Start From Cultivation University - Vol 2 Chapter 350

The white flowing clouds were dyed gray and black, and the clinking of large beads and small beads became more and more urgent, until it turned into an airtight rain curtain, covering the entire sea of ​​clouds in the darkness.

The heavy rain washed away all the noise in the blessed land, only the direction of the Shangguan station was still showing human voices.

Compared with the guest house-style dormitories on the main campus, this dormitory in Fudi is closer to the layout of the courtyard in ancient times. The houses are made of stone and bricks, and most of them do not exceed three floors. The rectangular roof is like large and small square bricks. They are neatly arranged in a square courtyard, facing north and facing south, three in and three down, with the front yard inside, and the back courtyard through the inner door.

In a whole blessed land, there are four or five such courtyards, which are enough to satisfy the daily lives of thousands of people. In addition, the original bed was changed into upper and lower bunks, and the carrying capacity was doubled.

Of course, after being used as school buildings, the courtyard houses that were originally allocated according to grades are also allocated on a first-come, first-served basis. It is nothing more than large houses with more dwellings, and small houses with fewer dwellings.

At this time, warm lights were shining in the courtyards, and the chattering of freshmen came from them.

“The clothes and hair are soaked…Who has a hair dryer?”

“What do you want? Where are you going to find a power plug in this blessed land? Wipe and dry it yourself.”

“Ah? There are no plugs? What should I do with electricity?”

“Have you not read the check-in manual? Look for the empty corner of your dormitory. Each dormitory should have a fixed mine-laying array. It’s enough to put a corresponding lightning talisman on your mobile phone to draw out the spiritual power in the formation… But that spiritual power will also bring a mobile phone and computer, I guess I can’t bring a hair dryer, and be careful to break the battle.”

“Wow, which genius came up with this? It can be charged wirelessly, so when the designer sets up the battle, can’t the power… increase the amount of soul storage?”

“It seems to be designed by a senior in the junior year. I heard that when he set up the battle, he just built a high-level foundation? Bear it. After the senior, I might be able to modify this project again. Increase the rated storage capacity.”

“Hey, I don’t understand this-I finally got angry, entered Kunlun University, and became a Kunlun immortal cultivator. If I want to charge up, I have to wait for other people to develop their skills? Then I can’t kneel down. Are you begging?”

“Then you say that, Xiuxian is really kneeling and begging for food. That’s it, how many people want to kneel but don’t have the ability!”

“Let me ask you, why do I want to take the Kunlun University entrance examination? I just have a bad leg and can’t kneel down!”

“Then do you want to recharge, or do you want to cultivate immortality?”

“I want to charge up and repair the immortal!”

“It can’t be filled.”

“Can’t it be charged?”

“It is said that the thunder formations in this entire dormitory area are connected to each other. Where there is a problem with the formation, the teacher Shangguan who is standing here will know immediately, and will be punished and warned at that time.”

“I don’t understand this. I took the Kunlun exam. Why is it not as good as a casual cultivator outside?”

“In the eyes of outsiders, you are a Kunlun student, but in the eyes of this teacher and senior sister, you are kneeling and begging! Cultivating immortals, it’s not shameful.”

“Sham, **** shame!”

“It’s okay, don’t apply for the legacy here, come over and I will light a fire symbol, and I will roast it for you.”

“Damn! Do you want to kill? And don’t think I don’t know. The middle and high-level spells of thunder and fire are prohibited in the dormitory. Do you want to get me punished?”

“Okay, then I’ll change the wind to blow it to you, stop screaming. Instead of worrying about those, think about tonight’s event…”

“…”

The noise came from the dormitory area next door, and was a little blurred in the patter of rain.

Yang Xiaohe sat on the bed and listened. He changed into a new dress while listening. He popped his head from the window and looked towards the sound source, trying to hear the content of “night activities” behind him.

She lives on the second floor, which is not many in this new dormitory area, and is considered to be one of the most open-ended places in this area. Looking from a distance, she noticed an unusual movement in the distance.

—In the distance, the only figure remained lonely on the platform of the ascendant platform, the azure spirit sword whirled in his hands, chopped and chopped out, still in a state of full output. The torrential rain drenched that back figure so much that it almost melted into the rainy night.

How long has he been practicing there? At least it’s been a long time, right?

Yang Xiaohe opened his mouth wide when he saw it. With such a high-intensity output and such a long period of uninterrupted training, it must have been overdrawn even if it was above the foundation.

If you change to an ordinary person, I’m afraid you can’t even move at this time, right? Is he still practicing?

What is this doing? Isn’t it such a way to roll it? Is Kunlun University’s pressure so terrible?

A damp gust of wind blew through, and the dormitory window slammed on the window frame, blocking Yang Xiaohe by the window. She could only retract her head, hugged her knees and leaned against the window, looking at the dormitory roommates who were tired from military training, and thought to herself.

Outside the window, on the cultivating platform far away, where she was looking at, the green and white sword light lit up again, and was washed up and down under the heavy rain.

Under the rain curtain, the shadow on the monastery platform held the hilt with both hands and breathed slowly and deeply.

Continuous rain flowed down from the tip of the sword, and the spirit sword that was so powerful was swung out, a cold light was like cutting through the rain curtain, and it struck the stone pier in front of it, and the thick boulder between the two men was split from it!

There was a loud noise, the heavy stones fell into several pieces, and the gravel array rolled down under his feet.

Han Jiangchen panted heavily, staggering and leaning down, half-kneeling on the ground with his sword. Showers of rain flowed under the blade, and the fingers holding the hilt of the sword were trembling.

As Yang Xiaohe had seen, he had been here for a whole day—or rather, many days.

And things are just as she thought, even if it is the foundation of the cultivation base, it will inevitably not be able to withstand such an overdraft. Not to mention strength, the meridians should have been shocked long ago.

A few drops of scarlet fell in the rain. He raised his hand to wipe off the blood spilled between his mouth and nose, holding his sword and remembering to get up, but the heavy rain squeezed him to the ground, and he failed to get his wish after several struggles.

“Are you punishing yourself?”

A familiar voice suddenly came from behind, he shuddered, turned his head and looked back.

At that moment, the surrounding rain suddenly floated away, and the soft spiritual power spread around, like an invisible umbrella was opened, and all the squally rains could not pass.

Right in the center of this “umbrella”, Wei Ze, dressed in a Taoist robe, stood there quietly, staring at him.

“It seems that you are acquiescing.” Wei Ze glanced at the bloodshot rain, “Do you think, where did you go wrong, is it worth tossing yourself like this?”

Sweeped by his gaze, Han Jiangchen immediately turned his head away, looking at the sword in his hand, an embarrassed face was reflected in the blade of light, and the look in the black pupils was like a dead person.

“Because I am a useless person.” His voice was a little hoarse.

“Maybe this is the case.” Wei Ze replied seemingly casually, “Then if you say so, tell me-what do you think is ‘useful’?”

When he said this, he saw the eyes in front of him condensed a little, and his eyes were completely blank.

“It seems that you can’t give the answer…it’s normal.” Weize looked at him, “No one can give the answer to this question. It’s really because from birth, everyone’s meaning is being defined. write.”

“As students, people call students who are able to get grades ‘useful’, and those who fail to pass the exam are called ‘useless’.”

“After entering society, people who can earn money and create various values ​​for society are called ‘useful’, while those who are otherwise are called useless.”

“People are always creating various rules and putting everyone under this rule. Those who meet the criteria are praised, and those who do not meet are labeled as’useless’… Doesn’t it sound ridiculous? As an individual, people are always confirming their own existence from outsiders. Without others, our meaning is impossible to talk about… But is this correct?”

“Achievements in school may become a pile of waste paper after entering the society; people who once made a lot of money, in this era of rejuvenation, in the eyes of the first to become immortal cultivators, are also gradually falling into the altar. . All the judgment rules will change, and only you will remain the same.”

He looked at the juvenile’s deep pupils, and then slowly said: “You think you are useless because you are a person who obeys the rules. You are always looking for your own meaning from other people, and getting your own value by being needed by others. -But, what about you’self’?”

“what do you want?”

“what you up to?”

“What kind of person do you want to be?”

The sound was drowned in the rustle of rain, and then a bolt of lightning pierced the sky. The dazzling white light illuminates the boy’s face, and the look on that face seems to have just woken up from a big dream.

In the long silence, Han Jiangchen kept his eyes down for a long time and was silent for a long time. After all, he shook his head somewhat hardly: “I… don’t know.”

he does not know.

He has never thought about these issues.

He feels unworthy to think about these issues.

“So, this is your real problem.”

Wei Ze sighed softly: “All the time, you have been pushed by others’ expectations, always following others in action. All your actions are just to be a useful person to others.”

“But, as I said just now, the standard of’usefulness’ is always changing. No one will exist forever. Now, the person you can follow is no longer, and you don’t know how to go ahead. That’s why you are confused and painful-because you have tied everything to others, and you have never had a true’self’.”

Han Jiangchen lowered his head and said nothing.

He was completely seen through by this teacher. The thing he didn’t want to face was completely revealed by Wei Ze, and everything was exposed nakedly. Before the teacher’s words, he had no power to resist.

He was speechless, just sitting there, waiting for Wei Ze to scold him in a shameless manner. But in the end, all he waited for was a chuckle.

“Since you don’t know what you want, now I will ask you another way.” Wei Ze said, “What is it that you don’t want?”

He saw a different look in those eyes. The black-eyed boy was meditating, re-examining his trash-like self with unprecedented eyes.

While he was thinking in secret, Wei Ze was also feeling it.

He looked at the student’s face motionlessly, feeling the boy’s emotions-the face alternated with harshness and pain, as if to tear him apart alive.

He could feel the pain, it was tantamount to swallowing himself alive.

“Since Jiang Ling left, you have been torturing yourself. You hate yourself because of what she has to do and you can’t help you.”

Wei Ze finally spoke out for him: “So, you don’t want her to die, right?”

Han Jiangchen raised his head suddenly. At that moment, Weize saw a sharp edge flashing in his eyes.

“Very well, it seems that you have realized the problem.” Wei Ze raised his mouth slightly, “Then, learn to refuse.”

“Don’t fight for what you think, it’s weakness; don’t refuse what you hate, it’s cowardice.” He looked at Han Jiangchen’s eyes and said every word, “A man can be weak, but he must never be weak. .”

Han Jiangchen sat there for a long time, looking at the teacher’s eyes, his originally steady breathing became more and more rapid.

“…What should I do?” He asked the teacher for the first time.

“It’s very simple. Take what you have deteriorated and do what you want, fight and fight for what you really want, and use all the means you can use to fight back what should belong to you.”

Wei Ze emphasized his tone: “Because you shouldn’t be someone who blindly follows others. If there is no light ahead, then you will become light. Only in this way can you truly grow up.”

Han Jiangchen sat down on his knees, rain dripping from the tips of his hair and face.

A word to wake up the person in the dream is like a thunder breaking the shackles, and all the sealed memories are released, flooding him like a tide.

He remembered the evening again, when the girl hugged him and whispered in his ear.

—You should have become the guardian of this world. ”

—You shouldn’t be the one who blindly follows others. ”

Now, he suddenly understood what the girl said that day.

He remained motionless, but Wei Ze could feel the turbulent waves aroused in the boy’s heart. This made him smile unintentionally, then squatted down and looked directly at the low, pitch-black eyes in front of him.

“It seems that you already want to understand this matter now. As a teacher, there is no end to what I can say.”

As Wei Ze said, he slowly raised his hand: “Next, there is only one thing I can give you.”

A cold light suddenly flashed in the dark night, UU reading www. uukanshu.com Han Jiangchen raised his head in response to the voice.

In front of him, Wei Ze stretched out his hand. He didn’t know when he had already grabbed a dark brown sword sheath about a meter long. The moment the blade was unsheathed, it seemed to accompany a faint dragon chant.

“The sword of Longquan represents Gao Jie.” Wei Ze raised the sword in front of him, “Next, you have to make the decision by yourself-whether to continue to torture yourself like this, or take this sword and avoid it. The ending you don’t want?”

The violent rain all around suddenly subsided, and the oncoming wind blew across the boy’s face, as if some long-lasting tarsus maggot had been blown away, and there seemed to be something burning in his eyes.

He stretched out his hand, solemnly took over the long sword named Longquan, and clenched it vigorously.

Wei Ze smiled faintly and let go of his hand.

“From today onwards, it belongs to you.” He stood up, but looked through the figure in front of him and looked behind him, “Then, I beg you for the next thing.”

Han Jiangchen was startled slightly, and turned back following his words. Just five steps away, Tsing Yi’s long-haired figure stood silently, and the green grass and leaves flowed under her feet together with the water.