"Hello."
Lu Ping opened the door and saw Yan Ge standing outside the door, greeting him.
"Hello." Lu Ping nodded.
"I really can't feel the power of courage anymore." Yan Ge had completed the preliminary diagnosis of Lu Ping in the exchange of greetings.
"Yes." Lu Ping nodded.
"You don't seem to care very much?" Yan Ge was a little surprised by Lu Ping's attitude. Although Chen Chu had already mentioned it to him, Lu Ping's calmness and calmness still exceeded his imagination.
"It's okay." Lu Ping replied.
"Do you know what the problem is?" Yan Ge asked.
"I know." Lu Ping nodded.
"Oh...how can I help?" Yan Ge asked.
"No need, thank you." Lu Ping said.
"Okay." Yan Ge simply declined Lu Ping's kindness, and did not show any strange emotions, nor did he insist too much. He always had a smile on his face and nodded.
"So...goodbye?" Lu Ping used a questioning tone. He was not sure whether Yan Ge wanted to come in and sit for a while.
"Goodbye." Yan Ge smiled and said nothing more. The door was closed in front of him, but his smile did not change. After stepping back and walking away, he saw Huo Ying lying on the bamboo chair and seemed to be asleep. He didn't bother him anymore and left the fifth courtyard quietly.
Lu Ping did not disrupt his rhythm because of Yan Ge's sudden visit. After sending Yan Ge away, his thoughts immediately returned to cultivation. He returned to the bed and sat down again, and immediately started his previous attempts again.
After understanding the reason why the Soul Locking Soul created the void, Lu Ping's control of the Soul Power became more logical. On the basis of being able to throw the body lock out of the way, Lu Ping started to try again and again, speeding up a little each time, trying to find the one that would not only increase the strength of the body lock soul, but also get rid of Guo Youdao. The speed state of the power of soul.
Once, failed;
Once again, failure;
Once again, another failure...
Lu Ping can control the power of soul quickly, and he can try it quickly. Failure also comes quickly.
But none of this moved Lu Ping. He had long been accustomed to this kind of practice. His cultivation is so simple and straightforward, that is, he succeeds once after thousands or even more failures. Then remember this success. Take ownership of this success.
Everything he can do has been achieved in this way, and now he doesn't think about making exceptions.
So on such an ordinary afternoon, Lu Ping experienced frequent failures that ordinary people could not imagine. He never counts specific times because the number is always huge. Counting can be a bit distracting.
When you are tired, take a short rest; when you are well rested, continue.
Dang Dang Dang.
Lu Ping was interrupted again by the knock on the door. But now Lu Ping has stopped his unique practice and is summarizing the attempts he made this afternoon. Generally speaking, it is a bit pessimistic. After countless attempts, Lu Ping has found the critical point of speed that does not intensify the strength of the body's soul lock. However, at this speed, it is still not enough to get rid of the interference of Guo Youdao's soul power, and he has to find another way.
"Who is it?" Lu Ping thought. While jumping out of bed to open the door.
"I am Zimu." Lu Ping came to the door and opened the door.
"Are you going to eat?" Zi Mu asked.
Lu Ping looked outside the door. Huo Ying was still sitting in the courtyard, but his shadow was stretched diagonally. The sun was westward and it was already evening.
"It's about time." Lu Ping said, he was completely focused on practicing and completely forgot about the time.
"What are you doing?" Zi Mu asked.
"Try to find the power of soul." Lu Ping said.
"How is it?" Zimu asked.
"Overturning a plan." Lu Ping said. Countless small failures converged into one big failure. The final result was to determine the unfeasibility of this plan.
"What should we do?" Zi Mu said.
"Try another method." Lu Ping said, although he has not thought of other methods yet.
"Let's go eat first." Zimu said.
"Okay." Lu Ping nodded and walked out of the room. When he passed by Huo Ying, he glanced and found that he was not closing his eyes to rest at the moment. Instead, he stared at the ginkgo tree in the courtyard in a daze.
"Are you going to eat?" Lu Ping looked at him and asked.
"Yingsheng will bring it to me." Huo Ying said.
"Oh." Lu Ping nodded and was about to leave. Huo Ying looked at the back of him and Zi Mu leaving. He had accumulated a ball of paper in his hand all afternoon, and after he squeezed it slightly, he finally spoke.
"Wait a minute." Huo Ying called.
"Huh?" Lu Ping turned around.
"Do me a favor." Huo Ying said.
"What's going on?" Lu Ping asked.
Huo Ying opened his palm and found that the prescription Yan Ge had given him had been rolled into a small ball of paper.
"Get me some medicine." Huo Ying said.
"Oh." Lu Ping stepped forward. He took the ball of paper and didn't ask how it was gathered like this. He just opened it carefully and looked up, then he showed a puzzled and confused expression.
"What?" Huo Ying paid attention to his expression.
"These words... are so difficult." Lu Ping said.
"Are you illiterate?" Huo Ying asked.
"I don't know many," Lu Ping said. Of course, he had no chance to learn to read before he went to Zhaifeng Academy. After three years at Zhefeng Academy, I learned only a limited amount. Many of the medicinal herbs in this prescription have very unfamiliar words, which is naturally too difficult for Lu Ping.
"It doesn't matter. Go to the medicine store in Tianquan Peak and show it to the people over there. They will recognize it," Huo Ying said.
"Okay." Lu Ping nodded and put the prescription away.
"Do you have any other explanations?" Lu Ping asked.
"Watch your rabbit." Huo Ying looked down and saw a rabbit gnawing hard on his bamboo chair. The crackling sound gave him a sense of crisis.
"Oh!" Lu Ping then remembered about his rabbit. The whole afternoon of focused practice made him forget all about it. When he stepped forward and saw that it was indeed his, he quickly bent over and picked it up.
"Where's yours?" Lu Ping looked at Zi Mu, who had empty hands.
"The house is closed." Zi Mu said.
"That's a way." Lu Ping said, opening the door of his room and letting the rabbit in. Then he came out and greeted Huo Ying, and the two of them headed towards the canteen of Beishan New Hospital. Just a moment after the two people left the fifth courtyard, a figure turned out from the side of the courtyard wall outside the fifth courtyard, looking at the backs of the two people leaving, thoughtfully. In this position, if you are a dedicated cultivator, it will not be difficult to hear everything that happens in the courtyard. The man stood for only a moment and then left, his silver hair in the afterglow of the setting sun. dyed golden.
Beishan New Hospital Canteen.
What happened in the Fifth Courtyard at noon has spread in Beishan New Courtyard.
The people living in the Fifth Academy are not as everyone thinks. They are the most useless people who have failed to achieve anything in Beidou Academy for four years. This has been basically recognized by everyone. disagree. Those who saw the bloody hole on Yu Ran's forehead immediately agreed.
If you want to make a hole in a person's head, most practitioners can do it. But it's like Yu Ran's forehead, which is bleeding like a pillar, but it can stop without hurting his life. This sense of proportion is quite remarkable. A person who can control the power of soul to such a precise level cannot be a useless person.
All afternoon, everyone in the first hospital was speculating about who was in the fifth hospital. But even Shen Wuyuan of the Fourth Hospital, who has been in Beishan New Hospital for three years, knows it very well. What can the newcomers guess?
Until then, Lu Ping and Zi Mu appeared in the dining hall, immediately attracting everyone's attention.
The ones who obviously had conflicts with Lu Ping and the others were only a group of people from the National Defense Academy. Even if the other newcomers were a little disapproving of the two of them, they could still talk to each other. The two of them had just picked up the food. He was immediately solicited and invited by a large number of newcomers, and even the old students from the Second, Third, and Fourth Houses were eagerly waiting. What everyone wanted to know, of course, was who were the residents in the Fifth House.
"Well..." Zi Mu, who was surrounded by others, said in a long voice. Even though he was facing a big crisis of being dropped out of school, he was still surrounded by these talented students from major colleges with eager faces. A bit of a treat.
"Can you tell me?" Zi Mu asked Lu Ping for instructions.
"It seems like we can't say anything without an explanation?" Lu Ping was pragmatic.
"Then I'll say it." Zi Mu said.
"Talk about it!" The crowd roared. At this moment, Zimu looked particularly cute in everyone's eyes. He is by no means the most despicable person who has no access to the world.
"Ahem." Zimu cleared his throat, "In this fifth courtyard, first of all, let's make it clear. It's not what everyone thinks. The residents here are all masters, and their backgrounds are very impressive."
"How amazing is it?" someone asked.
"First of all." Zi Mu raised a finger and spoke in a tonal tone, fully displaying the tone he had learned from many storytellers in Dongdu Tianqiao.
"Sun family. I don't think anyone knows about it, right?" He said with a wink.
"Sun family? Sun family in Hanoi?" someone said. There are several famous families named Sun. But the only one who dares to introduce it with such a "no one knows" tone seems to be the Sun family in Hanoi, which is said to be the richest family in mainland China.
"That's right, it's the Sun family in Hanoi. One of the five families is the eldest son of this generation of the Sun family, Sun Yingsheng." Zi Mu said.
"Ah!" There was a sound of surprise. The name Sun Yingsheng is obviously famous enough. But who would have thought that the eldest son of the grandson would live in Beidou College's fifth hospital, the most despised Beishan New Campus? This rich man's strange taste really puzzles everyone.
"This is about Sun Yingsheng. It seems I don't need to introduce him any more, right?" Zi Mu said.
"Oh? What else do you know?" But someone was interested.
"I don't know much, but I know a lot!" Zi Mu shook his head.
"Tell me, tell me." Many people shouted.
"Okay, then let me talk about this Sun Yingsheng..." Zi Mu started talking. In fact, he sat in Sun Yingsheng's room for a long time today, but he didn't talk about such personal topics at all. He can tell it because Sun Yingsheng is really a celebrity. People born in this kind of family will receive much attention since childhood. Regarding his deeds, no matter whether they are true or false, there will always be a few things spread that make people talk about them. Zimu was frothing at the entrance, and some students who were also from Dongdu sounded a little uncomfortable. Why do these jokes seem so familiar? Where have you heard that?
While he was reminiscing, Lu Ping, who had been silent next to Zi Mu, suddenly stood up.
"I'm done eating." Lu Ping said.
"Eh? I haven't eaten yet!" Zi Mu spent all his time showing off. At this time, looking at Lu Ping who was getting up and ready to leave, he was a little in a hurry.
"Eat slowly." Lu Ping said.
"No, I'll still go with you." Zi Mu was determined. Although he really enjoyed the feeling of being surrounded by stars, without Lu Ping by his side, Zi Mu would suddenly feel a bit like a sheep in a tiger's mouth.
"I'm sorry, everyone, we will continue tomorrow." Zimu grabbed a steamed bun and said with a smile to the crowd surrounding him.
Those students from Dongdu suddenly understood at this moment. This kid, isn't this the same tone as Tianqiao storyteller? Were the jokes about Sun Yingsheng just mentioned also circulated in Dongdu?
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Three thousand words, again, it’s been a long time. (To be continued.)
