Chapter 1239 Night Tour God

When Gu Qingshan heard that voice, he immediately became vigilant.

Just because this sound does not seem to be a human voice, but is made up of countless tiny voices.

Gu Qingshan has no idea why he fell here, let alone where the sound came from.

He looked around and saw that this was a desolate wilderness.

The whole land is full of strange rocks, and there is no living thing, only a dead tree.

"Who are you!" Gu Qing Shan asked.

"Get me out first, quick!"

The voice urged.

Gu Qingshan was about to say something more, when suddenly his consciousness blurred for a moment.

He raised his head subconsciously and opened his eyes.

I saw Li Qiuyu holding a painting fan, still sitting opposite.

The mottled bone fragment had fallen from his hand onto the table.

"How?" Li Qiuyu asked.

"What happened just now?" Gu Qingshan asked back.

"You suddenly fell asleep." Li Qiuyu said.

She whispered to herself: "I've never seen such a psychic who would actually fall asleep..."

Gu Qingshan was taken aback, and immediately fell into deep thought.

Li Qiuyu knew that Gu Qingshan was experiencing the mystery of this psychic communication, so he did not disturb him with a tacit understanding.

In the void, lines of firefly characters quickly appeared in front of Gu Qingshan:

"You completed the second channeling."

"You have sensed a method of avatar in the inheritance: the God of Night Tour."

"Night Tour God: When you enter the dreamland, your consciousness can condense into a clone, which can pass through all obstacles and reach any place, only once."

"Once you disperse the clone, or the clone is killed, it's time to wake up from the dream."

"Attention: This method of avatar must be activated at night, and it cannot be noticed when it is activated."

"Please practice more so that you can master this avatar skillfully."

Gu Qingshan was stunned.

——It turns out that there is such a clone method.

In the past, the master had incarnations in thousands, and one person is a country, which is really enviable.

Unexpectedly, now I have also mastered a special clone method.

Li Qiuyu looked at him from the side, and seeing him smiling slightly, she asked, "How is the psychic situation?"

Gu Qingshan said: "There is a sense of vagueness, but it seems that more practice is needed to master it."

Li Qiuyu nodded and said: "No one can master the power in one psychic channeling. You need to work hard and go through a lot of hard training before you can fully grasp the things in the inheritance."

"Is this true for everyone?" Gu Qingshan asked.

"Yes, everyone is like this, even me and my brother, and even the suzerain, are constantly practicing, arousing the induction from the inheritance, and finally mastering the power completely." Li Qiuyu said.

"Then I'll start practicing."

After Gu Qingshan finished speaking, he lay down on the table and closed his eyes.

One breath.

Two breaths.

Three breaths.

Li Qiuyu knocked on his head, dissatisfied: "Hey, you said you want to practice, why are you being lazy?"

Gu Qingshan said helplessly: "Sister, my inheritance can only be activated when I sleep."

Li Qiuyu was stunned.

like……

He did fall asleep just now, and then inspired the psychic inheritance.

I saw that Gu Qingshan was lying on the table again, adjusted a comfortable posture, and was ready to sleep.

Li Qiuyu looked at him, feeling a nameless aggrieved feeling in his heart.

There is no reason for this.

Everyone is working so hard, don't you just sleep?

"Hey."

"Sister, what's the matter?"

"If it's sleeping, go back to your room and sleep!"

Gu Qingshan really rolled back to the room.

He undressed, lay on the bed, and soon fell asleep.

For monks, it is actually very simple to control their physical state.

Gu Qingshan has not slept for hundreds of years, and there will be no problems.

Now that he is the master of Mount Sumeru, he can temporarily leave his body without relying on secret techniques.

But dreaming is really a matter of fate, and has nothing to do with cultivation or ability.

More importantly, he just arrived at the Shanhai school last night, so he was naturally a little vigilant on the first night. He thought about a lot of things and made a lot of plans. He was awake all night and did not sleep.

Has been fighting before.

Fight for a long time.

Starting from recapturing the two swords of heaven and earth in ancient times, returning to the world of 900 million layers, convincing Lin to join her team, dealing with the intrusion of the eternal abyss, meeting Lola again, saving the boss, dancing with Zhang Yinghao and Ye Feili, and developing the world The technique of going to the town of peace, going to the secret corridor of the dusty world, looking for the weapon of the soul screamer-the shield was used by Zhang Yinghao later, and then the battle of chaos...

I have been through too much.

Today, he finally got a reason to sleep.

this night.

no dream.

...

early morning.

"How was last night?" Li Qiuyu asked.

"No, it's not going well." Gu Qingshan said with a sad face.

Li Qiuyu was in a much better mood, and snorted softly, "I guessed that you must not have mastered the trick yet. There is no such simple thing in the world. You can channel spirits while sleeping. I have never heard of it..."

She left the kitchen muttering, and went to the cloakroom to find the clothes she was going to wear today.

Boom boom boom!

There is a knock on the door.

Gu Qingshan opened the door and saw that it was Zhao Qiong who came.

"Sister Zhao, come in!" he said enthusiastically.

Zhao Qiong looked him up and down, and said, "It looks more energetic."

"I've always been very energetic." Gu Qingshan said.

"No, I feel that you are very tired. I don't feel that way today." Zhao Qiong patted his head and smiled.

She walked into the room and greeted Li Qiuyu who had just changed.

"It's Zhao Qiong, stay here for dinner, talk while you have something to eat, by the way, I haven't congratulated you on your promotion yet," Li Qiuyu said.

promotion?

Gu Qingshan looked at Zhao Qiong.

Zhao Qiong blushed slightly, and said with some embarrassment: "Ah, yes, the bone books on classics have finally been compiled, and you and the scale armor were discovered, and by the way, together with the legendary Gu Jianxian, you saved the doomsday— — I didn’t actually do anything — so I got promoted.”

"Then you are—" Gu Qingshan asked.

"Civilian." Zhao Qiong said.

Li Qiushui added: "Further up, you will be the person in charge at the level of my brother, and then the suzerain."

"Not bad." Gu Qingshan praised.

The three sat down and had breakfast together.

After the meal, Zhao Qiong took a bone piece and put it in Gu Qingshan's hand.

"This is the classic book I found for you. It records all the knowledge related to psychic boxing in the genre. I hope it can give you a reference."

Gu Qingshan and Li Qiuyu looked at each other.

"Thank you Sister Zhao, I really need this." Gu Qingshan solemnly took the bone fragment away.

Seeing that she could really help him, Zhao Qiong couldn't help smiling.

She said goodbye and left.

Li Qiuyu closed the door, and then asked: "Aren't you trying to practice sleeping now? This thing should be useless to you."

Gu Qingshan said: "There is always help, even if it is not now, maybe in the future."

"You are afraid that she will be disappointed." Li Qiuyu asked directly.

"Others are happy to help you, and they always have good intentions." Gu Qingshan said.

Li Qiuyu glanced at him and stopped talking.

The two drank tea quietly, cleaned up and went out together.

"I'm going to see what tasks I have today. You go to school first, and I'll call you if something happens," Li Qiuyu said.

"Okay." Gu Qingshan responded.

"Do you remember the way to the training club?"

"Remember."

"Well, study hard, don't be lazy."

"I know, I'm still making progress every day."

After half a quarter of an hour.

Gu Qingshan came to the training club again and found a seat to sit down.

In the classroom, the teenagers looked very excited.

According to the rules of class, if the combat class was not completed yesterday, then this class will be postponed to today.

Waited for a while.

But I saw the old gentleman who gave the history class yesterday, walked into the class slowly.

"Why is it you again!" A teenager called out.

"Yes, it's time for Mr. Liu to teach us! I miss combat class!" Another teenager said dissatisfied.

The old man was neither angry nor answered.

He walked up to the podium, gently placed the textbook on the table, then took off the hat on his head, and stuck it to his chest.

He lowered his head.

The classroom gradually became quiet.

The teenagers finally realize something.

They stood up sparsely, bowed their heads, and began to mourn in silence.

——The teacher who taught the combat class will never appear again.