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Chapter 72: Conjecture
The Dao of Life and Death, a name I have never heard of.

Cang Renshou looked at the two words of life and death, but felt that this way is not simple.

Qianlingbu, this name seems familiar, Cang Renshou frowned and thought for a while, it seems that this is the first exercise she practiced?
Is there any connection between the two?Or just a mere coincidence?

Unknowable, fantasy is meaningless, Cang Renshou kept this story in her heart, she closed the book, got up, returned the book, and took down the book to read.

In Jianmen, it is very safe. Cang Renshou is not so urgent to become stronger, so she did not specifically look for books about formations, but continued to pick one by chance.

"Discussion on the secret realm..." Cang Renshou read out the title of the book. This book is not too thick, but it is still twice the size of the book she just read.

Can you talk so much about the secret realm?

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... Therefore, I want to explore why there are man-made secret realms.

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Finally getting to the point, the author can spend a few pages talking about his past, starting with seeing a handful of water when he was a child.

He is also a talent for writing books, at least with a large number of words, which always gives others the illusion that this book is good.

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Before getting started, here are a few possibilities:

One of them is that the body of a high-level monk is too strong, but the soul dissipates, but the body cannot collapse. After time, it swells like a steamed bun, so grass grows in the body, and a lot grows.

Since the bodies of high-ranking monks have been affected by spiritual power or demon power, it doesn't matter, anyway, their bodies are no longer mortal bodies. Half of their bodies follow the rules of heaven and earth, and half of them follow their own way.

But there is also a problem with this assumption, that is, since the body is made of spiritual power, why are higher-level monks, I mean, monks whose bodies are fully spiritualized, able to provide energy for the growth of creatures in it?

The second type is that the way of high-level monks is already close to the way of heaven. Note that the approach to the way of heaven here is not really close, but a little closer than those who have not yet entered the way.

And just this is enough to make a lot of difference to our body, as our way gets closer to the way of heaven, our body gets closer to the world.

Then why don't we be bold and compare the world to a person?
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Such an idea is too arrogant, Cang Renshou frowned.

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Heaven and Earth is also a monk, just like us, what it cultivates is the way of heaven, this world is its body, and we are the so-called "creatures" in its "body".

Closer to home, following this conjecture, when we are practicing, are we creating the world?
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Creation! ?
How dare the person who wrote this book say so?It was hard to hide the shock in his heart, and Cang Renshou's heart was pounding.

This kind of thinking is too outrageous, and Cang Life can't accept it now.

Can……

For some reason, she hesitated, instead of burning or tearing up the book or putting it back, she closed the book and stuffed it in her arms.

It's time to find a few books on formations, Cang Renshou thought to himself, learning can make people calm and not let people think wildly.

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In fact, Jianmen also teaches cultural courses and general knowledge courses.

Jianmen disciples have to attend when they are young, but when they are older, it is no longer necessary, and the teacher's teaching is much more free and extensive.

Yun Riyue was originally the best among the students who were impatient to attend classes, but because she was suppressed by her mother-in-law when she was young, she took classes for a few years, and she rebounded.

Even if she accompanied Jia Chengfeng to the meeting now, she still didn't want to listen to it, so she sat in the last row alone, drawing the sword tassel with a pen and ink.

Sword spikes are very important to Jianmen disciples, and they are also a bright spot in the boring life. They can have countless discussions based on the color, shape, and weaving of sword spikes.

Which kind of sword tassel is more suitable for my sword, which kind of sword tassel is more suitable for my sword... I asked a disciple of the sword sect casually and asked them, keeping them eloquent and eloquent, and talking for three days and three nights was not enough.

As a new disciple, Jia Chengfeng took the original wooden sword that everyone had, but he didn't have a sword spike yet, so Yun Riyue wanted to make one for him.

Hmm... It's better to teach him how to do it, and then let him make it up by himself, it will definitely be more fulfilling to do it by himself.

Moreover, sword spikes are very private things for Jianmen disciples, and relatives who are not close friends are not allowed to give each other.

...Although it was very popular to exchange sword tassels when I was young, so almost all the people in Jianmen exchanged sword tassels.

——But today is different from the past. If the mother-in-law finds out, she will definitely tell her that she is careless again.

Yun Riyue was in the last row, and Jia Chengfeng was in the penultimate row. Fortunately, his eyesight was good enough to see clearly.

However, the more he listened, the more confused he became, and he didn't know where he was at all—why didn't he understand what the teacher said?It is exactly the same as listening to advanced mathematics.

The basic knowledge was taught more than ten years ago. What the teacher is talking about now is either the extension of the profound and mysterious subjects, or philosophical thoughts.

That is to say, the teacher can understand the past stories, the stories are funny and invigorating the atmosphere, but it has no effect on Jia Chengfeng, because he doesn't understand why they laugh at all. It is true that there is a cultural generation gap.

Listening to the teacher's lecture with a numb face, Jia Chengfeng was embarrassed but reasonably distracted.

Ah... Another group of people left. This is the first wave, I can't remember, but there are at least three waves.

The classroom has changed from being full to a few scattered people in the front who are still listening carefully.

"They are all stipulated to stay for a long time before they are allowed to leave." Yun Riyue heard him ask, and leaned into his ear to explain, "This is also a kind of punishment, especially for those who are angry."

Jia Chengfeng nodded in understanding. Isn't this the same as his former class teacher punishing people to sit quietly for a long time and read a lot.

Seeing him turn his head and continue to stare at the teacher, and being drawn to the eyes by the walking students from time to time, Yun Riyue thought to himself:
He asked this way, could it be that the person who left affected his study?

Yun Riyue thought for a while, this is not possible, since new disciples are assessed, if Jia Chengfeng fails the written test, it will be a disaster.

A rule is a rule, even if he uses his uncle as an excuse.

This will not work.

Jia Chengfeng, who was holding his hands in a daze from boredom, suddenly heard the sound of a table being moved behind him.

He looked back and saw that Yun Riyue had moved the table to the back door and blocked the door to prevent others from slipping out.

Seeing him turn around, Yun Riyue smiled at him, mouthed three words "Don't worry!", then lowered her head, and started working on her painting again.

To be honest, Yun Riyue smiled a little silly, showing her teeth, very proud, but this still made Jia Chengfeng stunned.

Unlike the cheerful smile when we first met, this time he was not amazed by Yun Riyue's delicate face, but something deeper and touching.

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