In the next few days, An Zheng lived a quiet life to the extreme, it seems that An Juchen specially instructed his junior brothers and sisters not to disturb him, and even Du Shou was entangled by Da Lie to practice [Burning Soul Decision] every day, and there were few opportunities to meet An Zheng.

The elder brother came to see him every day, but he never entered the house, just walked to the door and stood for a minute. It seemed that he had a precise clock in his body, and when sixty seconds were up, he turned around immediately, not a second was bad.

An Zheng knew what that sixty-second stay meant, it was urging.

Water is an amazing thing, not just a necessity for human survival. There are many sages who have been able to observe and experience the characteristics of water and enter the Tao. Water is the source of all things, so big that it covers everything, and so small that it is imperceptible.

An Zheng entered the road from Yanghu Lake and perceived the water, first the water was something outside the water. From Yanghu to Baisheng Academy, from Baisheng Academy to Yancheng.

The perception is getting bigger and bigger, so that Anzheng's experience is getting deeper and deeper. Ning Xiaolou said that his improvement in perception has improved by leaps and bounds, relying on the pure power of demons, but An Zheng knows that the root of everything is still human beings.

He closed his eyes, but raised his head, as if through his eyelids through the thick roof, he could see the cosmic firmament.

If a practitioner can merge with all things, it is a kind of great nature.

An Zheng sat cross-legged in the room like this, and his consciousness no longer knew where he was. He just wants to work hard and try to go higher and farther, higher and farther.

I don't know why, An Zheng felt like he saw the stars during the day. And, the stars seem to be getting bigger. He always believed that stars were small things that hung in the sky and shone brightly. But everything that is being felt, telling An Zheng how he felt before is just a subjective illusion.

The stars are not small.

An Zheng felt himself flying, through thick clouds, and then getting hotter and hotter. Then he crashed into a barrier that could not be seen, but was extremely strong. He tried to hit it again and again, but no matter how hard he tried, it was meaningless. That barrier is impossible to break through at all, and it is even a force that cannot be perceived by Anzheng.

This layer of barrier seems to have infinite thickness, and even if An Zheng becomes a sharp arrow, it will not be able to pass through. However, this barrier did not have the power to resist and devour, but it only blocked An Zheng's divine consciousness and prevented him from continuing to go out.

The barrier is transparent, so even if it is blocked, An Zheng can still see what he can't see on the ground. He saw an extraordinarily large sphere, pitted on the surface, seemingly devoid of any breath of life.

The place was barren to the extreme, emitting a faint white light.

What is this giant sphere?

Suddenly, a force from the barrier pressed An Zheng's consciousness back, and An Zheng felt like he was falling straight from mid-air, a terrifying feeling that could not be described. Falling from tens of thousands of meters in the air and completely uncontrolled.

Rumble!

An Zheng was obviously sitting in the room, but the room he was in was directly crushed into powder by some invisible force in an instant. An Zheng was still sitting there, but a stream of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.

In less than a second, Senior Brother An Juchen appeared in front of An Zheng, frowned after looking at An Zheng's extremely white face, pulled An Zheng up, flashed and disappeared.

With a bang, An Zheng was thrown into Weiyang Lake by An Juchen.

"The earth is not yet fully perceived, and it covets the sky?"

An Juchen shook his head slightly: "I didn't shock you to death, it's already a blessing in misfortune." ”

For another three days, An Zheng was fished out of the lake by An Juchen. An Zheng seemed to have died once, and the whole person was in a state of extreme weakness. He was in a daze, he didn't know anything, as if his soul had been sucked away.

After another five days, An Zheng barely recovered some vitality and began to eat and drink, but he ate and spit out.

For another seven days, An Zheng could walk slowly in the yard, and he seemed to be an old man in his last years.

Chunsheng Warm Restaurant.

Tang Shuang, the eldest disciple of the academy who taught Qu Xiang Nuan, and Zhang Cuizhu, the second disciple, dragged An Juchen to drink. An Juchen was not a good drinker, and he did not like to socialize. On the way, he was pulled away by Tang Shuang and Zhang Cuizhu, and he was gentle and not easy to refuse strongly.

After three rounds of drinking, the seemingly casual chat was transferred to An Zheng.

"Senior brother, why hasn't you seen him recently. I'm very curious, I've always wanted to talk to him, talent matters, you know, our disciples of Baisheng Academy actually don't accept anyone. ”

An Juchen drank a few glasses of wine, his face turned slightly red, and he hurriedly waved his hand: "The little junior brother was a little anxious about his cultivation a few days ago, and he was injured fundamentally, and he is still recovering, and he can barely resume his cultivation after at least half a month." These days, I am very weak, I am afraid that even an ordinary person can't beat it. You are a senior brother, and your strength is also in the forefront among the first-level disciples, so don't bully him. ”

"Hahahaha, I've heard for a long time that you have a gentle and pure temperament, senior brother, and that's the case. Don't worry, since the little junior brother has been injured, how can we go to him. When you go back, you take good care of him, and when he recovers, you can go back to the school. Besides, I'm a senior brother or a first-level disciple, even if I learn from each other, I won't be able to do it, just compare my talent. ”

Zhang Cuizhu took a sip of wine and asked, "Senior brother, is he really injured so badly?"

An Juchen is a gentleman who can't lie, and Zhengse replied: "The little junior brother is indeed very seriously injured, and he couldn't even drink rice porridge a few days ago, so he drank and vomited. But he forced himself to drink and eat, and I am afraid that this injury will hurt the root cause. ”

Zhang Cuizhu glanced at Tang Shuang quietly, Tang Shuang coughed and said, "Since that's the case, then we won't delay you." After we go back, we will also ask Mr. to reward some elixirs, and send them to Senior Brother later and transfer them to Junior Brother An Zheng on our behalf. ”

An Juchen hurriedly stood up and clenched his fists: "Thank you." ”

He said goodbye to Tang Shuang and Zhang Cuizhu, and when he walked out of the warm spring, the sky was already slightly dark, thinking that the elixir he had just brought back to repair the Yuan Shen had not been given to An Zheng, he was a little anxious.

At this moment, he saw a very unusual girl.

Wearing a cotton long skirt, the style is a little heavier, but there is no sense of heaviness on her at all. This girl's figure should be excellent, although the long skirt is wide and plain, not splendid, but it gives people a sense of back-to-basics beauty. She wore a pair of boots on her feet, and there was a beast face embroidered with silver thread on them, but she couldn't tell what kind of monster beast it was.

She carried a bow behind her back and a quiver hanging from her waist. The bow was almost as long as hers, but the quiver was empty. As if seeing An Juchen looking at her, the girl hesitated and walked towards An Juchen.

"Senior, I want to ask you about someone. ”

Hearing the words of the senior, An Juchen was slightly sad.

"I ...... Not old, I ...... I, I'm not a senior either. ”

I don't know what's wrong, the mood that was originally plain for thirty-three years suddenly made waves. An Juchen suddenly found himself a little nervous, and his fingers were trembling slightly.

"Who do you want to ask?"

His voice trembled slightly, too.

In fact, the girl in front of him was not the kind of person who was stunningly beautiful, but it touched a certain softness in An Juchen's heart that he thought never existed.

"A man named An Zheng. ”

The girl's answer made An Juchen's heart hurt a little.

"Oh...... Why are you looking for him?"

"I owe him a life, and I'll pay it back. ”

Hearing this answer, An Juchen relaxed for no reason. It turned out that he was only owed a life, not a love. Then An Juchen scolded himself in his heart...... How can you be so filthy!

"An Zheng is now a disciple of Baisheng Academy, and now he is practicing, Baisheng Academy is quite strict, you ...... I won't be able to see him for a while. ”

"Oh, if you know where he is, I'll find a place to stay nearby. ”

The girl was the princess of the Spirit Clan, Du Ruo, who bowed her head slightly to An Juchen, turned around and prepared to leave, then stopped, did not look back, and said a little embarrassed: "That...... I don't have any money on me, I don't have anything, so I can't stay in a guest house, where is there a place to stay for free? Whether it's a sect, a temple, or a dwelling. ”

He made a very irrational decision at this moment.

"Come back with me. ”

After he finished speaking, he felt embarrassed, and quickly explained: "I mean to go back to the academy with me, I ...... He is also a member of Baisheng Academy. ”

At the same time, Baisheng Academy.

Jiao Xiqu glanced at Tang Shuang and Zhang Cuizhu, who hurried back in a hurry: "Are you sure that An Zheng was seriously injured?"

"Sir, Anjuchen is a fool, he doesn't lie. ”

"Hmmm......"

Qu Xiangnuan was silent for a while and then said: "In a few days, it will be the day of the academy's selection, and the disciple promotion will only occur once every two months, An Zheng is now a third-level disciple, if you want to become a first-level disciple, then it is impossible to miss the three promotions in the next half a year." If he misses it, he won't be able to complete the bet with Lord Jun within half a year. Therefore, even if he was seriously injured, he would not give up the battle of being promoted to a second-level disciple. ”

"What do you command, sir?"

"I don't like this fight. ”

Qu Xiangnuan leaned back, looking a little depressed.

"It's like I've always disliked Fang Tanzhi...... Back then, when you participated in the election of first-level disciples, you lost to An Juchen, right? At that time, you also said that An Juchen was an idiot and did not need to be worried, and you also said that he was stupid and reckless, and he was not suitable for cultivation at all, and as a result, he was defeated, and his body was humiliated by others. Zhang Cuizhu, when you participated in the selection of first-level disciples last year, you were defeated by your relatives, right?"

Tang Shuang and Zhang Cuizhu bowed their heads at the same time, both a little ashamed.

"You have always been humiliated by Fang Tanzhi's disciples, and I have always been humiliated by Fang Tanzhi...... I will not allow my disciple, and I was humiliated by Fang Tanzhi's disciple for the third time. In the battle for the election a few days later, if I can't even beat a seriously injured Anzheng, then I won't have the face to continue teaching at Baisheng Academy. ”

"Sir, don't worry, we will tell a few alternative juniors that we will never let that An Zheng succeed in the election. ”

"What about next time, when he recovers?"

Qu Xiangnuan curled up, seemingly a little cold: "Is there a next time?"

Tang Shuang and Zhang Cuizhu glanced at each other, and then lowered their heads at the same time: "Disciple understands." ”

Qu Xiangnuan waved his hand: "Go, I'm sir, there are some things I can't drink the disciples to say clearly, but you can." Brothers and sisters are stupid, you two are senior brothers, you have to give them a heads-up. ”