"Huhu~"

Hearing the sound of snoring in their ears, everyone despised this blatant lazy teaching in their hearts.

After a stick of incense, Chu Youxian's face turned dark and his eyes were closed, he knew that he was going to another world soon.

It was as if someone had broken his muscles and bones in his body, and the pain was not enough to describe how he felt at the moment.

Fresh and warm blood flowed from his mouth, and Ning Que, who was sitting beside him, looked very anxious when he saw this scene.

He really wanted to save people, but unfortunately he himself was not much better than Chu Youxian.

There was the sound of footsteps behind his ears, and Ning Que wanted to look back, but the huge continuous pressure squeezed him from all directions, making him completely unable to move, and he could only silently feel his body gradually collapse under the pressure.

Ning Que wanted to shout: It's those waste firewood that offended you, it's none of my business.

But he couldn't open his mouth, let alone roar.

A pair of hands appeared in sight, Ning Que desperately moved his eyes, and when he saw Chu Youxian being taken away, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

Chu Youxian will be taken out of the classroom, and blood will flow down the corners of the mouths of more classmates. Many people turned pale at this moment, their eyes were closed, if it weren't for the chest that was still slowly rising, Ning Que would definitely think that these people were dead.

No matter how frightened Ning Que was, one after another people in the classroom were taken away by those mysterious hands.

After just a few breaths, only the last three people were left.

Ning Que, Xie Chengyun, Cui Ming!

After a breath, Xie Chengyun was the first to be taken away, followed by Cui Ming of Qinghe County.

Seeing that only he was left in the classroom, the fear in Ning Que's heart was infinitely magnified!

He tried very hard to move his fingers, but to his horror he found that he had completely lost his sense of the hand under the severe pain.

Ning Que felt a warm current emerge from his throat, and this warm current surged up, and a faint salty smell came after entering his mouth.

He knew that the next person to be taken away would be himself, and he was trying to relax, trying to face that unwarranted fear.

Ning Que tried to close his heavy eyes, but the damn power gradually increased when he was the only one left in the field.

Pain! The feeling of suffocation that makes it impossible to breathe magnify the pain infinitely.

Ning Que felt that every time he breathed was accompanied by severe pain, he obviously felt that his breathing was getting harder and slower.

He wanted to scream, but it was something he couldn't do.

'Are you going to die?' Is it just dead? ’

After two sticks of incense, Ning Que finally closed his eyes tightly and was taken away with a dark face.

His desk had already been stained red with blood, and in the entire study room, only he had the most blood flowing, so much that it was probably far more than the sum of others.

"Could it be that he didn't agree to exchange with him, so he specially added ingredients to himself?"

Before he fell into a coma, Ning Que thought back to everything he had done since he came to the academy, and he never thought of when he had offended Tang Jiaoxi.

If punishment is spoken, it should also be aimed at those people, and you just don't want to exchange things, isn't it considered offended if you don't exchange?

He woke up soon in a trance, and when he opened his eyes, what he saw was still the classroom, the sleeping Tang Jiaoxi, and the classmates with ugly faces in their respective positions.

"Hallucinations? No, that feeling of the body being crushed can't be an illusion. ”

Ning Que thought like this, and then he suddenly noticed a trace of blood spilling from the corner of Chu Youxian's mouth, and then took it away with both hands......

"What is this?"

Ning Que was puzzled and frightened, he felt lost and helpless.

Since he was born in this world, he has never been afraid. Even if General Lin's mansion was slaughtered, he was not afraid, he just wanted to live at that time.

Now he was more and more frightened in this dreamlike scene, and he just wanted to get away from this classroom, away from this academy, away from that man who was like a devil.

Everything seemed to be yesterday, and the classmates were taken away one by one, until he was left alone again.

After closing his eyes and feeling that he had hands to take him away, Ning Que finally relaxed.

When he opened his eyes and saw the familiar scene again, the familiar everything, the familiar hands, he began to panic, he began to be overwhelmed, and he began to desperately.

It's just that he hasn't even been able to get into the first acquaintance, so how can he fight hard? Hone a murderous trick by chopping wood?

Don't be funny, when you can only stick in place like a log, the battlefield skills you are proud of, the physical strength you are proud of can only be a joke.

Scene after scene, Ning Que didn't know how many times he had repeated it, his consciousness began to collapse, and his body was already overwhelmed.

Close his eyes, open them again, and he has become a beast locked in a stone chamber. He had no time to estimate where his classmates had gone, so he could only look feebly at the door and at the rusty iron lock.

He didn't want to sit still, so he moved.

He slammed his hands on the iron cables, and the blood immediately covered the rust, but the gate never loosened in the slightest.

I don't know how many times later, Ning Que's hands were only left with fragments of flesh and blood attached to Nasen's cold white bones.

He was in pain, and this pain was not numbness, it would not make him unconscious. He didn't know what the greatest pain in the world was, but he knew that Ling Chi's execution was nothing more than a thousand cuts.

He is a woodcutter in Subi Lake, his name is Ning Que, he can't practice but is unwilling to be destined by heaven, he raised his hand and smashed it on the rusty iron lock again.

The pain made him sweat flow wildly, and the muscles that connected the white bones and meridians were finally broken, and the white bones were scattered in an instant when they lost their support.

Click~

It was like some kind of signal, and suddenly the lock opened, and the door moved!

Ning Que looked at the desolation outside the door, and he suddenly didn't know where he was. Was it in the Tang Dynasty or in the wasteland, or did you fail the hospital exam and returned to Weicheng? But what about Sangsang?

Closing his eyes and relying on his body to feel the world, he wanted to make judgments about it.

When he opened his eyes again, Ning saw the same scene, a stone room, a broken lock, and a stone door.

…………

Suddenly, Ning Que felt a pair of hands on his shoulders, and the habit he had developed for a long time made him take the man's hand with his backhand, and with the momentum, his body strength poured out.

"Huh? Ning Que? ”

When Ning Que saw Chu Youxian, who was thrown to the ground by him, he suddenly felt a little afraid.

"Ning Que, what's wrong with you?"

Chu Youxian rubbed his waist and looked at Ning Que with a serious face with a bitter face.

"It's okay, are you okay?"

Chu Youxian shook his head, feeling that there was no discomfort in his body, and suddenly smiled mysteriously and said, "What did you just see?" ”

"What?"

"Previously, we were all held in place by Teacher Tang's secret technique, and the teacher said that we would see what we wanted to see, as long as our will was strong enough, we could even break the barrier and experience it."

Seeing the lascivious smile on Chu Youxian's face, Ning Que asked out loud.

"What do you see?"

"I see it...... Can't say that, hehe. ”

Ning Que looked at Chu Youxian and knew that he must have seen the good things he dreamed of, otherwise he wouldn't have laughed so much.

Just through Chu Youxian's face, Ning Que thought of those locks and those doors, what did those mean?

Looking at the classmates in the classroom, Ning Que felt a little unreal.

"What about Tang Jiaoxi?"

"Let's go, we'll take the rites in the next class."

Just as the two were talking, the Southern Jin Dynasty genius Xie Chengyun walked over.

"Southern Jin Ruyang Xie carrier."

After making sure that this handsome-looking man was talking to him, Ning Que was slightly stunned and quickly replied.

"Datang Weicheng Ning Que!"

"You're amazing, you're the last one of us to wake up."

“？？？”

Ning Que was a little confused, he didn't believe that this was the genius of the Southern Jin Dynasty, he suspected that this place was still an illusion.

That man who is as proud as a cedar would praise a little soldier?

"Ning Que, I will be better than you, I will!"

With Xie Cheng's words, the classroom suddenly fell silent.

No one would have thought that this arrogant genius of the Southern Jin Dynasty would actually make an oath to Ning Que.

Ning Que didn't reply, just looked at Xie Cheng and turned to leave.

"Teacher, is it really okay for the fourth junior brother to do this?"

"Slowly, the fourth child has his own rules for doing things, let's just wait and see."

The Master gave the answer after groaning, but to be honest, the Master did not understand very well.

He knew that Tang Ning was secretly helping Ning Que and helping those students by the way, but the master didn't know what the fourth child had done.

Rather than what he did, the Master was more interested in what impact this eclectic course would have on the Academy.

Those students, when will they notice the changes in themselves?

In the firewood room of the academy, Wei Guangming threw the dry firewood in his hand into the boiler, watched the fire burn more and more, and wiped the sweat on his forehead.

On the stove, Wang Jingluo picked up the kitchen knife and cut vegetables, and from time to time he freed his hands to add some accessories to the pot, and he was very busy.

"I said that the two of you eat three meals a day in the academy, shouldn't you pay some food expenses?"

"Mr. Four's words are wrong, it was you who brought the old man to the academy, if you didn't come here voluntarily, how can you talk about the food expenses?"

Tang Ning was speechless, looking at Wang Jingluo, who was stir-frying, he could only sigh secretly.

"What Mr. Four did today is not appropriate in the eyes of old decay."

"Oh? What's wrong? ”

"I don't know what you've done, but I can feel them getting closer to the door."

"Isn't that bad?"

Wei Guangming was silent, and after secretly pondering in his heart, he continued to fill in the firewood and stopped talking.

Tang Ning smiled, ignored Wang Jingluo, who looked longing, and turned to leave.

He didn't really do anything, he just made the group of students go through more.

Cultivating the mind is the rule on the second floor of the academy, and it is also the rule of the master.

Many people find it difficult to touch that threshold throughout their lives, because their minds are not pure and they cannot perceive heaven and earth through their minds.

What Tang Ning is currently doing is to let some people know themselves more clearly in the illusion, so that more people can approach that gate, and even step into that gate.

Among these students, there are many talented and outstanding people, but they are blocked from the door of cultivation because their state of mind is not cultivated enough and they cannot see the way forward.

Among them, there are also people like Ning Que, who are obviously in a good state of mind cultivation, but they are blocked by their bodies outside the cultivation gate.

Unfortunately, two of these new students did the same.

For these two people, Tang Ning naturally had secret help, but his help was still difficult to see.

Lao Bi Zhai, after finishing the day's class in a daze, Ning Que returned to Lao Bi Zhai and took a pen to write. Raising his hand, he seemed to have forgotten how to put pen to paper.

"Young master, it's time to eat noodles."

Sang Sang brought two bowls of noodles, Ning Que counted the peppercorns and green onions in it, and after confirming that it was the same as usual, he picked up the chopsticks.

With chopsticks in hand, Ning Que didn't have the slightest desire to eat noodles, he was still immersed in the stone room, the door, and the iron lock!

"Sangsang, is the young master looking good today?"

Sang Sang held the bowl, put down the bowl when he heard this, and looked at it seriously.

"The young master seems to have lost weight? How so? I didn't lose weight when I was hungry and full in Weicheng, why did I lose weight when I came to Chang'an? ”