Didn't get hurt? Chen Changsheng was a little surprised, and couldn't figure out why. Even if, as he had guessed, Xinghui had completed a marrow washing in the process of transforming into true essence, it was impossible for his body to become so astonishingly strong. You must know that the lethality of that stone is not small.
He stretched out his hand out of the window, taking advantage of the brighter sky reflected by the snow, carefully observing all the details. Although he had acted calmly before, the fact that the true essence was flowing in his body attracted all his attention. Mind, until now, he began to really examine his body.
After a while, he raised his eyebrows slightly. Except that his skin became firmer and fairer, he couldn't see any difference from before, but now he was concentrating on experiencing it, and he faintly felt that there seemed to be something more in his body. Those seem to be some kind of power, but also like a breath.
He went to the mirror and found a hairpin. This hairpin should have been dropped by Mo Yu a few days ago. He picked up the hairpin, looked at the sharp head of the hairpin, thought for a while, and pierced it into his arm without hesitation. He could clearly feel the sharpness of the object, and he could feel the contact between the tip of the hairpin and the skin, but the tingling sensation was weakened countless times, and he was not injured, and the sharp hairpin did not leave any traces.
As his strength gradually increased, the tingling sensation from the tip of the hairpin became more and more clear, but it still didn't pierce his skin. Some kind of magical changes seemed to have taken place in his skin. As the tip of the hairpin kept sinking, But there is no feeling that it will break at all, like a lotus leaf carrying dew.
Chen Changsheng put down his hairpin, held the short sword and tried it out.
After a while, looking at the clearly visible but not wide bloodstain on his left arm, he reconfirmed that his body had undergone miraculous changes that he didn't know about, and his strength had been greatly improved. The most perfect marrow washings that have been recorded may not have the effect he has now.
What happened? This question can only be asked to Senior Black Dragon. Chen Changsheng felt the power or aura faintly flowing in his body, and he could no longer suppress the confusion in his heart, nor could he suppress the sudden surge of energy that came from nowhere, and put it on at the fastest speed. Clothes and shoes, jumped out of the window.
The soles of his shoes smashed through the ice and snow, and flattened the yellow grass. He stood firm, with a dazed expression on his face. The room he lives in is on the second floor, not high from the ground. Even in normal times, with a body that has been beaten with medicinal soup by his teacher and senior brother, he will not be injured, but it is absolutely impossible to be as relaxed and light as he is now .
He was silent for a while, looking at the cold lake beyond the winter forest through the hot mist he exhaled, he wanted to try again.
Bend your knees slightly, exert force on your waist and abdomen, and push.
Whoosh!
A small pit appeared in the snow in front of the building, and remnant snow and grass clippings fluttered up.
Chen Changsheng's figure disappeared without a trace.
The next moment, he appeared by the lake dozens of feet away.
The cold wind is blowing slightly, and the fallen leaves are slightly rising.
His expression was a little dazed, and his face was a little pale.
He never thought that he would have such a fast speed.
All of this came from his suddenly becoming countless times stronger, and his body strength being increased countless times.
Where did that power come from
Is this really the effect of marrow washing
It seemed that marrow washing was the only explanation, but it was hard for him to believe it.
Thinking of the strange psychological feeling when the coagulated blood on his body was washed away by the water when he took a bath earlier, he became inexplicably uneasy.
He climbed over the courtyard wall, left the Orthodox Academy, and came to Beixinqiao again under the cover of the wind and snow.
The snow is still so big, and the snow on the ground is still so thick.
The two lines of human footprints and the footprints of the snow mastiff left by the abandoned well have long been covered up.
He looked around to make sure that no one was paying attention. The guards in the distance were changing shifts, and he jumped into the abandoned well.
With a soft snap, his feet landed on solid ground, much to his surprise.
He was already mentally prepared to fall for a long time, but he didn't expect that he would bottom out as soon as he jumped off.
This abandoned well originally had no bottom, and the darkness below it was almost abyssal, and it could fall all the way to the underground space, before falling in front of the black dragon.
Now, with the bottom of the well, the bottom of the well is solid loess, and on the loess is a shallow layer of snow.
He looked up to the mouth of the well, and there were snowflakes falling, which made him squint his eyes.
He squatted down, measured the thickness of the snow at the bottom of the well, and confirmed that the well had been sealed for less than half a day.
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"You won't?"
Tang Thirty-Six snatched the kitchen knife from Chen Changsheng's hand, stared into his eyes and asked.
These days, it was Chen Changsheng's turn to cook. Tang Thirty-Six thought his food was less flavorful than Xuanyuan Po's, and was about to come in to remind him that pickled peppers must be put in fried pork. The picture of Chen Changsheng holding a kitchen knife and preparing to cut his finger.
Chen Changsheng knew what he had misunderstood, and said, "Do you think I'm that kind of person?"
What kind of person? Naturally, they are those who cannot bear the external pressure and thus self-mutilate to escape the challenge, or those who cannot bear the external pressure and thus become mentally disturbed and just want to make a quick fix, or those who cannot bear the external pressure and forget The grace of parenting, those who jumped from upstairs.
"You really aren't that kind of idiot, but I'm worried that you're going to be ruthless and want to make a severance mark."
Tang Thirty-Six handed back the kitchen knife and said, "Geniuses like us who have fully cleansed their marrow won't let people have such misunderstandings."
Practitioners who have successfully washed their marrow will greatly improve their physical strength. It is not impossible to chop off their fingers with an ordinary kitchen knife, but it is more difficult.
"Washing the marrow is not afraid of kitchen knives, and I haven't seen you help chop vegetables these two days." Chen Changsheng took the kitchen knife and continued to chop white radishes.
These days, he has been to Beixinqiao twice and found that the abandoned well was really sealed. He can only learn to get used to the changes in his body. Cutting his fingers with a kitchen knife is something he often does. In order to accurately use this strength and power, and fight based on it.
It's normal for Tang Sanshiliu to worry about him, because the imperial examination is coming soon.
People who participated in the Great Imperial Examination have already come to the capital from all over the mainland, and countless eyes are on the National Education College, on... Chen Changsheng who declared that he must take the first place. Although it is said that the matter of taking the first place in the list was announced by the Bishop, and he himself has never admitted it himself, but no one will pay attention to this.
Because of the marriage contract with Xu Yourong, the Qingyun List, and this announcement, he has become very famous now, and has been pushed to a very high position. The problem is, who will obey him? If it wasn't for Jin Yulu sitting on the reclining chair, enjoying the wind and snow, drinking hot tea, the dilapidated gate of the Orthodox Academy would have been trampled down long ago.
The pressure he is under now can be imagined.
"Actually, I have never understood that if ministers from the old sect of the Orthodox Church and those loyal to the Chen royal family want to challenge the authority of the Holy Empress by taking advantage of the revival of the Orthodox Academy, I should not Is it a more suitable object?"
Tang Thirty-Six took a green vegetable leaf, filled it with some rice, put some sour peppers and pickled vegetables, and said while breading.
Chen Changsheng threw the chopped white radish into the bone broth that had been stewed for a long time, and said, "It might be easier for a small person like me to control it."
Tang Thirty-Six took a bite of the rice bag beautifully, and said vaguely: "I think it's more important because you have a marriage contract with Xu Yourong."
The teenagers in the Orthodox Academy knew exactly what role they were playing, that's why they used words like little people. But it is this kind of casual mentality that shows that they don't care about the big shots at all. What the big shots do has nothing to do with them. They just live their own lives, participate in their own grand examinations, and get their first place in the first list.
Chen Changsheng didn't tell Tang Thirty-Six about the changes in his body, nor about Xinghui's transformation into real energy. He couldn't imagine that he would experience burning again, and life would be worse than death.
That snow field turned into an inescapable shadow like he was twenty years old, and he couldn't breathe under the pressure.
How can we ensure that the snow field is not disturbed? That is, don't bother, don't sit back and watch for yourself, even if you think about it, it's best not to think about it, so as to truly and completely forget it. But it's really hard not to think about it at all, especially when I think that the snow field is all the most condensed starlight. If all of them are converted into true essence, how much will there be
He said with emotion: "It feels really good to be rich."
Tang Thirty-Six said, "I don't feel anything."
Chen Changsheng said, "That's because you have been too rich since you were a child."
"Maybe." Tang Thirty-Six thought about it and admitted it.
Chen Changsheng added: "But the feeling of having money and not being able to spend it is really bad."
Tang Thirty-Six said sympathetically, "You're such a country boy. After the imperial examination is over, I'll teach you how to spend money."
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The snowfield is Chen Changsheng's rich savings, and it is also a dreadful heap of grass and valleys. A single spark may ignite it, turn it into ashes, and take him out of this world together.
Under such circumstances, any sane person would not choose to add oil or grass, but Chen Changsheng didn't think so. He still meditated every night, drawing starlight into his body, and holding Luoluo with both hands. The jade essence sent over was surrounded by crystal stones sent by the Tang family in Wenshui, appearing fearless.
Others don't know his physical condition, so looking at these pictures, they naturally feel a little different. Tang Thirty-Six admires him so much now, and thinks that he has not succeeded in washing the marrow for so long. Give up, but this guy is still persisting, the willpower is really amazing.
Admiration is nothing but admiration, he no longer has any hope for Chen Changsheng to take the first place in the Dachao Trial.
No matter how optimistic people are, they will be like him.
So he...became insanely hardworking.
The comments on the Qingyun List and Chen Changsheng's example are the reasons for his diligence. More importantly, if Chen Changsheng does not get the first place in the list, he will definitely become the object of ridicule. students, something must be done.
Xuanyuan Po was equally diligent. The injury on his right arm has completely healed. Under Chen Changsheng's guidance, he is practicing a kung fu technique, his strength has improved by leaps and bounds, and his energy has recovered infinitely. As a result, the big trees by the lake began to suffer, and the hard bluestones were like ice on the lake. Constantly shattering.
The peaceful college life was broken by a carriage one morning.
At that time, Tang Thirty-Six and Xuanyuan Po were bickering, and Chen Changsheng was chanting in the snow, not knowing what he was carrying.
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