Yesterday, I received support from many classmates, comrades, and friends. Thank you! I cannot thank you enough for a great favor! I can only repay my good friends by persevering!
52,transmission
When Grandpa Ruan mentioned asking gods, Aunt Ruan looked disdainful. "Dad, you are superstitious. There is no need. Just post Spring Festival couplets."
"Listen to Dad, I'll go and invite you tomorrow. I understand, Dad, don't worry about this!" Song Jizhe knew his father-in-law was worried and couldn't make any more mistakes in the last two days.
Following the principal's instructions, Cheng Yu sent Grandpa Ruan back to the concierge and returned to the empty dormitory.
He released his spiritual consciousness and tried to contact his ancestor Cheng Gong, but he was not at the Cheng Gong Temple.
Mother had already gone to bed early, and several new pieces of furniture had been purchased at home. It seemed that the bank card had worked, and Cheng Yu felt a lot more at ease.
Lying on the bed, trying to nourish the muscles and bones with the Nine Yang War Qi, five groups of fiery air currents appear in the body. These five Nine Yang War Qi are more abundant than before.
The fighting spirit surges through the limbs and bones, and the whole body feels extremely comfortable. It seems that the Nine Yang Bone Forging Technique has reached the fifth level.
After a night of rest, Cheng Yu got up and went directly to the principal's house to start his holiday life.
During the day, they stayed in Senior Sister Tianjiao's room and reviewed their homework together.
This Senior Sister Tianjiao, as the principal said, gets a headache whenever she studies. She can name 80% of the 108 generals in Water Margin, but she cannot name the author of this book.
After studying in the morning, she forgot everything in the afternoon. Song Tianjiao was so angry that she slapped herself on the head and said, "I told you to forget! I told you to forget!"
"What should I do, junior brother? My dad wants me to take the exam for Taixi No. 5 Middle School. It is the most powerful middle school in the entire Taixi region. I'm afraid I won't be able to pass the exam! Alas!" At the end of the day, I was exhausted after a day of training.
The work is even more tiring.
"Senior sister, learning requires patience. Take your time and you will always find a way." Seeing that senior sister was not energetic, Cheng Yu also felt a little distressed, "otherwise, let's go out and practice two moves."
"Let's go!" Song Tianjiao jumped five feet high and was instantly revived.
The two came to the playground to stretch their muscles and share some martial arts experience.
Cheng Yu knew in his heart that Senior Sister Tianjiao was currently a senior martial artist. It would be easy to break through to the top martial arts master, but to break through to the Grand Master level, one needed to understand, that is, rational understanding. With Senior Sister's character that doesn't like to use brains, I'm afraid it would take a lot of trouble.
In the evening, Cheng Yu returned to the dormitory early and continued to communicate with Cheng Yaojin, and he succeeded.
"Ancestor, how is my mother? Is she okay?" Cheng Yu first asked about her mother's condition.
"Don't worry, Cheng Yu, your mother is fine, don't worry." Cheng Gong comforted him and continued: "I attended a party yesterday and asked people about my old brother Luo Cheng. Some people said that he had sensed something in Ming River.
His breath."
"Is there any more specific news? I'm still looking for him." Cheng Yu's heart lit up.
Cheng Gong thought for a moment and said, "Well, I have an idea, maybe I can help you. My second brother Qin Shubao is Luo Cheng's cousin."
"Tomorrow, New Year's Eve, you try to communicate with him. He is the door god. He visits thousands of homes and enters tens of thousands of households. He knows more than me."
"No more words, I have to be busy again. During the Spring Festival, mortals are busy, gods are also busy, alas!" Cheng Gong sighed and gradually disappeared.
This Cheng Yu is progressing so fast that I can't be of much help. Thinking of this, Cheng Gong is inevitably disappointed.
Door God! Mentioning the door god, Cheng Yu thought of Principal Song’s house. They will also invite a door god this year. I don’t know if they will come back.
His consciousness shifted to the Song family. Song Tianjiao was sitting in her room, thinking about something on her mind.
"Senior sister! Senior sister!" Cheng Yu tried to communicate.
"Cheng Yu! Is that you? Where are you talking?" Song Tianjiao's expression perked up and she asked.
"Senior sister, it's me, has your door god been invited?"
"My dad has invited you back, but it hasn't been posted on the door yet. Why do you ask this question?"
Knowing the answer, Cheng Yu withdrew his consciousness and did not answer the senior sister's question.
"Is this an illusion?" Song Tianjiao said to herself, "But I clearly heard his voice!"
"It's not like I heard this voice with my ears! Could it be that I'm thinking of him in my heart."
What happened today? I couldn't see him for a moment, and I couldn't help but lose my mind. This is me. Thinking of this, Song Tianjiao blushed.
On New Year's Eve, Cheng Yu came to the Song family early. What was strange to him was that when he heard a knock on the door, it was senior sister Song Tianjiao who came to open the door. Moreover, after knocking twice, the door opened, as if
Deliberately waiting at the door.
"Senior sister, what's wrong with your face? Why do you look so haggard?"
"It's okay, I didn't sleep well last night." Song Tianjiao covered her mouth and yawned, thinking, it's not you who caused the trouble.
"Cheng Yu is here! Sit down first, we'll have dinner in a while." Aunt Ruan came out of the kitchen and said hello, then went back in to get busy.
"Auntie, let me help you." Cheng Yu said and was about to enter the kitchen.
"Junior brother, come to my room. I have something to ask you." Song Tianjiao hurriedly pulled Cheng Yu towards her room.
"Where is Principal Song? Isn't he at home?"
"My dad went to Luoxia Valley to deliver New Year's goods. He said he still had things to do."
"Senior Sister, you don't look right, are you sick?" When he came to Senior Sister's room, Cheng Yu stretched out his hand and put it on Senior Sister's forehead, absorbing the Jiuyang War Qi.
So comfortable, Song Tianjiao felt a stream of grasping flow coming from her forehead and quickly spreading to her whole body, like a spring breeze or a hot spring bath.
The effects of the Nine-Yang War Qi on musculoskeletal warming can be seen immediately. Now that Cheng Yu is at the fifth level of the Nine-Yang War Qi, his body has abundant Yang Qi and an endless supply.
After a moment, Song Tianjiao's expression returned to normal.
"How do you feel, senior sister?" Cheng Yu took his hand back.
"Well! It's much better, but I didn't sleep well last night. Don't worry, I have something to ask you."
"Last night, did you ask me about the door god?" Song Tianjiao stared at Cheng Yu closely, confirming his suspicion, "Or did you dream about asking this?"
"Yes, I really asked, I wasn't dreaming." Song Tianjiao looked surprised. She didn't see her junior brother speak, and there was no sound in the room, but she actually heard Cheng Yu's answer.
"This is?"
"Sound transmission!" This time Cheng Yu opened his mouth and revealed the secret.
The face-to-face audio communication also allowed Cheng Yu to confirm the fact that only two people could hear it, and this communication was silent.
"Hehe, this is fun, hurry up and teach me, sister teacher." Song Tianjiao laughed out loud.
"That's exactly what I meant, senior sister." Before senior sister could speak, Cheng Yu continued to express her thoughts, "This kind of communication is done with the heart and cannot rely on voice."
"Two kinds of power are needed, one is the perception of spiritual consciousness, and the other is the destructive power of thoughts."
"Now you do as I say." Cheng Yu said as he found a collection of elementary school idioms from the desk.
Song Tianjiao saw that Cheng Yu was speaking seriously, so she calmed down, listened carefully, and understood carefully.
"Read the idioms here carefully and don't make any sound." He handed the book to the senior sister's hands.
"When you read it, you still have to think about sending this information to me. This is the power of your thoughts."
"Perhaps, the power of your thoughts is zero now, but don't give up, try to use it as much as possible, and you will slowly feel this power."
"When you read with your heart, I use the power of my spiritual consciousness to actively perceive the content you read in your heart."
"Let's play an idiom solitaire game. You read an idiom, I perceive it, and then I pick up an idiom, and the sound is transmitted to you, and you pick it up again."
"let's start!"
Song Tianjiao opened the idiom collection, looked at Cheng Yu, and started reading attentively.
Cheng Yu also tried his best to let go of his spiritual consciousness, and the power of his spiritual consciousness in the realm of god transformation was already very powerful.
"With one heart and one mind." Cheng Yu looked happy. He felt it, but it was very subtle. If he was distracted, he couldn't catch it. He continued: "He is high-spirited."
Song Tianjiao gave Cheng Yu a thumbs up, smiled and nodded, and quickly searched the book for idioms that started with the prefix "hair".
"Work hard!" Reading this idiom in his heart, Song Tianjiao tried to increase the power of destruction. Cheng Yu sensed the strengthening of the message and nodded, "It is difficult to force others!"
Song Tianjiao nodded again. She looked for idioms starting with difficult words. Her Chinese foundation was too poor.
"It's hard to separate and leave!" "Who else can you leave me with?" "Who is right and who is wrong!" "Not relatives, not friends!" "It's hard to leave the homeland!" "Weird!" "Weird sounds!" "We have the same smell!
"...The two of them talked faster and faster, and soon formed a tacit understanding. In the end, they laughed happily, hahahaha.
This is the joy of success, the joy of spiritual connection.
"Why are you laughing? You are so happy, dinner is ready!" Aunt Ruan's voice came in.
"Let's go and eat. I'm so happy today." Song Tianjiao naturally took Cheng Yu's hand.
After breakfast, the two of them stayed in the room again, playing idiom solitaire.
"I sensed the power of thoughts!" Finally, Song Tianjiao broke through the power of thoughts from scratch.
Later, Cheng Yu no longer relied on spiritual perception, but could also receive the message from Song Tianjiao. Although it was weak, he still successfully took the first step.
"Senior sister, I have a way to help you improve your spiritual consciousness, and you will know about it in the future."
"Really, will I have special powers in the future?"
"Yeah!" Cheng Yu nodded affirmatively.
In the evening, Song Jizhe came back and parked the car in the yard.
"Hello, principal!" Cheng Yu opened the door and greeted him respectfully.