If Chen Changsheng directly began to lead the starlight into his body and cleanse the marrow after lighting the starlight that night, the girl in Baicao Garden, which is separated from the National Education College, might be able to rely on her own talent to follow the unbroken feelings to discover his existence. If the sweat he flowed on the floor did not turn into the wind and could never see it in the floor again, she might be able to discover him.

The problem is that at this time, Chen Changsheng once again showed a very different temperament or thoughts from ordinary people. He resisted the temptation of washing marrow without hesitation and went back to the small building to take a shower and sleep. The floor had already been unable to see even a trace of sweat stains.

The next day, Chen Changsheng read the theory of marrow cleaning carefully again, especially the part that attracted the starlight to clean the marrow. He took a lot of notes and confirmed that he had fully mastered the content. He went to the grass by the lake to squint his eyes and rest, and waited until the setting sun fell under the city wall and night came. He confirmed that his physical condition and spirit were in a very good state, so he opened the door of the library and officially started marrow cleaning.

His spiritual sense spread into the sky, and did not cross the roof of the library to the night sky, but he knew that he had established a dark connection with the distant little red star. This feeling was not real. To be more precise, the connection between him and the star did not feel any perception in his body and spiritual world, but he was very convinced that the star was there and no one could take it away.

Just as the Pope said back then: that thread really exists.

Chen Changsheng closed

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4e0a Eyes, calm the mind, open the soul, and follow the method of marrow cleaning to enter the state of forgetting both the things and self, absolutely relaxing, and quietly wait for the essence condensed by the starlight to come to you along the thread.

Time passes gradually, and the night wind is sometimes gentle and sometimes condenses.

The woods outside the library were quiet. Yesterday, this forest was repaired by the labor service of the sect office. Many branches were cut off. The broken branches were exposed in the air, emitting the unique fragrance of trees, and were sent to the distance by the night wind.

The reason why the wood fragrance emitted by the broken branches is so strong is that the place is permeating outward with a nearly transparent gel, which is the sap. The trees in the National Education College are very diverse, so naturally there is no fruit wood, and the smell is very good.

There is a very thick locust tree, with thick branches near the ground cut off. One of them looks very much like a scar. There is already a lot of gum condensed from it. When the night wind blows, it slowly flows down the trunk to the ground. If those who are interested in killing and poking look at this scene, they will feel that the locust tree has been cut off and its arms are bleeding. But in fact, under the silver starlight, the sap flowing is more like sweet molasses.

After a long time, the honey-like sap finally fell to the ground and fell on a clump of grass. If it was not lucky or cruel to turn a certain insect into the original form of amber, it would eventually become the food for those insects.

Similar scenes also happened in the library.

The brilliance of countless stars fell on the invisible and invisible line, condensed into a slightly thick essence, and then slowly flowed down the line to the ground. Ignoring how many distances I went, ignoring the roof of the library, and finally landed on Chen Changsheng.

The starry light was soft and moist, and the skin on Chen Changsheng's face seemed to have turned into jade. However, the next moment, the starry light seeped in like sand and wind passing through his fingers, and could no longer be seen, but his face was as before, without any change.

There are still many starry lights falling on him, and those starry lights seem to be able to ignore any obstacles and easily penetrate his clothes and fall on him.

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However, the surface of his body still failed to stay and penetrated into the depths of his body, so he didn't know where he went.

Chen Changsheng closed his eyes, did not see these pictures, nor did he know what was happening.

He didn't wake up until every morning light fell in Kyoto and a rooster began to sing.

He was a little excited. He rarely had such excitement in the past fourteen years, because if the marrow cleaning was successful, he would embark on the road of cultivation. Whether he could get the first place in the Grand Court Examination, he would have some say in his destiny.

This emotion is not good for the body. He silently said to himself, using his willpower that is completely unsuitable to his age, calm down in a very short time, and then looked at his hands, his expression changed slightly, and his eyes were full of confusion and confusion.

His hands did not change at all, as clean as last night.

He took out a small round mirror from his arms and looked at his face in the mirror. After a moment of silence, he put down the small round mirror, pulled up his collar and looked at his body, and found that there was no change, just as clean as in the past few years.

This should not be the case if the marrow cleaning is successful.

According to the theory of marrow washing, humans survive in the world, eat, breathe, and absorb nutrients, and also bring all the dirty air between heaven and earth into their bodies. Therefore, they need to attract starlight into their bodies, using the purest and gentlest power of the stars to drive all those things out of their bodies.

According to the predecessors, after the marrow washing is successful, people's bodies will discharge a lot of fishy sweat, and may even suffer from severe diarrhea. Only in this way can it be proved that the dirty air in the body is excreted.

However, Chen Changsheng's body has not changed at all.

He is a person with a slight obsession with cleanliness. He loves cleaning very much, but at this moment he really wants to see the dirty and smelly black mud appear on his body, because this matter has nothing to do with cleanliness, and no matter how he looks, it shouldn't be like this now.

Chen Changsheng looked at the rising sun outside the window and was silent for a long time.

Suddenly, he pressed the back of his hand to the floor and grinded it hard twice. After feeling the real pain, he raised his hand and saw a large red mark on the back of his hand, and blood could be seen faintly. So he knew that his marrow washing was indeed not successful.

When the stars come, the first thing they touches the skin, so when the marrow is washed, the skin is strengthened.

His skin has not changed from last night.

Chen Changsheng remained silent. He thought that the problem of his meridians would only lead to the loss of souls easily, and it would be difficult to convert starlight into true energy in the future and keep it in his body. However, he thought that at least the step of marrow cleaning could be completed, but he did not expect that it would still not work.

As the morning light gradually became brighter, he stood up and walked out of the library. Because he sat cross-legged for a whole night, his body felt a little sore and his walking slowly. Looking from behind, he looked like a child who had just recovered from a serious illness.

When he walked back to the small building and looked at the kettle with steam on the stove, he felt a little sad. According to the records in the theory of marrow washing, he thought that when he came back, he would be covered in dirty body, so he prepared hot water in advance. Who would have thought that he had not even had a drop of sweat?

He thought about it and finally decided to take a shower.

It wasn't because I sat on the floor all night, nor because there was still some dust in the academy.

There was something wrong with him in his body, which made him dislike his body very much. He always felt that his body was a little dirty.

He washes very frequently, loves cleanliness, and has a slight obsession with cleanliness, which is actually because of this.

He poured hot water into the big bucket in the corner of the wall, walked in, covered his face with wet hair, leaned against the bucket, spread his arms backward, feeling so tired.

A faint sigh came from under the wet towel.

That's when.

A sigh came from the other side of the courtyard wall.

Chen Changsheng thought to himself, it turns out that sad people are everywhere.

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No one knew that Chen Changsheng tried to cleanse marrow. Even those who saw him lit up the life star, because cleaning marrow is more common than Dingxing. Whether it is the great powerhouse in the marrow cleaning realm or even the star gathering realm, as long as he is practicing, he needs to do this thing night after night. Moreover, those who have the ability to see the life star being looked at cannot see the thread, and naturally they don’t know whose other end of the thread is held in.

There is no limit to human self-reinforcement.

Marrow cleaning is never a day.

At night, Chen Changsheng walked into the library again and sat on the floor to continue trying.

A fourteen-year-old boy was excited again from his frustration and spent too little time. All of these were thanks to the things he had experienced and was about to go through. Of course, he should resent those things even more.

He had no time to be depressed, so he could only keep trying and working hard.

If you fail, you will be successful. These six words are most suitable for him.

Meditation, countless thick but invisible star essences flowed down from the high night sky along the invisible line of fate, and fell on him again, like a spring breeze.

The starry lights penetrated into his body quietly like last night, and could no longer be seen.

The process lasted for a long time until it was getting dark and he woke up again.

He looked at his hands and found no change. He touched his forehead with his hand, but did not find a drop of sweat. The old clothes on his body were still so dry. The morning breeze floated out of the window, and he could easily brush his sleeves.

He didn't understand that even if the body's meridians were cut off and the skin and hair could withstand starlight, there should be some changes.

Where did those starry lights go?

He thought that the starry light had scattered into the air and turned into invisible.

He didn't know that when he closed his eyes and meditated and meditated, the starlight passed through his black hair and his hands, through his old clothes and the short sword around his waist, and quietly entered his body without losing at all.

It was like snow flakes passing through the wind and the woods and falling to the ground.

It is very difficult to happen without a leaf holding on to a piece of snow.

But it really happened.

Now it seems that the woods are still lush and green, without a little white.

What's the truth?

The snow on the ground under the woods was getting thicker.

This is accumulation.

One day, it will be thin.
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