The eighty-fourth of the empire in the early morning of the first volume is thick, the people will be crippled, and the book is the same

On the second day, the college arranged a course of mathematics, but the atmosphere in today's study room was a little different from yesterday, the students next to the desk listened to the professor's lecture in silence, but their minds had already drifted to other places, drifted to the place called the old book building, it was obvious that there were many people who experienced the same situation as Ning Que yesterday, on the contrary, it also aroused the unwillingness and willingness of these young students to challenge.

The scattered bell sounded quietly, and Mr. Professor of Mathematics flicked his sleeves to announce the end of class, and there was a commotion in the study, and all the students rushed out quickly and ran towards the wooden building in the depths of the college. Mr. Professor looked at the faces of the new students, but he just smiled and shook his head, and didn't say anything.

Chu Youxian, who didn't go to the old book building yesterday, heard his classmates talk about the magic in that building, and today he also moved his mind to find out, and rushed out after greeting Ning Que. Ning Que seemed extremely peaceful today, not in a hurry at all, and after walking out of the study house, he did not rush to the old study building, but went to the stove hall along the stone path.

For lunch for two, with a jitui and three raw eggs, Ning Que ate all the food in front of him slowly and methodically, raised his head and glanced at the empty stove, satisfied with Mo's slightly bulging abdomen.

Walking out of the stove hall and stepping on the quiet stone path around the wetland reeds, he was still not in a hurry to go to the old library, but walked slowly around the wetland lake three times, until he confirmed that the food in his stomach had been digested and turned into the calories needed by the body, and squatted on the lakeside to wash his hands carefully, and then calmly walked to the direction of the old library.

He has no cultivation potential, but he has enough experience in warfare, and in the face of those mysterious books in the old library, he decided to take a fighting attitude, with a fierce spirit, and chop down the mountain that stood in front of him little by little, so he must breathe both physically and mentally to the best state.

"Let's let, let's let, it's not boiling water, it's a living person!"

There was a rush of shouting in front of the old library, and the four deacons in college robes rushed out with a fainting student, without the slightest expression on their faces, but the shouting was very interesting, there were probably too many fainting students in the past two days, and they had to think of some tricks to dispel this boring repetition.

At least a dozen fainting students were already lying outside the old study building, and the academy had already prepared for this situation, and there was a teacher in charge of this matter who was on the side with yao things such as awakening soup and Jiyuan pills to treat them.

Ning Que looked at this scene and couldn't help but smile bitterly and shook his head.

Walking up the stairs, between the empty bookshelves in the building, the number of students he was studying hard was a little less than yesterday, but most of them were carried out, not afraid of difficulties and did not go upstairs—there were no incompetent people who could be admitted to the academy, who was willing to give up only the next day? Just looking at the pale faces of those young students, swaying as if they were drunk, I was afraid that no one could support them for too long.

The dull sound of crashing sounded from time to time, snapping, like the ripe fruit of the autumn branches falling on the muddy ground, and the students by the bookshelves kept falling, or fainting, or foaming at the mouth and looking at the sky, very miserable.

Ning Que was still holding the book "A Preliminary Exploration of the Snow Mountain and Qi Sea" in his hand at this time, he withdrew his gaze from those classmates who unfortunately fainted, and paid no more attention to the affairs of others, took a deep breath, and opened the page with a solemn expression.

"Heaven and earth breathe, it is for breath and ......"

The difficult climb of the mountain of books had to start with the first step, because he only remembered that he was holding the book before fainting yesterday, but he did not remember what he had read or where he had seen - he had already foreseen in advance how helpless the reading process would be in the future, and every time he started, he would have to start with the first sentence.

The handwriting on the thin book unexpectedly blurred again, and those lumps of ink, like ink droplets that the tip of the pen fell into the urn of clear water, quickly spread out, Ning Que was unmoved, and continued to scroll down quickly.

"Man is the spirit of all things, so he can understand the way of nature, and the will is the power, and it is the power of the mind. ”

The blurry handwriting drifted off the paper again, and began to buzz and vibrate in his mind, Ning Que felt that those vibrations were not even like paddling, but more like the cold wind on the grassland, and he felt that he was fighting against countless fierce horse thieves.

He took a deep breath and forcibly raised his head to rest for a while, because the movement of raising his head was too resolute and tough, which actually made his neck muscles a little dull pain, in order to dispel the disgusting feeling in his abdomen at this time, he suppressed the infinite y of the thin book in his hand, and looked at the sun forest outside the window, and looked at other classmates next to the bookshelf.

A figure leaned against the bookshelf and collapsed weakly, it was Linchuan Wang Ying. Then Ning Que noticed that in the deepest part of the bookshelf, Xie Chengyun was sitting cross-legged on the ground, his eyes slightly lowered and quietly looking at the scroll on his lap, although his eyes were bright and still bright, his face was extremely pale and terrifying.

"They're all trying to climb. Ning Que said silently, infected by the young and stubborn atmosphere of the classmates in the building, and smiled and put his eyes back on the paper.

"The power of human thought is in the brain, converging between the snow mountains and the sea of qi, condensing into frost for 1U for water, walking all the tricks and scattering outside the body, and feeling the breath of the world around the body......"

The ink ball floated again, shaking and shaking, and he suddenly couldn't hear the buzzing sound in his head, and felt as if he was standing in the streets and alleys of the Wind Pavilion, with no trees beside him, only endless rain falling from the sky, hitting his face and clothes, and suddenly felt an extreme clammy coldness.

Then he fainted again.

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On the afternoon of the third day, outside the Old Book Building.

"Let it, let it, it's not boiling water, it's a big living person!"

Four deacons wearing college robes walked out of the old library building with Ning Que in a fainting manner, threw him to the doctor on call outside the building, and then someone carried him into the carriage.

There were twenty-seven people in the building today.

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On the afternoon of the fourth day, outside the Old Book Building.

"Let Jean, let Jean, it's really not boiling water, it's really a big living person!"

It was still the four deacons wearing college robes who walked out of the old study building with Ning Que in a fainting place, threw him to the doctor on call outside the building, wiped the beads of sweat on his forehead and whispered a few words.

There were nine people in the building today.

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On the afternoon of the fifth day, outside the Old Book Building.

"Jean, it's still the big living person who boils water!"

It was still the four deacons wearing college robes, carrying Ning Que who was fainting and walking out of the old study building slowly, shouting two sentences weakly, and the doctor on call outside the building looked at this familiar face and couldn't help but sigh.

There were four people in the building today.

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On the afternoon of the sixth day, outside the Old Book Building.

"Let's make it. ”

Four deacons in college robes uttered two words very succinctly, and then threw someone into the shade of a tree outside the building.

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In the days that followed, because of the unforgettable experience, most of the students had confirmed that the books in the old library were completely incapable of coping with them, and fewer and fewer people went to the second floor.

After Ning Que dispersed the clock every day, he still insisted on going to the stove hall to have a big meal, walking around the wetland three times, and then continued to climb the stairs, climbing the stairs again and again, fainting every time, and being carried away again and again, he was not discouraged at all, let alone gave up, but his face became more and more pale, his cheeks became thinner and thinner, and his steps became more and more vain when he climbed the stairs.

Seeing him go up to a tall building, seeing him being carried out of the building, without any accidents,

In the afternoon of this day, Ning Que ate two large plates of shiitake mushroom jirou rice, nibbled on two steamed buns with a plate of red oil belly, washed his hands next to the wetland, and came to the old library again.

The current academy students don't remember that Ning Que got the first three subjects in the admission exam, they only know that this young man is the most famous madman in class C, when he appeared at the door of the old book building, all the students who were reading books or taking notes by the window raised their heads at the same time, looked at his figure and began to whisper.

"This guy can't be crazy, right?"

"How long will he be upstairs today?"

"Half an hour?"

"I've seen enough choking, at most a cup of tea will be carried down. ”

"I'm more curious, who will go downstairs first today, he or Xie Sangongzi. ”

"Third Master Xie has cultivation potential, what does this guy have?"

"Why the hell is he working so hard?"

"I think it's because he wants to compete with Xie Sangongzi for the limelight, otherwise why would he be so desperate?"

Ning Que didn't hear these whispered discussions at all, he looked at the stairs in front of him, grabbed his slightly trembling right wrist with his left hand, forcibly suppressed the strong desire to retract his footsteps in his heart, took a deep breath and continued to go up, only he knew that every day this staircase would seem steeper, longer and more difficult than yesterday.

Looking at his back as he walked upstairs with difficulty, looking at his pale face, the eyes of the students downstairs became more and more complicated, and many people suspected that he was so desperate for purpose, or disdained his obsession, but no one had to admire the will and perseverance he showed.

Going up the next floor, Ning Que gently wiped off a few beads of sweat from his forehead, silently walked to the bookshelf that he stood on every day, and took out the thin book that he had been reading for many days, but still couldn't remember anything.

There was silence on the empty floor, and there was only one student left but him who could hold on: Xie Chengyun sat cross-legged at the end of the bookshelf, his face as pale as uninked new paper, and the same on his lap.

Ning Que knew that this Third Master Xie was here, and since the other party was able to enter the Martial Arts Department, then he must have the potential to practice, so he was not surprised that the other party could support it for such a long time, but he didn't expect at all that when only himself and Xie Chengyun were left on the second floor of the Old Book Building, it would cause some kind of discussion in the academy.

In the eyes of many students and even teachers, Ning Que and Xie Chengyun were carried again after the admission test, and neither of them was willing to give up before the other party, so they would come to the old library every day to work hard to support.

Ning Que didn't know about this kind of discussion, and he didn't know if Xie Chengyun would come here every day because he had this kind of competitive idea in his heart, even if he knew about these discussions, he wouldn't care about it at all, because only he knew in his heart why he had to come here every day, even if it was in vain and extremely painful, he still wanted to come here.

Because he likes it, because he needs it, it's as simple as that.

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