Zhang Qingyang rode his bicycle on the bridge slowly, carefully grasping the mood of the moment, as well as the details of the bridge, and even the changes in the rumbling sound of the water under the bridge.

After riding twice, Zhang Qingyang stopped in the middle of the bridge, closed his eyes, and traced the shape of the bridge in his mind. If you can't remember, just open your eyes and take a look.

After such a wasteful practice, I didn't wake up until it was dark.

With a lot of joy, I rode my bicycle home.

After filling their stomachs in two bites, they hurried back to their bedrooms and cultivated the bridge of the soul in a hurry.

The magnificent Nanling Bridge is still deeply imprinted in my heart, and it is really much easier to cultivate again, and a bridgehead is quickly condensed.

But before Zhang Qingyang could continue to cast the bridge, the bridgehead collapsed.

Zhang Qingyang opened his eyes and thought about the review, probably because the casting speed was too fast, a little unreliable, and he still had to be slower.

Again.

Fail.

Again.

Fail.

Again

......

Tossed until late at night, exhausted of mental power.

Zhang Qingyang's eyes turned black and stopped practicing, and he immediately fell asleep.

The next morning, Zhang Qingyang woke up refreshed very early.

Brush your teeth and wash your face.

Zhang Qingyang, who was foaming toothpaste, suddenly stopped all movements and remained motionless.

"Why do I have to forge the bridge of the soul at once? Why can't I build a bridge head first to ensure that the bridge head will exist forever, and then continue it piece by piece?" This thought seemed to flash through Zhang Qingyang's heart.

"That's right, that's right," Zhang Qingyang said in surprise, "The modern machinery industry is an assembly line operation, and a complete item is divided into several stages to complete." ”

Zhang Qingyang wiped the toothpaste foam from his mouth, and couldn't wait to return to the bedside, meditate, and sink into the inner universe.

Just do it.

Spiritual power swarmed from all directions, and there was a burst of churning and rolling, and the bridgehead of the bridge gradually took shape. At the head of the bridge, there are two water beasts, lifelike. The bridge is thick and heavy, and the bridge deck is flat and wide. The two stone pillars under the head of the bridge are sturdy and stout, like the two thick legs of a giant beast.

Because only the bridgehead part was made, Zhang Qingyang spent more mental energy to carve the details. All kinds of lines at the head of the bridge are revealed, as if you are really on the Nanling Bridge.

Zhang Qingyang still has the energy to continue, but in order to test the feasibility, he still stops.

He looked at the formed bridge with admiration, and suddenly his face changed, and the bridge collapsed and disintegrated in just a few seconds. Some of them are re-transformed into spiritual power, and the other part dissipates into nothing.

Zhang Qingyang couldn't figure it out, so he did it again.

Still collapsed.

Do it again.

Failed again and collapsed.

"Could it be that the production is too gorgeous?" Zhang Qingyang tried and made mistakes a little bit, looking for a solution.

Zhang Qingyang did it again, this time removing all the gorgeous decorations, even the two water beasts at the bridgehead. An extremely modest bridge was cast.

But it still failed.

Zhang Qingyang stopped and withdrew from the inner universe.

Meditate on what the reason is.

"I know!" Zhang Qingyang was suddenly shocked and opened his eyes. The spiritual power is too scattered, like yellow sand, and when it is suppressed by willpower, it can still be condensed. Once the willpower is loosened, the mental power will be dispersed.

Therefore, the solution is very simple, first condense the spiritual power into blocks, and this process is to turn sand into bricks.

That's right, that's it!

Zhang Qingyang entered the inner universe again.

This time, Zhang Qingyang did not rush to forge the bridge of the mind, but first summoned the spiritual power above the inner universe and continuously compressed it with willpower until it became a rectangular brick.

Zhang Qingyang let go of the shackles of willpower.

The spiritual power bricks floated in mid-air, and after about ten seconds, suddenly a trace of spiritual power floated up from the bricks.

It took a longer time for the spiritual power bricks to gradually disintegrate and disappear.

"It's done!" Zhang Qingyang clenched his fists. Although the spiritual power bricks still collapsed, it was clear that this direction was right, and the speed of the bricks was many times slower than at the beginning.

As long as it continues to be compressed, it will definitely be able to reach the point of long-term existence.

Zhang Qingyang is full of energy.

Until Zhang's mother shouted at Zhang Qingyang to go down for breakfast, he had already cast more than a dozen bricks.

But a new problem appeared in front of him, according to the original idea, if he wanted to build a Nanling Bridge-level spiritual bridge, he had to cast tens of millions of bricks to make it possible.

But at his current pace, it would take him decades to complete his bridge of minds.

If you really come at this rate, decades have passed, and the daylily has cooled.

Gu Wangbei's words to educate Zhang Tiezhu naturally came to Zhang Qingyang's mind, and he must not be bound by the rules and open his imagination.

Zhang Qingyang's eyes flashed with wisdom: "I'm afraid this rule is not only imposed on me by others and the outside world, but also the rules I set for myself." Why do I have to forge a Nanling Bridge-level Spiritual Bridge right now? Can't I build a small bridge first, and then expand it as my spiritual power grows?"

"Little rabbit, I'm going to call you a few times before you come down to eat. Mother Zhang shouted below.

"It's coming, it's coming. Zhang Qingyang agreed, and rushed downstairs, "Wow, it's so hearty today, and there is chili oil, it's so fragrant, Mom, what you made is so delicious." ”

A smile appeared at the corner of Zhang's mother's eyes, but she still said angrily: "You don't come to this set less, it's not like this one day." Eat more. ”

"Mmmm," Zhang Qingyang didn't want to waste any time, and said while stuffing something into his mouth, "Mom made it for me by herself, I have to eat it all." Fragrant, so fragrant. ”

Zhang Mumei, who was slapped by a little pony, smiled. An elderly diner next to him said enviously: "In the end, it is a young man, watching them eat is fragrant." ”

"Mom, I went to school. After eating, with a wipe of his mouth, Zhang Qingyang rode a bicycle to Nanling School.

The progress of the bridge of the heart, as well as the breakthrough in thinking, allowed him to see a broader world, but his heart was on fire. Even the cold wind that cut his skin in early winter could not make him feel the slightest chill.

Came to the pet beast branch, locked the car, held the book, and walked into the classroom.

In today's morning class, there were few people. Even in the classroom, many of the students have a lazy demeanor. However, the teachers in the class are used to this situation.

It's just a mess, and they don't even know how many students there are in the class. However, Zhang Qingyang is a celebrity in the class, and every teacher knows him. After all, the former genius of the Mechanical Academy, the entire Nanling Academy can be ranked first.

Seeing Zhang Qingyang sitting upright in his seat, the teacher nodded in his heart, even though they were numb to the status quo, but they were still very relieved to see students who worked hard and were willing to improve.

At the end of a few hours of morning class, the young teacher who was talking about the history of pet beast civilization above packed up the handouts, and deliberately walked down to Zhang Qingyang and said: "Although the pet beast civilization is in decline, as long as you work hard, you can't break out of your own world, continue to work hard." ”

Zhang Qingyang said with a serious expression: "Well, thank you, Mr. Zhao, I think so too." ”

The young teacher's surname is Zhao, and it is absolutely impossible for him to be invited to Nanling Academy to be a professor before. It's just that the pet beast civilization is declining, and it is difficult to hire a good teacher now, so Teacher Zhao will be invited.

Teacher Zhao was relieved: "I'm glad you didn't give up on yourself. The road is made by people, and the important thing is that you don't fall into a blow all the way. ”

Zhang Qingyang said: "Well, I won't." I've fallen in love with the Pet Warrior path now. ”