The puppets' stage play

Chapter 415 Hardworking Person

"Have you heard that the guy called Gun Demon was nailed to the wall? If a teacher hadn't sensed something was wrong, he would have been hanging there for who knows how long."

"There is such a thing...who did it?"

"It seems to be a person named Yang Zizai."

There were whispers behind him, but Qi Xiu remained unmoved, still staring at the thing in front of him with all his concentration.

The whole body seemed to be smeared with mud paint, and the appearance was as smooth as a mirror. A clay doll with a roughly human shape was standing quietly in front of him at this moment.

The pale white mark flickers slightly on the face, with no charm and no real face facing here.

There was no doubt that it was a face full of deathly energy.

Qi Xiu thought to himself, and then he erased this thought from his mind, his pupils trembled slightly, and an unusually strong light appeared in his eyes, like the light of day.

He calmed down, put all the effort he had spent on daily grinding, grabbed the somewhat ethereal aura, and pushed it deep into his body.

'Ideology' roared inside the body, carrying the strength accumulated in daily life. Deep in the bones, on the meridians, on the flesh and blood, no matter where they were, they all responded to this call at the same time.

Point after point of light gathered in an unknown place, just like a matchmaking bridge, intertwined with each other according to a specific law, with the idea above it, as a leader, completing the condensation here.

The figure with black limbs and an appearance like a tabby cat roared low and launched an attack towards the invisible darkness in the distance.

In the outside world, he slowly raised his hand, as if he felt heavy. His face was twitching, but he still stretched forward steadily and firmly.

pat.

The palm of his hand gently pressed on the clay doll's head.

"Inject," he muttered.

At this moment, the originally black clay doll's body swayed, and it could vaguely see a sliver of light. However, compared with the overwhelming "blackness", this light seemed too weak, as if it did not exist.

There was a faint bloodshot feeling in Qi Xiu's eyes. He gritted his teeth, and there was redness between his gums. The flesh on his face was twitching, and his body was shaking, as if something was being taken away. There was an inexplicable emptiness in his heart. feel.

He did not give up, and continued to maintain his current movements, watching the brilliance that was originally at the bottom of the clay doll gradually rise, becoming a hot red color covering the bottom, and stopped at the 'waist' position.

"..." He looked at the boundary, which had hardly changed much from yesterday. His body felt weak for a moment, and the light suddenly faded, and the clay doll in front of him returned to its original form. The way it looked before.

Inexplicably, there seemed to be a sigh coming from somewhere.

He shook his head and continued his previous actions. Maintaining that state was also a kind of practice.

And at a certain distance away from him, there were people doing the same action. Some were grinning, and some were livid. People were focusing on the 'clay doll' in front of them, showing various postures.

However, compared to Qi Xiu's appearance, they looked a lot more "wanton". There were many people gathered together, chatting and laughing while practicing, discussing the recent anecdotes.

Those who stay focused...are few and far between.

As if from the distant horizon, a voice suddenly sounded. No, in fact, it seemed as if it had never left. The calm tone intervened without disturbing everyone.

"The so-called mind body is essentially just a habitual description. It is just an artificial way to break up the power that was finally condensed and sublimated, and use almost fallacious words and phrases to distinguish the differences."

"Strength should be mellow and unified, regardless of each other. I have told you this countless times."

"Of course, it is easy to know but difficult to practice. I also know that you still need to use those little skills and some 'help' to get yourself used to that kind of operation."

"I understand it very well. As long as you complete your daily tasks step by step, you can experience the process of gradually becoming stronger. That is undoubtedly one of the great pleasures in life."

Calder stopped moving and looked at the students who were still immersed in practice and those whose expressions changed slightly.

His face suddenly turned cold, and cold words came out the next moment.

"However, that is wrong. I can tell you for sure that even if you continue to work in the wrong direction, you will never reach the final goal."

As soon as those cold words came out, the people present froze and looked at the teacher in front of them with dull expressions.

"Perhaps there are some mistakes in my description, which caused you to mistakenly understand that the mind, body, and body are different things. Look at you, even now, the power is still 'dispersed', and it only condenses briefly at the moment of invocation. "

"It's my fault too. I didn't point out this problem directly and let you take chances."

Kalder shook his head, and then his sharp eyes looked this way.

"Three years have almost passed. Tell me, have you gained anything? Is it that the so-called aura is stronger, or is the aura more real, or is it enough to defeat my past self?"

"Compared to the past, have you really made any progress?" Calder sneered, and then answered himself, "No, not really. You probably won't understand what you did wrong until you are expelled from school."

"You have obviously put in your efforts, but the gap with others is getting wider and wider. Even later, when you have some enlightenment, you still have to suppress that thinking."

Kalder raised his arm and formed a fist in the air. His face was cold and his arm shook in the air.

boom!

Everyone's eyes trembled, and a series of air explosions sounded. It was a more powerful sound than the sounds they made during usual drills. Even if they were just looking at the opponent's performance, a trace of longing could not help but appear in their eyes.

Snapped.

Snapped.

Snapped.

The gas explosions continued to sound, and Calder's expression became more and more angry.

"Is this kind of 'power' that acts on the outside something that is so necessary to pursue? You just blindly pursue stronger damage without thinking about the internal connection. Have you really thought about what you are here for? "

Calder suddenly became silent. He sighed softly, dropped his fist, and released it silently.

"...I don't quite understand why you gave up at the beginning. I thought there was something wrong with my education, so I thought about it over and over again and only dared to watch you from a distance."

"So, I did not forcefully correct you, because it was a natural behavior and did not require the intervention of others. Once interference is made, it is a mistake."

"Unfortunately, you have gone too far and even entered the wrong path."

Kalder let out a long sigh, with a rare sadness in his eyes.

"Why did you give up beforehand?"

Facing that extremely sincere gaze, everyone present couldn't help but look away. Their hearts were filled with bitterness but also some relief, but in any case, this was the decision they made themselves.

Everyone present understood that unlike those geniuses who have already qualified and entered the next stage, they may still have some talent in the outside world, but this talent is not enough to support them going forward.

After a short try, they became more rational and decided that instead of trying in vain, it would be better to focus on recording the practice process, which could at least be used to educate future generations.

Of course, most people just started to communicate with each other as if they were in the outside world.

"...Forget it, as your teacher, I will accompany you until the end. However, I tell you frankly that if this continues, you will be fired."

Kalder glanced at someone with a blank expression, shook his head in his heart, turned around and left.

After Calder left, everyone suddenly became lively. They chatted with each other and ignored the few figures who were still practicing. Now, they only need to focus on this course, and other public courses have been temporarily suspended.

Therefore, they just stay here, waiting for the entertainment activities after class. As for cultivation, their eyes are contemptuous, who would bother with that hard work.

Everyone was laughing and joking, but from time to time they would cast their gaze on someone, their eyes would tremble, and then they would continue talking as usual with a smile on their face.

Tick.

Beads of sweat rolled to the ground.

Qi Xiu remained unmoved, his gaze remained firm and he ignored the 'noise'. Even if the other 'practitioners' were swaying in their minds and showing hesitation on their faces, his expression remained unchanged.

again and again.

The faded light gradually rose and then fell, like a person climbing the same ladder over and over again.

He looked forward, straight ahead.

"What's the use of that? Instead of trying in vain, it's better to enjoy it now. With our qualifications, as long as we leave here and use some resources to improve ourselves, we can still become stronger without any effort."

"That's right, I heard that the Academy of Science has recently made a breakthrough in technology. Maybe we can easily reach the sixth level by eating and drinking. By then, won't we be stronger than those guys who look down on others?!"

".........yes."

Some people agreed, some were silent, and people gathered around this topic with a look of excitement on their faces.

After a while, the conversation stopped temporarily, and some people looked aside. A certain person still maintained the same action, as if it had never changed, and his heart suddenly trembled.

"...I'd better try my best. Sorry, let's talk next time."

"Me too, I sometimes want to do useless work."

At first, some people on the fringe left, then the people in the middle, and then, when the leader found the topic again, they were shocked to find that only a few of them were left.

When they looked around, everyone looked serious, as if they were practicing for the first time, focused and hard-working.

"What's this..." the gray-eyed boy whispered, with a trace of unwillingness in his eyes, "Damn it, just like I am bewitching you, even though I am also..."

Several people looked at each other, gave up on the insignificant topic, and returned to their original positions, immersed in it as they did for the first time, with a hint of unwillingness to admit defeat flashing in their eyes.

Kalder secretly peeped, and when he saw this, he couldn't help but nodded slightly. Then, he looked at the figure that had never changed from beginning to end, and he couldn't help but sigh.

He recognized that person and he was a very hard-working guy. Unfortunately, he was never able to meet the conditions.

From his perspective, this person is a typical person who has more than enough hard work but not enough talent.

However, when he looked intently, he actually had some doubts.

For example, the spiritual touch is no less superior, but the mind is extremely slow in other aspects. Logically speaking, the two should be consistent, but in the end there was such a degree of deviation.

This made him a little confused and suspicious.

Because teachers like them were not allowed to pry into the students' origins, he could only speculate. Maybe it was due to some incompatibility between the body and the mind, which ultimately led to him being stuck at that level.

Only in this way can we explain why this hard-working guy has been unable to succeed.

He sighed and turned away.

Indoors, Qi Xiu continued his 'struggle' with the clay doll.

Even if he failed to succeed, his eyes never dimmed at all. The power formed by the intertwining of thoughts and heart flowed out through his body, trying to 'dye' the clay doll in front of him.

Bit by bit.

From the soles of the feet to the legs, then to the waistline, repeat in a cycle.

He stared hard at that limit. No matter how many times he performed it, he was always in the middle without moving even an inch.

There were vague sounds of sighs coming from all around.

He suddenly remembered the faces of those qualified candidates. They were high-spirited and confident. It only took less than a year for them to leave in the enviable eyes of everyone.

Since then, he has never seen those people again.

After that, people started to leave one after another, but he always stayed here, and that boundary never wavered from a certain moment on.

A 'vivid' memory came up.

"I'm done." The black-haired boy was the first to announce his achievement with a cold and arrogant attitude.

Qi Xiu and others couldn't help but look over there. In front of them, there was a jade doll that was dark but crystal clear. There were even black clouds filling the top of it.

Calder's eyes showed admiration and he looked this way.

"Yes, although the system construction is not perfect yet, there is no doubt that you are indeed qualified. Then you can polish it a bit and then move on to the next process."

Leo nodded slightly arrogantly. Then, he glanced at the scene, put away his gaze, turned around and continued to sit upright, closed his eyes, and continued to build his own 'physique'.

"Generally speaking, as long as you can reach the stage of dyeing, you are considered qualified. As for that kind of vision, you don't need to pursue it, it just looks better."

Kalder turned his head and explained to everyone.

Qi Xiu and the others nodded, but they understood in their hearts that Kalder was just comforting themselves and the others. That kind of extraordinary vision was clearly the manifestation of the overflowing "heart".

He no longer thought about it, but continued to look at the dark clay doll in front of him.

After all, he had already experienced the experience of being thrown away, and it was the same in the past school. At that time, he could claim to be the weakest person here without hesitation.

Now, he let out a breath, he was probably not the weakest, but he wasn't the strongest either.

There was still some progress, he thought.

"continue."

So he started working hard again.