"Hello."

Lu Ping opened the door and saw Yan Ge standing outside the door and greeting him.

"Hello." Lu Ping nodded.

"I really can't feel the power of the soul." Yan Ge has completed the preliminary diagnosis of Lu Ping during his mutual greetings.

"Yes." Lu Ping nodded.

"You don't seem to care much?" Yan Ge was a little surprised at Lu Ping's attitude. Although Chen Chu had mentioned him, the calmness and calmness that Lu Ping showed was still beyond his imagination.

"It's okay." Lu Ping replied.

"I know what the problem is?" Yan Ge asked.

"I understand." Lu Ping nodded.

"Oh... Is there anything I can help?" Yan Ge asked.

"No need, thank you." Lu Ping said.

"Okay." Yan Ge simply refused to be kind to Lu Ping. He did not show any strange emotions, nor did he persist too much. He always had a three-point smile on his face and nodded.

"So... goodbye?" Lu Ping used a questioning tone. He didn't confirm whether Yan Ge wanted to come in and sit for a while.

"Goodbye." Yan Ge smiled and said nothing. The door was closed in front of him. He smiled without changing his smile. After walking away, he saw Ho Ying lying on a bamboo chair and seemed to be asleep. He did not disturb him anymore, and left the fifth courtyard quietly.

Lu Ping did not disrupt the rhythm because of Yan Ge's sudden visit. After seeing Yan Ge off, his thinking immediately returned to practice, returned to bed and sat down again, and immediately began his previous attempts.

After understanding the reason why the Lock Soul was created, Lu Ping had more ideas on the power of the soul. On the basis of throwing the Lock Soul out of the space, Lu Ping began to try again and again. He accelerated a little at each time. Try to find the speed state that would not increase the strength of the Lock Soul and could also shake off Guo Youdao Soul's power.

Once, failure;

Once again, failed;

Once again, failed again...

Lu Ping controls the power of soul quickly, and he tries quickly, and failures come quickly.

But these did not make Lu Ping move. He had long been used to this kind of cultivation. His cultivation was so simple and straightforward, and it was to create a success in thousands or even more failures. Then remember this success and master this success.

Everything he could do was achieved in this way, and now he did not think about exceptions.

So on such an ordinary afternoon, Lu Ping experienced frequent failures that ordinary people could not imagine. He never counted the specific number, because this number was often huge, and counting it would be a bit distracting.

When you are tired, take a break; when you are well rested, continue.

Dangdangdang.

The one who interrupted Lu Ping once again was still knocking on the door. However, Lu Ping has stopped his unique cultivation. He is savoring and summarizing the attempts he made this afternoon. Generally speaking, it is a bit unoptimistic. Countless attempts. Lu Ping has found the critical speed point that can not intensify the strength of the soul lock. However, at this speed state, it is still not enough to get rid of the interference of Guo Youdao Soul's power, and he has to find another method.

"Who?" Lu Ping thought, jumped out of bed and opened the door.

"I, Zimu." As the answer outside the door was heard, Lu Ping had already arrived behind the door and opened the door in response.

"Go to have a meal?" Zimu asked.

Lu Ping looked out the door, and Ho Ying was still sitting in the yard, but his shadow was stretched out, and the sun was westward, and it was already evening.

"It's already this time." Lu Ping said, and he had completely forgotten the time while practicing.

"What are you doing?" Zimu asked.

"Try to find the power of soul." Lu Ping said.

"How is it?" Zimu asked.

"A plan was overturned," Lu Ping said. Countless small failures combined into a big failure, and the final result was to determine that the plan was not feasible.

"What should I do?" Zimu said.

"Try another method." Lu Ping said, although he had not thought of other methods yet.

"Let's go to have a meal first." Zimu said.

"Okay." Lu Ping nodded and walked out of the room. When he walked past Ho Ying, he looked at him and found that he was not closing his eyes to rest, but staring at the ginkgo tree in the yard in a daze.

"Do you eat?" Lu Ping asked looking at him.

"Weisheng will bring it to me." Ho Ying said.

"Oh." Lu Ping nodded and was about to leave. Ho Ying looked at his and Zi Mu's back as he left, and the paper ball that had been stored in his hand for the whole afternoon was slightly pinched by him, and finally spoke.

"Hang later." Ho Ying shouted.

"Hmm?" Lu Ping turned around.

"Do me a favor," said Ho Ying.

"What's the matter?" Lu Ping asked.

Ho Ying spread his palms, and the prescription that Yan Ge gave him had been saved into a small piece of paper.

"Help me get some medicine back," said Ho Ying.

"Oh." Lu Ping walked forward, took the piece of paper, and didn't ask how he saved it like this. He just opened it carefully, then looked up, and then showed a confused and confused expression.

"What?" Ho Ying paid attention to his expression.

"These words... are so difficult." Lu Ping said.

"You can't read?" Ho Ying asked.

"I don't know much," said Lu Ping. Before he was at Zhaifeng Academy, of course he didn't have much chance to learn to read. In the three years of Zhaifeng Academy, he learned only a limited amount of knowledge. The words used in many herbs on this prescription are very rare, and it is naturally too difficult for Lu Ping.

"It doesn't matter. Go to the medicine shop in Tianquan Peak and show it to the people there, and they will recognize it." Huo Ying said.

"Okay." Lu Ping nodded and put the prescription away.

"Is there anything else to explain?" Lu Ping asked.

"Look at your rabbit." Ho Ying looked down and looked at him. A rabbit was gnawing at his bamboo chair. The crackling sound made him feel a little nervous.

"Oh!" Lu Ping remembered his rabbit's affairs, and his afternoon of concentration made him forget it. He stepped forward and saw that it was his one, and he quickly bent over and picked it up.

"Where is yours?" Lu Ping looked at Zimu, who was empty-handed.

"It's closed in the house." Zimu said.

"It's a solution." Lu Ping said, and opened his room and put the rabbit in. Then he came out to greet Huo Ying, and the two went to the dining hall of Beishan New Courtyard. Just after they left the fifth courtyard, a figure turned out from the side of the courtyard wall outside the fifth courtyard. Looking at the two of them leaving, thinking. If this position is a thoughtful cultivator, it will be no difficult to hear what happened in the courtyard. The man stood for a moment and then left, his silver hair was dyed golden in the afterglow of the sunset.

Beishan New Courtyard Canteen.

What happened at the Fifth Courtyard at noon has spread to Beishan New Courtyard.

The person living in the Fifth Hospital was not as expected. He was the most useless person who had not achieved success in Beidou Academy for four years. This has been basically recognized by everyone. Those who disagree, who saw the bloody hole on their foreheads immediately agreed.

Most practitioners can do it if they want to open a hole in the human head. But it is a bit amazing to have a hole like Yu Ran’s forehead, which is like a pillar of blood, but it can be easily stopped and not hurt his life. This is a bit amazing. A person who can control the power of soul to such an accurate level cannot be a useless person.

In the afternoon, the First Hospital was guessing who was in the Fifth Hospital. But even Shen Wuyin, who had been in Beishan New Hospital for three years, knew very well, so what could the new people guess?

Until this moment, Lu Ping and Zi Mu appeared in the canteen, immediately attracting everyone's attention.

The one who had obvious conflicts with Lu Ping and the others was only the group of people from the National Hunting Academy. Even if the other newcomers were a little dissatisfied with the two, they could still speak out. As soon as the two of them got the meal, they were immediately attracted and invited by a large number of newcomers. Even the old students from the Second, Third, and Fourth Colleges were looking forward to it. What everyone wants to know is of course what kind of residents were in the Fifth College.

"Well..." Zi Mu, surrounded by others, spoke in a long voice. Even though he was facing the crisis of being dropped out of school, he still enjoyed it when he was surrounded by these prides from various colleges with a look of desire.

"Can you say it?" Zimu asked Lu Ping for instructions.

"It seems that I can't say it without explanation?" Lu Ping seeks truth from facts.

"Then I'll say it." Zimu said.

"Tell me!" Everyone was filled with voices. At this moment, Zi Mu was particularly cute in everyone's eyes. He was definitely not the one who was in a coherent state and was the most despising person.

"Ahem." Zimu cleared his throat, "For the fifth courtyard, first of all, it is clear that it is not as everyone thought. The residents here are all experts, and their origins are amazing."

"Is there so much?" someone asked.

"First first." Zi Mu raised a finger, his tone was ups and downs. The tone he learned from Dongdu Tianqiao storytellers listened too much and showed it completely.

"Sun Family. I don't think anyone doesn't know?" he said with his eyes blinking.

"Sun Family? Hanoi Sun Family?" Someone said. There are still several famous families with the surname Sun, but the only one who dares to introduce them in such a "everyone knows" tone seems to be the only one in Hanoi Sun Family, the richest family in the legendary mainland.

"That's right, it's the Sun family in Hanoi. One of the five courtyards is the eldest son of the Sun family, Sun Yingsheng," said Zimu.

"Ah!" Surprised. The name Sun Yingsheng was obviously famous enough. But who would have thought that the eldest son of the Sun family would live in the fifth courtyard of Beishan New College, which is the most looked down upon by Beidou Academy? The strange taste of this rich man really makes everyone unable to understand.

"It seems that I don't need to introduce this to Sun Yingsheng anymore, right?" Zimu said.

"Oh? What else do you know?" But someone became interested.

"I don't know much, but I don't know much!" Zimu shook his head.

"Tell me, tell me." Many people shouted.

"Okay, then I'll talk about it, Sun Yingsheng..." Zimu started talking. In fact, he had been sitting in Sun Yingsheng's room for a long time today, but he didn't talk about such private topics at all. He could tell because Sun Yingsheng is really a celebrity. People born in this kind of family will have attracted much attention since childhood. No matter whether it is true or false, there will always be a few things about him that make people talk about. Zimu is so frothing that he is so popular that some students from Dongdu can hear something wrong. Why do these jokes seem familiar? Where did you hear them?

While savoring, Lu Ping, who had not spoken next to Zimu, suddenly stood up.

"I'll eat it." Lu Ping said.

"Hey? I haven't eaten yet!" Zimu spent all his time showing off. At this time, he looked at Lu Ping who was about to get up and was a little busy.

"You eat slowly." Lu Ping said.

"Don't, I'll be with you." Zimu was determined. Although he enjoyed the feeling of the stars, if Lu Ping was not on the side, Zimu would suddenly feel a bit like a sheep entering the mouth of a tiger.

"I'm sorry, everyone, tomorrow, continue tomorrow." Zimu grabbed a steamed bun and said smilingly to the crowd around him.

The students who came from Dongdu suddenly realized this moment. Isn’t this kid like the storytelling in Tianqiao? The jokes about Sun Yingsheng that I just told were also circulated in Dongdu?

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