The journey of punishing the station seems to be longer than the Long March. Jiang Mingda thought several times that he would die unjustly.
But things did not develop as Jiang Mingda was worried about. I don’t know how many times he felt so uncomfortable that he was about to die. At that time, he just subconsciously used the method he had suddenly realized in the morning to concentrate his mind, breathe, and exhale his mind!
Jiang Mingda felt as if his soul was out of his body, and he could no longer feel the pain in his body, and breathed with the rhythm of the world...
Jiang Mingda didn't know that he had accidentally mastered the practice method like a martial arts master!
If you act without doing anything, you will never stop innately. If you continue like the myths and legends, it is not impossible to become an immortal.
Jiang Mingda seemed to be abandoned by the world. Until school, the students were almost gone, and no one noticed him and cared about him.
He was trembling in the cold wind, but the breath in his body became more and more vast and stable. He thought he was not far from death, so he ignored everything and immersed in the world and breathed the world's breath...
Only by putting one's death and resurrection, and then one can achieve Bodhi by abandoning one's attachment to the dust!
Unexpectedly, Jiang Mingda's breathing method was deeply in line with the highest Buddhist principles.
In fact, like this supreme method in the world, the truly insurmountable threshold is just the entry level. As long as you sense that state with your body, your body will unconsciously remember it. Even if you don’t practice deliberately in the future, you will subtly improve your divination.
After the acquired cultivation, only quantity is not quality. This may be what is called "Access to Taoism in one day and becomes an immortal."
But as a mortal, Jiang Mingda would not know this. He just felt that he could not bear physical pain. In this subtle realm, he woke up very late and probably couldn't catch up with the bus!
Maybe that perverted teacher forgot about him, Jiang Mingda laughed at himself like this
Gripping his teeth, he ran away from home without hesitation, so Jiang Mingda rushed out of the school gate and headed towards the bus station. He was already unlucky enough and was finally lucky once, just the last bus
When he sat in the parking space, he felt that his body was no longer his own. The fact that Jiang Mingda was sick was not changed. He stood wet in the cold wind, sleepy, tired and injured. If he didn't get sick, he would probably be no longer a human!
Jiang Mingda is really sick, but everyone in the Wang family thinks he doesn't exist, and Wang Ruoyun just happened to have a case. Jiang Mingda finally doesn't have to suffer from her anymore tonight, but I don't know if it's luck?
Or unfortunate?
Jiang Mingda had a high fever all night, and he was not allowed to do it more than once during this period.
Jiang Mingda still survived, relying on the magical breathing method. When the night passed, he seemed to have been fished out of the water, and the bedding could be snatched out of water. He thought he was lucky and life-long, so he would not die like this!
But he is indeed in danger and will be blessed after all
Through the extreme struggle of the living body overnight, his breathing technique not only went further, but also combined with the initial vitality in his body. In a mess, the energy of heaven and earth and the vitality of natal are integrated. It can be said that his body has now formed what martial arts masters often say, innate true qi, connected with heaven and earth, and circulated endlessly
Jiang Mingda woke up the next day and felt refreshed. Although the scars on his body were still very painful, his spirit was better than ever.
After he got up, he hurriedly sorted out and rushed to school. He wanted to make sure that everything was foolproof and not give the perverted woman any excuses, thinking that he would not want to sleep even if he died today!
Jiang Mingda walked into the classroom with his head held high for the first time. Although his face was still swollen like a pig's head, he was mentally prepared to accept the strange gazes of his classmates. He was the victim and he wanted to accuse him silently of what shameful Ah!
However, his head immediately drooped again. His classmates whom he didn't know very well looked at him with a strange look, but it seemed that he was not as surprised, pity, sympathy as he imagined. Their eyes gave Jiang Mingda the feeling of contempt, ridicule, and disgust...
Although Jiang Mingda felt that he was the victim and innocent, after he felt the meaning in the eyes of so many people, he became timid. His unhealthy and happy experience since childhood made him sensitive. In addition to being strong on the surface, he also had a fragile heart, so he retreated, so he regained his previous self-protection loneliness and taciturn words, hiding in the corner, and looking at the world resentful!
Baby, now I understand that in this world, I am the only one who is good to you! Only by trampling others under my feet, enslaving them, and becoming their masters, can you not be hurt! Look at the eyes of those strange women looking at you, how hypocritical, have you messed with them? You are the victim, but have they cared about you? Look at their eyes... Jie Changfeng really finds opportunities Assimilation Jiang Mingda
Feeling the desperate and resentful anger that emerged from Jiang Mingda's heart, Jie Changfeng felt it was amazing. Will the prey he chose be worse?
The reason why he has been dormant for more than a month is to find a target that he will kill with one blow. He has not been sleeping in class for more than a month.
Everything is in control, it feels so good to dominate everything...
Classmate Jiang Mingda, Hello, I am the class monitor Zhang Yuting. The classmates may have some misunderstandings about you. Don’t care about it right. What happened yesterday? Just explain it to Teacher Yu clearly.
A gentle female voice rang in Jiang Mingda's ears, interrupting his hatred
Jiang Mingda raised his head and appeared in front of him a pretty girl. Although she was not very beautiful, she could enter Jiang Mingda's heart best at this time.
Jiang Mingda stared straight into her eyes. Zhang Yuting felt Jiang Mingda's sadness and resentment so realistically, but she did not retreat at all. Her eyes were as clear as the blue sky.
In the end, Jiang Mingda retreated. He could not bear the care in Zhang Yuting's eyes...
At this time, the bell rang in class. The first section was Chinese class. Zhang Yuting said to Jiang Mingda in a soft voice: It’s time for class, don’t go against Teacher Yu, hehe, I knew you would have known about you, my dad told me...
After saying that, Zhang Yuting ran back to her seat. After sitting down, she looked back at Jiang Mingda. There was a sense of pity in her eyes.
Jiang Mingda stared at Zhang Yuting in a daze. After feeling the meaning in her eyes, she snorted and turned her head out the window!
But Zhang Yuting’s deskmate asked her in a low voice, Yuting, what are you going to say about that little hooligan? Be careful that he will 'eat' you! Haha!
Zhang Yuting glared at her and said, "It's time for class...
Sure enough, not long after, the footsteps of high heels rang out outside the classroom...
But things did not develop as Jiang Mingda was worried about. I don’t know how many times he felt so uncomfortable that he was about to die. At that time, he just subconsciously used the method he had suddenly realized in the morning to concentrate his mind, breathe, and exhale his mind!
Jiang Mingda felt as if his soul was out of his body, and he could no longer feel the pain in his body, and breathed with the rhythm of the world...
Jiang Mingda didn't know that he had accidentally mastered the practice method like a martial arts master!
If you act without doing anything, you will never stop innately. If you continue like the myths and legends, it is not impossible to become an immortal.
Jiang Mingda seemed to be abandoned by the world. Until school, the students were almost gone, and no one noticed him and cared about him.
He was trembling in the cold wind, but the breath in his body became more and more vast and stable. He thought he was not far from death, so he ignored everything and immersed in the world and breathed the world's breath...
Only by putting one's death and resurrection, and then one can achieve Bodhi by abandoning one's attachment to the dust!
Unexpectedly, Jiang Mingda's breathing method was deeply in line with the highest Buddhist principles.
In fact, like this supreme method in the world, the truly insurmountable threshold is just the entry level. As long as you sense that state with your body, your body will unconsciously remember it. Even if you don’t practice deliberately in the future, you will subtly improve your divination.
After the acquired cultivation, only quantity is not quality. This may be what is called "Access to Taoism in one day and becomes an immortal."
But as a mortal, Jiang Mingda would not know this. He just felt that he could not bear physical pain. In this subtle realm, he woke up very late and probably couldn't catch up with the bus!
Maybe that perverted teacher forgot about him, Jiang Mingda laughed at himself like this
Gripping his teeth, he ran away from home without hesitation, so Jiang Mingda rushed out of the school gate and headed towards the bus station. He was already unlucky enough and was finally lucky once, just the last bus
When he sat in the parking space, he felt that his body was no longer his own. The fact that Jiang Mingda was sick was not changed. He stood wet in the cold wind, sleepy, tired and injured. If he didn't get sick, he would probably be no longer a human!
Jiang Mingda is really sick, but everyone in the Wang family thinks he doesn't exist, and Wang Ruoyun just happened to have a case. Jiang Mingda finally doesn't have to suffer from her anymore tonight, but I don't know if it's luck?
Or unfortunate?
Jiang Mingda had a high fever all night, and he was not allowed to do it more than once during this period.
Jiang Mingda still survived, relying on the magical breathing method. When the night passed, he seemed to have been fished out of the water, and the bedding could be snatched out of water. He thought he was lucky and life-long, so he would not die like this!
But he is indeed in danger and will be blessed after all
Through the extreme struggle of the living body overnight, his breathing technique not only went further, but also combined with the initial vitality in his body. In a mess, the energy of heaven and earth and the vitality of natal are integrated. It can be said that his body has now formed what martial arts masters often say, innate true qi, connected with heaven and earth, and circulated endlessly
Jiang Mingda woke up the next day and felt refreshed. Although the scars on his body were still very painful, his spirit was better than ever.
After he got up, he hurriedly sorted out and rushed to school. He wanted to make sure that everything was foolproof and not give the perverted woman any excuses, thinking that he would not want to sleep even if he died today!
Jiang Mingda walked into the classroom with his head held high for the first time. Although his face was still swollen like a pig's head, he was mentally prepared to accept the strange gazes of his classmates. He was the victim and he wanted to accuse him silently of what shameful Ah!
However, his head immediately drooped again. His classmates whom he didn't know very well looked at him with a strange look, but it seemed that he was not as surprised, pity, sympathy as he imagined. Their eyes gave Jiang Mingda the feeling of contempt, ridicule, and disgust...
Although Jiang Mingda felt that he was the victim and innocent, after he felt the meaning in the eyes of so many people, he became timid. His unhealthy and happy experience since childhood made him sensitive. In addition to being strong on the surface, he also had a fragile heart, so he retreated, so he regained his previous self-protection loneliness and taciturn words, hiding in the corner, and looking at the world resentful!
Baby, now I understand that in this world, I am the only one who is good to you! Only by trampling others under my feet, enslaving them, and becoming their masters, can you not be hurt! Look at the eyes of those strange women looking at you, how hypocritical, have you messed with them? You are the victim, but have they cared about you? Look at their eyes... Jie Changfeng really finds opportunities Assimilation Jiang Mingda
Feeling the desperate and resentful anger that emerged from Jiang Mingda's heart, Jie Changfeng felt it was amazing. Will the prey he chose be worse?
The reason why he has been dormant for more than a month is to find a target that he will kill with one blow. He has not been sleeping in class for more than a month.
Everything is in control, it feels so good to dominate everything...
Classmate Jiang Mingda, Hello, I am the class monitor Zhang Yuting. The classmates may have some misunderstandings about you. Don’t care about it right. What happened yesterday? Just explain it to Teacher Yu clearly.
A gentle female voice rang in Jiang Mingda's ears, interrupting his hatred
Jiang Mingda raised his head and appeared in front of him a pretty girl. Although she was not very beautiful, she could enter Jiang Mingda's heart best at this time.
Jiang Mingda stared straight into her eyes. Zhang Yuting felt Jiang Mingda's sadness and resentment so realistically, but she did not retreat at all. Her eyes were as clear as the blue sky.
In the end, Jiang Mingda retreated. He could not bear the care in Zhang Yuting's eyes...
At this time, the bell rang in class. The first section was Chinese class. Zhang Yuting said to Jiang Mingda in a soft voice: It’s time for class, don’t go against Teacher Yu, hehe, I knew you would have known about you, my dad told me...
After saying that, Zhang Yuting ran back to her seat. After sitting down, she looked back at Jiang Mingda. There was a sense of pity in her eyes.
Jiang Mingda stared at Zhang Yuting in a daze. After feeling the meaning in her eyes, she snorted and turned her head out the window!
But Zhang Yuting’s deskmate asked her in a low voice, Yuting, what are you going to say about that little hooligan? Be careful that he will 'eat' you! Haha!
Zhang Yuting glared at her and said, "It's time for class...
Sure enough, not long after, the footsteps of high heels rang out outside the classroom...
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