When he woke up again, Gao Ge found that he was back in the hospital, and he was relieved, he was really afraid that everything that happened before was a dream. But now, seeing Meng Jing standing by the bed, smiling at himself, he was much more relaxed.

"Hmph, what are you talking about, just go back to fight?" Gao Ming snorted coldly beside him, his face calm, and he looked very displeased.

"Okay, okay, the child is fine, don't you have it, what do you say so much?" Song Yun began to feel sorry for her son again.

The actual situation is that when Gao Ge was in a coma, Song Yun kept chattering and complaining.

As soon as he said this, the door of the ward was pushed open, and a little fat man of the same age as Gao Ge walked in with a few boxes.

"Boss, you're awake! haha, I just bought this meal. The little fat man laughed at the sound of a tractor.

"Why are you here?" Gao Ge looked at the little fat man, and his emotions were suddenly a little excited.

"That's what I'm talking about, I'm carrying you to the hospital!" The little fat man put down the meal and said indignantly, "Boss, when you are discharged from the hospital, let's go to Li Lang, special mother, this kid is going to die!"

Gao Ming couldn't help but cough when he heard this.

The little fat man hurriedly stopped talking and didn't continue.

"It's good to see you again. Gao Ge looked at the smiling little fat man and couldn't help but say.

"Don't worry, boss, you are blessed with a great life, and you will definitely not be unable to see me. The little fat man didn't think much about it, he just thought that Gao Ge was sighing for the rest of his life after the catastrophe.

The little fat man's name is Yue Xincheng, and he is a singing iron buddy.

The two have known each other since their first year of high school, but they are not in the same class, and they are very skilled, if it weren't for Yue Xincheng, the previous Gao Ge would have suffered more losses at the hands of Li Lang's group.

In the past, he only knew that Yue Xincheng was good, and when his aura recovered, he knew that this kid was still the second young master of an ancient martial arts family.

The era of aura revival opened, Yue Xincheng had good qualifications, and was sent to the local class of Xiuxian Academy, while Gao Ge entered the Hongzi class.

There are a total of eight classes, sorted by "Heaven and Earth Xuanhuang, Universe Flood".

Because the classes are different, the treatment is also different, just like the spirit stones assigned, the Tianzi class can receive eight a month, and the students in the Dizi class are seven, and so on, the second-to-last Hongzi class naturally only has two, in this case, Yue Xincheng will still take his spirit stones and share them equally with Gao Ge.

In the end, someone reported that it was revealed that Yue Xincheng was directly kicked out of the school and has not been heard from since.

The person who reported it was still instructed by Brother Yue Xincheng, which Gao Ge only learned about later.

"You call me boss, I don't seem to take good care of you. Looking at Yue Xincheng's smiling appearance, Gao Ge's heart suddenly tingled.

"Boss, did you take the wrong medicine?" Yue Xincheng's eyes widened, and he didn't understand.

Gao Ge shook his head and didn't continue.

He had already made a secret decision in his heart.

Since God has given him another chance, then he must take Yue Xincheng to the top of this world and see all the mountains at a glance!

When he was discharged from the hospital in the afternoon, Gao Ge lay on the bed to rest, flipped through the calendar, took a marker pen in his hand, and drew in circles on it.

"There is less than half a month before the opening of the secret realm of Broken Dragon Mountain. Gao Ge bit the cap of his pen, "When the time comes, you can also take Yue Xincheng with you, he himself is from an ancient martial arts family, and his ability to accept it is relatively strong, so he doesn't need to worry too much." ”

Speaking of these, he was a little curious.

Although Yue Xincheng has good skills, it is only relative to ordinary people.

Compared with the real ancient martial arts masters, there is still a big gap, and the reason is really puzzling.

"it!" Song Yun knocked on the door and said.

Waiting at the dinner table and eating food, Gao Ming used to turn on the TV to watch the news broadcast.

"Tomorrow will be once in fifty years, the closest the sun is to the earth......"

It so happened that the newscaster was talking about such a news.

With a "click", the chopsticks in the high singer fell to the ground.

"What are you doing, frizzy. Gao Ming frowned and reprimanded.

Gao Ge hurriedly picked up the chopsticks and rinsed them briefly, but he was already thinking about it in his heart.

The next day, Gao Ge got up early in the morning.

When he went downstairs, it was still dark.

After eating a few steamed buns downstairs, he walked all the way to the lawn behind the People's Square, he sat down cross-legged, raised his head and looked at the place where the morning sun was about to rise, and it was a red light, which was very beautiful.

It's just that he didn't come early in the morning to see the rising sun.

"I've heard people say in my last life that this day when the sun is closest to the earth is called the Purple Qi Day by immortal cultivators, once in fifty years, running cultivation on this day, the effect is dozens of times that of previous days, and today's purple qi is also the purest time, if you can receive a wisp of pure purple qi in your body, it will be smoother when you hit the martial vein. He sat on the floor and muttered to himself.

When the sun slowly rose, he closed his eyes and began to practice the breathing that he had learned in the academy in his previous life, this simplest method of breathing, known as qi conduction, is very common, but it is also the most useful, even those who are invincible Tianjiao, they are inseparable from qi conduction, only by forming a breath of qi in the body, and then guiding this qi to break through the martial arts, can it be regarded as completely stepping into the road of cultivating immortals.

In the human body, there are a total of thirty-six martial veins.

The more you break through, the greater the benefit, which is also a yardstick to determine whether a person is gifted. Breaking through the martial veins is like building a high-rise building and laying a foundation, as long as the foundation is solid enough, a high-rise building can be built.

In his previous life, Gao Ge only opened two martial arts, and after that, he couldn't rush away.

The morning sun rises, and purple air comes from the east.

More than an hour had passed, and Gao Ge finally grabbed a wisp of purple qi and immediately incorporated it into the sea of qi, only then did he reopen his eyes, and suddenly felt that his body bones were much lighter, which could be described as a remarkable effect.

He twisted his neck and moved his muscles, only to find a girl in a long blue dress standing behind him.

It took him by surprise.

The girl's skin was as white as snow, her eyebrows were as narrow as a lancet, and her eyes were black and white.

But the other party's good-looking is different from Meng Jing.

Meng Jing is well-behaved and cute, I see pity, Chu Chu is moving.

But the girl in front of her has a cold and glamorous aura, as if everything in the square circle should be frozen into ice, especially when she comes into contact with the other party's gaze, she will feel that the air she breathes into her lungs is full of ice slag, if she is allowed to ride a horse and hold a long knife in her hand, she will be a female general.

"You are also an ancient martial arts cultivator?" said the girl, with a hint of curiosity written on her face, "Your Qi Channeling Technique seems to be a little unusual. ”

Cultivators and immortal cultivators, but the names are different, but in fact, the meaning is the same.

Gao Ge was stunned, he suddenly felt that the girl in front of him looked a little familiar.

However, I can't remember where I saw it.

"Have we met somewhere?" Gao Ge asked seriously.

The girl sneered: "The routine is so old, your Qing Dynasty is dead." ”

Gao Ge: "......"

"Which family are you a cultivator, the Yue family, the Ning family, or the Zhao family?"