and it is easy to remind him of the potion Ma Yinglong, so after reading it carefully for half an hour, he shook his head and put the book down, walked to the west window and started leaving a message to Chen Pipi.

"First of all, I understand, you can congratulate me. Secondly, it seems that these books are useless? Again, do you have any simple and feasible ways to teach me? Finally, thank you."

With a slight regret, Ning Que went downstairs in the twilight, took a carriage back to Chang'an City's Forty-seven Alley, and then began to look forward to tomorrow's college life, because he wanted to know that Chen Pipi would write some messages. What.

He didn't know that his regret was actually a very ungrateful mood. If he let the Xiling Haotian Temple or some great masters of the Buddhist sect know that a young man who had just entered the realm of first knowledge would hope to be within one day Then they began to practice formally, and they would definitely expel the young man on the charge of greed or ignorance.

If the academy teachers knew that they had a student who had a seventeen orifices in Qihai and Snow Mountain, they would think that they had become a peerless genius in cultivation and could not be anxious to learn the academy's unique Haoran sword. I praised him for being so fucking narcissistic, and then let him stretch out his palm and hit him a hundred times.

The painting of Suzaku carved by a former saint on Chang'an Street. The mysterious and unknown black umbrella behind him came from the Tongtian Pill in an incomprehensible place in Xiling. No matter which of these three things are the most precious and wonderful in the world. but if it is a single one, it is still not enough to make his body change like this.

There has always been a saying in the world of practice that practice is just a selected human being. Fortunately, I picked up the gift given by Haotian. If an ordinary person who is born unable to practice can practice, it is to go against the heavens and change his fate, and The ability to change fate against the will of heaven can only be a miracle. In classic records or word of mouth, only the Haotian Temple of the Xiling Divine Kingdom has this ability, and this requires those great priests with great realms to pay a huge price.

So the ordinary practitioner next to Minshan Mountain, the Fu Master Fu who was in charge of the military department, the old man Lu Qingchen on the journey, and the Chen Pipi who left the book did not need to hesitate at all, so he could simply conclude that Ning Que could not practice.

However, when the three most magical beings in the world, Zhuque, Black Umbrella, and Tongtian Wan, were in contact with Ning Que at the same time, the slowly rotating life wheel in the world experienced a very slight tremor. (This sentence can be ignored)

In that dark morning, the practitioner Yan Suqing first used his lifelong cultivation to defeat the bone and flesh defense in his chest, and then the wings of the Vermilion Bird turned into an invisible spear and pierced his Qihai Snow Mountain through this wound, and then the Vermilion Bird used the The invisible fire burned everything that was touched, and Ning Que should have died at this time.

The big black umbrella played a key role at this time, protecting his last vitality like the shade of willows covering the sun, and reshaping the snow-capped mountains in his body with the endless power of the cold night sky. This is not enough, because This reconstructed microscopic world in the body is so fragile and unstable that it may collapse at any time.

At this time, Chen Pipi presented a Tongtian Pill like a virgin.

God rewards hard work. It is probably because he has been in the past ten years too hard and tiring, so Haotian has begun to make up for him, right?

Ning Que didn't know that he was meeting the most magical luck in the world. Even if he knew, he could not understand the truth. He was still dissatisfied with regrets and regrets that he had been changed against the will of heaven. This dissatisfaction is really infuriating and speechless.

Chen Pipi was speechless and angry.

Seeing the word congratulations, I guessed that the guy was forced to change his fate and really embarked on the road of cultivation. Chen Pipi couldn't help but open his mouth wide, unable to speak for a long time, and strongly doubted whether his eyes were it took.

He didn't know the magical battle between the Suzaku statue and the Big Black Umbrella on the long street, which took Ning Que's body as the battlefield, but as a peerless genius cultivating jointly by Xiling and the academy, he could guess some reasons and consequences. No matter how he guessed, he could not guess that Ning Que could actually get such an opportunity that was almost miraculous!

The shock lasted for a long time, and he had no idea how to speak at all. A strong sense of envy and jealousy arose deep in his proud but gentle heart. When he saw the message on the paper, he became even more uncontrollable.

The heat was hot and hot. Although it was cool late at night, the cicadas were chirping outside the west window gradually weakened, but I don't know if it was because of being too fat or angry. Chen Pipi was sweating all over. He untied his clothes and splashed ink and replied to the book angrily:

"First of all, I don't want to congratulate you, because this matter is too ridiculous and incomprehensible. Secondly, it's not that reading books is useless, but that you, an idiot in practicing, are useless. Again, I admit that I'm very jealous of you at this time, so I don't want to give you some advice. "

"Finally, please thank Haotian and your eighteen generations of ancestors in advance. As for me... thank you sister."

When he was very young, it was real, when he was very young, Ning Que was brainwashed by one sentence. The general meaning of the sentence is: the knowledge a person masters is like a circle. The more things you know, the bigger the circle, then you will find that you don't know more and more things you don't know.

He used to be very tired of this sentence and did not understand why his mother and teachers kept using this pessimistic argument to educate himself, but when he finally entered the world of learning, he found that this sentence was indeed very real, and the truth was The man was extremely confused because he found that he didn't understand more.

After seeing Chen Pipi's message, he carefully read the second floor's practice books according to the meaning of the message, but after looking at it, he could never see the reason.

In this life, I have been accustomed to killing people everywhere on the grassland with three knives on my back. It is not a bad thing. I have confirmed that I cannot move forward for the time being, so Ning Que decided not to think about it anymore, but to do something more important Something about.

No one can think of what the first thing Ning Que does after confirming that he can practice.

He didn't sing and splash ink all day long to write books, and he didn't go to the academy to teach and shout that I can do it, and he strongly asked to enter the art department to practice. He didn't go to the princess's mansion to find Li Yu, saying that I'm very invested now. It's worth it. Except for the two of Sangsang who were secretly happy in Lao Bizhai, they looked up from time to time like two fools, and then laughed inexplicably. He just gave Chen Pipi a few slap, and then he went South City.

Tonight, at the entrance of the famous Gouxing Gambling House in Nancheng, a pair of nervous-looking masters and servants were whispering.

A black-haired boy with a clear face and a shallow cheek, looked up at the signature painted by Gouxing Gambling House in gold powder, swallowed a saliva caused by nervousness or greed, and his voice was slightly hoarse and asked, "Sang Sang, do you think if we win too much later, will we be chased by people from the gambling house?"

The little maid with a slightly dark skin also had a nervous expression. She held a heavy box in her right hand and shrank her body behind the boy. Listening to the noise coming from the dim light, she said in a trembling voice: "Young Master, I'm more worried. Is the method you thought that works whether it works. By sensing the vitality of heaven and earth, you can see the points on the dice? Are you sure? If you lose all the money later, you can't bet on me with a blush. ."

"What nonsense is this? Besides... I'll take you up, the gambling house may not be willing to accept it." Ning Que rubbed his hands nervously and said, "As for sure, I didn't perform for you many times last night. Yes? Young Master, I have never fought a battle without confidence in my life. Winning is definitely winning. The key is how to run after winning."

"I guarantee you can win..."

Sangsang didn't seem to worry about how to run. After hearing Ning Que say that she would win, she bit her lip gently, made up her mind, took out the small stars made of paper from her old belt, and said softly: " I took two hundred taels of silver from under the bed and exchanged it for a silver note. There were more than one hundred taels in the box... Master, you take them all, so you can win more."

(Yeah, this chapter is four thousand, which is calculated to make up for the two thousand yesterday, but if there are two thousand next, I will definitely make up for it if I don't know what to do. I'm really going to write it as a fool. I calculated the finger-tip with my leader last night. After counting, there were still five days left, I wanted to open the window and jump directly.

But to be honest, I can still write it out as I write it. Before writing this chapter, I felt weak all over and my hands trembled. I told Zhang Xiaohua who was spelling that I couldn't do it anymore. Xiaohua asked what was wrong, and I said it might be written. It's too hard.

Later, after writing 4,000 words very smoothly, I realized that it was not because I wrote too hard, but because I ate too little dinner last year and was so hungry that I was so hungry that I condemned the leader.

Finally, I want to recommend the vote. Finally, thank you, don't thank my sister, I don't have a girl.

Good night, good morning, I'll go walk the dog, and then get sleepy, see you at night.

This paragraph is beyond four thousand words, so I can't explain it in a boring way to avoid misunderstandings. )