After meditating for three weeks and stabilizing the realm, Ning Zhiwei, who had not developed much in the art of talisman making for the time being, began to study the way of talisman making on the space jade slip.

Instilling the power of the law into the talisman is probably similar to the "one-word mantra", so the question is, what is the law?

Pangu opened the world, and after death, the trunk turned into all things in heaven and earth; Nuwa created man and made human beings the masters of heaven and earth.

In the knowledge she had received in the past, the immortals had the ability to create heaven and earth, and they used the power of the law. The law is their understanding of the Tao, which gives birth to one, life to two, two to three, and three to all things, which is for creation.

However, just a few months of life at the interface of Earth completely upended the ideas that had been ingrained in her mind. Both Pangu and Nuwa have become fictional characters in mythological stories, and the way of science proves that the world and human beings have evolved over a long period of time by cells, so that human beings and all things coexist today.

Even the laws that are difficult for the predecessors of the gods to comprehend also have a scientific explanation here - the law is the law, for example, ice is the ice element composed of a certain arrangement structure, and other beings in nature have also faded the veil of mystery under the scientific analysis, and have become accurate chemical compositions one by one, and the ability to turn their hands into clouds and cover their hands for rain is no longer unique to people who cultivate immortals, they only need dry ice, and they can also make **.

In other words, does it mean that as long as she grasps the law of the evolution of all things, she can grasp the power of the law?

This thought just got angry, she suddenly felt that the spiritual platform was clear, suddenly enlightened, the divine consciousness was quiet in the runes of the jade slip, and the depths of the sea evolved into scenes one after another, the heaven and the earth opened up, and the earth first woke up, which is the power of creation.

Ning Zhiwei, who was immersed in enlightenment, didn't notice that there was a faint light pattern lingering on her body, mysterious and mysterious, and there were faint traces of the law in her breath!

Suddenly, she opened her eyes, the brilliance loomed, picked up the talisman pen and waved it casually, the word creation rose out of thin air, the aura in the space suddenly stirred, the clouds rolled, and the sound of wind and thunder roared faintly from the sky, and before she could react to what was happening, she was ejected from the space by a burst of irresistible force.

was suddenly attacked, or at the critical juncture of comprehending the Dao Law, Ning Zhiwei's heart was hit hard, he spurted out a mouthful of hot blood, and passed out.

When she regained consciousness it was dusk, fortunately no one came back from the dormitory, otherwise she didn't know how to explain this look, and she didn't care about the severe pain in her body, and pinched the trick to clear the bloodstains, and then she lay back on the bed and tried to contact the space.

However, she couldn't get in.

A familiar panic crossed her mind, the last time it was after she learned that the interface she was in was the end of the Dharma era. This time, the panic and anxiety were even worse than the last time—there was no room for her to cultivate, which meant that her hope of going back was even slimmer.

Gaining and losing is more unacceptable than never getting it.

In the past, although she didn't want to stay in the space for long, only she knew how dependent she was on the space, and if it weren't for the rich aura of the space, her cultivation would not have been able to recover so quickly. If she relied solely on the thin aura of the outside world, would she be able to step through the void and return to the immortal cultivation realm in her lifetime?

She was depressed and confused like never before.

Xie Qinan was frightened by Ning Zhiwei's decadent appearance, her face was so white that there was no trace of blood, her body was thin, as if she was going to die in the next moment, and the whole person was so cold that she didn't have any popularity, if she couldn't see the light, she would think it was a female ghost if she didn't know.

She saw it in her eyes and was anxious in her heart, so she had to dial the phone number left by Zhao's mother.

On this day, Ning Zhiwei returned to the dormitory after class, and heard a strange and familiar call, and turned to look, but it was Zhao Yidan sitting in the dormitory manager's office.

The moment Ning Zhiwei turned around, Zhao Yidan's eyes immediately turned red, and he pulled her into his arms and checked her from head to toe, and tears fell like beads.

"Wei'er, why is your face so bad, you are so thin that you are skinny, quick, my mother will take you to the hospital to see." The National Day was still good at that time, why did it become like this after not seeing it for more than a month.

Ning Zhiwei was frightened by Zhao Yidan, and met her red eyes at a loss, and only later reacted to wipe her tears, and her heart was sour and uncomfortable, "Mom, I'm just tired from studying, don't worry." ”

There is a storage ring of elixir, and her injured lungs have long been repaired, but she is depressed in her heart, and she has been studying physics and chemistry in the library all day, and her vitality has not recovered for a long time.

Zhao Yidan was even more worried, Ning Zhiwei was sick because of the college entrance examination, and he lay in the hospital for two months. Now that I heard that she was tired, I dragged her to the hospital without saying anything.

Naturally, the doctor couldn't find anything, but only came to the result that she had a loss of qi and blood and needed to supplement nutrition. Zhao Yidan looked at the medical records, and felt pain in her heart, she was such a precious daughter, she was afraid of falling in her heart, and she was afraid of melting in her mouth, it is not an exaggeration to say that it was a pearl in her hand.

"Wei'er, is it okay for mom to come to the capital to take care of you?"

"How's that going to work!" Ning Zhiwei hurriedly refused, "Dad still wants you to take care of it, what's more, you came to the capital, who will take care of the beauty salon." ”

Ning Yayang's company headquarters is in T City, and even Zhao Yidan has opened a beauty salon, and the roots of the family are all in T City, how can she leave lightly because of her.

"Your dad will take care of himself, and the rest is as important as you." Zhao Yidan became more and more determined, she didn't want to ignore her daughter, and she would regret it when the time came.

Ning Zhiwei's eyes turned red uncontrollably, and she hurriedly hid in Zhao Yidan's arms, this strong maternal love without impurities greatly appeased her love that had fallen to a low point, and it was at this moment that she completely opened her heart and truly recognized the family of this body.

"Mom, for such an important matter, you should discuss it with your father before making a decision."

"I will, don't worry." Zhao Yidan was delighted with her daughter's rare closeness, touched her head, and smiled lovingly.

Ning Zhiwei carried a lot of nutritional supplements back to the dormitory, and then smiled at Xie Qinan's thief, and after giving her a roll of the eyes, he didn't mention her small report.

Lose in hake, but gain in herring.

Unexpectedly gained the family affection that she couldn't get in her previous life, Ning Zhiwei completely untied the knot in her heart, what if the space was gone, she was a true disciple of the Yuanying Monk, so that she would not be defeated by setbacks, and the thin aura was just a little more difficult to practice and took a long time, and she could afford to wait.

Ning Zhiwei, who had recovered her spirits, remembered to go to Zhang Yuzhe - she received a text message from him a while ago, and it seemed that she was looking for something. However, as soon as she arrived at the activity room, she was stuffed with a note in her hand, telling her to follow the address on it to find Professor Yan.

- Zhang Yuzhe, the second shortage, didn't even explain the words clearly, how could she find someone!

Professor Yan Kaihong lived in the school's teachers' dormitory, and Ning Zhiwei finally came to visit, and the door was opened by a kind old lady in home clothes.

"Hello old lady, I am a student of Professor Yan's calligraphy club, Ning Zhiwei."

The old lady narrowed her eyes when she heard this, took her hand affectionately and walked into the living room, "You are Xiao Ning, my old man chatters all day long, and he is really a good boy with Zhong Lingyuxiu, you eat an apple first and wait for a while, the old man will meet guests in the study." ”

"Master, I'll just come." Seeing that she was about to start peeling apples, Ning Zhiwei hurriedly grabbed it, peeled off the skin neatly, cut it into small pieces and put it on a plate, "I just learned from Senior Brother Zhang that Professor Yan is looking for it, and I am afraid that the professor has something urgent, so I took the liberty to come to the door, and I ask my wife to forgive me." ”

The old lady watched coldly and found that the little girl in front of her did not have the impetuous spirit of the young people at that time, and her temperament was elegant and quiet, her manners were moderate, polite and courteous, and she liked it more and more in her heart.

A while ago, the old man wondered why Zhang Yuzhe's kid didn't come to the door to ask for words this time, and brought people over for torture, only to know that it was a little talented girl in the calligraphy club. When he saw the draft that Zhang Yuzhe brought, even the old man who had always been proud couldn't help but sigh that the back waves of the Yangtze River pushed the front waves.

Today's young people are really not good, and this outstanding Cheng dù is on par with the kid in the study.

Just when Ning Zhiwei was uncomfortable being looked at by the old lady, the door of the study finally opened, and two people walked out one after the other.

"Wife, who's coming?"

Ning Zhiwei hurriedly stood up and bowed, "Hello Professor Yan, I'm Ning Zhiwei." ”

Professor Yan doesn't look old, he has a tall figure, and traces of his youthful handsomeness can still be seen on his face. However, his forehead was bald above the hairline, and a strand of hair from left to right was comically semi-encircling, barely forming a Mediterranean hairstyle.

"It turned out to be you, a little girl." Professor Yan didn't have any scars at all, he was as familiar as his wife, he patted her on the shoulder affectionately, and showed off to the man behind him: "Xiao Fang, this is the potential junior I just told you, she is much better than you." ”

Professor Yan's sideways body was immediately revealed. The face is cold, the eyebrows and eyes are sharp, and the figure is tall and tall, like a pine tree standing proudly, calm and tenacious, and it can be seen that the heart is excellent.

They had a one-sided relationship.

The man's face was normal, and he stretched out his slender and powerful right hand to her, and his thin lips opened lightly, "Miss Ning, hello, I'm Fang Yunheng." ”

Ning Zhiwei's pupils shrank, Fang Yunheng! This man who was once asserted by Xie Qinan as sullen turned out to be Fang Zhijin - the mysterious person who can make zuò aura rice paper!

Professor Yan was surprised, "You know?" He hadn't told Fang Yunheng Ning Zhiwei's name yet.

Fang Yunheng glanced at Ning Zhiwei, "Miss Ning once bought me a piece of calligraphy. ”

Ning Zhiwei thought of the words that had been dismantled by her, and felt a little uncomfortable, but she was still overcome by the joy of meeting unexpectedly, and touched his hand lightly, "Mr. Fang, it's a pleasure to meet you, your handwriting is very good." ”

The corners of Fang Yunheng's lips were slightly hooked, and his dark eyes were as deep as a pool, "I thought that Miss Ning's favorite thing was my unique rice paper." ”

"Mr. Fang is really smart." Sensing his temptation, Ning Zhiwei felt an alarm bell ringing in his heart, "If Mr. Fang is willing to share the way of making zuò with me, I am willing to pay Mr. Fang well." ”

Fang Yunheng withdrew his hand with a smile, "I'm afraid I'll disappoint Miss Ning, I don't have the idea to share with others for the time being." ”

"It's me who took the liberty of it, when Mr. Fang has a new idea, you can talk to me in detail." Ning Zhiwei didn't have the hobby of sticking a hot face to other people's cold butts, and her face turned cold.

"It's nature."

The intersection of the two officially began in such an indistinguishable confrontation. Afterwards, the two accompanied Professor Yan and his wife to dinner as usual, and parted ways politely and amicably.