Cosmic Chronicle: Brilliant Stars

Chapter 47
A gust of wind and a rain took away the heat of summer and ushered in the cool, quiet and beautiful autumn.

On the tree-lined path in mid-October, the fruits planted at Confucius Institute were ripe, and the leaves of the ginkgo trees on both sides gradually turned yellow and fell rustling in the autumn wind.The cicadas that were originally active in the summer also disappeared, and the entire Linxian City was covered in golden color, making it beautiful.

On the bluestone slab road leading to the Body Hall, four people wearing black streamer uniforms were very different from the scenery, supporting each other by two, with miserable faces.

"I really want to go home... Wuwu..." Hu Ling'er, who was supported by Yun Ge, was crying and howling. Over the past month, her limbs that had been tortured by the Lord of Hell seemed to be running away from home.

Yun Ge was better than Hu Ling'er because she had practiced in the Qiankun Secret Realm for five years, so she said helplessly, "Ling'er, persistence means victory, you know, otherwise our month will be wasted."

Ye Xingchen, who was supported with one hand by the indifferent Qingci, was also about to cry, but a month ago, he was fooled into the gate of the body hall by Hu Linger, who was full of confidence, and was carried out every day unexpectedly.

"Whoever dares to question Yan Li's prestige in the body hall in the future, I will beat him until his parents can't recognize him!" Ye Xingchen's hands seemed to be his own, hanging down weakly, but speaking with full of air.

Qing Ci frowned slightly, looked at Ye Xingchen who was so stubborn that he insisted on supporting him, and said with extreme disgust: "Quiet, we're here."

"Can I ask for leave...Hey, Brother Yun, Brother Yun!" Hu Ling'er cried as Yun Ge pulled her straight to the body hall.

Yun Ge made up his mind to supervise this small team, looked at Hu Linger's pitiful face, showed white teeth and smiled: "Heaven will send a great task to the people, you must first work hard on your mind and work hard on your body." .Come on, don't struggle."

Immediately, he pushed open the heavy door of the Body Hall with one hand, "Zhi!"

It was like a sound from a horror movie, coupled with the extremely eerie training room of the Sports Hall, it was creepy.

Hu Ling'er and Ye Xingchen felt a familiar yet terrifying feeling, and their whole bodies had goosebumps, and they quickly grabbed the clothes of the calm duo Yun Ge and Qing Ci.

In the extremely empty body hall, there is not a single window, and the Linglong lights are faintly jumping, with patches of bright yellowish light, and the outlines of the training props and facilities reflected on the wall can be vaguely seen.

At this moment, Hu Ling'er and Ye Xingchen didn't dare to talk anymore, they moved slowly with their steps, and looked around nervously, wondering what "Yan Wangye" would let them train today.

Yun Ge and Qing Ci looked at the gloomy lord seat, and the Hall Master who should have been waiting here was nowhere to be seen at this moment, their eyes met, a little puzzled.

"Hey, why hasn't the palace master come yet?" Yun Ge asked Hu Ling'er to stand up, then let her go, walked to the center of the hall, looked at the slightly empty body hall, and said.

Qing Ci threw Ye Xingchen to the ground as early as the moment he entered the door, stretched out his immature and beautiful right index finger and middle finger in front of his eyes, concentrated his mind to observe the fluctuations in the air, and replied: "It must have come."

As if to verify Qing Ci's words, dense "whoosh" sounds came from all directions, shining coldly under the pale yellow light of the exquisite lamp.

"Ouch! What is this again? It hurts like hell." Ye Xingchen yelled, covering his arm.

With the sensitivity of his body, Yun Ge flashed quickly, and the drawing was completed in an instant with his right palm.

"thorn"

The red-gold pentagram array floated in front of Yun Ge, each line contained extremely strong elemental power, like gorgeous fireworks.

"Yunge, your formation is quite different and quite beautiful, ah - what is it!" Hu Ling'er touched the stinging back with her backhand, but there was nothing.

Qing Ci glanced at the five-pointed star array in slight surprise, dodged the spiritual needles flying from all directions, jumped behind Yun Ge lightly, took out the Tianque Sword from the divine ring, held the sword flower and raised a light blue barrier.

Yun Ge controlled the array, looked at Hu Linger and Ye Xingchen who were reacting and evading, and reminded: "Linger, Ye Xingchen, these needles transformed by spiritual power must be the test of the palace master, be careful."

It seems that "Yan Wangye" has been exercising their physical strength for a month, and now they are starting to change their methods. Yun Ge is a little curious about Yan Li, the master of the body hall, who is always wrapped in a black robe and never sees the dragon.

"I'm fine." Hu Ling'er took out an ordinary student's sword to resist the spiritual needles. Occasionally, a few fell on her body. "His" Hu Ling'er bared her teeth. The spiritual needles were much more painful than ordinary embroidery needles.

Ye Xingchen took out the thunder sword given to him by his father. The power of thunder and lightning covered the entire sword body, which looked very cool. Unfortunately, the sword wielder's swordsmanship was too useless and had no power at all.

"Ouch! Hey, I'll go, why are there so many!" Ye Xingchen was jumping up and down in pain, waving the Yulei Sword indiscriminately, his handsome and lovely face was extremely expressive, it looked so funny.

"Ah! Yun Ge's needles are too many, is there any way?" Hu Ling'er was pierced into the flesh by a spirit needle again, and the pain made her extremely depressed.

The spiritual needles in all directions seem to be endless, but their spiritual power is limited and cannot be consumed like this.

At this moment, all the spiritual needles stopped in the air, and Yan Li, the master of the body hall, who was terrified by Hu Linger and Ye Xingchen, floated down from above the main seat wrapped in a large black robe, with a similarly dark expression on his face. black mask.

Yun Ge could only see the whites of his eyes, and couldn't help but have a dark look on his face. He couldn't help but think that he was the master of the palace in this attire. Even if he said he was a demon cultivator, no one would object.

I saw the "Yan Wang Ye" speak slowly, and a hoarse and hoarse voice like an old man came, "Spiritual needles are not used in this way. Whoever pierces the most needles with spiritual sense before sunset will enjoy special treatment tomorrow."

The four people below the main seat were stunned, and then they looked at the four winding silkworms floating in the air, and then at the densely packed spirit needles that were parked around them.

"This...isn't this fatal..." Ye Xingchen said tremblingly, full of despair. Among the four, he had the weakest consciousness.

Are you kidding me?

Yun Ge was also a little confused. Isn't this similar to the method of training spiritual consciousness in the master's notes?

Thinking that Feng Jingchen asked her to exercise during the day, she also had to be able to use her mind to control the pen and copy books at night, gritting her teeth.

"Yan Wang Ye" disappeared after throwing four silkworms, coming and going without a trace, quite like the villain in the novel, Yun Ge and others are used to it.

Fortunately, the spirit needle didn't pierce people everywhere anymore, Yun Ge dispersed the formation, looked at Hu Ling'er and Ye Xingchen who were slumped on the ground, and couldn't help laughing.

The prince Ye Xingchen, who was pampered a month ago, has been tortured in the body hall for a month, and he is like a small cabbage beaten by frost, but his physical strength has indeed increased a lot.

Hu Linger's will is also much firmer. She rolled in the mud, jumped over the waterfall, climbed the cliff, and fainted in the training position.

She originally liked to dress up and clean, but she cut her long hair short because she didn't have time to take care of it every day because she exercised every day.

A week ago, when Hu Ling'er raised the sword to his neck, Yun Ge was so frightened that the pastry choked his throat. After recovering, he found the hair scattered on the ground. Since then, he has looked at Hu Ling'er differently.

You are so cruel to yourself, especially in ancient times when the body was affected by your parents, the world of cultivation was very indifferent to some rules of mortals. Yun Ge was extremely dissatisfied that there were no important festivals.

"Take your time, I just used up some spiritual power, and there are still a few hours until sunset, so I'm afraid it won't be enough."

Yun Ge was not in a hurry, and sat on the spot, facing Hu Ling'er and Ye Xingchen, looking at the two unlovely little kids, and began to teach them.

"It's impossible to control the whole thread, you only need to control the end of the thread, and you must pay attention to the route, otherwise the knot will be bad."

"Yunge's spiritual needle is no better than an embroidery needle. An embroidery needle can be slowly tried against the needle hole. With these exquisite lamps, it's hard for me to even see the needle clearly..."

Hu Ling'er propped her hands on the ground, looking at the dense needle lights all around, the road is long and long...

"Fox, your spiritual sense is better than mine anyway, and I'm at the bottom." Ye Xingchen pursed his mouth, and spread his hands out of his hands.

"Ye Xingchen! Don't call me fox."

Yun Ge suppressed a smile, this fox shout was very correct, isn't Hu Ling just a fox.

I don't know how Hu Ling'er got the place in the super class of Confucius Academy, but usually Yun Ge watched Hu Ling'er occasionally show grief, and didn't dare to ask more.

Sensing the fluctuations in the air, Yun Ge turned his head to look at Qing Ci who was sitting cross-legged and closed his eyes, a silk silk slowly moved in the air, passing through the spirit needles with incomparable accuracy.

"Qing Ci, be careful that you are about to tie a knot." Yun Ge looked at the winding needle and thread and reminded.

Hearing the words, Qing Ci slowly opened her light blue extremely bright eyes, and looked straight at Yun Ge, Yun Ge was startled, why this guy's eyes became more and more arrogant.

"Take a closer look."

"Huh? Huh..."

I saw that the needle and thread zigzag back and forth, connecting the dots into a thread, without any crossing and knotting. I didn't expect Qingci's spiritual consciousness to be so finely controlled, which was not much better than her nightly practice.

"sharp."

Then he sat down cross-legged, closed his eyes, used his spiritual energy to feel the subtle spiritual energy fluctuations in the air, and his spiritual consciousness slowly controlled the thread to straighten into a straight line.

"Yun Ge, didn't you say it's fine to just control the thread?" Hu Ling'er was puzzled.

The next moment, his eyes widened.

"call out--"

There was an extremely fast sound of piercing through the sky, and the spiritual needles around Yunge were controlled by Yunge's spiritual sense to form a long straight line, which reached the gate of the hall.

Under the pale yellow light of the Linglong lamp, the needles are connected together like a thread made of spiritual power. The silk thread is facing the extremely neat needles.

Hu Ling'er was extremely impressed, and said, "Wow, that's amazing, Yun Ge, you'll figure out a way!"

There were stars in Ye Xingchen's eyes, and he looked at Yun Ge adoringly, not to mention letting him control so many needles, it would be difficult to do it even with a single needle floating in front of his eyes.

Qing Ci looked at the lazy Yunge, with a fleeting smile in his eyes. Then he closed his eyes and concentrated on guiding the needle and thread through the needle holes one by one. Being lazy also requires strength.

Yunge controlled the silk with his spiritual sense, straightly strung together a needle like a spiritual power thread, and then opened his eyes and said happily.

"So it can be done like this. I thought the lord would fix these needles, hehe." Yun Ge scratched the ball's head and grinned, more and more similar to the glutinous rice balls.

　Silently coding...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)