Ye Xiao felt as if he was sinking into endless darkness.
He tried to reach out and push away the darkness in front of him.
But it was all in vain.
He seemed to still have a hazy consciousness.
But consciousness is incomplete.
It was as if a disembodied voice came from a distant location.
"This kid is covered in blood, his skin is full of cracks, his ribs are all broken, there are cracks in the tibia of both legs, and the ulna of both arms is broken."
"However, his heartbeat is still there, very weak."
Ye Xiao's remaining consciousness told him.
He seems to be being rescued.
But he can't do anything now.
"Is this what dying feels like?"
In front of Ye Xiao.
It was as if fragments of memories appeared, passing by like a revolving lantern.
A faint sound came from outside.
It seemed like several people were surrounding his body.
"Old Wu, his injury is too serious, how should he be treated?"
"Just break down and stand up."
"What?"
"His body is like a piece of broken porcelain. Instead of putting it back together piece by piece, it's better to tear it all down and re-fire a new piece of porcelain!"
"Would it be too risky to do this?"
"After all, he is just a young man, and his body has not been tempered."
"Then just help him train a lot!"
Ye Xiao feeling.
His dark world suddenly burst into flames.
The fire shot into the sky and lit up the entire darkness.
But at the same time, Ye Xiao was also placed in the endless fire field to be roasted crazily!
He is in pain! Struggling! Unbearable!
It seemed like he was enduring endless sinking and pain.
But he couldn't express all this.
I can only bear it silently and endure it hard.
I don't know how much time has passed.
Ye Xiao finally felt the burning of the infinite flame little by little.
His life seemed to have received a new lease of life.
A ray of light came from beyond the darkness.
Finally came to him.
He opened his eyes.
The clear outline of the world unfolded before his eyes little by little.
"You're awake..."
In a quiet and simple room.
He was lying on a clean bed, and there was a faint smell of sandalwood in the air.
It seems to have some kind of concentration and centering effect.
Ye Xiao feels that my eyes are extremely dry.
It seems like he has closed his eyes for a long time.
Even opening my eyes is difficult.
It took him about three minutes.
Only then can I barely open my eyes and feel the light from the outside world.
Sitting on the edge of his bed.
She is a beautiful girl with very fair skin.
The eyebrows and eyes are like the mountains in the distance, but they have their own color even without the application of powder.
The bridge of the nose is high and the lips are light pink without any lipstick, but they are as plump as petals with dew in the morning.
The jaw line is soft, showing the softness of a girl, but also a bit of unnoticeable stubbornness.
The girl's bright eyes are like moonlight, like the first snow, like a pool of still water in the deep mountains where no one has stepped.
Such a familiar feeling!
"You lay down for seven days and finally woke up."
The girl spoke again.
The pleasant sound awakened Ye Xiao's chaotic consciousness.
He seemed to have come to his senses.
The originally scattered soul finally returned to his body.
"Yes, it's you..."
"Classmate Su."
Ye Xiao finally saw it clearly.
The girl sitting beside his bed is none other than Su Muyun.
"What? The first person you saw when you opened your eyes was me. Are you disappointed?"
Ye Xiao burst into laughter.
Su Muyun's words are still as annoying as ever.
He shook his head and tried to raise his head with a little effort.
Su Muyun saw this and skillfully stepped forward and stacked two pillows on top of each other.
Let Ye Xiao's upper body be slightly propped up.
In this way.
Ye Xiao finally felt like he was alive.
It's just that Ye Xiao hasn't realized one thing yet.
Why can Su Muyun know what he wants to do with just one simple move?
And he can do these things so skillfully.
"Classmate Su, thank you for taking care of me..."
Before Ye Xiao could speak.
Su Muyun made a cross in front of his chest with both hands in advance.
"Don't think too much about it."
"I'm just keeping an eye on you as ordered by my master."
Ye Xiao was slightly startled.
"Who is your master?"
"Did Su Muyun's master ask her to take care of me?" Ye Xiao thought secretly in his heart. "I asked, how could Su Muyun take the initiative to take care of me? This kind of thing sounds like a fairy tale and is generally unreliable."
Just then.
The door of the room where the two were alone was opened.
An old man with a fairy-like appearance walked in outside the door.
He had a kind smile on his face and seemed to be a very easy to get along with.
But if you judge a person based on his appearance alone.
That would be a big mistake!
The person in front of me is the highest Principal in the entire Jiang University, and the top Transcendentalist in Jiang City!
"Wu Canglan!"
He looks to be in his sixties, with white hair tied up in a crown, a face as sharp as a knife, and eyes full of vicissitudes of life.
He has a thin figure, often wears dark blue robes, and hangs an unsheathed ancient sword "Tinglan" from his waist.
There is a black iron ring on the Nameless finger of the left hand, which has never been taken off.
But actually.
The old man in front of me is over a hundred years old!
This is the true meaning of "the year of Qiyi".
"Master!"
When the old man came in.
Su Muyun stood up immediately and greeted him respectfully.
The old man smiled and nodded.
Then, his eyes fell on Ye Xiao.
Ye Xiao's question was answered immediately.
Su Muyun's master is the old man in front of him.
And the identity of the old man in front of me...
"Looking at the confusion in your eyes, Mu Yun didn't tell you about my identity."
Su Muyun on the side was just about to explain.
The old man took the initiative to speak, "My name is Wu Canglan, and I am an ordinary swordsman. Of course, my other identity that you are more familiar with is my identity of Principal."
Ye Xiao suddenly realized that the person in front of him was Principal from his school!
He quickly said, "Hello, martial arts school."
The old man in front of me humbly calls himself an "ordinary sword cultivator".
At this time, Ye Xiao still couldn't understand the old man's humility.
You want to know how many Thirteenth Realm sword cultivators are there in this world?
"Do you know? When did I first notice you?" Wu Canglan smiled and asked proactively.
Ye Xiao recalled it slightly.
"Is it at the Awakening Test Hall?"
Wu Canglan laughed, nodded and said, "Yes! A Martialist, the stone tablet was dim when awakened, and the whole audience burst into laughter!"
"But that young man stood on the stage with no anger or shame, just clenched fists."
Ye Xiao Listening to Wu Canglan's memories, he also smiled.
It seems that this feeling of being noticed is quite good.
Wu Canglan said, "So, I am very impressed by you."
"Are you attracting attention because you are such a shameful person?" Ye Xiao said mockingly.
But Wu Canglan's next words shocked Ye Xiao and he will never forget it in his life.
"No! Talent is a gift from God, but you have to hold the job yourself!"
Ye Xiao was stunned, staring at Wu Canglan with numb scalp.
"I have seen countless geniuses, but there are not a few who exhaust their talents and achieve nothing in the end."
Wu Canglan's momentum was completely different at this moment.
He added a long paragraph.
"Martialist's road is not made by walking, but by fighting!"
"If your fists are not strong enough, then practice ten punches! One hundred punches! Ten thousand punches! Million Fist!"
"The body is not strong enough, then go up ten times! Fifty times! A hundred times! A thousand times the gravity zone!"
"If your will is not strong enough, then go through the most horrific torture, physically! Mentally! From the inside to the outside, from top to bottom!"
"Everyone knows the truth, but very few people can do it."
"And those who do it, eventually become Transcendentalist!"
"Those who fail to do so will be lost to the rest of the world."
Su Muyun on the side was stunned.
Because this is what she has been doing since she was a child.
It was the first time he saw his master say so many words to one person.
And her master had never said such words to her.