"Professor Ren's cultivation is bound to be not weak, but he doesn't seem to mention the relevance of 'art'!"

Either there is no related technique, or the main research goal of any life is to pursue the realm of ascension, or there is a certain difference between reality and dreams.

Zhang Xuezhou knocked on the side and asked several times, Ren Sheng was not as interested in how to play the role of the spirit as he was in "Heart Mantra".

Moreover, there is also a certain difference between the spiritual power and mana mentioned in any life.

If Zhang Xuezhou wants to describe the difference between the two, this may be the 'Tao is Tao, very Tao' mentioned by the patriarch surnamed Li.

But there is no doubt that spiritual pursuits are inevitably relevant.

The perceptual effect of the Sequel to Conditioning Tips is proof that there must be other spiritually related content as well.

The world seems to be divided into two parts, one part is ordinary human beings, and the other part is pursuing genetic and spiritual strength.

Zhang Xuezhou shook his head.

He only found it difficult to distinguish between reality and dreams.

In the past, he thought that it was reality that caused the dream to change, but now, the dream seems to have caused the reality he is exposed to to also change.

"Which side is a dream?"

For the first time, Zhang Xuezhou had questions about the real world.

"Why is this implication?"

Zhang Xuezhou vaguely remembered that he seemed to have thought about related questions before, but it was difficult for him to think clearly about the answers after thinking about it at that time.

Ren Sheng left with "Heart Mantra" satisfied, and also left an invitation to welcome Zhang Xuezhou to Ren's house as a guest.

This made Zhang Xuezhou feel that he had taken a big step forward towards free treatment.

But if the real world also belongs to a dream, Zhang Xuezhou can't help but be a little frightened.

It's going to make him think, 'Who the hell am I?' ''Where the hell am I surviving?'' ''Which is the real me?'' ''Which of them am virtual?'' ''Is the world created because of my consciousness, or does it belong to some other condensation?'' 'Is the real world real or a virtual dream?......'

"I seem to be sick again!"

When Zhang Xuezhou vaguely felt that his head was abnormal, he quickly took out a small pill from his pocket.

Three tablets of fluordiazem, Zhang Xuezhou only felt that his brain, which was very active, suddenly became much more honest.

He shook his somewhat groggy head, feeling much better.

But after taking a tranquilizer, Zhang Xuezhou wanted to do something this day.

He staggered back on the bed, eyes staring straight at the ceiling.

It wasn't until Zhang Manqian came back in the evening that he didn't have the energy to respond twice.

"Sick again?"

Looking at Zhang Xuezhou's stunned appearance, Zhang Manqian touched Zhang Xuezhou's forehead.

She hallucinated more than ten days ago, and Zhang Xuezhou then began to get ill, which made Zhang Manqian feel that the fate of the sister and brother was too bumpy.

"While I'm only in the early stages of the disease now, I must practice the Crane Shape Fist, and then get the Tiger Shape Fist, once it is fused into a four-star fighting technique, I will definitely be able to take on the task after passing the test, then I will have money, and I can form a snowball-like development method!"

Zhang Manqian feels that there is only 'poverty' in the world, and the reason why the family's fate is bumpy is only because of poverty.

If they have a lot of money and can use the world's most advanced medical technology, they will not encounter such a thing as an illness at all, and they will complete the repair at the initial stage of the disease.

Everything she is doing now is making amends, but it requires her to be a little faster, a little faster.

Or five years, or ten years, Zhang Manqian feels that everything can only take such a long time.

If it had been a little longer, she couldn't be sure what had become of her once-happy family.

Maybe Zhang Weimeng and Song Fengying went from the branch to divorce, maybe Zhang Xuezhou could only be admitted to a psychiatric hospital and was mentally ill every day, or maybe it was her......

Zhang Manqian just thought of the possibility of appearing in a few years, and there was an unspeakable fear in her mind.

In a trance, Zhang Manqian only felt that the world in front of her was dark.

She shook her head vigorously, still unable to get out of this darkness.

She stretched out her hands, wanting to touch the surroundings, grabbed a stool and sat down to rest for a while, but Zhang Manqian suddenly found that there was nothing around.

She couldn't touch the stool, and she couldn't even reach out to touch the bed where Zhang Xuezhou was.

Even Zhang Manqian wasn't sure if she really stretched out her hands.

"How so?"

If Zhang Manqian has anything else at this time, Zhang Manqian feels that only her own thinking is normal.

She still has a state of fear, and she can still think.

"No way, I can't be blind all of a sudden, and I can't touch anything...... I...... Am I suddenly blind + paralyzed! ”

Thinking of the possible condition of her body, Zhang Manqian couldn't help but be anxious.

She didn't earn money to treat Zhang Xuezhou and others, and she fell ill in a blink of an eye.

More than a decade of hard work looks like a joke at this moment.

What academic performance, what physical fitness, what gene arsenal key, what gene fighting skills, everything can't catch up with the sudden onset of her body.

On the patient's side, the family of four ran wildly, and no one was left behind.

"Mom and Dad said we might have been exposed to the radiation from the falling meteor, damn it......"

If it is a man-made disaster, Zhang Manqian still has the idea of revenge, but when it comes to natural disasters, Zhang Manqian doesn't know who to condemn.

She can only attribute everything to the injustice of fate.

"I'm not going to succumb to this damn fate!"

The fear that filled my heart gradually dissipated, turning into all kinds of anger at the injustice of fate.

Zhang Manqian felt that the unyielding anger in her heart was constantly burning.

In a trance, she saw a beam of light.

That light was like a fire in the cold winter, warming her whole being.

Zhang Manqian felt the warm light and the warm wind, and she even smelled the fragrance from the earth.

The world became extremely warm at this moment, and she could see the tall grass around her, and the flowers as big as human faces.

But in a short moment, the grass is getting shorter and the flowers are getting smaller.

Zhang Manqian felt like a giant, her body was rapidly getting bigger, and everything around her was getting smaller.

It wasn't until the tall grass she had seen before turned into fine grass under her feet, and the flower with a big human face turned into an ordinary small flower on the lawn, that Zhang Manqian took her staring eyes away.

In a trance, she looked into the distance, and then at her feet.

When her gaze swept over her body, Zhang Manqian only felt that the fear that had been unyieldingly overcome before came to her heart.

Her body turned into a giant tree in a short period of time.

But Zhang Manqian hasn't thought about why her body has become a tree, and she has seen familiar rooms and familiar people in her body.

She is still in her own rented apartment.

No flowers, no grass, no giant trees.

Zhang Manqian stretched out her hand and kicked her feet again, except that her limbs were a little soft, she felt that her limbs could be used normally.

Everything I had just experienced was like a dream.

"So I just got sick!"

Looking back, Zhang Manqian only felt that just more than ten days later, she once again ushered in a spiritual hallucination.

This time, what she saw was not Zhang Xuezhou jumping off the building, but that she had turned into a tree.