The stone room was extremely cold, and everyone didn't stay there for long before Bi Yunfei turned pale from the cold and his teeth chattered.
Under the constant urging of the old man, everyone bid farewell to He An. Fan Dazhi was reluctant to leave, and followed Gu Qingzhou and the others away with three steps. After a while, the old doctor also packed up his things and left.
He An was the only one left in the stone room. The torches on the wall were burning and the dim yellow light was flickering.
It was very cold in the room, and He An shivered, sitting cross-legged on the stone bed, silently running his skills.
The true energy slowly circulates in the body, and the meridians are running stagnantly. It is even more difficult than the last time I was locked up in this stone room.
He An frowned. Now that he has reached the "God Refining Realm", in this space, the speed of his skills is not advancing but retreating. What is the reason?
Could it be said that the higher the realm, the stronger the suppression effect of this confinement room? Is it also a disguised form of punishment?
He An slowly released a ray of consciousness and explored the surroundings with some curiosity. For a moment, a look of surprise appeared on his face.
The vitality of heaven and earth, the vitality of heaven and earth is so rich in this stone chamber.
If we talk about the outside world, the vitality of heaven and earth is faint and ubiquitous, scattered in mountains, fields, grass, woods, houses, everywhere.
So in this space, the vitality of heaven and earth is thick, rich and almost liquid. Along with the cold air, it almost condenses into water droplets, clinging to the walls and the roof of the stone chamber.
He Anxing's skin pores opened wide, absorbing it greedily and crazily.
For just a moment, a look of pain appeared on his face.
When such pure heaven and earth energy is absorbed into the body, the meridians expand instantly, and there is a pain of being torn apart...
If the vitality of heaven and earth is compared to wine, this place is brewed with refined grains. One drop... is worth ten drops outside!
How can strong liquor go down your throat? Wine is not intoxicating, people are already drunk first.
He An gritted his teeth, endured the severe pain, and refined a few drops of pure heaven and earth energy absorbed into his body.
Sudden……
The Dantian in the body suddenly vibrated, and countless zhenqi, like the sprouts emerging from the vegetable depression after the rain, were cheering, jumping for joy, and boiling...
Instantly, my meridians felt numb, my body felt warm, and my limbs felt indescribably comfortable...
After the severe pain, I felt great!
The pain was so painful that he still had lingering fears, but the pleasure made him a little addicted.
He An just fell repeatedly between great pain and great relief.
Pain and happiness.
I don’t know how long it took, but rustling footsteps came from outside the stone room.
He An turned his head and saw a handyman walking in silently carrying a food box.
Behind the servant was someone holding a lantern and dressed in white. Under the dim light, he looked cool and graceful, just like a fairy from the Moon Palace. He looked at He An in a daze, and it turned out to be Ding Wenruo.
"Wen Ruo? You...why are you here?"
He An couldn't help but be a little surprised, and shrank back a little in embarrassment.
His upper body was naked, and the gauze on his back was wrapped around his chest, which looked a little funny.
The handyman put the food box on the stone table and walked out silently.
"Let me see you...are you okay...you...why are you...injured like this?"
Ding Wenruo's voice was not as soft as usual, and there was a little worry in his eagerness.
"It's okay. It's just a little skin injury. It'll be fine in a few days."
He An picked up the thin quilt on the stone bed and put it on his body. The simple movement affected the wound on his back, and he frowned slightly in pain.
"Don't move, I...I'll bring the food...to you!"
Ding Wenruo said as he put the lantern in his hand on the ground, rubbed his delicate hands, and picked up the food box on the table.
The food box was opened in front of He An. Inside was a plate of fried tofu, a plate of pickles, and a bowl of white rice, which was still slightly steaming.
"Here... I just give you these. How can you... withstand the cold?"
Ding Wenruo looked a little unhappy, tightened the fox fur on his shoulders, couldn't help but rub his hands again, put them to his mouth and took a breath.
"This place is originally meant to punish people who have done wrong. I can use my energy to keep out the cold, so I don't feel cold. The food is actually pretty good."
He An picked up the rice, took a big mouthful, picked up a piece of tofu, and ate it with relish.
"You must have been wronged!"
Ding Wenruo sighed and said quietly.
At noon, when Gu Qingzhou and others returned from their visit, she couldn't wait to ask Fan Dazhi about He An's situation.
She never believed that He An would do something like that. He must have been framed. Although the information she received confirmed her judgment, she still wanted to see it with her own eyes.
Since their acquaintance, He An has been sincere, amiable and talented. He is quite a gentleman in her heart. Even her father admires him very much. He will never misjudge someone.
Ding Wenruo had been thinking wildly all afternoon and was even absent-minded in class.
It wasn't until after school that she walked out of the school building full of worries and unconsciously walked to the punishment hall.
Standing at the door, he hesitated in his heart.
In the end, she decided to go in and take a look. It was normal to care about her classmates, Ding Wenruo convinced herself in her heart.
Now I saw He An, in such a dark and cold place.
He was wronged and physically injured, but there was no trace of anger, decadence, or even a single complaint on his face.
Ding Wenruo stared at He An with bright eyes. Seeing that the other party raised his head as if he was aware of it, he hurriedly lowered his eyes and a blush appeared on his cheeks.
Fortunately, the indoor lights were dim, which did a good job of covering up Miss Ding's shyness.
"Wen Ruo, can you please... do me a favor?"
He An finished the meal quickly and put away the empty dishes and chopsticks in the food box.
"Oh...if you want me to help you with anything...you...just ask."
Ding Wenruo twisted his clothes with his fingers, feeling an inexplicable expectation suddenly surge in his heart.
"Please ask Dazhi to bring me some books. Well...he knows what books I want. I will stay here for a long time and I want to study while practicing."
He An turned his head and thought for a moment, then said: "By the way, tell him not to forget to bring the "Longmen Dharma Notes" too."
"Oh!...Okay, I will definitely tell him!"
For some reason, Ding Wenruo suddenly felt a slight sense of loss in his heart.
"Thank you, Wen Ruo, it's too cold here and it's not suitable to stay for too long!"
He An watched the handyman at the door walk in silently, picked up the food box, and waved to Ding Wenruo to leave together.
"He An... then... take care of yourself!"
Ding Wenruo opened his mouth, about to say something, but swallowed the words when he reached his lips. He looked at He An with a worried look, leaned down to pick up the lantern on the ground, and left with the handyman.
Ding Wenruo Tingting walked up the stone steps and looked back at He An in the stone room. Under the dim light, the young man's face was blurred.
Ding Wenruo turned his head, his eyes filled with tears.
"This brat... is very good at causing trouble and very popular! Duke Gu Guo and Prime Minister Ding's granddaughter have already been here. Could it be that... he is really being wronged?
Jia Huaigang sat in front of the window, looking at the withered banana leaves in the corner of the backyard. He couldn't help but shake his head and raised his head to look at the bright sky on the window lattice.
The light was dim and blocked by a tall figure.
"Old Jia, I'm here to see that kid, don't make any noise!"
Although Cheng Ziya lowered his voice, his loud voice was still loud. He flashed and strode toward the confinement room.
"Yeah! Even the head of the hospital came in person!"
Jia Huaigang was secretly surprised, this boy is really not simple.
On the stone bed, He An sat cross-legged, breathing in and out. He felt that the meridians in his body were significantly broadened, and even his pulse was beating extremely powerfully. He couldn't help but feel secretly happy in his heart.
His state of spiritual refining has been stabilized. In addition to the unknown skills taught to him by his uncle, he has also become proficient in Zhixingyuan's knowledge and practice.
He An practiced the two techniques and secretly compared which one was better. When he was in a dilemma, a loud voice came.
"Know and do the mental method, be righteous and peaceful, and uphold the way of a gentleman. The exercises you practice are derived from the mental method of knowing and doing, and integrate the best of hundreds of schools of thought. The power is more domineering and fierce. Don't think about it, just keep practicing. !”
The person who came was tall, dressed in black mysterious clothes, with long black hair tied behind his head with a copper band. He walked into the stone room with a dragon and tiger step. It was Cheng Ziya.
"Disciple pays homage to the head of the academy!"
He An hurriedly moved his body, struggling to salute Cheng Ziya.
"Hey... why are there so many clichés? You're injured, no need, no need!"
Cheng Ziya waved his hand impatiently and stopped He An.
"How is it? Do you feel aggrieved now? Are you angry?"
Cheng Ziya's eyes widened and he looked at He An up and down with a playful smile on his face.
"If I say that I am not angry at all, that would be a lie. No matter who is framed and wronged like my disciple, it will be difficult for him to have a calm mind. I am not exempt from the secular world either, but..."
He An looked respectful and his tone was very sincere.
"But what? Just tell me and listen. Don't worry, even if I say something wrong, I won't blame you!"
The smile on Cheng Ziya's face grew brighter, and he paced back and forth in front of He An.
"However, setbacks and tribulations are all caused by the wind. No matter whether it is a favorable wind or a headwind, the disciple is in the wind and has no choice but to succumb!"
After He An finished speaking, he lowered his head and did not look at the expression on the head of the hospital's face.
"Not bad! Not bad! No wonder your teachers think so highly of you, a little kid!"
Cheng Ziya laughed loudly with his hands on his hips, and the stone room buzzed with laughter.
"This stone chamber is made of ten thousand years of black ice. It is also blessed with formations that can condense the vitality of the world. When you use your skills to protect yourself from the cold, the higher your cultivation level, the greater the backlash you will receive!"
Cheng Ziya's laughter stopped and he slowly said to He An: "It really surprises me that your doll can absorb the vitality of the world here! It seems that my senior brother is right, this confinement room is indeed of great benefit to you!"
As Cheng Ziya spoke, he spread out his big hands, and a majestic and powerful Qi blew across He An's back like a spring breeze.
He An felt a warm feeling on his back. The medicine on the wound was activated, and it immediately cooled slightly. The pain was relieved a lot.
"Huh?... With the best wound medicine and my innate Ziwei Qi, your injury will be healed in just a few days."
Cheng Ziya sniffed his nose and was a little surprised by the smell of the medicine.
"Okay, you can practice with peace of mind, seize the opportunity, it will be a great blessing from God!"
Cheng Ziya said, striding out of the stone room without looking back.
