Chapter 32: Psychological Abnormality
, The spiritual power in his body suddenly disappeared at a rapid speed. When he reached one-third of the ladder, most of the cultivators in front were too tired to walk. These people had already used up all their strength, so it would be difficult for them to reach the top of the mountain.
Leng Youran was still taking steady steps, when she suddenly heard someone panting behind her. The intermittent voice of that person came, "Sister Leng... I can't walk anymore... Let's take a break! I'm too tired and I don't have the strength anymore." Leng Youran then realized that the little girl had been following her. She frowned unconsciously. She didn't know why she felt such a deep repulsion towards this little girl. Alas! She had never interacted with anyone except the older brother here. She felt incredibly annoyed with this little girl. She suppressed the strangeness in her heart with a hint of indifference in her voice and said coldly, "If you're tired, go and take a break! I can still hold on for a while. This is meant to test our character. If we feel we've reached our limit, we must learn to take a proper rest."
When you've had enough rest, you can slowly catch up! After all, everyone has their own way to go. You don't have to follow me, and I don't know where my own clever way is." Leng Youran continued to walk up without looking back. It's not that Leng Youran is too cold, but she has been used to being alone for so many years. When she was with Leng Qianmo, maybe because he doted on her, she enjoyed his doting very much.
Wang Yuanyuan didn't know why. Even though she greeted him with a smile, Leng Youran just couldn't like her. It was just a personal feeling. Leng Youran, with her back to Wang Yuanyuan, didn't see the angry look in her eyes. "Why are you so cold? We're all new disciples. What's so proud about you? Wait! Dare to look down on me? I'll make you regret your decision." She gritted her teeth and slowly followed him. She didn't believe why he could insist but she couldn't, so she followed with a held-back breath.
She was tired, really tired. She could hardly lift her feet. Her legs felt as heavy as if they were filled with lead. Leng Youran looked at the ladder that was still one-third up. She had no other thoughts in her mind at this moment. She had only one belief that she must climb up, even if she had to crawl. If she didn't have this little perseverance, then what was the point of practicing Taoism? At the beginning of her practice, her mother told her that there would be many ups and downs on the road of practice, and many hardships. If she was afraid of hardship, she should not embark on this difficult road.
And she still had a lot of things to do. She had to go to the sect to find her mother, who was still waiting for her there! There were also many relatives she had never met waiting for her! So she gritted her teeth and mechanically lifted her steps to move upwards. Now she kept cheering herself up in her heart, constantly telling herself that she must not stop, she must not stop, because if she stopped she would not be able to get up, so she had to step onto the top of the mountain.
Let's not talk about what Leng Youran is thinking now. In the mission hall on the top of the mountain, several monks in white were sitting in the hall looking at the water curtain on the wall. On it were pictures of cloud ladders. A handsome monk who looked to be in his thirties in the foundation-building stage pointed at the water curtain and said, "There are a few good seedlings this time. Look at this." Everyone's eyes turned to the picture. The Qi training monk in front of him quickly enlarged the picture. A thirteen or fourteen-year-old boy in the picture was struggling to move up. At this time, he was already two-thirds of the way up. The determination and unyielding expression on his little face infected everyone present. His slow and steady pace did not change much along the way. Although he was very tired, he still did not stop. Just as he was struggling to move forward, a boy from the side pushed him hard from behind, and the boy fell onto the ladder. If he hadn't grasped the edge of the ladder tightly, he would have been able to stabilize his body. He just glanced at the boy who pushed him indifferently, stood up and moved forward again, without even looking at the boy. Several foundation-building cultivators in the mission hall nodded, and the cultivator from before said, "At such a young age, he can clearly distinguish the time for doing what, and won't give up the ultimate goal for the sake of a momentary rage. This is indeed a three-spiritual root. If he is well cultivated, it will be good. Moreover, I have observed him for a long time. This kid has been very calm and steady along the way, not arrogant or impatient. "Although she has only three spiritual roots, she has a good character." Everyone nodded in agreement, and looked at a few more of the seedlings they liked, feeling very satisfied. Suddenly, a middle-aged cultivator in his forties, who was in the foundation-building stage, pointed at the screen where Leng Youran was and muttered, "This girl is interesting. At the age of thirteen, she has already reached the seventh level of Qi training. This is nothing. And she still has five spiritual roots. The spiritual power in her body is very unstable. I'm sure this girl will break through as long as she reaches the top of the mountain." Everyone looked at the water curtain. Leng Youran could already see the top of the mountain through the water curtain. It was almost there. Leng Youran just had to hold on for a while longer, and she would be there soon. Leng Youran encouraged herself in her heart. When she was walking up, suddenly a hand pushed her from the side. Leng Youran... You Ran felt something strange beside her and dodged to the side. Wang Yuanyuan didn't expect her to dodge, because she used too much force and didn't react, so she fell heavily on the steps. She looked at Wang Yuanyuan who was lying on the ground with cold eyes and said in a cold voice, "Wang Yuanyuan, I am not related to you. There is no need to tolerate your temper. If you want to practice well, put away your temper. Also, this is not your home. No one outside will be as tolerant as you are at home. I won't bother with you this time and there won't be a next time." After that, he left her and walked away without caring about Wang Yuanyuan's mood. Yes, she was not her parents and there was no need to tolerate other people's wanton behavior, but she was not the kind of person who would not give people a chance.
This time it was not because she was soft-hearted. First, she wanted to give Wang Yuanyuan a chance to repent. She would not be polite next time. Second, she was taking the test now, and there was no need to worry about her own affairs because of other people's mistakes.
She remembered what she said in her previous life!
Hanshan asked Shiti: "If someone slanders me, deceives me, insults me, laughs at me, looks down on me, despises me, or cheats me, how should I deal with him?"
Shi De said: "Tolerate him, let him be, avoid him, let him be, endure him, respect him, ignore him, and you will see what happens to him in a few years."
Leng Youran thought this made sense. What does other people's behavior have to do with her? She is not related to them.
Without thinking about it any more, he lifted his numb legs and took steps upwards, twenty steps, ten steps, five steps. The moment he reached the top of the mountain, all the blocked spiritual power was restored, and the discomfort in his body gradually disappeared. Leng Youran felt that his spiritual power began to get out of control, so he quickly found an empty spot and sat cross-legged down and began to impact the barrier of the eighth level of Qi training. The gushing spiritual power rushed towards the originally solid barrier like a flood, and the barrier shattered with a click like a thin piece of glass. The overflowing spiritual energy had nowhere to vent, but finally found a place to vent and began to flow along the tendons and veins in the body, and finally merged into the Dantian, flowing slowly in the tendons and veins over and over again, constantly nourishing the tendons and veins in the body. Leng Youran opened his eyes and was very happy. He finally broke through the eighth level of Qi training and was one step closer to the foundation-building period.
No matter how happy Leng Youran was in her heart, the thoughts of several people in the task hall were different. The cultivator who spoke just now was very pleased, but someone disagreed and snorted coldly, "A cultivator with five spiritual roots is just made up of elixirs. In this world of cultivation, a cultivator with five spiritual roots can only cultivate to the foundation-building stage at most. It is almost impossible to go further. Even if she has a good character, she can only break through the Jindan stage at most. She has no chance of breaking through to the Yuanying stage, unless she has a very powerful elder who can find a lot of treasures for her. Even so, it will be difficult for her to make a breakthrough." Several cultivators in the foundation-building stage felt that this person's analysis was very reasonable. Yes, this is the situation of cultivators with five spiritual roots. It's okay in the Qi training stage, but it is a bit difficult to break through to the foundation-building stage. They all nodded at the same time and stopped paying attention.
Leng Youran looked at the cultivators around him, who were gathered in groups of three or five. After all, they would be fellow disciples in the future, so they had to make good friends.
More cultivators came up one after another. Leng Youran was surprised to see the figure that had irritated her: Wang Yuanyuan. When the Foundation Establishment cultivator reappeared, it also indicated that the assessment time had come. Those cultivators who had not come up were declared eliminated. Those who were eliminated were sent away. This group accounted for one-fifth of the total. In fact, they had another option: to become menial disciples, but most people chose not to do so. Even if Xuantian Sect did not accept them, there were still small and medium-sized sects to choose from, which offered much more prospects than menial disciples. They also wanted to leave quickly to try their luck in other sects.
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