Chapter 818 Magical

   The day in May is not hot yet, it is night again, cool and cool.

   Juxinglou at night is also quiet.

   In Chang Yansong's high pavilion, he leaned against the pavilion pillars and leaned slightly.

   In his field of vision, the stars slowly lit up one by one in the sky, and at some point, the sky was full of stars.

  Chang Yansong watched the stars in the sky the whole way, and entered a meditation and a practice.

   If he told his grandfather about this situation, he would be scolded directly. ——Meditation, cultivation, so careless and half-hearted, is this looking for a beating?

   But in fact, the cultivation experience this time is better than any previous time!

  Chang Yansong finally closed his eyes, because the feelings in his body were too clear and strong, and he could no longer be distracted, even if his eyes seemed to be looking at the horizon unintentionally.

That's not OK!

   Qi and blood boil in the body, from head to toe, front to back.

   And when the blood finally calmed down, this time the practice ended, and when Chang Yansong opened his eyes and stood up, after a while, he was completely stunned.

  There is no specific level within the condensed qi.

   But there are still general levels. Chang Yansong's grandfather and father also told him in detail.

   This is also the reason why Chang Yansong was stunned at this moment.

  If he didn't feel wrong.

  If his grandfather and father are not wrong.

So……

   In this "irregular" practice, he jumped directly from the sixth floor of Qi Condensation to the eighth floor of Qi Condensation!

   The feeling in the body is so obvious that between every breath and breath, it seems that the blood is still growing and changing subtly.

   This may be an illusion.

  Really, even if it feels so obvious, it is definitely an illusion!

  Chang Yansong carefully placed the words book where he was sitting just now, afraid that there might be wind or something, he took off his jacket and pressed it on it.

   In fact, there is no possibility of wind blowing on this day. Even if the wind blows, even if the words are blown away, I am not afraid. Where else can it go?

   But that situation is absolutely not allowed.

   At this moment, in Chang Yansong's heart, this scripture is already a treasure book, and it is still the supreme kind.

   After finishing the storybook, Chang Yansong walked out of the pavilion.

   This Juxing Building is very big, but almost every place in it, Chang Yansong is too cooked to be cooked, including roads.

   At this moment, Chang Yansong was on those roads, sometimes walking fast, sometimes walking slowly, sometimes jumping up and down the tree like a monkey.

   strange shapes appear.

   If people see it, it must be that this baby is crazy.

   And if Chang Yansong's grandfather sees his actions, he is afraid that he will just go over and kick him away.

   Is Chang Yansong crazy?

   Certainly not.

   But he did feel very abnormal.

   Either he is abnormal, or the world outside is abnormal.

   Anyway, one of these two is abnormal!

otherwise.

impossible!

   How could he jump from the sixth floor to the eighth floor at once?

   If he jumped again like this, wouldn’t he jump directly to Tongmai?

   And that, according to his grandfather's estimation, it will take about eight years!

   About eight years!

   A meditation like this one tonight!

   These two cannot be compared at all!

   In slightly more professional terms, at this moment, Chang Yansong was out of balance, or in other words, weightless.

It's like a person who gets up early in the dark and rains and earns a hundred taels of silver, then just goes to the dock to do a half-day part-time job, and at the end, the foreman directly throws him a bag, "Here, your wages. "

   When I went home and opened it, I found one hundred taels of silver.

Do not believe!

   Even if you have real money in front of you, you won't believe it!

   This is how Chang Yansong is feeling now, and he himself feels that he is probably stunned by reading the story, falling into a complete delusional confusion, otherwise, such a situation would not be possible.

   Impossible!

   So now he is "tossing" himself in every possible way.

No one came to disturb him. Maybe some elders in the Juxing Building saw it, but they didn't care. The children, this kind of crazy play is normal, and it's night. If it's wrong, it's just before and after cultivation. .

   This is so normal!

   When Chang Yansong was out of breath, he lay directly on the ground, beside a path.

breathe.

   Take short, sharp breaths.

   Then slowly, transition to long breathing and long breathing, and then slowly, the breathing and the qi and blood in the body calm down.

   At this moment, Chang Yansong felt silently again.

correct.

correct!

   It's still the same!

   His soaring cultivation was not an illusion, he didn't retreat, but he still looked like the eighth level of Qi Condensation!

   Moreover, there seems to be signs of rising!

   Just like when it rains heavily, the water in the small river is only half of the water before the heavy rain, and after a night of rain, the water level rises directly to the river.

   Chang Yansong feels like this is how he is now!

   The facts were in front of him again, no matter how hard he didn't believe it, he had to believe it.

   "Call..."

   Lying there, he let out a long breath. Chang Yansong didn't know how he was feeling right now.

excited?

  Yes, there must be excitement.

Excited?

  Yes, there must be excitement too.

   But these don't seem to be all, not even the bulk.

   dominates, is a kind of inexplicable daze.

   Yes, it is dazed.

Chang Yansong didn't know what mood or attitude to take when dealing with that script, and he also didn't know what mood or attitude to take when dealing with his past, his father's teachings, his grandfather's teachings, and his daily life. of hard work.

   Thoughts drifted away again.

   He just read the description in the book, and then practiced once, and that's it.

The Ye family in the    storybook, the many children in the Ye family who have been in the family study since childhood, and the Leng Qingyun, yes, Leng Qingyun!

  Thinking of this, Chang Yansong sat up suddenly, and then ran back to the pavilion at almost the fastest speed, as if being chased by a beast.

   Still gasping for breath, he sat down, not even bothering to put on the shirt he took off earlier, with some dirt and grass on his head, just sat there and read the script again.

   At this moment, he couldn't care about anything.

   ignored his shocked and extremely confused mood.

   I can't think of all the fuss about this script.

   also did not bother to inform his grandfather and father about the major changes that had happened to him.

  Chang Yansong wants to know now, just wants to see one thing - the protagonist in the storybook, Leng Qingyun, what happened to him?

   In fact, at this moment, unknowingly, Chang Yansong regarded himself as the protagonist outside the storybook.

   He contrasted himself with the protagonist in the storybook, Leng Qingyun.

   "You can, you can... You must not let me down!" Opening the script again, Chang Yansong almost held his breath, as if he was afraid of being disturbed, he muttered like this.

   And how could Leng Qingyun not let him down?

   is not as good as him.

still is……

   His heart was really messed up, and Chang Yansong didn't know what he was thinking right now.

   But one thing, he was absolutely clear.

  That is, now, he is going to look down!

   See what happened to that Leng Qingyun!

   (end of this chapter)