It's not hot in May, it's night again, it's cool and cool.

The star tower at night is also quiet.

Chang Yansong was in the pavilion, his body was leaning against the pavilion pillar, and he was slightly up.

In his field of vision, the stars in the sky slowly lit up, and I don't know when, the sky was already full of stars.

Chang Yansong looked at the stars in the sky all the way like this, entered a meditation, and also entered a cultivation.

If he told his grandfather about the situation, he would be scolded directly. - Meditation and cultivation, such a big grin, half-hearted, this is looking for a beating?

But in fact, this time the cultivation feeling was better than any previous time!

Chang Yansong finally closed his eyes, because the feelings in his body were too clear and intense, and he couldn't be distracted elsewhere, even if it was just his eyes as if he was looking at the sky unintentionally.

That won't work either!

Qi and blood boil in the body, from head to toe, from front to back.

And when the qi and blood finally calmed down, and this time the cultivation was over, Chang Yansong opened his eyes and stood up, and after a while, he was completely stunned.

There is no specific level in the territory of condensation.

But there is still a general level, and Chang Yansong's grandfather and father also told him in detail.

This is also the reason why Chang Yansong was stunned at this moment.

If he doesn't feel wrong.

If his grandfather and father were not wrong.

So......

Just this time of "unserious" cultivation, he jumped directly from the sixth layer of condensation to the eighth layer of condensation!

The feeling in the body is so obvious, between breathing and breathing, it seems that the qi and blood are still growing and subtly changing.

This may be a delusion.

Really, even if it feels so obvious, it's definitely an illusion!

Chang Yansong carefully placed the notebook where he was sitting just now, and he was afraid that it might be windy or something, so he directly took off the cover of his jacket and pressed it on.

In fact, there is no possibility of wind at all in this sky, even if the wind rises, even if the book is blown away, you are not afraid, where else can it be blown?

But that is absolutely not allowed.

At this moment, in Chang Yansong's heart, this book is already a treasure, and it is also the supreme kind.

After covering the script, Chang Yansong walked out of the pavilion.

This Juxinglou is very large, but almost every place inside, Chang Yansong is too ripe to be cooked, including the road.

At this moment, Chang Yansong is on those roads, sometimes walking fast, sometimes walking slowly, and sometimes jumping up the tree like a monkey and climbing down from the tree.

Strange shapes come out.

If people see it, it must be when this baby is crazy.

And if Chang Yansong's grandfather saw his actions, he was afraid that he would go directly to him and kick him away.

Is Chang Yansong crazy?

Definitely not.

But he did feel very abnormal.

It's either that he's abnormal, or that the world outside isn't normal.

Anyway, one of these two is not normal!

Otherwise.

Impossible!

How could he have jumped from the sixth layer of condensation to the eighth layer of condensation all at once?

If he jumps again like this, won't he jump directly to the Tongmai?

And that, according to his grandfather's estimate, will take about eight years or so!

About eight years!

A meditation like this one tonight!

These two can't be compared together!

To put it in slightly more professional terms, at this moment, Chang Yansong is out of balance, or rather, weightless.

It's like a person who gets up early in the morning and earns a hundred taels of silver in the dark wind and rain, and then just goes to the dock to work for half a day, and at the end, the foreman directly throws him a bag, "Oh, your salary." ”

When I went home and opened it, I saw a hundred taels of silver.

Don't believe it!

Even if the real money is placed in front of you, you don't believe it!

This is how Chang Yansong feels now, and he himself feels that he is probably stunned by the words and has fallen into a complete delusional confusion, otherwise, it is impossible for such a situation to occur.

No way!

So he is now "tossing" himself in every possible way.

No one came to disturb him, maybe there were elders in the Juxing Building who saw it, but they didn't care, children, this kind of crazy play is normal, and it's night, if you don't get it, it's before and after cultivation, come out and spread madness.

It's so normal!

When Chang Yansong was out of breath, he lay directly on the ground, on the side of a small road.

Exhale, inhale.

Rapid short exhalations and short breaths.

Then slowly, transition to long exhalation and long inhalation, and then slowly, the breath and the qi and blood in the body together to calm down.

At this time, Chang Yansong felt silently again.

There's nothing wrong with that.

That's right!

It's still like that!

His cultivation skyrocketed was not an illusion, he did not retreat, but still looked like an eighth-layer condensation!

Moreover, there seems to be signs of going up!

Just like when it rains heavily, the water in the small river is only half of the water before the heavy rain, and after the rain overnight, the water level rises directly to the river.

Chang Yansong feels like this now!

The facts were once again ironclad in front of him, and no matter how much he didn't believe it, he had to believe it.

"Hoo ......"

Lying there, he let out a long breath, and Chang Yansong didn't know what kind of mood he was in now.

Excited?

Yes, there is definitely excitement.

Agitated?

Yes, there must be excitement too.

But these don't seem to be the whole story, or even, not the majority.

What accounts for the majority is a kind of inexplicable confusion.

Yes, just at a loss.

Chang Yansong didn't know what mood or attitude to take, and he didn't know what mood or attitude to take when he was dealing with the script, treating his past, treating his father's teachings, treating his grandfather's teachings, and treating his diligent practice day and night.

Thoughts drifted away again.

He just read the description in the script, and then cultivated one time, and that's it.

The Ye family in the script, the Ye family, many children who have been in the clan since childhood, and that Leng Qingyun, yes, Leng Qingyun!

Thinking of this, Chang Yansong sat up suddenly, and then ran back to the pavilion almost as fast as he could, as if he was being chased by a fierce beast behind.

Still panting, he sat down, not even bothering to put on the shirt he had taken off before, and with some dirt and grass clippings on his head, he just sat there and looked at the script again.

At this moment, he couldn't care about anything.

Ignoring his shocked and extremely chaotic mood.

I don't care about thinking about this.

He didn't bother to tell his grandfather and father about the major changes that had happened to him.

Chang Yansong wants to know now, and he just wants to see a little bit - the protagonist in the script, Leng Qingyun, what happened to him?

In fact, at this moment, unconsciously, Chang Yansong regarded himself as the protagonist outside the script.

He contrasted himself with the protagonist in the script, Leng Qingyun.

"You can, you can...... Don't let me down!" opened the script again, Chang Yansong almost held his breath, as if he was afraid of alarming something, and muttered like this.

And how can Leng Qingyun not disappoint him?

It's not as good as him.

Still is......

It's really a mess in his heart, and Chang Yansong doesn't know what he thinks now.

But one thing is absolutely clear to him.

That is, now, he's going to look down!

Look what happened to that Leng Qingyun!

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