Chapter 69 Cultivation

  Kuang Zhengtong trembled as he pushed open the wooden door again, his eyes looking down at the ground. Kuang Ming was lying on the ground, seemingly without breath, but from the slight movement of his chest, it could be determined that he had not stopped breathing. Fresh blood slid down from the corner of his mouth, a piercing scarlet color.

  This time there was no True Yuan of Protection to stop it. Guo Zheng painfully helped his son up, softly calling out: "Ming Er, Ming Er."

  Guo Ming did not respond, still closing his eyes tightly, his long hair was disheveled and covered with dust and bloodstains. Guo Zheng also realized at this time that his son had changed a lot from before, just one day without seeing him, why had his appearance changed so much?

  He called out again, but there was still no response from Guo Ming.

  Guo Zheng then arranged the couch and placed Guo Ming on it.

  "What's next?" asked Yu Xia.

  Kuang Zhen also had a fog water, this thing he hadn't used before, how did he know how to use it? According to his idea, as long as Kuang Ming was put on top, it should be useful, but he clearly overestimated the usefulness of this thing.

  The two true yuan in his body launched another charge, and the instant impact made Guo Ming's whole body **rise up**, with fresh blood coughing out desperately.

  Yu Xia and the other person looked at each other in dismay, just as they were about to do something, when the ancient Buddhist cushion suddenly burst forth with dazzling golden light.

  Innumerable Buddhist dharma seals appeared around Guo Ming, then revolved around him. Among them were also some Buddhist golden lotus flowers, dazzling and colorful. The sound of Buddhist scriptures being recited echoed in this small room.

  The grandeur, inclusiveness and mysterious atmosphere of Buddhism also affected the two people, who involuntarily put down their anxious mindset and retreated.

  The two strands of aura in Guo Ming's body that were clashing and fighting gradually subsided, not because they were afraid of the Buddhist sect's aura, but rather because under the pressure of the Buddhist sect's aura, they had no choice but to temporarily put aside their struggle.

  The two have been fighting for too long, exhausting their energy and true yuan. Now, the Buddhist True Yuan has forced them to lay down their arms and make peace. Although they are unwilling to listen to the Buddhist True Yuan, they also do not dare to attack easily, otherwise, they will be forced to join forces with their opponent, and their own situation will become precarious.

  The Buddhist door has the indestructible golden body method, which is almost the same as the defense against the flesh and the demon gate. The ancient Pu team quietly emitted a ray of auspicious light, like the nourishment of the auspicious rain to all things, moistening Guo Ming's damaged body. Guo Ming gradually regained a thread of consciousness, barely opening his eyes, and the vast Buddhist door mantra sounded in his ears.

  Guo Ming was shocked for a moment, unable to understand why such a treasure would be in his home. Fortunately, this Buddhist treasure had a great effect on him, so he temporarily put the matter aside and closed his eyes, allowing the energy to repair his damaged body.

  As time slowly passed by, Guo Ming's body was rapidly recovering.

  The meridians were restored, and Guo Ming was amazed to find that the tendons and meridians had become even thicker and wider than before, at least several times larger.

  The five organs and six viscera were rearranged, under Guo Ming's introspection, he found that his meridians unexpectedly had a faint golden color. After probing with his divine sense, he discovered that they actually hid the aura of Buddhism.

  A week later, Guo Ming sat cross-legged on a Buddhist cushion at home, pinching his fingers in a mudra, and began to resume his cultivation.

  Two days later, Linze County welcomed the most important middle school entrance examination of the year. The county magistrate issued a directive that all departments in the county must cooperate fully with the exam. On the main streets, police cars cleared the way. Countless parents personally escorted their children to the examination rooms, even though they knew it wouldn't make much difference for their own child, but still hoped to do something more for them and strive for their children to achieve good results.

  All of this is very far away from the Guo Zhengzhen family, and the reserved admission quota for Guo Ming has already been settled. What he needs to do now is wait until September 1st when school starts, and he doesn't need to worry about anything else.

  Yu Xia gently pushed open the door and saw that Guo Ming was still meditating, looked at him for a few moments, then quietly retreated. After her son's injury, he had been meditating on the couch for over ten days, without sleep or food. Although she knew that cultivators could abstain from food when they reached a certain level, as a mother, she couldn't help but worry about her child and prepared meals every day, hoping Guo Ming would wake up and eat. But nearly half a month had passed, and Guo Ming still hadn't woken up.

  It's really fast, Ming Er should be 16 years old today. Time flies, and I'm still stuck in the era of Ming Er's childhood. In the blink of an eye, Ming Er has become an adult, she naturally understands the meaning of a Cultivator, that is a group of powerful beings who defy heaven. From the day they started cultivating, they were destined to be extraordinary.

  Guo Ming's recent changes are all in her eyes, and she is more sensible than before. Having such a son is enough to make her proud. She believes that as long as he wants, he can achieve something that will make the world admire him. However, Guo Ming was not destined to be an ordinary person, he does not belong to this human world, he has his own path to follow, and in the future, only he himself can accompany him. She will slowly grow old, her beauty will fade, but he won't, if possible, he may even live forever.

  Immortality is a good thing, but who can understand their sorrow, watching their loved ones leave them one by one, yet being powerless to stop it. They can change the heavens and the earth, but they cannot change the laws of nature. All things have their own reason for existence. They can extend their lifespan, but they cannot keep them by their side forever. Human physiology does not permit it, nor do the laws of nature.

  Loneliness is the greatest enemy of cultivators, they can withstand the terrifying heavenly tribulation, but many strong practitioners cannot bear loneliness and ultimately fall into the dust of history.

  On July 15th, Linze County remembered a name - Zhu Rui. He was an ordinary student in a middle school, and no one expected him to get the terrifying high score of 720. He broke the record on the champion list of Linze County.

  In comparison, Shuǐ Mèng Yáo's identity as the second-place winner was overshadowed by the other person's brilliance. When Shuǐ Mèng Yáo saw this result, she stood there in a daze, never having thought that she would lose to someone who was not well-known. If it were Zhang Zǐ Hán, or even Chén Zǐ Yù, she wouldn't be surprised, but being surpassed by a dark horse still made her heart feel uncomfortable and hard to bear.

  She didn't know that a thought suddenly flashed in her mind. If Guo Ming also participated in the college entrance examination, maybe she could have a good fight with him, but unfortunately, he was no longer there.

  Mr. Li forgot to inform his classmates of Guo Ming's survival, and since Guo Ming returned home in the middle of the night, only a few people knew he was alive, which led to this misunderstanding.

  September 1st is the day when all students start school.

  Yu Xia and Guo Zhengzhen exchanged a glance at Guo Ming who was still meditating, then retreated.

  She let out a soft sigh and said in a gentle voice, "Zheng, what do you think we should do? With his current state, heaven knows when he'll wake up?"

  Guo Zhengze smiled and said, "Xia'er, don't worry about this. Later I'll go to the school and talk to the principal, get a leave of absence for Guo Ming, hmm, first for one year."

  "What if tomorrow is still not awake after a year? It's said that cultivating the truth has no time limit, and this is indeed true. More than two months have passed, and tomorrow is still in cultivation, it's really unbelievable."

  "Heh heh, Xia'er, do you think our son needs to study? In the past, he only wanted to go to school to give us a sense of comfort. But now that we know his true identity, of course, we have to consider everything for him. Even if he doesn't attend school, with his abilities, where can't he make a name for himself? Guo Zhengyan laughed freely and said, I never thought about it, my old man had always admired the immortal's learning, but he probably didn't think that his grandson would be an immortal himself."