Chapter 450

A few days passed.

Among the three new residents of the fifth courtyard, Zimu was still left in Tianquan peak; Lu Ping studied behind closed doors and hardly showed up; Yingxiao goes out early and returns late, which is also a rare trace. This makes the fifth hospital seem to return to the scene when there were only four old residents. Just look closely, but you will find some differences.

Huo Ying, who was still lying on the bamboo chair in the hospital waiting to die all day, looked still in low spirits, but he was not as dead as before, and his eyes lit up a bit of anger.

The rich and invincible makes people feel that it is impossible for the sun family to worry about anything. These days, it seems that they are a little restless. If they have nothing to do, they always walk around outside the door of a room in the fifth courtyard. Every once in a while, they will find an excuse to get in and serve tea and water.

Tang Xiaomei, who has deep resentment against the college because of her mentor's death and wants to leave as soon as possible, seems to have been a little more patient and can't wait any longer in recent days.

Then there is Han Li, who has a strange work and rest and always sleeps during the day. No one knows that when he came out for activities at night recently, he was in the spirit of 12 points, watching whether there were any mysterious experts approaching the fifth courtyard again.

In the past few days, there is only the last day before the seven star test. For the residents of the five academies, this is the time to decide their fate. However, the five academies are not in a panic in the face of such a time to decide their fate. This is what the whole academy is paying attention to. The annual assessment meeting of Beidou college has not even become their topic.

But in the morning of the last day, Peici of Yao Guangfeng came to the door.

"Lu Ping? He has been studying hard behind closed doors recently! " Huo Ying and sun Yingsheng were in the courtyard. After Peici said he was looking for Lu Ping, he took a look at Lu Ping's room.

"Academician Yao Guang ordered that he should send back the rabbit he looked after today." Peici said.

"I'll call him!" Sun Yingsheng has been very positive about anything that can get close to Lu Ping recently. As soon as Peici said so, he immediately brightened his eyes and rushed to Lu Ping's room.

"Lu Ping, Lu Ping, there's something important. I'm in!" Sun Yingsheng rushed to the door of Lu's bungalow, knocked twice skillfully and shouted. It's just that compared with the pale excuses such as "do you want to taste this good tea" and "do you want three kilograms of good sugar fried chestnuts" in recent days, it's much more reasonable today. Before Lu Ping responded, he pushed the door and entered.

In the room, Lu Ping was lying in front of his desk studying hard. Sun Yingsheng used several excuses to go in and out these days. He hardly saw Lu Ping have other postures. Sometimes he was even in a trance and couldn't figure out whether time had passed. But on the desk, there was another gradually filled note, which explained what had happened these days. Lu Ping read a brief history of the soul to supplement his theoretical knowledge, and finally rearranged his practical notes. It can be said that great progress has been made while sorting out and practicing.

At this time, Lu Ping turned and looked at Sun Yingsheng. Sun Yingsheng's eyes were not on him. First, he looked at Lu Ping's book, which was his unique Zhou approved version of a brief history of the soul. Seeing that Guben was all right, sun Yingsheng was in the mood to talk to Lu Ping.

"That's what." Sun Yingsheng said, "Peici of Yao Guangfeng came and said you should return the rabbit."

"Oh." As soon as Lu Ping heard about it, she put down her book and got up without hesitation. In one corner of the room, the hare was dozing. In the past month, the hare gained a lot of weight and obedience. Seeing Lu Ping coming, he was not afraid and let Lu Ping pick it up.

"Then I'll go." Lu Ping said.

"Go, go." Sun Yingsheng waved his hand. His eyes had already been locked back to the original on the table. He wondered if he would take it back and give Lu Ping a simple history of soul. Isn't that the same?

Lu Ping didn't have so much thought, so he went out of the room with the rabbit in his arms. Seeing Peici nodded, he turned into Zimu's room next door and took his one out.

Peici seemed to know what was wrong with Zimu and didn't ask much. Seeing Lu Ping holding both rabbits in his arms, he turned out of the yard and waited outside the door.

"I went." Lu Ping said hello to Huoying again and followed her out. Peici saw Lu Ping coming, still silent, turned and walked in the direction she came.

In the fifth hospital, sun Yingsheng lingered in Lu Ping's room for a while before coming out with a tangled face. Seeing that Huo Ying turned to look at him, his face looked like a smile, and he was a little embarrassed that his mind had been exposed.

"What are you looking at?" Sun Yingsheng was a little unconvinced.

"Has the orphan been damaged?" Huo Ying asked.

"That's not..." Sun Yingsheng said. He was not convinced of this. Even if he opened the power to prick, he could only find some Lu Ping's fingerprints in the book. If this is also destruction, his sun Yingsheng is afraid of greater sin. His fingerprints are the most on the single book.

"So?" Huo Ying said.

"Let him see enough!" Sun Yingsheng was a little vicious and tangled, and finally made up his mind.

"What's in your arms?" Huo Ying asked.

Sun Yingsheng's mind has long been seen through, but he is also calm. He took out a book in his arms, but it is also a brief history of the soul. It was revised again by the four colleges 15 years ago. It is known as the most perfect edition and the most widely circulated one at present.

"In fact, if he really practices, it's better to see this version than that old version?" Sun Yingsheng said.

"Who knows..." Huo Ying said, "Zhou PI edition has not spread in the world. Many people know it, few people have seen it, and there is no evaluation."

"Er..." Sun Yingsheng stopped talking.

"You've always seen it." Huo Ying said.

"Yes." Sun Yingsheng said.

"So you don't think it's as good as the later version?" Huo Ying said.

"It's also possible that I have a preconceived understanding of the new version. Zhou Pi's view is really different from that of the latecomers." Sun Yingsheng said.

"So, in fact, you don't dare to judge the quality of Zhou Pi?" Huo Ying said.

"Who dares?" Sun Yingsheng spoke faintly.

Zhou Tong, an absolute genius practitioner. The brief history of soul is the most precious legacy he left to practitioners, but we will not forget that the first practitioner who made a breakthrough from three souls to four souls 240 years ago was also Zhou Tong. At that time, he was only 31 years old.

At the age of 31, it is not very rare for a man of four spirits to practice, but 240 years ago, this was a collapsing achievement.

Therefore, some people will say that if Zhou Tong continues to focus on personal cultivation, rather than collecting and sorting out the knowledge and theories of the cultivation world from middle age, so as to lay the foundation for the birth of a brief history of the soul, the time for the practitioner to reach the penetration of the five souls will be 100 years ahead of schedule.

This statement may only be out of people's wishful thinking, not necessarily true. However, it is an indisputable fact that Zhou Tong not only led practitioners to a new height, but also laid a solid foundation for future practitioners.

A hundred years later, Zhou Tong's statue has been standing at the South Gate of Nantian University.

Some people say that he is the greatest practitioner in history, and no one opposes it.

Even the six practitioners in the world who once again refreshed the new level of practitioners could not erase Zhou Tong's status.

This talented practitioner is the core and soul figure in compiling the brief history of the soul. Who can judge the annotation of the brief history of the soul?

No one can.

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This is... Late yesterday. I'm still writing what I want more today.