From Shusen University

Chapter 352 What kind of person do you want to be?

The pure white flowing clouds were dyed gray and black, and the clinking of big and small beads became more and more urgent, until it turned into an impenetrable rain curtain, covering the entire sea of ​​clouds in darkness.

The heavy rain washed away all the noise in the blessed land, only the direction of Shangguan's residence still radiated human voices.

Compared with the Kezhai-style dormitory in the main campus, the dormitory in Fudi is closer to the layout of the ancient courtyards. The houses are made of stone bricks, and most of them do not exceed three floors. The rectangular roofs are like large and small square bricks. They are neatly arranged in a square courtyard, facing south from the north, with three entrances and three falls. There is a front yard when entering, and the back yard through the inner door, which is very grand.

In the entire blessed land, there are four or five large courtyards like this, enough to meet the daily needs of thousands of people.In addition, the original bed was converted into a bunk bed, and the load capacity was doubled.

Of course, after being used as a school building, the court houses that were originally allocated according to grades will be allocated on a first-come, first-served basis. It is nothing more than living in larger houses and less in small houses.

At this time, warm lights were being lit up in the large courtyards, and the chirping conversations of the freshmen came from them.

"The clothes and hair are all soaked, who has a hair dryer?"

"What are you thinking? Where can you find a power plug in this blessed land? Wipe it dry yourself and make do."

"Ah? There are no plugs? What about the usual electricity use?"

"Didn't you read the check-in manual? Look for the empty corner of your dormitory. There should be a fixed minefield engraved in each dormitory. It is said that it is built with the spirit-gathering formation in this blessed place as the core, and it is specially used for wireless charging. It’s enough to charge the mobile phone with a corresponding thunder charm to draw out the spiritual power in the formation, but the spiritual power also needs to bring a mobile phone and a computer, and I probably can’t carry a hair dryer, so be careful to break the formation.”

"Wow, which genius came up with this idea? It can be charged wirelessly, so the designer can't increase the power and the amount of storage spirit when setting up a formation?"

"It seems to be designed by a senior in the junior year. I heard that when he formed the formation, he had just established a high-level foundation? Bear with it, wait until the senior gets the golden core, maybe he can revise this project again, and put Increase the rated spiritual storage capacity."

"Hey, I don't understand this—I managed to open up the sea of ​​energy, entered this Kunlun University, and became a cultivator of this Kunlun. If I want to recharge my battery, I have to wait for other people to improve their cultivation? Then I can't make it. Are you begging on your knees?"

"Then you put it that way, the way of cultivating immortals is really just begging on your knees. Just like that, how many people want to kneel but don't have the ability!"

"Let me ask you, why do I want to take the Kunlun University exam? I just have bad legs and can't kneel down!"

"Then do you want to recharge, or do you want to cultivate immortality?"

"I want to charge the battery, and even cultivate the immortal!"

"It can't be filled."

"Can't it be filled?"

"It is said that the thunder formations in the entire dormitory area are connected to each other. Where there is a problem with the formation, the teacher Shangguan who is guarding here will know immediately, and it will be punished and warned."

"I don't understand this. I passed the Kunlun exam, so why is it not as good as casual cultivators outside?"

"In the eyes of outsiders, you are a student of Kunlun, but in the eyes of this teacher and senior sister, you are just begging on your knees! You are a cultivator, you are not shabby."

"Shabby, so fucking shabby!"

"Okay, okay, don't apply for the World Heritage here, come here and let me light a fire talisman, and I'll bake it for you."

"Damn! You want to kill people? And don't think I don't know. The dormitory prohibits the use of middle and high-level spells of thunder and fire. You want to punish me?"

"Okay, then I'll give you another wind technique, don't bark. Instead of worrying about that, why not think about tonight's event"

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The sound of fighting came from the dormitory area next door, which was washed away a little indistinctly by the sound of the rain.

Yang Xiaohe sat on the bed and listened attentively. While listening, she changed into a new dress, poked her head out of the window, and looked towards the source of the sound, trying to hear the content about "night activities" clearly.

She lives on the second floor of the new dormitory area, which is one of the places with the widest view in the area.Looking from a distance, she noticed an unusual movement in the distance.

——In the distance, the only figure was left alone on the platform of the monastery platform, and the spirit sword with blue light was whirling in his hand, chopping and slashing with all his strength, still outputting with all his strength.The torrential downpour drenched his back, almost merging into the rainy night.

How long has he been practicing there?At least half a day, right?

Yang Xiaohe opened his mouth wide when he saw it. With such a high-intensity output and such a long period of uninterrupted training, even if it is above the foundation establishment, it must have been overdrawn long ago.

If it was an ordinary person, I'm afraid I can't even move at this time, right?He is still practicing?

What is this doing?It is not such a method to roll, is it?Is the pressure of Kunlun University so terrible?
A gust of damp wind blew past, the windows of the dormitory slammed on the frame, and also blocked Yang Xiaohe by the window.She could only retract her head, hugged her knees and leaned against the window, looking at the dormmates in the dormitory who were tired from military training, and meditated secretly.

Outside the window, on the monastery platform far away, where she was watching, the bluish-white sword light lit up again, which was washed out by the heavy rain and flickered.

In the rain, the lonely shadow on the monastery platform held the hilt of the sword with both hands, and took a deep breath slowly.

Continuous rainwater flowed down from the tip of the sword, and the spirit sword, which had been fully charged, swung out. A cold light seemed to cut through the rain curtain, and across the stone pier in front of it, the huge boulder that was hugged by two people was actually split from it!
With a loud bang, the heavy stone fell to the ground and broke into several pieces, and the broken stone rolled down under his feet in bursts.

Han Jiangchen gasped heavily, staggered and bent down, leaning on his sword and half kneeling on the ground.Bursts of rain flowed under the blade, and the fingers holding the hilt trembled.

As Yang Xiaohe saw, he had been here for a whole day - or rather, many days.

And things are just as she thought, even if it is the cultivation of the foundation, it will certainly not be able to withstand such an overdraft.Not to mention strength, the meridians should have been injured long ago.

A few drops of scarlet fell into the rain, he raised his hand to wipe away the blood from his mouth and nose, and tried to get up with his sword, but the heavy rain pressed him firmly to the ground, and several struggles failed.

"Are you punishing yourself?"

A familiar voice suddenly came from behind, he shivered and turned his head to look back.

At that moment, the sound of the rain all around suddenly drifted away, and the soft spiritual power spread around, as if opening an invisible umbrella, and all the violent wind and rain could not be touched.

Right in the center of this "umbrella", Wei Ze in Taoist robe stood there quietly, looking at him.

"It seems that you are acquiescing." Wei Ze glanced at the blood-stained rain, "What do you think is your mistake, and it is worth your trouble?"

After being caught by his gaze, Han Jiangchen immediately turned his head away, looking at the sword in his hand, a discomfited face was reflected in the light of the blade, and the expression in the black pupils was like that of a dead person.

"Because I'm a useless person." His voice was hoarse.

"Maybe it is true." Wei Ze replied seemingly casually, "Then if you say that, tell me—what do you think is 'useful'?"

After saying this, he saw that the eyes in front of him froze a little, and their eyes were full of blankness.

"It seems that you can't give an answer. This is normal." Wei Ze looked at him, "No one can give the answer to this question. The real reason is that everyone's meaning is defined from birth. "

"As students, people refer to students who are capable of getting grades as 'useful' and those who will not pass the exam as 'useless'."

"After entering society, people who can earn money and create various values ​​for society are called 'useful', and those who do the opposite are called useless."

"People are always making all kinds of rules, and put everyone under this rule. Those who meet the criteria are praised, and those who don't are labeled as 'useless'. Doesn't it sound ridiculous? As a Individuals, but people are always confirming their own existence from outsiders. Without others, we have no meaning, but is this right?"

"The grades in school may become a pile of waste paper after entering the society; people who once made a lot of money, in this era of spiritual revival, in the eyes of those who first became immortals, are gradually falling down the altar .All the rules of judging will change except you.”

He looked at the boy's deep pupils, and then slowly said: "You think you are useless because you are a person who obeys the rules. You are always looking for your own meaning from other people, and you get your own meaning by being needed." value - but what about 'yourself'?"

"what do you want?"

"What do you want to do?"

"What kind of person do you want to be?"

The sound was drowned in the rustling rain, and then a bolt of lightning pierced the sky.The glaring white light illuminated the boy's face, and the expression on that face seemed to have just woken up from a big dream.

In the long silence, Han Jiangchen lowered his eyes and remained silent for a long time. After all, he shook his head with some difficulty: "I don't know."

he does not know.

He never thought about these questions.

He felt unworthy of thinking about these questions.

"So, that's your real problem."

Wei Ze sighed softly: "All along, you have been pushed by other people's expectations, always following other people's actions. Everything you do is just to be a useful person to others."

"However, as I said earlier, the standard of 'usefulness' is always changing, and no one will last forever. Now, there is no one you can follow, and you don't know where to go. That's why you're confused and miserable—because you've tied everything up to others, and you've never, ever had a real 'self'."

Han Jiangchen lowered his head and remained silent.

He was completely seen through by this teacher.The thing he didn't want to face was completely revealed by Wei Ze, and everything was exposed naked.Before the teacher's words, he had no power to resist.

He was speechless, just sat there, waiting for Wei Ze to scold him in the face next.But in the end, all he waited for was a chuckle.

"Since you don't know what you want, let me ask it in a different way now." Wei Ze said, "What is it that you don't want?"

He saw a different look in those eyes.The black-eyed boy was meditating, re-examining this garbage-like self with unprecedented eyes.

When he was thinking secretly, Wei Ze was also feeling it.

He looked at the student's face without moving, feeling the boy's emotions—the face was fierce and painful, as if he was about to tear him apart.

He could feel the pain, it was tantamount to swallowing himself alive.

But he still has to tear off this layer of scars.

"Since Jiang Ling left, you have been torturing yourself. Because what she has to do is close to death, and you can't help anything. You hate yourself for being like this."

Wei Ze finally spoke out for him: "So, you don't want her to die, right?"

Han Jiangchen suddenly raised his head.At that moment, Wei Ze saw a sharp knife flash in his eyes.

"Very good, it seems that you have realized the problem." Wei Ze raised the corner of his mouth slightly, "Then, learn to refuse."

"It's weak not to fight for what you want; it's cowardly not to reject what you hate." He looked into Han Jiangchen's eyes and said every word, "A man can be weak, but he must not be cowardly." .”

Han Jiangchen sat there for a long time, looking at the teacher's eyes, his originally steady breathing became more and more rapid.

".What should I do?" He asked the teacher for the first time.

"It's very simple. Make what you want, fight and fight for what you really want, and use all the means you can to get back what should belong to you."

Wei Ze emphasized his tone: "Because, you shouldn't be someone who blindly follows others. If there is no light ahead, then you will become the light. Only in this way can you truly grow up."

Han Jiangchen sat there on his knees, the rain dripping from his hair and face.

Waking up the person in the dream with a single word is like thunder breaking the shackles, and all the sealed memories are released, submerging him like a tide.

He recalled that evening again, when the girl hugged him and whispered in his ear.

——You were supposed to be the guardian of this world. "

——You shouldn’t be the one who just follows others. "

Now, he suddenly understood what the girl said that day.

The kneeling figure remained motionless, but Wei Ze could feel the turbulent waves arousing in the young man's heart.This made him smile unintentionally, and then squatted down, looking directly into the pair of downcast, dark eyes in front of him.

"It seems that you have already figured this out. As a teacher, what I can say ends here."

Wei Ze said, and slowly raised his hand: "Next, there is only one thing I can give you."

A cold light suddenly flashed in the dark night, and Han Jiangchen raised his head following the sound.

In front of him, Wei Ze stretched out his hand, and at some point in his hand, he was grasping a dark brown scabbard about a meter long. The moment the blade was unsheathed, it seemed to be accompanied by a faint dragon chant.

This is an item from the Immortal Mansion Map, and he used it to block the thunder disaster that attacked the school.

"The sword of Longquan represents Gao Jie." Wei Ze raised the sword in front of him, "Next, you have to make your own decision-whether you continue to torture yourself like this, or take this sword and go Be the one to change the ending?"

The sound of the violent rain all around suddenly subsided, and the head-on wind blew across the young man's face. After a long silence, he stretched out his hand, solemnly took the long sword named Longquan, and clenched it tightly.

Wei Ze smiled lightly and let go of his hand.

"From today, it belongs to you." He stood up, but looked behind him through the figure in front of him, "Then, I will leave the rest to you."

Han Jiangchen was slightly taken aback, and turned around following his words.Just five steps away, a long-haired figure in green clothes stood silently in the wind and rain, with green grass and leaves flowing under her feet together with the running water.

　Huh, I'm a waste, this chapter got stuck for seven or eight hours, Xiao Han's teacher-student communication is too difficult to write.

　　I don’t know if anyone still remembers this sword of old Wei
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