Guo Zhengze trembled and pushed open the wooden door again, his eyes looked to the ground, Guo Ming was lying on the ground, as if he was not breathing, and could only conclude that he was not breathing from his chest slightly.
Blood slid down the corners of his mouth, so piercing scarlet.
This time, there was no body protector Zhenyuan to stop him, Guo Zhengze picked up his son in pain and shouted softly: "Ming'er, Ming'er." ” Guo Ming didn't respond, his eyes still closed, his long flowing hair messy, mixed with dust and blood spots.
It was only at this time that Guo Zhengze realized that his son was a little different from before, and he hadn't seen him for a day, why did his appearance change so much called again, but Guo Ming still didn't respond.
Guo Zhengze set up the futon and then put Guo Ming on it.
What to do next, Yu Xia asked.
Guo Zhengze is also a fog, he has never used this kind of thing, how to know how to use it According to his thoughts, as long as Guo Ming is put on it, it should be useful, but he obviously overestimated the wonderful use of this thing.
The two True Yuan in his body launched a charge again, and the instantaneous impact made Guo Ming's whole body spasm, and the blood coughed out unfatally.
Yu Xia and the two looked at each other, and when they were about to do something, the quaint Buddhist futon suddenly burst out with dazzling golden light.
Countless Buddhist Dharma seals appeared around Guo Ming, and then swirled around Guo Ming.
Among them, there are some Buddhist golden lotuses, dazzling and colorful.
The sound of Buddhist scripture recitation resounded in this small room.
The grandeur, inclusiveness, and mysterious atmosphere of Buddhism also affected the two, and the two couldn't help but let go of their anxious mentality and retreated.
The two breaths of the charge and battle in Guo Ming's body gradually calmed down, if it was said that they were afraid of the breath of Buddhism, it was not that they had to temporarily put down the fight under the oppression of the breath of Buddhism.
The competition between the two has consumed too much energy and true yuan, and now the true yuan of Buddhism has asked them to stop making peace, although they are unwilling to deal with the true yuan of Buddhism, but they do not dare to attack easily, otherwise they will force this true yuan to help their opponents, I am afraid that their situation will not be good.
Buddhism has the Vajra Immortal Body Golden Body Method, and the defense of the physical body is similar to that of the Demon Gate.
The quaint futon quietly emitted the light of Dao Xiarui, moistening Guo Ming's damaged body like rain turning everything.
Guo Ming gradually regained a trace of consciousness, barely opened his eyes, and the vast Buddhist mantra sounded in his ears.
Guo Ming was surprised at first, and wondered why there was such a treasure at home.
Fortunately, this Buddhist treasure was very useful to him, he didn't think about it for the time being, closed his eyes and let this power repair his damaged body.
As time passed slowly, Guo Ming's body was rapidly recovering.
The meridians were restored, and to Guo Ming's surprise, the tendons and veins were even thicker than before, at least several times wider.
The internal organs returned to their positions, Guo Ming looked inward, and found that his meridians had a faint golden color for some reason, and his mind probed it, only to find that there was a hidden breath of Buddhism in it.
A week later, Guo Ming sat cross-legged on the Buddhist futon, pinching the Fa in his hand, and began to resume cultivation.
A few days later, the entire Linze County ushered in the most important high school entrance examination of every year, and the county magistrate made instructions that all departments in the county should fully cooperate with the high school entrance examination.
On the street, police cars drove along.
Countless parents even send their children to the examination room in person, although they understand that it is of no use to their children, but they still hope that they can do more for their children and strive for their children to get a good score in the exam.
All this is far away from Guo Zhengze's house, Guo Ming's guaranteed student quota has been decided, all he has to do is wait, wait until the school starts on September 1st, and he doesn't care about anything else.
Yu Xia gently pushed open the door, saw that Guo Ming was still seated, and after a few glances, she gently retreated.
After my son recovered from his injury, he sat on the futon and went into retreat, which has been more than ten days, without sleep or food.
Although he understands that a cultivator can open the valley after reaching a certain realm, how can a mother not worry about her children, she always cooks a meal every day, hoping that Guo Ming will wake up and ask him to eat.
But for nearly half a month, Guo Ming still hasn't woken up.
It's really fast, Ming'er should be 16 years old today.
Time flies, and I still stay in the era of Ming'er's childhood.
In the blink of an eye, Ming'er had become an adult, and she naturally understood the meaning of the cultivators, who were a group of strong people who defended the sky.
From the day they set foot on Xiuzhen, they were destined to be extraordinary.
She sees Guo Ming's recent changes, Ming'er is much more sensible than before, and she is proud to have such a son.
She believes that as long as he wants him to achieve world-renowned pride, but Guo Ming is not destined to be a person of all living beings, he does not belong to the human world, he has his own way to go, and the only one who can accompany him in the future is himself.
He will grow old and lose his face, but he won't, and if he can, he will even live forever.
Immortality is naturally a good thing, but who can understand their sorrow, watching their loved ones leave them, but they can't do anything about it.
They can change the heavens and the earth, but they can't change the laws of the heavens and the earth.
Everything has its own reason for survival.
They can keep them alive, but they can't keep them with them for the rest of their lives.
Human beings' own constitution does not allow it, and neither do the laws of heaven and earth.
Loneliness is the biggest enemy of cultivators, they can resist the terrifying catastrophe, but many strong people can't stand loneliness, and eventually fall into the dust of history.
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On the day of July 15th, Linze County will always remember a name, Zhu Rui.
He was an ordinary student in a middle school, and no one expected him to get a terrifying high score of 720.
He broke this record in Linze County's top list.
In contrast, Shui Mengyao's identity as a 712 leader was overshadowed by the other party's light.
When Shui Mengyao saw this achievement, she stood on the spot, she never thought that she would lose at the hands of a person who had no name.
If it was Zhang Zihan, of course, he left for some reason, or Chen Ziyu, she wouldn't be surprised, but she couldn't help but feel uncomfortable in her heart when she was overtaken by a dark horse.
I don't know that an idea suddenly popped up in her heart, if Guo Ming also took the high school entrance examination, maybe he could fight with the other party, but unfortunately the other party was not there.
Teacher Li didn't know why he forgot something, he didn't tell his classmates the news of Guo Ming's survival, and Guo Ming went home in the middle of the night, and there were very few people who knew that he had survived, so a misunderstanding was caused.
September 1st, the first day of school for all students.
Yu Xia and Guo Zhengze glanced at Guo Ming, who was still cultivating, and then retreated.
Sighing softly, Yu Xia said softly: "Zhengzheng, what do you say Ming'er is in this state, God knows when he will wake up" Guo Zhengze opened it upside down, and said with a smile: "Xia'er, don't worry about this, I'll go to school later, tell the principal, and give Guo Ming a suspension, well, for a year first." ” "But what if Ming'er hasn't woken up for a year, it's said that there is no time to cultivate, this is true, more than two months have passed, Ming'er is still cultivating, it's unbelievable."
"Hehe, Xia'er, do you think our son needs to study, he wanted to go to school before, just to give us a comfort, but since we know his identity, of course we have to think about him.
Even if he doesn't get on, where can his son's skills be broken Guo Zhengze said with a free smile, I really didn't expect that my Lao Tzu envied the study of immortals all his life, but he probably didn't expect that his grandson was a man among immortals
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