There were six subjects in the Academy, and each of them was troublesome. For Ning Que, mathematics, riding and archery were naturally at his fingertips, but the remaining three subjects, etiquette, calligraphy and music, were torturous to him.
Etiquette and calligraphy could be memorized, and he believed that as long as he regained a heart that loved his grades more than money, he would definitely be able to overcome this obstacle.
However, those musical instruments were not his forte, and they were not his favorite. Every time he held a flute in the study room and was speechless, he could not help but think of Chen Pipi's previous two messages. In those messages, Chen Pipi had unceremoniously compared him to an eyeless, stupid piece of wood, and a flute that could not be played. Looking at the flute in his hand, he had to admit that this was probably some kind of restriction that Haotian had placed on him.
He wanted to graduate from the Academy and enter the Second floor. He had already missed a semester exam, so he naturally could not sit out every exam and be a hero with a blank paper. There was no hope for music, so he was especially diligent in learning the other five subjects. Other than the academic pressure, there were other reasons that made him so hardworking.
Since the semester exam, most of the students in the Academy, including most of his classmates in Classroom Three, thought that he had given up the exam, feigned illness, and was extremely unbearable. Although they did not mock or ridicule him in front of him, not many people were willing to talk to him. Their gazes and behavior were full of avoidance and alienation.
It did not matter if he was ignored or deliberately given the cold shoulder. He was not a person who would warm his face to the cold buttocks of others. Since he was faintly excluded from the group of the Academy, then he would study seriously. However, sometimes when he walked alone in the Academy, he would still feel a little down.
At this time, he would comfort himself with the cold eyes of his classmates after he became a provincial Triple-Merit Student in his previous life: As the saying goes, the tallest tree in the forest will be destroyed by the wind, the pile of pile on the shore will be destroyed by the current, and those who are better than others will be criticized by others. As the saying goes, the beam that sticks out is always the first to rot, and the fattest pig in the pen …
Bah! Ning Que fiercely spat into the shallow wetland filled with fine grass. He raised his chin and ignored his two classmates who wanted to ignore him. Carrying the paper bag in his hand, he leisurely walked towards the old library.
Walking up to the second floor of the old library, he bowed to the female professor respectfully and put the paper bag on the table by the west window. He walked to the bookshelf and glanced at the thickly dotted cultivation books. Although he could sense the Breath of Heaven and Earth and even won a lot of money, it was a pity that these books were still as difficult to understand as the wordless Heavenly Book. He could only remember the strokes, but still could not store any word in his mind.
He took a thick copy of the Dictionary of Ten Thousand Arts Appreciation and sat down on the floor under the west window. He looked at the blazing sunlight outside through the window crack and began to read it without much interest.
Time passed by. When he reached the seventeenth page of the Eight Strokes Calligraphy of Yong, the blazing sunlight quietly disappeared through the window crack. The old library was shrouded in darkness, but he did not get up to leave.
The beautiful female professor by the east window had finished today's Hairpin-style Small Regular Script. She packed up her writing brush, ink, paper and inkstone, gently rubbed her wrist and stood up. Seeing Ning Que leaning against the wall and staring at the thick dictionary in a daze, she could not help but smile gently. She did not remind Ning Que that it was already late and just quietly walked out of the old library.
As the night deepened, the Talisman inscriptions on the bookshelf glowed with a faint luster. Ning Que was not frightened, but stared at the Talisman inscriptions seriously. He watched as the luster disappeared in a flash, and the Talisman inscriptions returned to their original white and crude appearance. Then, he watched as the bookshelf slid away from the wall without a sound, and a fat lad came out, panting.
This was the second time Ning Que and Chen Pipi met each other after countless messages. When they first met that night, Ning Que was on the verge of death and unconscious. When he woke up in the morning, he was too tired and did not take a good look at Chen Pipi's appearance. However, he did not want to miss this opportunity today and stared at Chen Pipi with his bright eyes for a long time.
"I say, you are really fat."
Ning Que looked at Chen Pipi and exclaimed, "I really don't know what you've eaten in the past 16 years. How could you be so fat? But fortunately, you're round and firm enough, so you don't look wretched or disgusting. But there is one thing I really don't understand. Are you really the only talented lad in the Academy Entrance Examination of the Academy in a hundred years to get six A + grades? You also got A + grades in driving? Where can the Military Ministry find a military horse that can carry you and run so fast? "
Chen Pipi's big round face was full of shame and anger after hearing such a long paragraph of words. His soybean-like eyes flashed with anger and he said angrily, "Driving … driving … I chose driving!"
Ning Que suddenly understood and sincerely praised, "That's a very wise choice."
Chen Pipi covered his forehead and did not bother to pay attention to him. He directly asked, "What do you want to see me for?"
Ning Que smiled gently and said, "Let's talk about those trivial things later. I brought you some food."
As he spoke, he took out a few big white steamed buns and some pickled vegetables from the paper bag. He warmly said, "Let's talk while eating. The small pickled vegetables in the Academy's kitchen are good. I don't know if you have any on the mountain. The steamed buns are a little cold. I don't know if you can get used to it and if you can eat your fill. "
Chen Pipi looked at the food on the ground and refused to sit down. He said incredulously, "I know you have a favor to ask of me, but I really didn't expect you to only bring a few cold steamed buns and pickled vegetables. How is this the attitude of asking for help? I say, you should at least bring a few bowls of crab porridge. "
"The crab porridge in the kitchen has to be paid for separately. It is not included in the accommodation fee. Why waste it?" Ning Que laughed and continued to ask him to sit down. "And let's not use such ugly words as asking for help. It should be considered as learning from each other."
"Learning from each other?" Chen Pipi scornfully looked at him and said, "Do you think you are qualified to learn from each other?"
Ning Que continued to beckon him to sit down. He seriously replied, "I have just started my journey. But who knows who will go further on this road in the future? If you treat me better now, I will return the favor in the future. You won't be at a disadvantage. Besides, I can teach you math, right? "
Chen Pipi was really confused by his words. He proudly snorted and sat beside him. He reached out to pick up a cold steamed bun and a handful of pickled vegetables, putting them into his mouth and eating.
"Why do you always act at night? Isn't it better to meet during the day? "Ning Que asked.
Chen Pipi answered vaguely while chewing the steamed bun, "Senior Sister Yu has been practicing regular script here during the day. How dare I come here? You have to understand that the Academy's rules forbid us from helping students outside the building. I risked being beaten by Senior Brother to leave a message for you. Why don't you express your gratitude? "
"Aren't I treating you to a steamed bun?" Ning Que replied with a smile, "I know the Academy's rules are strict. Those instructors often use their old fists to beat people. Why do I feel that you are more afraid of Second Brother?"
Chen Pipi glanced at him. He knew that this guy was curious about the situation in the back of the mountain of the Academy. He sneered and said, "Compared with Second Brother's fists, the Academy's rules are too gentle."
They were both sixteen or seventeen years old and had a huge appetite. The two of them devoured the steamed bun and pickled vegetables like a whirlwind. Chen Pipi then stole the female professor's kettle by the east window and drank two mouthfuls to moisten his throat. Then he rubbed his belly and looked at Ning Que, pretending to be indifferent. He said, "Tell me, what do you want to know today? If you want to know how to enter the Second floor, then forget it. Although the Headmaster loves me very much, I can't say anything about such important things."
"We've known each other for a long time. Do you think I'm the kind of person who wants to reap without sowing?" Ning Que laughed disdainfully to hide his disappointment. He then said, "Today I want to ask you something. I can sense the Breath of Nature now. What should I do next?"
"You've just entered the Initial Awareness State. You should cultivate your mind and stabilize your cultivation first. Don't be greedy." Chen Pipi explained very seriously. Suddenly, he frowned and his right hand, which was secretly making Emblematic Gestures behind his back, froze. He slowly raised his head and looked at Ning Que's eyes. He asked hesitantly, "You've only opened ten acupoints?"
Ning Que honestly said, "I tried to look inside last night, but the picture in my mind was too vague. The Ocean of Qi and Mountain of Snow were like two ink balls. I really couldn't see how many of the seventeen acupoints were opened. Today, I also want to ask you to help me take a look."
Chen Pipi shook his head and sighed. "There's no need to look. Indeed, you've only opened ten acupoints. You're standing on the line between life and death. If your willpower is slightly weaker, it's definitely impossible."
He looked at Ning Que expressionlessly. He thought to himself that this guy had eaten such a precious Heavenly Power Pill. Although he didn't know about it, he was sure that this guy must have had other adventures and finally changed his fate by forcibly opening his acupoints. This was already an anomaly in the world. However, such an anomaly had only opened ten acupoints. It was a pity and pitiful.
Ning Que didn't show any resentment on his face. After a slight pause, he smiled and said, "It's much better than knowing nothing at all."
"You don't have to be completely disappointed. Those who can enter the Second floor are not necessarily geniuses in cultivation." Seeing that he didn't feel remorseful, Chen Pipi felt the need to comfort him. He patted him on the shoulder and said with a smile, "The Master never chooses disciples based on their cultivation potential. If you can reach the pinnacle in other aspects, you might be able to catch the Master's eye. When that happens, you won't be able to not enter the Second floor even if you don't want to."
Ning Que knew that he was comforting him and smiled gratefully. His gaze subconsciously fell on the row of bookshelves behind him. He knew that behind the bookshelves was the passage to the legendary Second floor. He just didn't know if he would be so lucky in the future. Or … would he really have to pry open the bookshelves like the female professor had said?
He retracted his gaze and continued to ask, "If the State of Initial Awareness is to sense the existence of the Breath of Nature, then how do I use it next? I can already sense the existence of specific objects through the Breath of Nature, but I can't move them. I'm not greedy, I'm just curious. "
"You can sense specific objects?" Chen Pipi stared at him with his small round eyes.
"Yes." Ning Que counted with his fingers and gave an example. "On the first night, I sensed the candlelight, then the pillow, the paper, the bed … the silver, the leaves in the yard, and a bowl of hot and sour noodle slice soup."
Chen Pipi's eyes widened even more. He thought to himself that to sense specific objects, one needed to be in harmony with the Qi of Heaven and Earth, and also needed to communicate with the Qi of Heaven and Earth. Only in this way could one sense the outside world through the Qi of Heaven and Earth. This was … something that could only be done in the State of Perception. How could you do it?
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