Composite piles that do not move are not very difficult, and if the time is not calculated, there is no big problem in passing.

Amy, who didn't feel the difficulty, asked Davina to adjust her to the first level.

"Click." With the sound of the machine turning, the stakes began to move slowly and irregularly.

The result was tragic, and Amy fell before she could reach half of it.

After several more attempts, unable to go further, Amy gave up.

When it was Davina's turn to play, she was a little more powerful than Amy, and with the footwork inherited from the Frost Flow Martial Arts Gym, she would be walking more than halfway.

"Wow, that's too hard, isn't it?" Davina, who had fallen, was holding her head at the moment, complaining about the broken machine.

"You were blowing the sky before, but now you're suffering." Amy quipped with a chuckle.

"Alas, when I will be like Calais, then I will be content." Davina looked up, looked at the soft light of the ceiling, and began to be unrealistic and delusional.

"I think you can do it, martial arts talent is secondary, and hard work is the key." Calais was actually encouraging Davina at the moment.

"Ten years of hard training is not as good as an epiphany, but if there is no ten years of hard training, there will never be that epiphany." Calais said it was unreal.

"Well, well, you're comforting me." Davina got back to her feet and jumped on the stake again.

"I'm going to go tonight!" Suddenly regained his senses and jumped forward.

Amy looked a little envious, this kind of nervous, indomitable, and indomitable character is really very suitable for practicing martial arts.

In this way, Calais's arrival brought a storm of composite piles in the training room tonight, and everyone was scrambling to try, but only Georgina alone passed the level 1 difficulty.

The hot-blooded Davina didn't finish it completely tonight, and the best one was over 100, but she still regretted falling down.

"Goodbye, Mr. Calais!"

"Teacher Teaching Assistant, see you tomorrow!" The ordinary students who left waved goodbye to Calais, and compared to Thea, who had been watching the dragon all day, the assistant teacher who had trained with them and conquered them with his power was obviously more popular with the students.

Late at night, many people left one after another, and soon, the lively training room became deserted, and Calais said goodbye to Amy and Davina and returned to the dormitory.

Bertha had already taken a shower and slept, sitting on the couch in Calais, reminiscing about tonight's cultivation.

The wonderful feeling of the 'Qingxiao footwork' has been gradually mastered, and the subtlety of the footwork has been realized, which makes Calais's practice full of motivation.

"Perhaps, if you find the rest of the remnants of the 'Qingxiao Footwork', you can really walk in the void." Calais is looking forward to the future and hopes to find the complete 'Qingxiao Footwork'.

Suddenly, out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of a book on the table.

The table was clean, translucent dark green glass, with only a book on it, lying quietly here.

The blue cover, without any pattern, looks very simple, is the unified style of the library rubbing, and the cover has three large characters in the body, "The Stars Turn".

It was this book that attracted Bertha, and the bizarre cosmic world inside attracted the girl who was infinitely curious about the world, and at this moment, it also attracted the attention of Calais.

Opening the book, Calais read it quickly.

As the librarian Vera said, this is a first-person adventure novel about the protagonist's adventures and experiences in the universe.

It doesn't feel like anything special.

But after watching it for a while, Calais found that compared to the adventure experience, there are occasional interspersed with the protagonist's shooting experience and the cultivation story mentioned in a few words.

"I have long since faded into the world, and now I am walking on the road of seeking holiness, step by step, full of ups and downs, my relatives and friends have left me, this is destined to be a lonely road."

is different from the tone full of curiosity and exploration in what he has seen and heard, every time he describes the protagonist's cultivation experience, what emerges is indeed full of sadness and helplessness.

"This is a road full of thorns, I thought I could travel 50,000 miles a day in one step, and the earth team is so small, but so what?" Calais saw this sentence and was surprised to find that many of the descriptions of martial arts were exactly the same as those in ancient books.

One step and three feet, 50,000 miles a day.

But this is also the last realm recorded in ancient books, the walker.

When it is completely different, the final step is the realm of the walker.

Sanctification and immortalization are all hearsay, and there is no real research and record.

With a quick flip through it, Calais hopes to see the author's follow-up words.

"Although the void is in the sky, it still can't get out of the cage of this planet." This is what the protagonist said when the spaceship crashed on a half-life planet, and the helplessness and unwillingness are revealed in the sentence.

Not only ancient books, but also this novel, including 'Qingxiao Footwork', all describe the scene of the warrior walking in the sky.

Can it really be? Seeing this, Calais was a little excited, and he vaguely felt the extraordinaryness of this book.

This is not a novel, this is probably an autobiography, an autobiography written by a powerful man in the world.

What is after that, sanctification?

Is transcendent sanctification really exist?

Calais didn't see everything with his own eyes, and Roman of Harman Star, even the strongest person he had ever met, was only half a step of magic.

The horizon is too narrow!

This vague description, in just a few words, reveals the road ahead.

Transcendental!

Sanctification is just a rumor, but Calais is looking forward to it at the moment.

Is he sanctified?

Without skipping, Calais also slowed down in reading, word by word, carefully flipping through it, as if missing any clue.

"Here I have run out of oil lamps, my life has dried up, and I have come to an end." At the end of the book, the words are desolate.

But Calais believed that since he had seen the autobiography, he must have come out.

In the last few pages, there are fewer and fewer words, and there is no story left other than a description of the half-life planet.

"There is no way to go." In the last line of the penultimate page, Calais sees the words of reversal.

Feeling the slight joy of the people in the book, Calais turned to the last page.

"The lonely mind is determined to be holy, but looking back is dead and silent."

There is only one sentence, but the words are very large, vigorous and powerful, and the pen is contained, but it reveals endless desolation.

What does this mean?

Through a few large characters, Calais can feel the flavor and charm of his brushstrokes, and the desolation revealed in them is desperate and breathless.

However, there is only one thing missing from the handwriting.

Life!

Dry and dead silence! This is a sign of a lack of vitality, and it is also something that is missing in the handwriting.

Perhaps, it is the handwriting of a saint!

Something suddenly came to mind, and Calais suddenly realized.

This is rubbing!

If you can find the original copy of this book, maybe, you will be able to figure out the answer!

Is there really a saint at this time? Calais thinks there is!

After reading this book, Calais didn't think it would be a novel, just a few words revealed, others may not understand it, but Calais saw the charm and understanding of martial arts contained in it.

This is a rubbings of the handwriting of the saints!

Returning to the cover, Calais saw the author of the book.

No trace.

It's just two words, nothing very special, but it's the name of a saint, and Calais is convinced of it.

And in the last sentence, Calais couldn't understand, since he was sanctified and lived from this half-life planet, why, why did only endless desolation be revealed?

Looking back, it was dead silence.

As a saint, what kind of power does he have? What happened to him in the end?

None of this is known in Calais.

Go to the library tomorrow and see if you can find some other traces.

After reading it repeatedly, Calais read this book of "The Stars of the Heavens" countless times this night, and while reminiscing, he raised more questions, but no one could help him answer them.

After a sleepless night, Calais arrived at the classroom early the next morning.

Today Thea taught a set of footwork, and with Calais's reminder last night, the students cooperated with the training of their composite piles, which was very efficient.

But Calais didn't have the heart to watch them, and he was still thinking about the bits and pieces of "The Turning of the Stars" repeatedly, looking for clues inside.

"Hey, Calais, don't be in a daze, you should point me out." Looking at Calais, who was silent, Davina leaned over again and said coquettishly to Calais.

Davina, who thought she would be ignored by Calais, was surprised to hear Calais's words.

"Your center of gravity must be stable, move with your body, be flexible under your feet, keep up with your center of gravity, and drive your legs with your body to be able to go to the next level." Calais glanced at Davina, which looked perfunctory, but in fact it was the key to Davina.

Calais didn't look at Davina's cultivation today, this was a problem he found out last night, but he didn't say it last night.

Davina took these things to memory, slowly recalling Calais's words, muttering them in her mouth, and gesturing with her feet.

Thea on the side naturally saw this scene, she didn't know why Calais had such a good relationship with Davina, but Davina was Thea's key object of care, and Calais's actions naturally caused her dissatisfaction.

She also heard what Calais said, and there was a bit of truth, which made Thea reluctantly hold back and not immediately look for Calais's trouble.

The morning passed quickly, and Calais left the classroom and got up to go to the library.

"Calais, don't go." Thea's voice from behind stopped him.

"How." Calais frowned, in normal times, he naturally wouldn't care, but at this moment he desperately wanted to go to the library to find out the whereabouts of the true work of "The Stars of Heaven", and Thea's actions made him dissatisfied.

"Please don't just give students a finger." Thea gets straight to the point.

"I don't take the initiative to teach them, but when they ask me, I'll answer, and that's what it's my job like." With that, Calais turned and left.

Looking at Calais's departing back, Thea clenched her fists, but didn't stop him again.