"Wake up, wake up!"

In the simple wooden house, Zhang Chong's voice was full of joy, and the sound of Rong's sobbing was also stopped.

It is relatively common for men to bleed and vomit blood after being injured in battle, and they will be roughly healed after a few days of cultivation, but a weak chicken like Zhang Xuezhou vomiting blood has to be worried.

Seeing that Zhang Xuezhou finally opened his eyes after a night, Zhang Chong's heart finally let go.

"Erbaozi, I'll let you eat less, just a moderate amount, even if you drink a few mouthfuls of soup, why are you greedy for a large piece of snake meat!" Zhang Zhong reprimanded.

"Please call me Zhang Xuezhou!"

Zhang Xuezhou stiffened his mouth and mentioned his name.

He wiped his mouth, rolled over on the bed again, and patted his body.

There was no abnormal feeling in his body, Zhang Xuezhou couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, feeling that he was really lucky in the dream, and the injury seemed to be healed when he fell asleep again.

"What kind of boat to learn, you still want to be a boatman in the future!"

Zhang Chong did not disagree with Zhang Xuezhou's blind name for himself, according to his idea of naming, the name Zhang Erbao is very good.

"There is no end to learning the sea, only hard work, this is the meaning of the words in the sage's teachings" Zhang Xuezhou reiterated again and again: "I will not go rowing a boat to earn money as a boatman." ”

"Then your name is not good, what is hard, it doesn't sound good," Zhang Zhong said.

"Children from poor families want to be motivated, but they are only miserable!"

Zhang Xuezhou sighed in his heart.

He didn't have any special thoughts about his name, but it was in reality, and it had to be in his dreams.

Only by remembering his name at all times can Zhang Xuezhou feel that he will not get lost in his dreams.

Arguing about the name is obviously not a topic to discuss, Zhang Xuezhou glanced at Zhang Chong and began to talk nonsense.

"You don't look like you're any different from usual, you don't seem to be in that realm?"

Which pot is not opened and which pot is mentioned, Zhang Xuezhou obviously got involved in Zhang Chong's sadness.

He is older, and he was injured in the past as a soldier, resulting in dark injuries on his body......

Under many factors, Zhang Zhong did not have any chances, but was no different from usual.

The only thing that made him happy was that this creation was finally stained with rain and dew, which gave him some benefits, not only was his strength stronger at this time, but his body also had infinite vitality, and some of the internal troubles of the past were eliminated.

It is a pity that he did not enter the country, but the good state of his body also makes Zhang Zhongzhong satisfied.

He doesn't seem greedy.

When Zhang Xuezhou came back alive in one breath, Zhang Chong felt that things were very good, and there was no better situation than this.

"It's hard to enter the country when you're old, not just me, but everyone else too!"

Zhang emphasized that he was not the only one who was defeated.

"But Zhang Changgong and Zhang Cigong happened to have a seed of entry," Zhang Zhong said: "If you can visit famous teachers, they will become strong people in the future!" ”

"Is the strong man who enters the country very powerful?" Zhang Xuezhou couldn't help but ask.

"If you sit in the village, it is naturally difficult to see the vast world outside" Zhang Zhong said: "The entry powerhouse can learn the art and have all kinds of abilities!" ”

"Technique?"

"The martial arts that many people in the village you have seen learn are the most superficial physical arts, which are the foundation of martial arts, and there are also spells in it, when the mana is instilled, it can rise into the air, and between the waves of the hand, it can be fierce, or the wind is howling, and there is also flying snow and ice!"

Zhang Zhong gestured for a while, and kept talking about the entry powerhouses he saw.

"You're kidding, aren't you?" Zhang Xuezhou was surprised: "The human body is flesh and blood, how can it be possible to wave his hand and set fire to the wind and snow, this must be with the help of props to make a trick!" ”

"Don't you believe it," Zhang Zhong said unhappily: "If you don't believe in the magic of magic, you are at least familiar with archery!" ”

"Is there anything special about the archery skills of the entrants?"

"When I was in the Northern Flying Feather Army, I saw the general shoot arrows casually, and that arrow was shot thousands of meters away, and there were ten shots and ten hits, and the power could penetrate the stone!"

"In this way, the entrants are a little stronger than you and shoot a little farther!"

"What if the general shoots an arrow every time he hits a copper coin hole a kilometer away?"

……

Zhang Chong's words made Zhang Xuezhou examine the word entry for the first time.

He was weak, but not unfamiliar with bows and arrows.

It is precisely because of his familiarity that Zhang Xuezhou knows the harsh conditions such as heavy bow, strength, eyesight, mental strength, and calculation required to draw a bow and shoot arrows for thousands of kilometers.

This is something that is difficult for normal people to do.

Zhang Zhong chose the bow and arrow that Zhang Xuezhou was familiar with, and just a brief description made Zhang Xuezhou clear about the huge gap.

Even if the effective range is ten meters away, it is a huge advantage in the duel of archers.

And the range of the general mentioned by Zhang Chong is nearly 700 meters farther than that of Zhang Baojia, Zhang Chong and others.

If Zhang Baojia, Zhang Chong and others fought each other, they were shot to death without anyone seeing it.

This is just the power of the general's casual archery.

For the first time, Zhang Xuezhou was curious about the entry in the dream world, and he lost the idea of passing the time in the past.

In addition to being treated by the doctor, perhaps he can also find some way to try to break through this imprisoned dream.

Entry may be the introduction of some kind of variable, which allows him to break through the fog of confinement and seek a ray of light.

"Can I enter the country?"

He couldn't help but ask.

"You...... Son, let's be safe and sound for the rest of our lives! ”

Zhang Zhong responded earnestly.

Zhang Xuezhou swallowed a mouthful of demon beast meat that stimulated his body and was poisoned, and Zhang Zhong felt that Zhang Xuezhou was not suitable for this radical and stimulating entry method.

Now that he realized it, the general gave some people to take demon meat, and these people also got the opportunity to soar into the sky, and it was more likely that they pushed on the edge of the border.

If you don't have enough foundation, even if you take demon beast meat, it's just a bamboo basket for water.

There are many cases like Zhang Xuezhou in the village, and there are also more people who fall asleep after serving demon beast meat.

When they wake up from a dream, they have nothing to gain but a start.

A special point is Zhang Changgong and Zhang Cigong, these two people are among the best among their peers in the village, and their foundation is extremely solid, so a trace of entry foundation was born.

But whether the two of them can enter the country or not, they still need to visit a famous teacher to learn the art of entry.

"In other words, in addition to stimulating the body, you also need some kind of tempering method," Zhang Xuezhou concluded: "Otherwise, no matter how much meat you eat, it's useless?" ”

"That's right!"

"Dad, do you have any friends who have entered the country, let them take us and teach us a little method!"

"Dragons don't live with snakes!"

Zhang Zhong sighed, and then stopped responding to Zhang Xuezhou's request.

They are people of two worlds, such as hunters and high-flying entrants.

He had seen entrants, even one of the most powerful entrants in the world, but Zhang Chong had only seen them from afar, without any related involvement or entanglement.

He didn't have the ability to send Zhang Xuezhou to the holy land of cultivation, and he couldn't let Zhang Xuezhou have the slightest possibility of entering the country.

Even Zhang Changgong and Zhang Cigong had to knock on the door of cultivation, visit the cultivation place everywhere, and see which cultivation place could look up to the two of them, so that they could be included in the door to practice, so as to penetrate the gate of entry.

"It's so hard!"

Zhang Zhong did not respond, but Yourong mentioned the difficulties of entering the country.

This made Zhang Xuezhou suddenly recognize the reality, and his thoughts instantly returned to the previous state of passing the time.

"But things aren't irreversible!"

Yourong thought for a long time before asking Zhang Chong.

"A few years ago, we saw a Taoist master who collected money to save people in Jiuchipo, and he seems to be a hermit master, with the art of cultivation!" There is Rong's Road.

"You said that the old Taoist of the Nine-Foot Taoist Temple?"

Zhang Chong's eyes rolled slightly.

"But he only treats patients and ignores everything else," Zhang said.

"Patient?"

Zhang Xuezhou was energetic all of a sudden.

"I'm a patient!"

He muttered, pointed at himself and said loudly, "I'm seriously ill!" ”