Chapter 42: Luochuan
Martial arts can break the world, and literature can set mountains and rivers!
In this world, the practice of heavy martial arts is prevalent, and the force is also extremely respected, and almost everyone hopes to embark on the road of cultivation and become a strong person in the world. However, everyone's talent is predestined by God, which means that not everyone can reach the peak on the path of cultivation.
At a time when everyone thought that only martial arts could shine in the world, there was such a person, who was born out of thin air, he did not cultivate spiritual power, but he could enter the army to take the head of the enemy general. He didn't have the slightest cultivation, but he was able to make countless supreme powerhouses die with him.
He said a word, and the world was decided, and the mountains and rivers were flat.
He's famous!
Without cultivation, it pacified the entire ancient chaotic era and created an unprecedented prosperous era. Since then, the world has been peaceful, and the current pattern of this continent has slowly formed.
He is a legend of the entire continent, but yet again a mystery. There is no document of his life, only oral transmission for millions of years.
Lu Zhe thought of this person, and couldn't help but feel a sense of awe in his heart, that was a person worthy of everyone's admiration. Although he is confident, he is not arrogant, he thinks that even if he takes the road of Wen, he will not be like Luochuan, it is a monumental legend that can only make people look up to the mountains, no one wants to shake it, and no one dares to shake it.
Besides, he is not a true soulless body. Thinking of this, Lu Zhe looked at the graceful woman in front of him, there was a fire in his eyes, how much he wanted to tell her that he was not a waste of firewood, but he still didn't say it after all.
Slowly calming down his mood, Lu Zhe also asked, "Sister Manrong, how should I go to the cultivation class you said?"
Then Li Manrong also carefully explained to Lu Zhe the courses of the students of Jiangtian Academy, and there are three main courses for students in Jiangtian Academy, the first of which is the various cultivation theory courses offered by the college, which are explained by the instructor in the classroom, of course, this kind of class is chosen by the students to go or not. The second is to teach on the spot in the martial arts arena. The third is the various training activities organized by the academy instructors and the leaders of the law enforcement escort team.
Because there are only about 50 new students this year, all the new students this year are together to listen to the instructor's lecture on the experience of cultivation.
Lu Zhe nodded, and he was also going to go to class tomorrow, maybe for those children of big families, this kind of class was dispensable, because their cultivation conditions were superior from the beginning, with the accumulation of various genius treasures, they had laid a good foundation for martial arts since they were young.
Lu Zhe thought of some things his father told him about cultivation when he was a child, and the picture of the past resurfaced in front of him.
It was a gentle and elegant man, who taught him how to use a long sword by hand, taught him to practice boxing by example, and told him to be a man who stood up to the sky when he grew up.
Thinking of his father, Lu Zhe's figure seemed to stiffen, and a touch of sourness lingered in his heart for a long time.
Li Manrong noticed that there was something wrong with the expression on Lu Zhe's face, and he also asked, "Lu Zhe, is there something wrong?"
Hearing Li Manrong's voice, Lu Zhe also woke up from his memories, but his eyes were still a little blurry, he looked at Li Manrong and said slowly, "Sister Manrong, do you say that people can be resurrected after death?"
"Ah, people come back from the dead, I don't think I've heard of it. â
Li Manrong was also a little surprised, how could Lu Zhe suddenly say such a thing.
"Oh, it looks like you don't even believe you. Yes, how can a person be resurrected from death?"
Lu Zhe felt a trace of amazement in his heart and muttered.
Looking at the lonely look on Lu Zhe's face, Li Manrong suddenly felt that this younger brother might have a lot on his mind, but if he didn't say it himself, she wouldn't ask him.
"Not necessarily, the path of cultivation is so magical, how can we mortals know about those powerful means. â
Li Manrong also said hurriedly, she vaguely felt that it might be that one of Lu Zhe's close relatives had unfortunately left, so she also wanted to give Lu Zhe some hope.
"Oh, really?"
Obviously, Li Manrong's words ignited a glimmer of hope in Lu Zhe's almost desperate heart, and made him suddenly have a hope.
"Well, super powerhouses like the Dean may know something. â
Looking at the light flashing in Lu Zhe's eyes, Li Manrong continued to speak, although she said this, she still couldn't help but sigh in her heart, how could a person of the dean's level be seen by ordinary people. If Lu Zhe is not a soulless body, with his superior martial arts roots, I am afraid that he can really see the dean's existence zĂ i, and even surpass it.
"Dean. â
Lu Zhe's lips squirmed, and he said these words in some obscurity, and the fists in his hands couldn't help clenching, his heart was like a rock, thinking of this ethereal hope. He also told himself in his heart that he had to work hard.
With such a hope, even if it is extremely unlikely, Lu Zhe's whole person suddenly glows with a new life, his eyes are bright, and his blood is full of energy.
Seeing the sudden change in Lu Zhe's momentum, Li Manrong was also a little stunned in her heart, but she didn't say anything, but took Lu Zhe's hand and led him to a flat grass on the shore.
The breeze blows across the lake, bringing a moist breath, and the willow trees dance with the wind, as if they have life, with a hint of agility. The warm sunlight spreads on this meadow, making people feel peaceful and comfortable.
Lu Zhe and Li Manrong sat on the ground, talking and laughing. Li Manrong is an extremely meticulous woman, she noticed that Lu Zhe's mood was a little depressed, I was afraid that something had happened to Lu Zhe, so she took the initiative to talk to Lu Zhe about a lot of things, wanting Lu Zhe to distract some attention and make him happier.
Looking at the handsome young man in front of him, the smile on his lips looked a little charming under the sunlight, and Li Manrong couldn't help but take a few more looks.
"At first glance, Lu Zhe is also quite handsome. Li Manrong thought so in her heart, and at the same time, a blush also appeared on her face.
Immediately, she also sighed in her heart, if Lu Zhe had that little bit of intelligence, I am afraid that he would be an extremely dazzling storage in this Jiangtian Academy.
Thinking of this, Li Manrong couldn't help but stretch out his jade hand and gently stroked Lu Zhe's head, I don't know why, Lu Zhe's little brother gave her a very distressed feeling, and I don't know what he has experienced.
Lu Zhe's heart was huge, feeling the strong love of Li Manrong's sister, his heart was wrapped in a warmth, and his eyes were a little moist.
At this time, under a maple tree not far away, a tall figure stood there, watching Li Manrong's jade hand gently caress Lu Zhe's hair. The figure was silent, but when the leaves fell on him, they were shaken away by his protective qi.
(PS: Jiangcheng wishes everyone a happy weekend and have fun.) I beg you to collect and help you blossom all the way. Exploding a large piece of chrysanthemum in front of you is wonderful. ďź