Xia Xiao carried Ah Zhu back to the Little White House, took off her shoes with great skill, and applied ointment to her bloody soles. Ah Zhu gritted her teeth in pain and itchiness, unable to move, and Xia Xiao changed the subject to make her feel better. She had been working hard these days.

“How many times has this happened?”

Ah Zhu thought for a long time and replied:

"This is the sixth time."

"Will you go again next time?"

"Yes! Of course! I won't give up until I know my own life experience."

Ah Zhu's fighting spirit seemed to never die out, a light that was more eternal than the sun. Gradually, she became the type who would become more courageous after repeated defeats. Xia Xiao smiled and naturally would not say discouraging words. She put down her right foot, began to clean her left sole, and applied medicine to it.

"Okay~ I'll accompany you, but we have to think about whether there is any other way."

"It's something to think about."

Ah Zhu was very serious. They had reached the end of the road six times. At the beginning, they fled in panic, but they were beaten to a pulp by lightning. The third time, they were very bold and tried to break the glacier, but Xia Xiao could not do anything with all his strength, and he was baptized by lightning again.

Every failure brought a painful lesson. Although Xia Xiao and Azhu thought about it many times and summarized every time, at the end of the road, everything happened so quickly that they had no time to react. They were lucky to be able to act according to the plan. Therefore, there was the fourth attempt to break the ice again, the fifth attempt to break through the black cloud, and the sixth attempt in vain.

It was obviously not going to work if they continued like this. Although they didn't know how Senior Zhong Wanli rolled down from the top of the mountain, their situation became more and more difficult. At first, they thought the academy was testing their patience, and they were particularly determined in their determination in the face of thunder and lightning, but they ended up in a mess every time.

Later, Xia Xiao felt that the academy would not give him such a simple question, especially for such an important matter as climbing to the top of the mountain, so he fell into endless contemplation. Because Ah Zhu was unable to move, he slept in Xia Xiao's bed, but he kept looking out the window, staring at the direction of the top of the mountain in a daze.

Whether he was going to get food or doing anything else, Xia Xiao would often look in that direction, hoping to come up with some ideas.

Azhu was always in high spirits for every meal. After eating, he would sit by the window. Xia Xiao, on the other hand, would sit on a mat in the living room, propping his head on the low windowsill, looking at the top of the mountain as if he was also looking at the sky.

The top of the mountain seemed to be in the clouds. After all, it was called Tongtian Peak, so it was not surprising. But which one was higher, the top of the mountain or the clouds? Xia Xiao suddenly thought of this question.

There are nine different heavens in the sky. No matter how high the mountain is, it will not be as high as the clouds. But how can he break through the clouds and reach the top of the mountain? This question has troubled him for a long time, and he has been unable to find the answer, which makes him upset. The clouds that look like cotton candy at this time will only be discovered when you go under them.

Xia Xiao was ready to ask for help from Senior Dimuli, but halfway through, he realized that he didn't support him and Azhu in climbing the mountain, so he turned back. But after going around in circles, he went to several alleys that he hadn't been to for a long time and met someone he hadn't seen for a long, long time.

Under the propped-up window, there was an exquisite porcelain doll, covered with a blood-like soul light under the glow of the setting sun, and suddenly it had a spirit. Xia Xiao looked at it, and his original love turned into a fear of approaching. It seemed that each porcelain doll was bound by a living soul. But the old man by the window was still so kind, just like when Xia Xiao first met.

The first time I saw this toothless old man was when we were just on the mountainside. It was snowing and he was holding an umbrella. It was such a sweet scene. At that time... Shu Shuang was still there.

Time passes, things change, it's normal in the Great Wilderness. But this senior seemed unrestrained, still grinning at Xia Xiao with his missing teeth, as if he had just been here yesterday and was passing by again.

"Senior, long time no see."

Xia Xiao suddenly felt relaxed and walked to the window, wanting to chat with his senior. The senior did not refuse, and while putting away his porcelain doll, he smiled and said:

"It's been a while since we last met. How are you and your girlfriend doing?"

Xia Xiao didn't know whether the senior was not well-informed or whether he had locked himself up here all day, thinking only about climbing the mountain day and night and not hearing about the world's affairs, so he replied:

"Everything is fine, thank you for your concern."

"It's common for old guys to care about the young ones. It's because of you young guys that the academy is so vibrant and will never fade away."

The old man continued to smile and asked:

"What have you been busy with recently? Preparing to make the Vitality Tree bear fruit? Or are you busy breaking through yourself and finding a few more tricks? You, don't be in a hurry to have the complete five elements, it's only a matter of time. Before that, you have to focus on development. You haven't fully acquired some abilities yet, right? Study more."

"Thank you, senior, but I'm busy with mountain climbing recently, so other things may have to be put on hold for the time being."

Xia Xiao said these words tentatively, but the old man's smile turned cold. He thought for a long time, and after putting all the porcelain dolls in the room and removing the board, he advised:

“The mountain climbing path points the way for practitioners, but it is not necessarily a good thing, because a direction has misled so many people!”

The old man sighed and chatted with Xia Xiao for a while, talking about the precautions for mountain climbing and his experiences. This is one of the reasons why Xia Xiao loves the academy. Whenever he sees a senior, he can chat with him. Although he hasn't seen him for a long time, the enthusiasm of the senior will not diminish, and he will not mislead the students with nonsense. Such kindness made him feel very warm in his heart when he returned to the Little White Building.

Xia Xiao didn't find a way to climb the mountain in the end, which was expected. If the top of the mountain was so easy to get to, how could it be that only the senior sister broke through the shackles in these years?

But the senior sister said that many predecessors also vaguely realized that the mountain top cannot be reached by walking, so what method should be used? Walking is not possible, flying is certainly not possible, and escaping into the ground is even more absurd, so how can one reach it?

Xia Xiao frowned and thought for a long time. With many roads blocked, only his mental strength was left.

Spiritual power can drive the body. There are many precedents in the world of practitioners where the consciousness survives even when the body is gone. It is said that the end of philosophy is metaphysics, because many things cannot be solved by earthly science, so people fall into philosophical thinking. However, the profound content of philosophical thinking is very common in the world of practitioners. This is also the reason why many practitioners are self-righteous and look down on ordinary people, and even do not care about royal power and wealth.

There are naturally reasons for the emergence of such thoughts. Let's not talk about the issue of the wind moving the flag but the heart moving, let's talk about consciousness and body. One represents spirit, and the other represents matter. Most of the explanations in the world believe that matter comes first and spirit comes later. The former is the basis for the latter, and the latter is the reaction of the former. But there are always some consciousnesses in the world, caressing flowers, plants and all things. A breath is a strong wind, and a blink of an eye is the alternation of day and night.

But we cannot judge that something does not exist without a body. So, should we judge a thing based on objective matter or should we consider spiritual consciousness first?

This kind of question was no longer within Xia Xiao's scope of thinking. The more he thought about it, the more he felt that his ideas were all fallacies. But the biggest difference between a cultivator and a mortal is that they can control their spiritual power, free it from the constraints of the flesh, and truly act like a physical hand.

When someone dies in the mortal world, the spiritual power may be used to control a few butterflies to fly, or to make the grass move, or to write a few words with a brush, or even to make flowers bloom in winter. But the spiritual power of a practitioner can move mountains and seas, and can pick stars and the moon. This is why a practitioner can hurt hundreds of thousands of enemies without moving. But even if it is relying on vitality, it must be driven by the mind, so it is still spiritual power in the final analysis.

Ah Zhu in front of his chest arched his back and curled up his thin body, which made Xia Xiao stop thinking about it. He just lowered his head and said softly:

"Let's try again after some time."

Ah Zhu didn't even raise his head, but just hummed softly with his little nose, indicating that he understood. Xia Xiao didn't say much, and closed his eyes with him.

Xia Xiao was not the only one who couldn't fall asleep tonight because of his confused thoughts. There was also an old man named Hu Bugui. He woke up in an empty room, with various runes floating around him. His heavy breathing was like thunder, attracting a tall man to the door.

Realizing his arrival, Hu Bugui asked:

"Has anything happened recently?"

His voice was extremely weak, even as if he was dying, but the man replied in a very magnetic low voice:

“Not yet.”

"If anything happens, please wake me up. I don't have much time left. I have to do something at the last moment."

"Why bother, old man?"

Standing in front of the door was Dimuli. He was the only one who called Hu Bugui like this, but he never stopped until his death. Why? Was his obsession so strong? Dimuli understood. He also had his own beliefs. If the academy needed him one day, he would definitely sacrifice himself. But all the preparations Hu Bugui made now were for Xia Xiao and Azhu. No matter how special they were, they should not be treated like this.

Hu Bugui felt uneasy, always thinking that something would happen to them, so he kept waiting, but he didn't know how long this wait would take, and he didn't know whether he could get what he wanted by wasting so much time.

"Stop talking nonsense and help me."

Hu Bugui has his own insistence. After he finished speaking, the runes in the room gathered together and filled his body, causing his hunched body to fall asleep again under the runes. When he wakes up, there should be something big, and he should also reflect his ultimate value. He hopes to use his life to teach his only disciple a lesson and point out the way for him. After all, Ah Zhu's identity is likely to make her go to extremes.

It is difficult to distinguish good from bad people, and everything is like this, but the legendary gods must be more firm in their beliefs than humans. Then, it is easier to have extreme thoughts. Although everything is speculation, Hu Bugui has put a lot of thought into getting Ah Zhu on the right path. It is obviously not enough to just teach him verbally, and he must teach him a profound lesson. But such behavior will make her condemn herself, but the situation is always changing, and no one knows how Hu Bugui will end. The world is dangerous, and no one knows what kind of person Ah Zhu will become in the end.

The black dragon fell into a deep sleep again at night. Dimuli leaned against the wooden door and pondered for a long time. He hoped that the senior sister would make a decision sooner. Xia Xiao and Azhu were wasting their time. And Wang Ling was becoming more and more dangerous. The students of this class were destined to be troublesome. I wonder what they will do in the future. And the journey of the vice president and the pope was unknown.

"People with ability are always on the move, and it's time for us to take action."

After saying this, Dimuli walked away with the sheep in the yard. The sound of the bells was very loud at night, and the passion was rippling in his chest.