Chapter 1,315: Su Ye, the Master Comes Again

Jingcheng, Luoan.

Early in the morning, after Su Ye casually filled his stomach, he came to a somewhat wild forest.

After arriving here, he relaxed his mind and body, started breathing and practicing according to the practice method taught to him by his roommate Wang Chao.

He is very interested in spiritual practice.

After personally seeing Wang Chao bend a huge wrench with one of his palms, Su Ye only thought it was very handsome and awesome.

He really wanted to see if Wang Chao, who was known to have the iron head skill, would have his head cracked after Su Ye learned the 'Vajra Palm' and was slapped on the head by him.

Wang Chao obviously knew what Su Ye was thinking and showed disdain: Just you?

Su Ye's eyes were provocative: Oh, let's wait and see!

At this time, Su Ye's breathing and breathing technique, known as the pre-Qin Qi refining technique, was already quite noticeable.

The Qi in the body can be sensed extremely clearly.

It's just that the airflow is scurrying around like a mouse and is not easy to control.

Moreover, according to Wang Chao, he is old, already over twenty-two years old, and there is a possibility that he will never be able to learn to practice Qi in his whole life.

Su Ye sneered at this - Wang Chao, an idiot, had no idea why he, Su Ye, was older? He is so handsome and invincible, how about turning eighteen every day?

"ha--"

"ha--"

Su Ye gestured to breathe in and out while making a powerful sound from his throat.

He felt it was more impressive this way.

He also felt that the sounds of those masters fighting on TV should be coming from their throats or shouting.

Didn't Jay Chou use his mouth to dub the song "Nunchaku"?

Hey hey.

While Su Ye was refining his Qi, he tried to guide the Qi in his body to attack upward.

It's just a pity that when it reaches the back, the energy seems to be blocked, and it can't flow up no matter what.

"Is this really impossible?"

Su Ye frowned slightly, feeling a little irritable.

"If heaven had not given birth to me, Su Ye, refining my energy would be like a long night."

Su Ye cooed, and then began to use his smart brain.

"In the final analysis, if you can't get rid of your anger, it's because your back is blocked. If it's blocked, just flush it away."

"The internal air power is insufficient, and it cannot be controlled to accelerate into a spiral, and it cannot be condensed into a needle..."

"Then just use external force to attack."

Su Ye thought about it and felt that his idea was truly genius.

Those pre-Qin Qi refiners and so on were still not good after all.

Such a method is not actively recorded and taught.

Su Ye thought, and tried to shout "Boom", "Ha", "Chi Chi——"

The impact was carried out in conjunction with the thin Qi in his body.

As a result, naturally there was no result.

Afterwards, Su Ye stopped shouting and went to the center of the forest to find a thick old pine tree.

Then, Su Ye leaned over, and after rubbing against it, he was almost able to touch the air current on his back.

Therefore, after adjusting his posture, Su Ye turned around and used the force of recoil to hit the tree hard with his back.

"snort!"

"Peng——"

"snort!"

"Peng——"

Su Ye adjusted the rhythm and kept bumping.

The pine needles of the pine tree fell from top to bottom from time to time, pricking Su Ye's head or back, and they were green.

Su Ye didn't care at all.

It's quite remote here, but it's not like no one comes here.

After all, the remote place near the university is also a favorite place for some wild mandarin ducks.

Therefore, men and women passed by from time to time and looked at Su Ye in great surprise.

Su Ye went his own way and didn't care.

At this time, a young man came from a distance. Seeing Su Ye's performance, the expression on his face suddenly became more exciting.

The corner of his mouth twitched and he said: "Su Ye, what are you doing? Are you bumping into it like this? Does this tree have a grudge against you?"

Su Ye looked at the young man with a look that made everyone drunk but only sober: "What do you know? I am practicing, practicing my spine."

When Su Ye spoke, there were sounds of "hum" and "peng" at the same time, so that the young man did not hear clearly.

"Lianji??? Right???"

When the young man heard this, he repeated it instinctively, and then the corners of his mouth twitched.

"He...he...can't do this? How old is he..."

A woman behind the young man wearing an apricot yellow dress and light makeup said sadly.

As she said that, she instinctively pulled up her skirt and carefully looked around the skirt. She found no foreign objects, so she felt a little relieved.

"It's okay. It's very clean. I didn't get it in there."

The young man said something, then shook his head and said: "This person is a little dazed, very bad, probably because he is not good at that, and he is stimulated..."

The young man lowered his voice, and then looked at Su Ye with a sigh of relief as he practiced hard there, pulling his girlfriend away.

Su Ye had no expression on his face and continued to practice Qi vigorously.

Unfortunately, his genius idea did not achieve miracles.

After bumping for a while, Su Ye's throat came out with a sweet smell.

Then, my back became numb, and my arms seemed to be out of control.

"Well, you shouldn't do it too hastily. It seems that this method is too powerful and you need to learn it slowly and step by step."

"Well, then let's hit it a hundred times."

"Then we'll continue tomorrow."

"Practice for two hours every day and hit five hundred times."

"No, five hundred is not a good number, so six hundred and sixty-six."

"Sixty-six straight, this number is comfortable."

"A hundred times doesn't seem too good."

"Then hit it one hundred and eight more times."

"The interval between each stroke must be timed, and the interval is three seconds."

"Four seconds, the pronunciation of four is not pleasant."

"Five seconds isn't very good either."

"Six seconds is good. Six is ​​a good number, but the interval is too long, which is not good for practice."

"Then just give it three seconds."

"It hits every three seconds."

"One hundred and eight blows, three hundred and twenty-four seconds."

"Perfect."

Su Ye thought about it in his heart, then smiled happily and felt comfortable.

Then he adjusted the collars of the clothes, making sure that the collars of the shirts on both sides were very straight, and at the same time, the neck area exposed by the open buttons had to be very symmetrical from left to right.

Then he smoothed out all the wrinkles on his shirt and lifted up his pants.

Su Ye felt more comfortable.

However, when he looked up at the tree, he felt a little uncomfortable again.

The tree was hit and lost some of its bark, so it looked bulging on one side and a little dented on the other.

"That won't work. We have to dent the bark on this side."

"Then the action of hitting the tree and hitting this side cannot be counted in the one hundred and eight times."

"That's just to smooth out the trunk."

"That kind of practice doesn't work, it feels like it has no effect."

Therefore, with this thought, Su Ye started to hit the tree.

Twist left, hit right.

Every time he bumped into it, he would turn around and take a look.

As a result, it was flat here, but not so flat there.

In short, it's always a little bit boring.

I don’t know how many times I bumped into him. In the end, Su Ye’s shirt was torn and his back was covered in blood.

The tree was symmetrical after being hit, but his one hundred and eight times had not yet started.

Su Ye felt the piercing pain in his back, stared blankly at the blood-stained but smooth tree trunk, and fell into depression.

"I couldn't accomplish my set goal today again."

"Are you giving up?"

"I have to work hard and don't want to give up."

"But my back really hurts."

"The ancients said that where there is a will, there is a way, and hard work will pay off."

"But it is also said that if you have perseverance, why sleep at the third watch and get up at the fifth watch? The most useless thing is to be exposed to the cold for ten days in one day."

"So, is it better to practice hard when the lights are on during the third watch and when the chickens are on the fifth watch? Or is it better to practice properly and persist for a long time?"

"Tangled ah."

“A sharpened sword never wastes time as a woodcutter.”

"Let me see what Bihushang says first."

“Should I work hard to fulfill my dream, or should I let nature take its course and put my body first?”

Su Ye fell into self-spiritual internal conflict. He started to struggle with whether to continue hitting the tree, and then struggled with whether to work hard.

What is the meaning of effort?

Is the effort really meaningful?

In the end, Su Ye successfully became addicted to all kinds of ridiculous jokes and couldn't extricate himself.

Come noon.

Su Ye didn't eat lunch.

I kept swiping my phone until it ran out of battery.

The blood on the back was stuck to the shirt and had dried.

"Forget it, I'm not in good condition today! Adjust your body, eat and drink well, and recharge your batteries."

"Study hard in the afternoon and don't drink tea or coffee in the evening. Get up at five o'clock tomorrow morning to practice."

"Starting from tomorrow, I will strictly implement my Qi refining plan, and I can't slack off like I did today."

"But today is not without gain. I successfully understood the confusion in my heart and my thoughts became clear."

"But it seems that what these people are saying is not very reasonable."

"Sharpening a knife is as good as chopping wood. I will not study in the afternoon and study this issue more thoroughly."

Su Ye continued to struggle.

Then he turned around, looked at the sun, and then at his own shadow, keeping an absolute 45-degree angle between himself and the shadow, and moved forward gracefully.

The boy who was sweating profusely under the sun was still so high-spirited.

…

Su Li was two kilometers away and watched silently for the whole morning.

Something was wrong with him as a whole.

The Su Ye in his memory was not so good.

But perhaps this is indeed because he has not really understood Su Ye.

However, in his memory, Su Ye did help him tidy up his clothes several times, and told him several times that it was not suitable for him to have a side parted hair, and that it would be better to have a middle parted hair and wear symmetrical black and white suspenders.

This made Su Li think that Su Ye was also a little black guy.

Now, Su Li saw this scene in person, and with his character, he couldn't control his complicated emotions.

"This...this man is Su Ho's brother? How did he get such a brain?"

In Su Li's soul sea world.

Empress Fang Yuening could not hold back after all, and couldn't help but ask.

It's not that she's curious.

Rather, Su Ho's excellence gave her such a huge impact that she still hasn't come back to her senses.

You know, Su Ho's brother is still the kind of brother who has almost the same bloodline!

This made Empress Fang Yuening look forward to it, wanting to see what kind of earth-shattering performance such a young man would have.

Now after watching Su Ye's performance.

Empress Fang Yuening is indeed a bit earth-shattering.

It's just that this earth-shattering thing is the kind of indescribable earth-shaking thing.

This is really touching.

At this time, Empress Fang Yuening couldn't help but think of what Su Ho said - my brother is a bit of a middle-class guy, a bit naive...

God, this brother of yours is in the second grade of middle school. Is this childish?

This is simply an outrageous and jaw-dropping way of thinking, okay?

Su Li was looked at strangely by Fang Yuening and was speechless for a moment.

It is said that a country is easy to change but its nature is hard to change.

In the world of Tianta, Su Ye can only be said to be a bit stubborn at best, and will not look back until he hits the south wall.

But right now...

Su Li couldn't say anything.

If this was a physical problem, it would not be difficult for Su Li to treat it well.

If there is a hole in his brain, Su Li can clean up all the dregs in his brain.

But this character...

This is hopeless.

This is just like Su Wangchen...

Su Wangchen's personality, how many times has Su Li given him a chance, has he changed?

No change.

Where is Su Ye?

Su Ye's health is fine and fine.

Otherwise, if someone else had hit him like this, his internal organs would have been shattered and he would have died.

But Su Ye was fine, and while he was struggling, his body was gradually recovering.

Is there something wrong with his mind?

There is nothing wrong with his brain and his intelligence is by no means poor.

Ordinary people are confused about many things, but he not only knows how to research, but also finds faults in the eggs. When he encounters problems, he has to understand them thoroughly.

With this kind of performance, every small problem in study will be magnified by him.

The reason why he didn't get better grades in the college entrance examination than Su Wangchen was because he didn't finish the paper.

It’s not that I didn’t finish it, it’s that there was a question on the paper that contained a little bit of knowledge that was a little bit over the top.

The general meaning of this question is: Assume that a certain formula is established.

The question Su Ye struggled with was: Why does this certain formula hold true? If you say it is established then it will be established? What if it doesn't work?

Then, Su Ye was in the Tangtang College Entrance Examination Hall, checking on the draft paper whether this formula could be established.

Then……

If the invigilator hadn’t reminded me that there were only thirty minutes left.

Maybe Su Ye won't be able to complete all the questions after this question.

And this is just a fill-in-the-blank question in the exam.

As a result, Su Ye, who had high hopes of being the top scorer, almost failed in mathematics.

…

Thinking of some things in Su Ye's past, combined with his current situation.

Su Li could only shake his head helplessly and sighed: "He He still said it very reservedly, this is not the second grade."

Fang Yuening: "..."

The empress discovered for the first time that at this moment she was surprisingly consistent with Su Li's views.

And they are so in tune with each other.

The empress thought for a moment and said, "What she said is indeed very modest. Then Su Li, how do you plan to help him."

Su Li took a deep breath, feeling a little dizzy.

His other body, Guixu Black Shadow, had a lot of contact with Su Ye.

But the 20,000-year-old memory of Gui Xu has not been synchronized much.

The main reason is to avoid being penetrated and causing abnormalities in resonance and communication, which may lead to secrets being leaked.

Just like the identity of Su Ho, the woman in white gauze skirt, and the corresponding cause and effect of Feng Qianwei, it is obviously impossible to know.

I understand, it is impossible to keep secrets in the Tianta world.

But vaguely, Su Li finally made a judgment.

In fact, Su Ye has always been the Su Ye in front of him.

However, with the improvement of his abilities, he no longer needs to be strong to deal with many problems.

Whatever you want to accomplish can be accomplished.

That's why it looks normal.

But if he is unable to do anything, his situation will get worse.

"Moreover, Su Wangchen also had very severe obsessive-compulsive disorder."

"At the time I thought he did it on purpose."

"But in fact, he can't control it at all. It's really a manifestation of obsessive-compulsive disorder."

"However, it is very easy to deal with this kind of problem. Just let him work hard enough and make the time extremely tight, so tight that he has no time to consider issues such as asymmetry and unreasonableness, and that's it."

"Other than that, let him suffer the loss."

"Don't turn back if you don't hit the south wall? Head iron? Then just hit the south wall and then turn back. If you hit the south wall and break your head, it will be fine."

After careful analysis, Su Li made an analysis based on the identity of the 'Master' and how to deal with it.

At this time, he also understood that the Guixu Black Shadow, Su Ye's 'master', was using this method to correct Su Ye.

Do you think Yan Ji has big breasts?

Want to know if it's soft or not?

The master just asked him to touch it, and then he was beaten.

Next time you will know not to touch casually.

Don’t you think swordsmanship looks good?

If you continue to be killed by swordsmanship until you realize that good-looking swordsmanship is useless, you will naturally appreciate the charm of ugly swordsmanship.

In short, it is...

Specializes in treating dissatisfaction, specializes in beating the bullet.

Su Li's thoughts raced, and he soon had a perfect answer in his mind.

This is all thanks to Guixu Heiying who has been Su Ye's master for 20,000 years, otherwise there is no way to forcibly treat this middle-school boy's terminal illness.

For Su Li, Su Ye's condition is really much more difficult to treat than many terminal diseases.

"While I'm protecting him with my royal energy, I'll be a portable grandpa for a while."

"This kind of middle-school boy likes nothing more than adventure, and then thinks he is the protagonist."

Su Li responded to Fang Yuening.

Fang Yuening: "..."

Fang Yuening hesitated and said: "Similar to my method? Do you think you are the protagonist?"

Su Li smiled and said: "I don't care if I am the protagonist, I only care that I am the protagonist of your body, mind and soul, and I am the only protagonist."

Fang Yuening snorted softly and said, "If you continue to be so arrogant and frivolous, I will ignore you. You are the master of the world, so you should act accordingly, don't act like a little ruffian."

Su Li smiled and said, "Okay, I'll listen to you."

Fang Yuening snorted again, cold on the surface, but a little happy in her heart.

Su Li said softly: "If I help him directly, it will be meaningless to him. Instead, I need to have that kind of adventure, and then issue tasks, experience and other methods to guide him.

The reason why he is internally consumed is because he is capable of doing many things, but falls a little short, so he feels that he can change.

But to treat obsessive-compulsive disorder and do some things that he can't do anything about, he still has to face it.

Gradually, he will compromise.

But compromise is not to destroy the fighting spirit, but to let him learn temporary compromise and establish long-term goals to correct those 'asymmetrical' things.

You see such a person, so abnormal, right?

But his greatest ability is to finally correct all the mistakes in this world.

so.

He is a real hotshot, and it is absolutely normal for him to be targeted. "

"God so loves the world."

Su Li murmured and sighed.

In fact, he always felt that Su Ye's cause and effect was very special.

Such an existence can be regarded by Light Blue Star as the guardian of heaven.

How much character, will, and talent do you have to have this qualification?

Now it seems that Su Li understands.

Su Ye is good at discovery.

Suho is good at tinkering.

This is similar to the Human Emperor's skill in divination and Nuwa's skill in mending the sky.

only……

When I thought of this.

Su Li suddenly felt an extra sense of joy in his heart.

If Su Ye has the destiny of a human emperor.

Su Ho has the fate of Nuwa.

That……

Then I, Su Li...

Is it redundant?

Is the meaning of my existence itself the meaning of the world?

Do I not exist in the first place and just need such a medium...

At this moment, Su Li suddenly fell into deep doubt about himself.

This scene was so intense that he almost lost control of his mind.

The scene suddenly fell silent.

Time in the entire world seemed to have suddenly stopped.

"In fact, there is no Su Li in this world."

"It's just that the world needs a Su Li to save itself, so we forcibly arranged for a Su Li."

"What really never existed was actually me, not them."

In Su Li's mind, there seemed to be a voice that kept coming and going.

And at the same time.

Deep inside the Hongmeng Research Base.

Tianshu crystal emits a dull blue glow.

Next to the Tianshu Crystal Stone, Mr. Yu was wearing a gray linen robe with fluttering skirts.

He put his hands behind his back and quietly watched the changes on the Tianshu crystal.

"Reverse Hongmeng, as long as you are willing to let the Emperor come, this ancestral land will still be yours!"

"Our Chinese civilization of five thousand years is still yours."

"Mythical civilization is our opportunity to rise."

"We will pay any price for this."

"Have faith and have faith."

“Let people have people.”

"If you want tribute, there will be tribute."

"We can give you whatever you want."

"The only requirement is that the top management of Hongmeng Research Base can have the opportunity to become saints - opportunities rather than becoming saints."

"Moreover, our starting point must also be the Golden Immortal level, which is what you understand as the Great Luo Golden Immortal level."

“And move into management, even if it’s just mid-level.”

The old man spoke word by word.

At the same time, the entire Tianshu crystal began to flicker with light.

The will of the entire world seems to be controlled.

It is obvious that once the prehistoric human emperor comes to this world.

The position of Lord of the World will definitely fall into the hands of the Human Emperor Fuxi.

Su Li, who also has the fate of the Lord of the World, will be erased by the ability to stop time.

The scene was completely silent.

Hongmeng Research Base seems to be waiting for an opportunity to transform into the extreme realm.

This opportunity will be extremely terrifying and crucial to the Hongmeng Research Base and the entire Chinese race.

The old man's eyes were fixed on the Tianshu crystal, his eyes were deep, revealing deep and undisguised ambition.