Chapter Seventy Waking Up

  It differs from other schools in that its gate has no modernized atmosphere, still being a sandalwood gate, which has withstood the test of time for centuries and can be considered as one of the school's scenic spots.

  As you walk into the campus, you will feel as if you have walked into a historical era. Unconsciously, you will experience the vicissitudes of time and the years of history that have left too many marks on this school.

  Shui Mengyao lowered her head, quietly savoring the atmosphere of this classical school. This was the school she had dreamed of, and when she finally stepped onto its campus, her heart couldn't help but be excited.

  Eight years of tempering, the plum blossoms fragrance comes from bitter cold, and I have bloomed with the vitality of life. Shui Mengyao raised her head, and the sky here seemed to be bluer and more beautiful than at home, but why was there still a faint hint of regret in her heart? Perhaps, if nothing unexpected happened, he should have come hand in hand with me too! But this is just an extravagant dream that will never come true.

  "Guo Ming, are you okay there? Shui Mengyao asked in a soft and low voice."

  Alas, I ask the heavens, but they are silent; I ask the earth, but it does not respond; I ask people, but they have already gone.

  Looking into the distance, Shui Mengyao couldn't help but think of the past with Guo Ming. That not-so-handsome young man always had a faint smile on his face, as if nothing was ever on his mind.

  Suddenly, she saw Guo Zhengzhen from afar, and he hastily got into the carriage and left in a cloud of dust. She couldn't help but feel some doubt, what was he doing here? Li Jia Sheng, who was beside her, fearing that Shui Muyao would refuse, stretched out his hand and said, "Junior sister, let's go, I'll take you to experience the style of a provincial demonstration high school." "Super Speed First Release"

  Shuǐ Mèng Yáo withdrew her gaze and temporarily suppressed this matter, Lián Bù followed closely behind.

  If it weren't for Li Jia's obstruction, perhaps Shui Mengyao would have known about Guo Ming's news today. If she had come a little later, perhaps she would have run into Guo Zhengzhen, but life is full of what-ifs. As time flies by, the difference of a single thread can lead to vastly different outcomes.

  One year later.

  A young man with an extremely ordinary appearance pushed open the dusty old door, and upon closer inspection, he looked 70% similar to Guo Ming from a year ago. The difference was that his body no longer had the previous personality's bold aura, as calm as the water in West Lake, with endless ripples. However, his eyes were different from before; previously, his gaze had a faint sharpness, but now it was filled with unparalleled depth, like an old man who has seen through everything in life.

  With a calm smile, Guo Ming said softly, "Zi Yu, let's fight again in a hundred years."

  After finishing speaking, one step out, appeared in the living room, which scared Yu Xia and others in the living room, followed by great joy.

  "Tomorrow, you woke up. Guo Zheng and two people rushed forward excitedly."

  "Yes, looking at his parents who seemed older than they were a year ago, Guo Ming nodded lightly."

  Guo Ming grasped the hands of the two people, and his heart stirred. The true essence of water surged into their bodies.

  The two suddenly felt a surge of energy flowing into their bodies. Just as they were about to ask questions, Guo Ming whispered, "Don't speak, focus your minds and guard the One."

  The way of water is harmony, it's the best therapy for true yuan injuries.

  Kuang Tse shook his head in disappointment and said, "Is this just a rumor?"

  "It's not that I'm incapable, but rather that I won't. The mythological stories we've heard are mostly true - the ability to turn stones into gold, overturn oceans, and change the weather all exist; it's just that I haven't reached that level yet." Guo Ming smiled wryly, "But it won't be long before I do."

  The voice was not loud, but the tone was firm, it was a strong self-confidence.

  "Right, tomorrow, how are you now? Won't you be possessed by the devil again?" Yu Xia suddenly remembered something and asked hurriedly.

  "The path of cultivation is full of thorns, and no one can easily reach the end. Now I'm fine, Guo Ming said softly, but you don't have to worry either. Last time was due to special reasons, but now this hidden danger has been removed by me."

  "That's good, that futon is useful, isn't it?" Guo Zheng said with relief. His son had already walked out of his own path, and it was a brand new path that he had never thought of before, so he could be relieved now.

  "Hmm, Dad, who left this behind? Guo Ming casually opened up a space, and the futon floated down from the space to land on the ground."

  "What kind of magical power is this? Yu Xia's eyes shone brightly and said."

  "Oh, this is a small space that I opened up myself after my cultivation was successful, where I can store some items," Guo Ming explained with a smile.

  Yu Xia looked carefully at the void and thought for a moment, "According to scientific research, the world is composed of many spaces combined together. Are you also based on this principle?"