Xu Tonghui can't be blamed for being stupid.

It should be said that anyone who encounters the situation he is facing at this time will be stupid.

Achieving the Heavenly Rank in a hundred or two hundred years is already surprising enough. The heavenly level is said to be achieved and then it can be achieved? Not to mention the heavenly level, the ground level is not so easy, the dealer does not know how many years of hard work, is there still no ground level?

But the problem of the ground level has been "overcome" by Xu Tonghui.

Although until now, he was still confused, and he didn't know if his level was a real level.

How do you look at it, it looks like a defective product?

It's not that he doesn't feel like he's defective, but it's that this speed is too fast, and he really doesn't have such fun in practice!

Now, the young master told him again, let him achieve the heavenly level?

What's worse is that there are two more possibilities, and the most terrible one may be, within half a year!

Xu Tonghui's eyes straightened involuntarily, and his mouth opened slightly unconsciously, and for a long time, the saliva that almost fell from his mouth made him come back to his senses, and then closed his mouth.

The eyes were finally freed from their petrified state and began to move.

The next moment, Xu Tonghui jumped out of bed directly, walking barefoot in the room.

The room is not big inside, but it only needs to step through a small loft door, and the outside room is very spacious.

From the attic door to the opposite wall, it is eighty-nine steps, and on the left and right, from the window here to the window, it is forty-seven steps.

The wooden floor exudes a faint fragrance, the materials are given by the young master, and the floor is laid by Xu Tonghui himself, including sawing, chopping and planing from wood to planks. His craftsmanship is not very good, so that it is a little rough in some places, but it is only a minor flaw, and it is harmless.

The room was spacious and spacious.

Because there is nothing.

Originally, there were a lot of furniture and the like, but when the floor was laid, it was all cleared by Xu Tonghui, and it was not moved back later, but remained in such an empty state.

But what Xu Tonghui wants to keep is not empty.

It's pure.

Every morning and evening, before going to bed, or during other free hours of the day and night, his favorite thing to do is to walk in this room.

Stepping barefoot on a clean floor without any barriers.

Sometimes it's early in the morning, and the sunlight peeks in through the window on the left, bringing with it all the scents of the grass and trees in the courtyard, but all the scents of the grass and trees that enter this room will tremble and lie dormant under the faint fragrance of the floor.

At that time, what Xu Tonghui felt was a kind of domineering and a kind of indifference.

Sometimes in the evening, the sunlight penetrates through the window on the right, and the brilliant but not warm sunlight is sprinkled in large areas of the room, and occasionally, Xu Tonghui will lie on the floor, lie in the sunshine, and feel the brightness of the sunshine.

It usually doesn't take long for the brightness to turn to quiet, because after all, it is evening, and the sun will soon set, and the light is almost always changing, until there is no more light.

Xu Tonghui would probably lie there doing nothing and not wanting to do anything for a long time, until the night came completely.

In a trance, he could feel how the sunlight was dissipating little by little.

In a trance, he could hear the sound of dew condensing.

In a trance, there was a sound in the night itself, which flowed gently in his heart like flowing water.

It's early in the morning.

It's not yet time for the sun to shine through.

The room was even a little dark, and the next moment, Xu Tonghui closed his eyes and walked in the room.

Step by step.

Slowly.

The news of the young master, the shock, confusion and other impacts brought to him were dissipated little by little in this step-by-step walk.

Then, after only a little more than a year, a conversation between him and the young master appeared in Xu Tonghui's consciousness at this time:

"Young Master, why is there a division of human steps and heavenly steps in cultivation, and what is the biggest difference between them?"

"The human level is the cultivation of people who work hard. ”

"The ground level is for cultivators to find a good place to stay. ”

"The Heavenly Ladder is the operation of this heaven and earth that drags cultivators into it. ”

"Young Master, is there anything else on the Heavenly Steps?"

"Yes, there are many more, but are you sure you need to know what you need to know now?"

At that time, Xu Tonghui shrank his head.

At this time, thinking back to that scene, Xu Tonghui opened his eyes and smiled.

Young master, in fact, you don't need to ask, you also know my choice.

You may want me to choose the first option, but you also know that I will definitely choose the second option!

Since there are two possibilities of life and death in choosing the second option, then what belongs to me must be "life"! Even if I die nine times and live a life, what I can catch must be that "life"!

Ordinary day.

This day, Xu Tonghui didn't think about it anymore, he cultivated normally, lay on the recliner and bask in the sun normally, greeted two waves of visitors normally, responded to a return visit normally, and practiced the "fleeting and lost steps" in the courtyard normally.

At night, with a certain determination, he also fell asleep normally.

That night, he had another dream.

The dream is long.

But the content of the dream is familiar.

In his dream, he became Leng Qingyun in the road of Qingyun.

Since childhood, from the beginning of loneliness, after meeting Mr., the loneliness is still the same, but the knowledge that belongs to the cultivation has entered the heart little by little.

The opening is too familiar to be more familiar.

But slowly, the direction began to change.

The gentleman took him to a place and told him that it was called "Rainforest".

The trees there are very tall and dense.

There is a strange tree, the tree itself is not strange, but countless vines are wrapped around its body, and there is a lot of hollowness in the trunk near the ground.

But above, the branches are luxuriant.

Not far from the edge of the tree was the same tree, but it had only dead branches, and both the part near the ground and the top had been replaced, completely replaced by vines.

Do you know how these two things grow?

The gentleman asked.

asked, but then didn't say.

The gentleman just walked with him through the dense forest, and then he saw how the tree grew little by little, and how the vines were wrapped around its body, and the more and more entangled, and the branches and leaves of the tree were entwined in the body, and the roots of the underground part were also entwined in the roots of the tree.

Eventually, the vine completely replaced the tree.

There were many other strange situations, and the gentleman took him to look at them one by one.

I just showed him, but I didn't ask him or explain anything.

I don't know how long I watched it, but it seemed that I had seen enough in the dense forest, and the gentleman tugged at his collar again, and in a flash, the two of them flashed to another place.

Heavy snowfall, heavy snowfall, falling all over the sky.

What is this, sir, it doesn't look like rain.

This is called snow, and in cold places, the rain will turn into snow. It's like when you boil water, when it's hot, the water turns into gas.

Leng Qingyun cold.

It was so cold that my whole body was shivering, my hands were numb, and my feet were stiff.

It's cold, sir.

Cold is here to cultivate well, and when you are condensed, it will not be cold.

So, from the first layer of condensation, to the second layer of condensation, then the third, fourth, and fifth layers......

Finally, the condensation of qi is completed, and then, the qi travels, and the pulse appears.

He went from condensation to the pulse.

Then, Xu Tonghui woke up.

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