Omniscient and Almighty

  Chapter 820 Babel

What's wrong?

   Chang Yansong didn't know what to say.

   Specifically, he is in a state of panic now, let alone thinking, for a while, he can't even speak a word.

The old man who threw himself into the pavilion was Chang Yansong's grandfather, Chang Zhenhe. The old man looked at his grandson's condition, then pulled the words book in his hand and looked down.

   took a few glances, the old man retrieved the previous page from behind, and looked at the beginning of the storybook.

   He just swept over.

   But he just glanced at it, and the eagerly looking down seemed to be stuck by gum and could not be shaken off.

   He also has no intention of dumping.

  Therefore, the old man who just flew into the pavilion just stood there and turned over the script, causing the whole pavilion inside and outside the pavilion to fall into a kind of quiet weirdness.

  Unconsciously, the old man clenched the hand holding the script.

  Like his grandson, his fingers were clenched until they turned white, even with a slight trembling.

   Although it is insignificant, it is still perceptible.

  Because there are several people who are gathered outside the pavilion at the moment, they are quite high-level people, so close at hand, it is difficult to hide any sound or movement from their eyes.

   What's more, Chang Zhenhe's movement is not small at all.

   His breathing became heavier!

   This made some people outside the pavilion tremble. ——What is it that can make a character of the rank so absent-minded?

  The story continues from what Chang Yansong saw:

Among the top ten in the    ethnic studies assessment, Leng Qingyun came in fourth, missing the top three with a difference of two points.

   After school, the children all left one after another, and Leng Qingyun was left behind by her husband.

   "Sir?" After coming to Mr. Leng Qingyun respectfully, he said softly.

   "Why, in the fourth place, in a bad mood?" Mr. said with a smile.

Before Leng Qingyun could answer, he restrained his smile and said lightly: "There is one question in the paper, and all the children have answered it wrong, but you are the only one who answered it correctly. There are also several questions in the paper, and most children Neither, you will."

   "On the contrary, in the two volumes of text and math, almost all the questions that children know, you answered a few wrong."

   "Don't say any of these, just talk about poetry. This is the part you are best at in Su Ri, but this time, you simply didn't answer a question."

Mr.    said lightly and slowly.

  Leng Qingyun lowered his head like a child who did something wrong.

   "I know your child is a little careful, but in fact...it's not necessary." After a pause, the husband continued.

  Leng Qingyun raised his head.

"Why, when your husband is an idiot, you can't even see such a little trick of yours?" The husband smiled, then shook his head, "I know you don't fit in well in ethnology. Indeed, there are a few children who don't treat you well. Very friendly, but more of the other kids, no?"

  Leng Qingyun opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but he didn't say it.

Mr.    reached out and patted him on the shoulder, then said, "Son, you are sensible, but you have underestimated the Ye family."

   "That's all, it's over."

   "Qingyun, your surname is Leng, but I don't want you to be cold too."

   "The avenue is already cold. If those of us who walk on the road are also cold, how can we go on this long road?"

   "Children, don't think too much, relax and laugh."

   "Come on, let me see with a smile."

  Leng Qingyun had mixed feelings in his heart.

   All his thoughts, all his small thoughts, were seen through by Mr.

Mr.    has the solemnity of his father, the kindness of his mother, and the openness and vastness of a saint. Just like the sky and the earth, he is revered and looked up to, yet he is by his side.

   will always contain you.

  Even if you have nothing, even if you have nothing, you will not dislike and abandon you.

  Leng Qingyun did not smile.

   Emotionally stirred, he hugged his husband and burst into tears.

   It's like crying out all the things that have accumulated in my heart from tears and crying cleanly.

"That's right, young man, if you don't cry, don't laugh, don't run, don't jump, don't be impatient, what kind of youth are you? Teenagers should be like fire, walk like wind, sit down, and be like a rock on the ground. , like a cloud in the sky."

   "Sir, I understand." After crying happily, Leng Qingyun took two steps back and wiped his face embarrassedly.

   Seeing the front of Mr.'s shirt wet with his tears, he felt even more embarrassed.

   "Qingyun, you are a good child."

   "Sir, I have two words for you today."

   "Tianxingjian, cultivators should keep improving themselves. This is the first sentence."

   "In fact, you have already done this sentence, and you don't need to say it again. I hope you can experience the next sentence."

   "The terrain is wide, and cultivators carry things with great virtue."

  Leng Qingyun silently memorized the words of his husband, and he didn't even want to miss a word.

   After saying these words, the master said again: "This time, you should be the first."

   "Although the fourth place in the result can't be changed, but if you missed the reward that should be given to the top three, sir, I will call the shots and give you the same."

   "Follow me!"

Mr.    said, and then Leng Qingyun was horrified to find that they were no longer in the school just because of these words, but came to a place where they didn't know where they were.

   This looks like a hillside.

   In front of them is a big tree, and all around them are trees, but they are not too dense, and the sun can easily pour down from above.

   "Qingyun, look good!"

   At this moment, the teacher stretched out his finger, and Ling Xu lightly tapped the position between Leng Qingyun's eyebrows.

  Boom!

   Like a thunder, it exploded in Leng Qingyun's mind.

   For a moment, it seemed that the world was spinning, but at the next moment, all the spinning of the sky stopped. What Leng Qingyun felt was a soberness and clarity that he had never felt before.

   And when he looked at it with concentration, his face turned pale all of a sudden.

   The whole world has changed.

  Besides and around, there was originally nothing, and it was filled with a faint mist-like thing.

   Nearest, all these fogs gathered in one direction, as if there was a vortex there, like a vortex of water, sucking all the fog.

  Leng Qingyun looked at it, but it was the big tree in front of him.

   And when his eyes were focused on the big tree, Leng Qingyun suddenly exclaimed.

   This big tree was no different from the other trees on the side before. At this moment, in his field of vision, the whole body showed a transparent water color.

  The root part of the tree is transparent.

  The trunk part is transparent.

  The branch part is transparent.

   And those thousands of leaves, while being transparent, bloomed with colorful rays of light, more dazzling than the morning glow, more gorgeous than the sunset glow.

   That is the brightness that Leng Qingyun has never seen in his life.

   Even at this moment, in the eyes of Leng Qingyun, even the ground where the roots of this big tree are located seems to be transparent. It seems that this big tree is not planted on the ground, but in colorful clouds, in the void.

   "This, this, sir, this is..." Leng Qingyun was dumbfounded.

   Let him act as calm as he used to be, like a little adult, but in the end, he's still just a teenager.

   At this moment, this young man seemed to be in a dream.

   But even in a dream, there has never been such a scene!

   That is impossible to dream of!

   "This is the Tongtian Tree." The gentleman said lightly, "Eighteen thousand years ago, another person and I planted it together."

   "Want to know what condensate is?"

   "Would you like to know how Ningqi San came from?"

   (end of this chapter)