Omniscient and Almighty

Chapter 900

MMP!

Gan Congshi wanted to hit someone.

He promises that with one slap, he will be able to fly this damned little guy to the outside of Yaowang Valley!
You little guy, do you know how annoying you are?
Gan Congshi stared at Xu Guangling for a long while with disgusted and dull eyes, then shook his head and sighed, forget it, my lord has a lot of people, and I don't care about you, a little kid.

This sigh directly calmed Gan Congshi's messy mood.

In the final analysis, this is an old man who has experienced many things in the world, and he is also a real earth-level cultivator after all, not an ordinary old man.

Even if the shock he suffered just now was too great, even if the entire "worldview and outlook on life" had suffered a near-destructive blow, by this time, he had quickly straightened out his thoughts, at least he had recovered from that dazed state.

There still seemed to be a hangover headache, though.

"Boy Ling, speaking of it, I'm not afraid of your jokes." Gan Congshi started the mode of talking and complaining, "I always thought that being able to open seven or eight orifices is already quite a feat."

Your old man has only opened seven orifices.

Only seven, not eight.

So it's not seven or eight!
Of course, this must not be said, it would add fuel to the fire.

"Thinking about it now, hehe, it's ridiculous." Gan Congshi shook his head while talking.

Is it ridiculous?
It's not funny.

In the early days, Xu Guangling's two teachers thought that there are only five openings in the human body, four openings in the hands and feet plus the heart opening in the top of the head.

Earlier, Xu Guangling didn't know anything about it.

And this world, although this is a world where practice is practiced widely in the world, judging from the current situation in Annan County, the inheritance of practice is not so popular.

Judging from Gan Congshi's situation, he and the family behind him have a very shallow understanding of the level of cultivation.

It's nothing.

It is not ridiculous to be shallow and ignorant. It is ridiculous to think that one knows everything and is omnipotent despite being obviously shallow and ignorant.

As Confucius said, "Know what you know, know what you don't know, and know what you don't know."

Just based on Gan Congshi's current self-awareness and self-proclaimed "ridiculous", this person can be called very good.

Only when you know that your bucket is not full can you continue to fill it with water, and even actively and urgently find water to fill it.On the contrary, those who are dissatisfied but self-satisfied are artificially covered and covered tightly.

In that case, even if he is thrown into the Pacific Ocean, the empty bucket will still be empty, should float or float, should float or float.

Xu Guangling didn't speak, he was ready to listen to Gan Congshi's spiritual speech.

He was not wrong either.

Next, with memories and emotions, Gan Congshi told him step by step about the progress in the process of practice since he was a child, slowly, much and truthfully.

Perhaps it should not be called a "speech", because speeches are often not very real.

Just like in interpersonal relationships, most of the time communication.

Communication may not be inauthentic, but in many cases, it is actually a formality and a process, and there are not many times when there is a real "heart-to-heart".

Having said that, don't talk about having heart-to-heart talks with others. When a person talks to himself, there are not many times.

Xu Guangling was very honored to hear the heartfelt words of an old man at this moment.

In the slow and long narration, Gan Congshi almost showed Xu Guangling his hundred or so decades, talking mainly about practice but not only about practice.

About practice, about herbs.

About the family, about the seniors and the younger generations, and about his family emotions, etc.

The reason why I say these is because they are closely related to practice and are inseparable, or even though they can be separated, they cannot be separated in a short time.

So at this time, Gan Congshi told Xu Guangling all the way, including melons, stalks, vines and leaves.

In fact, half of the talk was for Xu Guangling, and the other half was to ask and describe himself as if talking to himself.

Gan Congshi has a story.

He also has wine.

His old friend who lived here for a month before made a lot of wine that he hadn't drunk yet, and some of it was still fermenting and not yet fully brewed.

Xu Guangling is now considered a half-master here, and when Gan Congshi paused for a while, he spontaneously went to get wine, poured it for the two of them, and then had a drink.

Then, let’s talk about it willingly.

Xu Guangling occasionally inserted a sentence or two, but most of the time he just listened.

In this narration, Gan Congshi was actually just low-key and emotional, and then he didn't vomit quickly. He also took this opportunity to sort out his emotions and further calm down the shock and blow he had received before, but he didn't want to get any response from Xu Guangling.

He even felt that Xu Guangling couldn't understand many of them.

As for Xu Guangling, since he had already prepared to support this "Wangnianjiao" a long time ago, now that he understands his past, he can achieve precise strikes, oh no, precise delivery.

The height of a great master + comprehensive understanding.

In fact, there is no need to say more about what may happen later.

When Gan Congshi finally finished speaking, it was almost dawn, and the two of them drank almost [-] catties of wine.

Xu Guangling drank less than half a catty of it, and put the rest into Gan Congshi's mouth.

In fact, there is still a little half left in the cup, Xu Guangling drank it all at once, and then said to Gan Congshi: "Senior, as the saying goes, there is a coming and going, I have heard your story, now, I will tell you a story Listen."

Hearing this, Gan Congshi's spirit suddenly lifted, and he even sat up straight.

Xu Guangling himself has a story, and his story is actually much more tortuous than Gan Cong's, but of course, his story cannot be told.

Not to mention a lot of secrets that can't be said at all, the most important thing is that he is now a "white body", and he is only 11 years old, so of course there is nothing to talk about.

Therefore, Xu Guangling's story begins with "Leng Qingyun".

Leng Qingyun, the name first came out in that compound, in front of Xu Tonghui's eyes, and then spread to Juxing Tower.

But it didn't spread widely.

It was a bit of a surprise, but it wasn't really a surprise after all.

At this time, the story spread to Gan Congshi again.

Ye family.

Leng Qingyun lived in the Ye family and entered ethnology.

A god-like ethnologist.

Incredible assessment.

Even more unbelievable is the "Condensation Qi San" like a legend from outside the sky.

There is also the "Tongtian Tree" that cannot be described in any words.

Xu Guangling used both narration and writing, often dictating, and occasionally supplemented by paper and pen when necessary, such as Taoist poems, etc., and handwritten them on paper for Gan Congshi to read.

And willingly...

It can only be said that this day was an extraordinary day for him.

If Gan Congshi traveled to the earth, and then became a primary school student carrying a schoolbag to school, and then the Chinese teacher assigned a composition in class, "My extraordinary day".

At that time, Gan Congshi could probably write down his day:
"A certain year, a certain month, a certain day, a certain place."

"night."

"Morning."

"Oil lamp, moon, morning light."

"Someone."

"Secrets."

"Unbelievable."

"Unbelievable!"

"Unbelievable!!!"

Then the next day the teacher corrected——

"I don't know what to say!"

"There is no limit to the style of writing, except poetry!"

"Not enough words!"

No matter which one of these three reasons is enough, it is enough to mark this composition as zero.

Then holding the zero-point composition test paper, Gan Congshi smiled meaningfully and did not argue.

And after class, when he was carrying his schoolbag, when he left school and went to the crowded downtown again, and reached a certain street corner, suddenly, time seemed to stop, and the whole world seemed to stop.

Then the picture of the memory spins back to the previous life, to that night and that morning.

That night, he was speaking.

That morning, "someone" was speaking.

It's the right moment.

After he finished listening, his heart seemed to stop beating, and time seemed to stand still.

that moment.

The sky is falling apart, but there is no sound.

Then the brilliant, magnificent, unbelievable, the other side, flowers bloom.

that moment.

Gan Congshi stood by the sea, and he saw the mysterious and wonderful scenery on the other side of the sea.

that moment.

Gan Congshi lowered his head and looked at his feet.

He said to himself—

"I want to cross the sea."

(End of this chapter)