fifth form

Chapter 2357 Follow closely

"Is the power of heaven applied to the bronze turtle statue?"

"Everything can be felt. Song Sijia, what's the train of thought behind this?"

Zhang Xuezhou returned to the security center. He just wanted to take Lin Zimo and others over to try their luck. People like Song Sijia and Ning Que who could recite but could not get the response would be used to guard Hu Jiaquan.

But after Song Sijia happily reported the news and Ning Que took the initiative to narrate the story, Zhang Xuezhou felt that things had changed direction.

Although they were still several miles apart, Ning Que was actually able to sense the bronze turtle after he had mastered the ability to sense the heavens and the earth.

Sensing the location of the bronze turtle was not a trivial matter. As bait to lure Huang Daoxian, even Zhang Xuezhou could not find the bronze turtle at the bottom of the pit after the rocket launcher was dropped.

"amazing!"

Zhang Xuezhou rarely praises others.

His praise was directed to Song Sijia. Song Sijia did not feel any awe in her mind and did not know what Dong Zhongshu's "The Connection between Heaven and Man" meant, nor was she clear about Dong Zhongshu's status as the leader of Confucianism. She picked up the chapter on The Connection between Heaven and Man and completed the revision directly.

Zhang Xuezhou's other compliment was directed to Ning Que. Ning Que's learning ability was so strong that he actually learned Song Sijia's modified version of the Heavenly Sensation.

This situation was completely beyond Zhang Xuezhou's expectations.

Zhang Xuezhou was also surprised by the speed at which Ning Que entered the fourth sequence. He could also work well with Jin Shixue who was in the fifth sequence.

"amazing!"

Zhang Xuezhou finally had no choice but to repeat his admiration.

Most of the leading young people in Xijing City are honing their skills at the third sequence, and are somewhat afraid of the threshold of the fourth sequence, fearing that they will fall from genius to mediocrity and stop at the third sequence. They are studying hard, but Ning Que's physique and abilities seem to have no obstacles, and he has quietly walked to the forefront of the younger generation.

If Ning Que was not limited by the genetic resources he could obtain, Zhang Xuezhou felt that he would not stop at the present level. This made him envious, and he looked at Ning Que back and forth for several seconds.

"What I mean is, can you let me change the direction of my recitation so as to help the three of them?"

The Grave Scripture has the power to fulfill wishes. Ning Que did not fully understand the meaning of this scripture, but he vaguely perceived some of its content.

If he could touch but not obtain it, he felt that he could act as a guide, thus giving others the possibility of touching and achieving it.

Simply put, Ning Que hopes to use his abilities to help others achieve their goals.

This involves changing the wish in the Grave Sutra, and also requires Zhang Xuezhou to change the result of the recitation, so as to direct Ning Que's wish to assist others.

"Your idea has the potential to come true, but it is only limited to one person," Zhang Xuezhou frowned.

Ning Que's wish is to transfer, that is, to sacrifice himself for the sake of others.

But in the relevant definition, this kind of fulfillment is limited to one person, that is, one to one, and there can be no one-to-many situation.

"Can't it be one-on-many?" Ning Que said with a hint of disappointment.

"No...you can try it later!"

Zhang Xuezhou was about to deny Ning Que's idea based on empirical dogmatism, but he finally stopped talking and instead expressed encouragement.

The concept of the connection between heaven and man has been changed to the point that Zhang Xuezhou is beginning to doubt his life. Zhang Xuezhou feels that the "Grave Sutra" can also adapt to the needs of modern society.

Zhang Xuezhou has never been a person who sticks to the rules. He also believes that each generation is better than the previous one, and young geniuses are undoubtedly those who break the rules.

He made a cheering gesture towards Ning Que, indicating that he could play to his strengths, and he would cooperate according to Ning Que's requirements.

"Brother Zhang, we really can't go to the place where the bronze turtle is placed?"

After Zhang Xuezhou finished communicating with Ning Que, Song Sijia, who wanted to follow Zhang Xuezhou, was greatly disappointed. She felt that her request to follow Zhang Xuezhou to avoid risks was ruthlessly rejected.

"There's water all downstairs!"

“I’m not afraid of water!”

"The water is full of thorns. This rain brought poisonous thorns that spread for more than ten miles. It will be difficult to get through if we don't clear them!"

"Then I won't go!"

Song Sijia looked downcast and looked towards the distant area downstairs.

With the help of lights in the camp and other areas, she could see patches of plants growing like weeds. Song Sijia, who was looking far away from the top, originally thought it was some kind of green plant, but she never knew it was a patch of poisonous thorns.

"It's not a bad thing that you didn't go!"

Zhang Xuezhou complained.

He had never seen a woman who liked to go to dangerous places so much. If Zhang Xuezhou had no other choice, he didn't want to go to the area where the bronze turtle was placed.

"Can you add me to the recitation?"

Zhang Xuezhou complained about Song Sijia a few times, and Jin Shixue's expression changed slightly several times, and he couldn't help but ask Zhang Xuezhou.

"Can you recite it, too?"

"I can't recite it after listening to it once, but I can recite it after listening to it a few more times," Jin Shixue said honestly, "I can also feel the bronze turtle, but not as strongly as Ning Que. It's like when I see a dim star, sometimes it appears and sometimes disappears, and it's difficult to have a real attraction!"

Jin Shixue narrated his own situation, which made Zhang Xuezhou look slightly surprised. He felt that everyone he met was a talented person.

"When I was young, my memory was good enough for this level, but as I got older, I couldn't remember anything too complicated," Jin Shixue explained. "But that morning, when the sun shone on me, I felt my memory come back!"

After Jin Shixue said a few more words, Zhang Xuezhou only felt that there were many beneficiaries when the luck of the Dongshan Imperial Mausoleum dissipated.

These beneficiaries either experienced the events in Luo Li's imperial tomb or touched the bronze turtle with their own hands, which enhanced their memory.

He looked at Jin Shixue, then looked at Min Ziyan and Wang Zimo who were standing behind him with eyes full of envy.

"Recitation plays a crucial role. If you can promote and improve this matter, I will recommend you to the committee, or I can directly give you my research connections. As long as you can pay, you will have a high probability of obtaining the genetic medicine you need." Zhang Xuezhou said: "As for the committee's reward, it will be calculated separately and will not be included in my personal gratitude!"

"Is this true?" Ning Que asked happily.

"Really!" Zhang Xuezhou nodded.

"Thank you!"

Jin Shixue bowed slightly.

Compared to expressing loyalty in exchange for recommendations, doing things is the real thing. This not only reassures the recommender Zhang Xuezhou, but also allows the recommendee like Jin Shixue to not be humble.

You have to fight for your own dignity, you have to acquire your own abilities, and how far you can go depends on yourself.

If just one of them succeeds, all of them will have the potential to go far.

Ning Que and Jin Shixue were extremely satisfied, but Wang Zimo and others were confused.

Song Sijia didn't take it seriously. After all, a big family like the Song family has never lacked connections and personal connections. But when the traumatized Song Bu'er coughed and nudged Song Sijia with his elbow, Song Sijia quickly smiled and patted his chest to promise to work hard.

"Dad, your elbow hurts me so much!"

"Be more careful next time!"

Zhang Xuezhou suddenly appeared at night and left quickly.

After seeing Zhang Xuezhou go down several floors, Song Sijia rubbed her red and swollen ribs, indicating that Song Bu'er had been a little too harsh on her daughter.

Song Bu'er had a blank expression on his face. He didn't like talking and scolded Song Sijia, then shut up.

He waited until Song Sijia pestered him for a few more words before he whispered.

"They have unique abilities and currently monopolize the resources of fierce beasts. Only by following them can you enter the seventh sequence. You are still too far behind in the social class. It is difficult to get in line. The only way to have hope is to follow him and Lao Ren. I will follow Lao Ren, and you follow Xiao Zhang!"

Song Bu'er pursed his lips and whispered to Song Sijia.

For Song Buer, his current ceiling is there.

His physical strength is limited, so he can only lift a gun that heavy, and can only make so many bullets.

But as long as his sequence is upgraded and his physical strength increases, the fifty-pound sniper rifle will no longer be the most suitable firearm for him to use.

The shooting power of the gun will continue to increase as its weight increases, and more bullets can be placed in it.

If one day he could run while carrying hundreds of pounds of weight without consuming physical energy, Song Buer felt that his sniper rifle might very well turn into a small rocket launcher.

If he meets someone who is blind, he will just shoot him directly.