Chapter 2: The Path to Cultivation
The dormitory includes me, and there are four people in total. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info
After lunch in the cafeteria, I went to the library and read a few pages of books on the current situation of the Ming Kingdom, and then returned to the dormitory.
As always, the three roommates were all cross-legged on their beds, with their faces closed, and they refused to waste any time practicing desperately.
Hey, among the three people in the dormitory, one of them looks so strange.
My bed was made in the corner of the left corner of the entrance door of this room, which was only about 20 square meters. In addition to the futon on the bed, there is also a book with an earthy yellow cover of "Tu Na Decision". I dragged my somewhat tired body, leaning against the cold wall, half-lying on the bed.
I took a few deep breaths, then twisted my back to make myself more comfortable before I looked up at the unfamiliar face, and then searched my memory for the former owner of the bed he was now in. Unfortunately, I searched for a long time and had no clue.
After living in this dormitory for just two months, they moved to the secondary dormitory. What do I want people's faces to do. Our paths are different.
I lay on the bed and looked at the faces of the other two roommates.
The brow of the guy with a thin face condensed a lot of sorrow. Is his cultivation not smooth? Heh, people have only been here at Fang Ming Academy for more than a month, and the days are still long.
The other guy with a thinner face had a flat face. This person is amazing, the speed of cultivation is simply earth-shattering. He had only been in this dormitory for a week, and some of the academy leaders came to see him in this dormitory, saying that he might be among the top ten with the fastest cultivation speed since the establishment of Fang Ming Academy.
Of course, the leadership of the academy has said this to me before. Hehe, I suddenly grinned. Self-deprecating laughter.
The leaders of the academy would almost repeat the same words above to every new student who entered the academy: Your qualifications are extremely high, and it is very likely that you will become one of the ten people with the fastest cultivation speed since the establishment of Fang Ming Academy. Work hard! Make outstanding contributions to the country's border defense in the future!
I lay in bed, thinking about a question.
Give up, or keep going.
If I give up, I will return to my hometown with no face. There is no way to do this, my qualifications are so poor, I can't become a strong monk, and I am also very sorry and miserable. So what should I do when I return to my hometown? Go and marry Liu Yun'er to the family, give birth to a few fat babies, and work hard to support them?
So what do I do?
I heard that the country's electric power technology has been very developed recently, and many factories that make electric guns, electric cannons and trams have sprung up, so it should be possible to earn a lot of money by working in those factories, and there should be no problem in supporting your family.
I thought so.
A good man with roots went to work as a worker in a factory!? This is simply a slap in the face! Is it ashamed?
There is no way to do that, I have no other way to support the woman I want to marry and the child I want to have than to work as a factory worker.
Is this kind of life really what I want?
I stared at the snow-white ceiling, and a stir arose in my heart. It's not the life I want to have.
So what can be done?
What should I do? Of course, I will continue to cultivate! Maybe in a month, I can break through to the second-level warlock, then I won't be expelled from the academy!
Is this possible? It's really impossible. When I was cultivating now, I could barely feel a trace of vitality willing to come into my body.
Even the vitality dislikes me, what else do I have to cultivate?
Why do they dislike me!? It's not because my qualifications are so poor, they don't like to run into my body to settle down.
No, I'm going to keep going. At the very least, I'm going to do something.
I grabbed the book in my hand, and I carefully read the contents of the book that I had read countless times. There are only a few hundred words in the book. Meditate, sit cross-legged, meditate on the vitality, pull it into the body, and then flow through the specific meridian routes explained in the book, run for a small week, and finally leave the vitality purification in the dantian.
It's that simple. But it's painful for me to do it. Let's start with meditation. It would take me a lot of time. It's been almost a year, and I still can't calm my mind down quickly. Distracting thoughts can't stop bothering me, I miss the dog in my hometown and Liu Yun'er's beautiful face.
All right. This time it took me ten minutes to finally get my mind cleared.
My legs were crossed. I began to think about the vitality, hoping to seduce them.
Heaven and earth have vitality. Not much time passed, and I finally used my mental power to seduce a wisp of vitality floating on my head, and it floated around my head, as if it was still hesitating to enter my body.
I urged it in my heart, saying, "Come in, come in, for I have innumerable treasures to be discovered!"
I don't know what it's still hesitating about, it's just not coming in, it's just going to float over my head. I'm a little annoyed, you either come in or you just leave, floating around my head like this, what do you mean!?
I'm a little disgusted with the energy in my head.
The disgust in my heart seemed to be felt by it, and it suddenly floated to the head of the new freshman, and immediately got into it.
Damn it. What else is there to cultivate? I didn't say it, I won't practice anymore!
In a fit of rage, I got out of bed, walked out of the dormitory, and came to the plane tree next to the academy's martial arts training ground.
The martial arts training ground is lively.
A guy stood ninety degrees perpendicular to the ground on a straight tree stump. The other guy also stood perpendicular to the ground at 90 degrees on a straight tree stump. There were more than a dozen people around. The martial arts training ground is a place that only warlocks of level 4 and above are qualified to go.
Every time I had the heart to give up, I would come to this old plane tree outside the martial arts training ground and watch the warlocks fighting inside.
In this way, it stimulates me to continue my cultivation.
For three months, I have been experiencing the same scene in the dormitory. In the awkward position that Yuan Qi doesn't like to enter my body. Just imagine, as a warlock, if you are disgusted by the vitality, what qualifications do you have to continue cultivating? What mood do you have to continue cultivating?
I heard that when you reach the realm of a fourth-level warlock, you can attach vitality to your feet, and it is as easy as dressing and turning your palms.
The two people standing vertically on the stump in the martial arts training ground moved.
The wind is blowing. Breeze. Slightly cooler. In the sky, the sun is not shining, and the clouds are dominant.
There are thirty-six tree stumps in the center of the training ground. Each one is about three zhang long. They are about a foot away from each other. They are fighting in such a place.
They have nothing on their hands. But I saw that their hands were always shining. It's a hidden weapon, right?
They ran up and down on the stumps, the light in their hands flashing again and again. For some reason, there were a lot of short swords stuck in the stumps.
That's amazing. That's how a warlock should be. In front of them, the tiger and leopard are as weak as ants.
In the end, I don't know how that person flew out of the stump, and the other person won. The onlookers scattered with laughter and laughter.
It's night.
I lay in bed and couldn't sleep for a long time. The other three people in the dormitory were still sitting cross-legged on their beds, motionless.
They hold on to hope and work very hard in their cultivation. It's just me, there's nothing to do.
I walked out of the dormitory building. Insect chirping, moonlight.
As a first-level warlock, there are many places in the academy that I can't go. I walked under the sycamore tree outside the martial arts training ground again. I climbed the tree, the moonlight shining on my face, on my feet.
Get rid of the insects. There is no other sound in this world.
"Alas, it's over, it's over, but there is no root in it, but it can't cultivate, hehe...... What's the point of being alive......"
"Deming ......"
"Who?"
Whose voice made the insects suddenly silent. Is it Liu Yu?
"Your path of cultivation has been broken. ”
The voice sounded directly in my head. The voice was familiar, but I was scared when someone suddenly called my name quietly at night. My back was already in a cold sweat with fear, and my hands and feet were shaking.
Why should I be afraid? Afraid that the unknown has taken my life? No, I don't have to be afraid.