Chapter 820
what happened?
Chang Yansong didn't know what to say.

To be specific, he is now in a kind of fright and anger, not to mention thinking, for a while, he can't even speak.

The old man who jumped into the pavilion was Chang Yansong's grandfather, Chang Zhenhe. The old man looked at his grandson, then pulled the notebook in his hand and looked down.

After a quick glance, the old man retrieved the front page from the back, and looked at the beginning of the storybook.

He just glanced at it hastily.

But just glanced at it, and the gaze that was eager to look down seemed to be stuck by gum, and he couldn't get rid of it.

He also has no intention of throwing it away.

So, the old man who had just swooped into the pavilion stood there like this, flipping through the scriptures, causing the whole pavilion inside and outside to fall into a kind of quiet eerie.

Unknowingly, the old man clenched the hand holding the scripture.

Like his grandson, his fingers were clenched so tightly that they turned white, even trembling imperceptibly.

Although imperceptible, it is still noticeable.

Because there are quite a few people gathered outside the pavilion at this moment, who are so close at hand, it is difficult to hide any sound or movement from their eyes.

What's more, Chang Zhenhe's movement is not small at all.

Even his breathing became heavy!
This made some people outside the pavilion feel terrified. ——What is it that can make a person of the lower rank lose his composure so much?
The story continues from what Chang Yansong saw:
Among the top ten in the ethnology assessment, Leng Qingyun ranked fourth, missing the top three by two points.

After school, the children left one after another, and Leng Qingyun was left behind by his husband.

"Sir?" Came in front of Mr., Leng Qingyun said softly after saluting respectfully.

"Why, ranked fourth, in a bad mood?" Mr. Xiao said with a smile.

Without waiting for Leng Qingyun to answer, he restrained his smile and said lightly: "In the paperwork, there is a question that all the children answered wrongly, and you are the only one who got it right. In the paperwork, there are also several questions. Most of the children Neither, you will."

"On the contrary, in the two volumes of Wenshu, almost all children know the questions, and you have answered a few wrong ones."

"Don't talk about these, just talk about poetry, which is what you are best at in normal times, but this time, you simply left a question blank and didn't answer it."

Mr. said lightly and slowly.

Leng Qingyun lowered his head like a child who has done something wrong.

"I know you're a little cautious, kid, but actually... there's no need." After a pause, the husband continued.

Leng Qingyun raised his head abruptly.

"Why, when your husband is an idiot, he can't even see your little tricks?" The husband smiled, and then shook his head, "I know you don't fit in well in ethnology. Indeed, there are a few children who don't like you Friendly, but more kids, no?"

Leng Qingyun opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but didn't say it.

The master reached out and patted his shoulder, and then said: "Son, you are sensible, but you also underestimate the Ye family."

"That's all, it's over."

"Qingyun, your surname is cold, but I don't want your temperament to be cold too."

"The avenue is already icy. If those of us who walk on the road are also icy, how can we go on this long journey?"

"Son, don't think too much, relax and laugh."

"Come on, let me have a look."

Leng Qingyun had mixed feelings in his heart.

All his thoughts, all his small thoughts, are seen through by Mr.

Mr. has the seriousness of a father, the kindness of a mother, and the insight and openness of a sage. Just like the sky and the earth, people admire and look up to, but they are still by their side.

Forever contain you.

Even if you have nothing, even if you have nothing, I will not abandon you.

Leng Qingyun didn't smile.

Under the agitation of emotions, he hugged his husband and cried bitterly.

It's as if I want to cry out all the things that are accumulated in my heart from tears, and cry clean.

"That's right, young people, if you don't cry, don't laugh, don't run, jump, don't rush, what kind of boy are you? A boy should be like fire, walk like the wind, sit down, but can be like a rock on the ground." , like a cloud in the sky."

"Sir, I understand." After crying heartily, Leng Qingyun took two steps back, wiping his face embarrassedly,
He was even more embarrassed when he saw the lapel of his clothes wet with his tears in front of his husband.

"Qingyun, you are a good boy."

"Sir, I have two words for you today."

"Tian Xingjian, practitioners should strive for self-improvement. This is the first sentence."

"In fact, you have already done this sentence, so you don't need to say it again. I hope you can understand more about the next sentence."

"The terrain is wide, and the cultivator carries things with virtue."

Leng Qingyun silently memorized what her husband said, not even thinking about a word and daring to miss it.

After saying these words, the master said again: "This assessment, you should be the first."

"Although the fourth place in the result cannot be changed, but if you missed it, the rewards that should be given to the top three, sir, I will decide, and I will give you a share."

"Come with me!"

The master said, and then Leng Qingyun was shocked to find out that after just one sentence, they were no longer in the school, but came to an unknown place.

It's like a hillside.

In front of them is a big tree, and around them are also trees, but they are not too dense, and the sunlight can easily pour down from above in large areas.

"Qingyun, watch it!"

At this moment, the gentleman stretched out his finger, and Ling Xu Weishi lightly tapped the position between Leng Qingyun's eyebrows.

boom!
Like a thunder, it exploded in Leng Qingyun's mind.

For a moment, it seemed that the world was spinning, but in the next moment, all the spinning stopped, and what Leng Qingyun felt was sobriety and clarity that he had never felt before.

But when he calmed down and looked at it, his face turned pale all of a sudden.

The whole world has changed.

The surroundings, which were originally empty, were filled with faint fog-like things.

And in the nearest place, all these fogs are gathered in one direction, as if there is a vortex there, like a vortex of water, which sucks all the fog.

Leng Qingyun looked, but it was the big tree in front of him.

But when his eyes focused on the big tree, Leng Qingyun suddenly screamed.

This big tree, which was no different from other trees beside it before, now, in his field of vision, showed a transparent water color from top to bottom.

The root part is transparent.

The trunk part is transparent.

The branch part is transparent.

And those thousands of leaves, while being transparent, bloom with colorful rays of light, which are more dazzling than the morning glow and more gorgeous than the sunset glow.

That is the bright beauty that Leng Qingyun has never seen in his life.

Even, at this moment, in Leng Qingyun's eyes, even the ground where the root system of this big tree is seems to be transparent. This big tree seems to be planted not on the ground, but in the colorful clouds, in the void.

"This, this, sir, this is..." Leng Qingyun was dumbfounded.

No matter how calm he was in the past, like a little adult, but after all, he is still just a teenager.

And at this moment, this young man seemed to be in a dream.

But even if it is a dream, such a scene has never appeared before!
That is impossible to dream of!
"This is the Tongtian tree." The gentleman said lightly, "8000 years ago, another person and I planted it together."

"Would you like to know what Condensed Qi Powder is?"

"Would you like to know how Condensed Qi Scatter came from?"

(End of this chapter)

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