Sun Chuci pondered for a moment, but did not refute.
Their team has always consisted of seven people, who have worked together in the underworld to get to where they are today, and everyone listens to him.
However, others had different opinions on enrolling in the Agricultural College, with everyone feeling that it was pointless.
After all, the academy is fun and new for everyone, and the colorful life here makes even the hard work of scoring points enjoyable.
Therefore, only Sun Chuci enrolled in the Agricultural College, and Tuanzi enrolled because she couldn't bear to see him go alone.
Sun Chuci thought for a moment and said, "Why don't you transfer to another college? I asked around, and the procedures are very easy to handle. You can apply on the college's app."
Tuanzi pouted: "Leave you all alone? I won't do something like that."
As she spoke, Tuanzi secretly glanced at Sun Chuci before continuing to shovel food into her mouth.
At this moment, the other five members of their team arrived, along with a new friend they had just met.
They were shocked when they saw Sun Chuci and Tuanzi's appearance: "You two really got yourselves into this state."
"Hmm," Sun Chuci nodded, "How are you all doing?"
One of them laughed and said, "Not bad. There are quite a few interesting people at the Extraordinary Academy. There's a student in the academy with particularly amazing abilities; he can pull others into his mirror world and make them lose their way."
Sun Chuci laughed and said, "Great! How about we have a little meeting tonight? I'll share my thoughts on the Agricultural College, and I also hope you can join us."
The five looked at each other in bewilderment: "Ah, Brother Chu Ci, we also snagged a lecture tonight, supposedly about classic battle videos of superhumans from another world, supposedly a recording of a fight between Shindai Yunluo and Xu Linsen. We still have to attend class... Oh right, and attending class gives you 10 points."
Sun Chuci was silent for a few seconds, then smiled and said, "Then you guys should hurry up and go to class."
The five people hesitated for a moment, but ultimately left.
Sun Chuci looked across at Tuanzi, who was crying her eyes out. He smiled and asked, "What's wrong?"
Tuanzi wiped her tears with the back of her dirty hands, making her face messy: "It's nothing, it's just that everyone has had a tough journey, and now this is happening all of a sudden."
Sun Chuci took a bite of rice and said, "What are you thinking? We're not going our separate ways. We're just not in the same college anymore."
You have many friends in your life. Sometimes you drift apart, and sometimes you meet again. This is all normal.
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In the dormitory.
Xiaoyu, who had just finished showering, cried and said, "No, I want to transfer to another hospital. I'd rather die than go to the Agricultural College!"
Ma Jingjing advised, "Just hang in there a little longer, maybe you can really learn something at the Agricultural College."
Xiaoyu said hysterically, "I can bear the hardship, but I only went there because you all guessed that this was an academy run by Qingchen. But now, where is Qingchen?"
Yi Wenbo analyzed, "Although I guessed wrong, this Agricultural College must have some secrets."
Xiaoyu thought of this and said, "Why don't you go? You can tell me any good news. I can also share the news with you when I go to the Extraordinary Academy."
Ma Jingjing pondered, "This seems like a solution. After all, we're a group, and we don't all need to be in the same college. We can share information with any college that has good news."
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The sound of rushing water could be heard.
Steam rose from the washroom in the dormitory, indicating that someone was taking a shower inside.
"Kongyin, are you really not considering transferring to another college?" The chubby girl in the same dormitory asked through the glass door, "Look how dirty your clothes are. This Agricultural College isn't for attending classes; they're clearly treating you like laborers."
No one spoke in the restroom.
The girl continued, "You had it so easy filming outside, I don't know why you came to the academy, and now you're farming. Do you know what people are saying? They say you're a princess who's fallen on hard times, it makes me angry."
At that moment, Kamishiro Sora walked out of the bathroom wrapped in a bath towel.
She sat on the bed, lost in thought, occasionally glancing at the vast sea outside the floor-to-ceiling window.
“What kind of princess am I? I’m just an ordinary time traveler like you all,” said Kamishiro Sora.
The chubby girl sat on the bed eating potato chips: "It's different. Before you became a time traveler, you were an artistic goddess in Japan, the leading lady of a national treasure-level director, just like the 'Zhang Yimou girls' in China."
Kamishiro Sora looked at the blisters on her hands, then smiled gently and said, "That's all in the past. Let's not talk about it now. I need to rest. I'm really tired today."
"Kongyin, I'm curious, why do you want to join the Agricultural College?" the girl asked.
Kamishiro Sora laughed and said, "I just think there might be someone there. Although we haven't found them yet, they might appear someday, which is quite interesting. Besides, the Agricultural Academy has so few people, yet they're still ranked in the top fifty. Having this many points is pretty good."
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A morning at the College of Agriculture.
Zard eagerly brought over a chair for Qingchen, who lay down on it with a smile: "Two people are missing, so there are only six left."
At this moment, only six people remained on the field: Nangong Yuanyu, Sun Chuci, Tuanzi, Ma Jingjing, Yi Wenbo, and Shen Daikongyin. Xiaoyu and Li Mengyun had been transferred to another hospital.
Qing Chen didn't care.
Nangong Yuanyu asked calmly, "Dean, the pits are all dug, what are we doing today?"
"Bury it."
All six students looked surprised, with a hint of incomprehension and anger in their expressions.
Qingchen said, "It's still not too late to transfer to another hospital."
As he spoke, he closed his eyes to rest, visualizing the Thunder Technique in his mind.
He discovered that even simply visualizing those immortal seal characters could continuously nourish and slowly strengthen the lightning within his body.
I wonder what changes will occur after the full text is analyzed.
Nangong Yuanyu and the others remained silent for a moment, then turned around to get shovels and filled the pit back with soil.
Qingchen lay there from morning till evening, as if he were sunbathing on a beach.
After the six men filled the pit back in, he asked Zard to pick a leaf of chicken blood sprout for each of them: "Crush it and rub it on your hands to heal your wounds. Apply it so your hands don't get sore and you can't work tomorrow."
As he spoke, he walked into the shadow of the war fortress building.
Zheng Yuandong leaned against the wall and laughed, "You're not that old, but you're really ruthless. I saw that Tuanzi and Shendai Kongyin both filled the hole with red eyes."
Qing Chen didn't respond to that question, but instead asked, "Have the Taoist priests been invited?"
"They've all been invited; they all recognize the Immortal's Seal script."
Ten minutes later, Qing Chen sat in the Kunlun Command Center, looked at the five gray-haired Taoist priests in front of him, and said politely, "I invited you all here to trouble you to help translate some text."
Old Taoist priest: "Is food provided?"
Qing Chen was taken aback for a moment: "Manage it."
"That's fine then."
"Does anyone have any other requests?" Qing Chen asked.
“No,” one of them said, his eyelids drooping and his eyebrows falling to his chin. “It’s already quite an achievement to be able to see what our ancestors left behind. Logically speaking, we should be thanking you.”
Qing Chen shook his head: "I won't show you the whole text. I will break the 281 characters into five parts and have you translate them cross-referenced to verify their accuracy."
The old Taoist priest smiled and said, "It's alright. Once you've finished translating, just tell us the name of the article."
Qing Chen glanced at Zheng Yuandong, then split the Thunder Technique into five parts, each containing 201 characters, and interleaved them to prevent anyone from pretending to understand.
He can only believe it if three people simultaneously translate a single word correctly.
After all, there aren't many Taoist priests in this world who understand the Immortal's Seal script.
Less than half an hour later, the five old Taoist priests each handed out a piece of paper.
Qing Chen pieced together the question first, then asked in confusion, "Is the question 'The Gods of Thunder'?"
An old Taoist priest's eyes gleamed: "The Thunder Gods' Office? Is there really a Thunder Gods' Office in this world? The Thunder Gods' Office of the Heavenly Venerable of Universal Transformation of Thunder in the Nine Heavens?"
Qing Chen ignored him and instead, in his memories, pieced together the words that the old Taoist priests had broken down and translated, one by one, to form the inheritance of the Ten Thousand Gods Thunder Division.
Of these 281 characters, excluding the title "Pantheon Raisi," there are 277 other characters.
It is divided into four sections.
The first section is about the ultimate truth.
The second section is about fate.
The third section is about the three calamities and nine misfortunes.
The fourth section governs life and death.
Why is it that all orthodox cultivation traditions use the four-section breathing technique? The Cundi Dharma is one, as is the Ten Thousand Gods Thunder Bureau.
While the texts of spiritual traditions are essential, the true method to unravel them lies in breathing techniques.
The first phrase is inhalation, the second phrase is exhalation, and so on, forming a breathing technique that initiates the transmission of spiritual practice.
Qingchen kept adjusting his breathing, memorizing the frequency of his breaths using the rhythm of the words.
When he completed the first section of the breathing technique 'The Ultimate Way', golden light shone through his tightly closed eyes, as if golden light was about to flow out from the slits of his eyes.
Watching from the side, Ni Ergou even suspected that if Qing Chen were to shed a single tear at this moment, it would be met with a thunderous roar.
When Qing Chen completed the second section of the breathing technique, 'Qi Shu', his breath was accompanied by patches of golden clouds.
Judging solely from the power of the breathing technique, the Pantheon Thunder God is far more magnificent than the Zhunti Dharma.
When Qing Chen completed the third breathing technique, 'Three Calamities and Nine Calamities', his aura was still at its peak, with lightning faintly visible behind him.
When Qing Chen completed the fourth breathing technique, 'Life and Death Control', flame patterns suddenly bloomed on both sides of his cheeks, and circular lightning bolts floated behind his head.
The old Taoist priests were astonished by what they saw: "Heavens...Heavenly Venerable?!"
As they spoke, the old Taoist priests were about to kneel down, but Ni Ergou quickly stopped them, saying, "No, no, you mustn't."
The old Taoist priest, with a strength he didn't seem to possess, shoved aside Ni Ergou, who was at the B-rank level. The old man roared, "Don't be disrespectful before the Heavenly Venerable! You should all kneel down now, lest you offend the Heavenly Venerable!"
Ni Ergou: "..."
Lu Yuan: "..."
Zheng Yuandong: "..."