At the time of the Song Family School, the vermilion riveted black nails were already clustered in front of the door.

As Ping An squeezed into the crowd, there was a little warmth on his face, which stretched Ping An's cold body a lot.

Looking at the crowd around him like a wall, he stood on tiptoe and could barely see the vermilion gate in the distance through the gap between the heads of the crowd.

In the face of such a scene, Ping An can only hope that he can communicate with a better star soul in his heart, and as for other ideas, there is not much luxury.

Although I have also fantasized about standing on the top of the mountain and looking down on the sea of clouds.

But in this vast world, how many people can stand on the top and look down on life?

Some are just more ordinary people who are constantly struggling.

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It's a world surrounded by an endless starry sky.

According to legend.

Every life that comes into this world corresponds to the birth of a star.

Each star has its own unique aura and structure, and they exude their own unique message to the outside world at all times.

These messages have traveled for perhaps eons of years to shelter and bless the lives that tell their stories to them, giving them all sorts of strange abilities.

You may not see them, but you can clearly feel the message they give you.

Where you think about it, they exist.

Maybe it's the heart, maybe it's the mind, maybe it's the belly, it's only in your soul.

Your experiences and thoughts will affect the abilities that the stars give you, and what you think and do will determine the strength of the abilities that the stars give you.

The stars raise people, and people also raise stars, even if they look up at the same star, how can they have the same mood, not to mention that there are so many stars.

For every teenager who has reached the age of 15, star selection will affect whether their starting line is ahead of the curve enough, whether they can get a high quality of life more smoothly, and their families will also be affected.

Although it is said that cultivation lies in personal effort and comprehension, for ordinary people who do not have abundant resources, a good starting point will be much less hardship and suffering.

After all, everyone wants their path to be smooth.

Peace, as the name suggests, only hopes that he can be safe, that there is a star that can shine on him, listen to his story, accompany him through hardships and hardships, live a happy life, and let him no longer feel lonely.

He also wished he had a lot of silver, beautiful girls, a well-lit mansion, and everything he could get and to eat.

Just as Ping An was thinking farther and farther away, a cylindrical lantern hung on the courtyard wall with gray eaves and white walls, lit up without warning.

The white and dancing candle shadow on it shines through the big word Xuege, illuminating the square in front of the courtyard and illuminating the peace suddenly.

Ping An stood on tiptoe and looked forward, and in the creak of the door, a fat man with a sudden light on his head and black skin stepped out.

The two thick mustaches were cocked to the sides, their apricot eyes glared, and their faces trembled, but the butcher-like man was dressed like a scholar in crepe.

This is Master Zhou of the Song Family Pavilion, wearing a light gray robe, flicking his sleeves, and shouting, "The auspicious time has come, and the people who enter the pavilion will line up in four columns to follow me to enter, and they must not make loud noises!" ”

After a brief moment of confusion, a jagged formation of four formations followed him straight into the courtyard gate.

In the school pavilion, more than a dozen high pavilions and wide buildings facing each other stand on the bluestone-paved square, and the bare branches dotted here are even more vast and deserted.

The crowd stepped on the bluestone slab and looked around curiously, looking at the place that would affect their lives, filled with passion and imagination, until the team stood in front of a seven-story pagoda of brick and wood.

"I think you already know a lot about star selection, so I won't say much about it here."

"This is the brightest time of the day and the most beneficial time to communicate with the stars."

"Now, close your eyes, let your body relax, and imagine that all your thoughts come together into a point, and at the same time, you think of yourself as this point."

"Then you imagine that you can control this point and let it rise upwards until you break through your own body and still let it rise upwards and keep rising."

"When you see a starry sky, you start thinking about your past or your expectations."

After waiting for a moment, feeling that the students had closed their eyes, the master turned to look at the top of the seven-story pagoda behind him.

Raising his right hand to the top of the tower, a white light shot out from the tip of the master's finger, straight to the top of the tower.

The formation stone placed at the top of the tower was stirred up with a dazzling white light, and a milky white aura spread out in all directions.

As the aura spreads, the entire night sky feels as if it has rotated in a circle, as if something has changed.

The aura kept sweeping around, constantly amplifying everyone's thoughts, and constantly transmitting everyone's thoughts to the starry sky, in order to find the information that could resonate with it.

Ping An felt himself flying, and all consciousness left his body and flew upwards.

The lights and dust under his feet are getting farther and farther away from him, and the cold night wind is constantly blowing, in this empty night, Ping An feels the coldness and silence from all directions, and flies alone towards the deeper night sky.

It wasn't until the entire night sky suddenly rotated that countless stars appeared in the blue-black night sky, so bright and huge, hanging beside me like night pearls.

Different sizes, different brightness, and different luster, as if you can take it off as soon as you reach out, let the whole person be in the middle of the stars.

In the stars in the sky, there are one after another, like the fluctuation of the gaze scanned Ping'an's body, Ping'an continued to fly upwards as much as he could, while recalling his own bits and pieces indiscriminately, his own consciousness gradually faded in the starry sky, and only the deepest memories and the most real feelings were revealed.

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"Every flower, every grass, every stone and sand has its own process, and we must treat and respect every nature."

"Speaking of a white-robed general, a rein, people and horses stand, shouting I am the Han general here! Who dares to be presumptuous? Carrying a gun on a horse, rushing straight to the enemy, although facing thousands of troops and horses, he is not afraid, one person and one gun, although he dies, he wants to know what will happen next, and listen to the next decomposition. ”

"Beat him to death, beat him to death, how dare you disobey us, let you go to the master to complain, what to see! Ping'an, do you want to find it? Fuck off Grandpa. ”

"Who has not died? Twenty years later, you will be a good man again, and thousands of oppressed poor people will be overthrown! ”

"That's a fool, let him use a lot of strength to help us move the box, shhh, be quiet, don't let him hear."

"Ping'an, I'm going to marry you when I grow up, okay?"

"Why study? Because reading can help you better understand the world, make you better distinguish between right and wrong, black and white, and make your life more adequate and down-to-earth. Remember! Reading is not only about the future, but also about the inheritance of civilization, you should take reading as a habit and hobby, and engrave literacy and knowledge into your bones. ”

"My dignified Han nation, how much suffering I have experienced, and it still exists today, because we have integrity! No matter when and where we are, we must have such a breath to save the world! ”

"You and I are brothers, why do you say this? Wherever it is useful to me, come to me, and although there is something wrong in your house, you must be safe and well. ”

"I don't care, I just saw that you were in a gang with them, and you dared to steal my things, everyone, come and see, there is a thief here."

"Peace, grandpa is leaving, no one will take care of you in the future, you must be good, be a good person."

"Bold! You dare to talk to me about the law, do you know what the law is? Come! Drag out this Diao Min who falsely accused Wang Gongzi for me! ”

"Hungry, let's eat a steamed bun, where are you from? How did you end up here? ”

"I didn't expect the old man to leave like this, when you come to my Zhou Mingshu, you can live with peace of mind! Without the old man's intake, maybe I would have starved to death! ”

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The troubled past kept flashing in Ping'an's mind.

happiness, sadness, helplessness;

cowardly, hot-blooded, unyielding;

Shock, gratitude, and many other emotions mixed together to make Ping An fall into a trance, and yesterday's twilight reappeared.

"Alas。。。。。。。"

With a deep sigh, all the disturbances disappeared with the opening of Ping'an's eyes, and his firm gaze returned to clarity, looking at the starry sky quietly.

In this way, he kept quietly looking at the starry sky until there was a buzzing sound above his head, and when Ping An looked up, he saw a huge sphere appearing in the sky, which occupied the entire sky and slowly rotated in front of Ping An's eyes.

It is a gaseous initial star with no solid core, and it is highly visible, and the surface of the sphere can be clearly seen.

There are no forests on the surface of the sphere, no islands and no oceans, and no bad winds and lightning, but only composed of clouds like fiery clouds that are constantly tumbling, and it can be clearly felt around the stars that there are continuous invisible unknown materials rushing towards the stars, like the flow of water flowing slowly.

According to the introduction in the Astral Reference, the initial star is attributed to an ordinary star, and its special fire cloud form can make it upgrade to a large grade and be classified as a medium grade, which is a good result for ordinary people who do not have elixir nourishment and auxiliary artifacts.

Ping An couldn't help but show a satisfied smile, and his whole body felt much lighter, but he could give an explanation to Master Zhou when he went back, and the days after this would definitely not be too hard.

In the future, he can join the Song family's guard team at worst to make a stable and good living, and then build a house to marry a wife and have children, compared to many people, it is very happy, if there are so many opportunities and efforts, it is very possible to be recommended to the superior sect.

Thinking of this, Ping An was even happier, and he carefully looked at the star in front of him, feeling every trace of it and every hao on it, and constantly depicting it in his mind.

He couldn't help but know all the secrets of this astral body right now, until it faded and disappeared, and Ping'an's body fell violently into the air.

At the same time, Ping'an, who was in the square, shook violently a few times, opened his eyes suddenly, and after a short period of distraction, he looked around.

There are many people in the square who have already woken up, they (she) are either dancing with their eyebrows, or they are depressed, and there are even people who have long been crying and have fallen to sit on the square, and there are also people in brocade clothes whose expressions have not changed much.

Ping'an looked up and looked ahead, Zhou Fuzi was standing in front of the tower door with his hands behind his back and looking at him the same, but the calm on his face couldn't hide the concern and impatience in his eyes.

Ping An grinned, nodded heavily at Zhou Fuzi, and then turned his head to look at Song Ziheng in front of him on the left, only to see Song Ziheng standing there straight, raising his head to the sky in a daze, which made Ping An very worried, and at the same time felt very incredible and regretful, how could it be Song Ziheng?

After another moment and a little more than a cup of tea, everyone came to their senses.

With a wave of Zhou Fuzi's sleeves, white points of light floated towards everyone, and they sank into everyone's bodies with Zhou Fuzi's will, giving each consciousness body a quiet and peaceful instruction, prompting its consciousness area to control emotions to change the current information output state, so as to change everyone's emotions.

After the students' emotions stabilized, Master Zhou said slowly.

"Everyone sensed their own stars, right?"

"Now the projection of the stars has been imprinted into your sea of consciousness, and has established a unique resonant connection with your consciousness."

"In the next step, you will officially enter the cabinet to learn how to communicate with the stars and use and improve the abilities of the stars."

"In the next few days, everyone will have a good rest at home, so that the projection of the stars and your sea of consciousness can ease and harmonize with each other."

"As for today's star selection, you don't have any burden."

"The initial star selection does not represent anything, in the end, it depends on the efforts of the day after tomorrow, and diligence is the top priority!"

"Looking at the strong people on the mainland throughout the ages, there are many people who are not very good in star selection, but they (she) have still become the most powerful group of people in the world."

"So there's no need for everyone to be discouraged, no matter which school you study in the future, you have to study and cultivate seriously."

"The road is your own, your destiny is also your own, who can say for sure what will happen in the future?"

"Okay, let's go back separately, at the third moment of the seventeenth day of the first month, the students who got the notice of entering the pavilion are still waiting outside the door of the pavilion, and I will take everyone to officially enter the pavilion to study."

I don't know how true or false this comfort is, but everyone's mood is obviously much better.

It is also true that many of the truly strong people in this world are swimming against the current, and how many are there who are tailwind?

Ping'an walked quickly to Song Ziheng's side, took Song Ziheng's arm and walked towards the way he came, he cared more about Song Ziheng's state now than those distant things.

After everyone left, Zhou Fuzi looked at the empty square, turned around and looked at the star selection array stone that was still emitting a circle of light, and a lot of melancholy overflowed from his heart for no reason.

Zhou Fuzi shook his head and turned around and walked out, the whole person looked much older and more decadent, and his body bent slightly.

With the departure of Master Zhou, the silence of the square once again returned to when no one was there, leaving only the array stone still consuming the energy of that finger.

On the way back, Song Ziheng still looked like he was in a state of despair, and his feet were staggering, allowing Ping An to drag his arm back.

The wilderness in winter is very deserted, and the extra figures of the two people only add a bit of gloom to this picture.

For this huge world, something as small as two people may never have any impact on this world.

So, who cares about them?

Yes, it is just the sky, the earth, and all things naturally follow the left and right, and they can only watch their figures go all the way home until they are at the fork in the road.

"Ziheng, don't be too sad, if you don't work today, it doesn't mean that you won't be able to do it in the future, don't you hear the allusion that there were saints in ancient times who went out and traveled thousands of miles in a day? There are still opportunities, and you are like this... ”

"Peace, you know, I have never thought very little, I live carefree every day, I am the kind of person who can fall asleep at any time with a quilt in his arms, and can be happy all day long if he eats something delicious."

"What major events in the world, what moral principles, are so far away from me, and I have never thought about any major events in the world, what moral principles!"

"Shouldn't those things be on the minds of the big heroes of the story? I'm just an ordinary person. ”

"All I can think about now is the things in this Songjiazhuang, as for the things in this world, what do they have to do with me? Are they really that important? So is it indispensable? What exactly is right? What's wrong? ”

Looking at Song Ziheng, who was staring at him directly, his face was full of expectation and confusion, Ping An was very stunned, he could suddenly say such a thing, Ping An's mind felt a flurry, and he couldn't figure out what Song Ziheng said was related to today's events.

"Ziheng, you're too tired, don't think too much, go back and get a good night's sleep, everything will be fine."

"As for what is right or wrong, if you think it's right, it's right, if you think it's wrong, it's wrong."

"Master once said that there is no absolute right or wrong in this world, but everyone is in a different environment and position, and the things they experience and the choices they make are also different."

"Do you know what kind of person you are, what you do? Know what you want? What is needed? As long as you are worthy of your heart. ”

"Maybe, I just suddenly accepted too many things, and I didn't feel comfortable for a while, you don't have to worry about me, I don't have anything to do, thank you for your peace, don't live today!"

The tall young man turned to leave with his hands in his fists.

This unprecedented fist clenching behavior made Ping An feel even more stunned and worried.

Looking at his distant figure, Ping An felt that Song Ziheng had changed, his steps had become thicker, his shoulders had become firmer, and he had such a heroic spirit all over his body, as if he was going to break through this world.

Ping An rubbed his frozen red cheeks with both hands, and then inhaled the cold air in this winter with hatred, threw away all the nonsense in his mind, and turned his head to look in the direction of his home.

In the small courtyard of barely three and a half rooms, there were already blue-gray smoke columns rising from the small courtyard of his own house.

Seeing this scene, Ping An happily accelerated his pace and walked in the direction of his home, full of how Master Zhou would treat himself.