Chapter 115: Treading Water

"It turned out to be the half-saint saint intent of Luo Xu's predecessor. ”

Zhang Ruochen admired Luo Xu very much, and bowed slightly to the Half-Saint Holy Intent.

Luo Shuihan saw Zhang Ruochen's movements, his eyes lit up slightly, and he nodded lightly, admiring Zhang Ruochen a little more.

Not only is he extremely talented, but he is not arrogant or arrogant, and in the future, he will never be a thing in the pool.

Luo Shui Han said: "There are a total of one thousand eight hundred and ninety-four small streams, three hundred and twenty-five small rivers, sixty-four large rivers, nine rivers, and a sea on this half-saint holy intent. Streams, rivers, rivers, rivers, and the sea correspond to the fivefold realm of spiritual power. How far can you go?"

Zhang Ruochen nodded, sat down under the picture scroll, and completely released his spiritual power.

At the same time, Luo Shuihan gently rolled up the white robe, sat cross-legged beside Zhang Ruochen, and also mobilized his spiritual power, staring at the demi-saint holy intent.

"Wow!"

"Wow!"

A moment later, the spiritual power of the two entered the world of the demi-saint saint's intent at the same time, and came to a country where water was shuttling.

Luo Shuihan was like a white fairy butterfly, barefoot, revealing two snow-white and crystal legs, treading water, and walked to the middle of a stream, just like a Lingbo fairy.

She turned to stare at Zhang Ruochen who was standing on the shore, her voice was soft and beautiful, like a heavenly sound, like a piano, and said, "There are thousands of paths for cultivation, but in the end, the trail will merge into the avenue, and the avenue will lead in the same direction." ”

"There are three thousand avenues, and different paths lead to the same end. Zhang Ruochen said.

Zhang Ruochen walked to the bank of the stream, slowly closed his eyes, raised one foot, stepped on the water, and the soles of his feet sank slightly, but in the end he still did not fall into the water.

Then, standing on the surface of the water with both feet, as if walking on flat ground, he walked towards Luo Shuihan.

Luo Shuihan nodded lightly, went down the river, and walked forward.

Zhang Ruochen quickened his pace, walked to Luo Shuihan's left side, walked side by side with her, closed his eyes, and only felt indescribably calm and comfortable.

"Zhang Ruochen, your talent is really high, stronger than any genius I have ever seen, can you tell me, how did you cultivate your spiritual power to your current height?" Luo Shuihan closed his eyes and walked forward with his instinct.

"I'm sorry, there are some secrets that I can't tell anyone. Zhang Ruochen said.

Luo Shuihan didn't ask anymore, and said, "Do you know what spiritual power is?"

Zhang Ruochen said: "Spiritual power comes from the brain spiritual platform. The human brain is full of infinite potential. Ordinary people can only use ten percent of their brains, so their mental power is only ten levels. Cultivating spiritual power can open up the treasure house of the brain and present endless possibilities. ”

"It is said that if an ordinary person who has not cultivated martial arts can make the utilization rate of his brain reach fifty percent, that is, his spiritual power will reach fifty ranks. Then he will be able to break through the limits of human beings through spiritual power and become a saint. ”

"The Spiritual Power Saint is even more terrifying than the Martial Dao Saint. Some of them can summon thunder and lightning, some can cast clouds and rain, some can awaken dead corpses that have been sleeping for thousands of years, some can communicate with the gods, and some can predict the future. ”

Luo Shuihan nodded and said, "The Spiritual Power Saint is indeed more powerful and weirder than the Martial Dao Saint, but it is a hundred times more difficult to become a Spiritual Power Saint than to become a Martial Dao Saint." The further the cultivation of spiritual power goes, the more difficult it will increase exponentially, and it will be difficult to ascend to the sky every time you ascend to the next level. Just like Elder Yue Jingchan, he has cultivated his spiritual power for eighty years, and he has cultivated his spiritual power to the thirty-ninth order. If there was no special chance, if he wanted to cultivate his spiritual power to the fortieth order, it would take at least forty years. But will he live for forty years?"

At this moment, they walked through the creek and entered a small river.

On the surface of the small river, continue to walk forward towards the big river.

The water in the small river became more turbulent, and the wind blew on the water, blocking Luo Shuihan and Zhang Ruochen's steps from walking forward.

It didn't take long for them to enter a large river.

The water in the river became more turbulent, and the wind on the surface of the water became more violent, as if it were about to blow them away.

After walking half the distance on the big river, Zhang Ruochen's voice came from Luo Shuihan's ears.

She said, "This is my limit, I can't go any further!"

Zhang Ruochen stopped and looked at Luo Shuihan beside him, but at some point, Luo Shuihan's entire body sank into the water, leaving only a world-shattering face still exposed on the water.

If she continued to walk, she would be completely drowned.

Luo Shui Han said: "I will cultivate here, as long as my spiritual power increases, I will be able to float out of the water and have the ability to continue to move forward." ”

"Take care. ”

After Zhang Ruochen said two words, he continued to walk forward.

Out of this big river, Zhang Ruochen entered a broader river.

As long as he follows this river, he can enter the sea.

From creeks to small rivers, from small rivers to big rivers, from big rivers to rivers, from rivers to the sea, people's horizons are becoming broader and broader, and the spiritual power they need is getting stronger and stronger.

As soon as he stepped into the river, Zhang Ruochen's feet sank slightly, and the water in the river could already submerge his instep.

After three thousand meters of progress, the water was up to his knees.

After walking for two thousand meters, the water reached his waist.

After another two thousand meters, the water flooded his chest.

With difficult steps, Zhang Ruochen continued to walk forward, every step was very difficult, and only by using all his strength could he move forward.

The water in the rivers is constantly tempering his spiritual power.

When the water in the river flooded his neck, Zhang Ruochen had to stop and try to compete with the current, so that he could keep breathing and not be drowned by the river.

As time passed little by little, Zhang Ruochen's body gradually floated up from the water, and the level was at the level of his waist.

Luo Shuihan's voice came from the shore, and said, "Zhang Ruochen, the time of an hour has come!"

Zhang Ruochen woke up from the intoxication of the growth of his mental power, looked at Luo Shuihan on the shore, and said, "So fast?"

Luo Shui Han said: "If you want to follow the path of a spiritual power saint, I can lend you this piece of demi-saint saint intent to help you." Of course, in that case, you have to give up martial arts. ”

"If you want to continue cultivating the martial arts, now, you must leave the Half-Saint Saint Intent!"

Of course, Zhang Ruochen understood what Luo Shuihan meant.

A martial artist can also cultivate spiritual power, but he can't indulge too much in cultivating spiritual power, which has a considerable impact on martial arts, and it is a taboo for martial artists.

Zhang Ruochen naturally couldn't give up martial arts, so he walked towards the shore.

At this moment, Zhang Ruochen saw a faint figure on the river in the distance. The figure stood in the middle of the water, as if practicing a profound fist technique.

The figure just disappeared in a flash, and when Zhang Ruochen looked again, the figure had disappeared.

"What are you looking at?" Luo Shuihan asked.

"I really want to see a figure that looks very similar to Luo Xu's predecessors. Ning Xiaochuan said.

Luo Shuihan's heart moved, and a strange brilliance appeared in his beautiful eyes, and he immediately asked, "What is that figure doing?"

Zhang Ruochen shook his head lightly and said, "That figure has disappeared, maybe I was dazzled." ”

Luo Shuihan's eyes showed a little disappointment, and said, "Maybe you didn't see dazzled eyes at all, it was probably really the phantom left by the ancestor, who was practicing his martial arts." ”

"Maybe!" Zhang Ruochen looked indifferent, stepped out of the water, and landed on the shore.

Luo Shuihan's eyes stared at Zhang Ruochen with some complicated eyes, and said, "Do you know how many levels your spiritual power has reached?"

Zhang Ruochen smiled: "I don't know. ”

"Thirty-four steps. Luo Shui said coldly.

Zhang Ruochen was not surprised, the resonance of the gods last time had increased his spiritual power by a large margin, and it was not a strange thing to reach the thirty-fourth order.

Luo Shuihan said again: "Do you know how much the spiritual power of the ancestor was when he reached the half-saint? At that time, the spiritual power of the ancestor was only thirty-eight ranks. It wasn't until the ancestor became a saint that his spiritual power broke through the fortieth order. ”

"Zhang Ruochen, you are only in the late stage of the Xuanji Realm now, and your spiritual power has reached the thirty-fourth order, and in the history of the entire Kunlun Realm, it is estimated that you can also rank in the top ten. If you give up martial arts from now on and specialize in spiritual power, you have at least a fifty percent chance of becoming a spiritual power saint. ”

Zhang Ruochen naturally understood what Luo Shuihan meant, his eyes were very firm, and he said, "It's impossible for me to give up martial arts." ”

"Okay! The road is under your feet, how you choose, it's all up to you. Luo Shuihan then said: "Your spiritual power is high, I will keep it secret for you and will not tell anyone." ”

"Thank you. Zhang Ruochen said.

Luo Shuihan and Zhang Ruochen withdrew from the Half-Saint Holy Intent and walked towards the outside of the Divine Power Palace.

Seeing Luo Shuihan and Zhang Ruochen walking out of the Divine Power Hall together, those students who were already waiting outside the hall all showed envy and jealousy.

In particular, Yu Chi Tiancong and Prince Huo Xing were so jealous that they stared at Zhang Ruochen deadly, as if they wanted to kill Zhang Ruochen with their eyes.

The door of the Divine Power Temple closed again, and the twelve students left separately.

Back at Xuanzi No. 1, Zhang Ruochen was planning to enter the space-time spar to practice swordsmanship, preparing for the quarterly assessment in two months.

With a "bang", the door of the room was opened with a palm, and Duanjupiter rushed in from the outside, with a strange smile on her pretty face, and said, "Zhang Ruochen, Senior Sister Luo took you to the third floor of the Divine Power Palace?"

Zhang Ruochen smiled: "That's right. ”

"What's on the third floor of the Divine Power Temple?" asked Duanjupiter Ling.

"Can't say. Zhang Ruochen said.

Duanmu Xingling's eyes widened, and he made a puffed out of breath, and said, "If you don't say it, forget it, I originally wanted to tell you about the quarterly assessment in two months." Since you don't say it, then I won't say it either. ”

Zhang Ruochen smiled bitterly: "Senior Sister Duanmu, this matter really can't be said. ”

Duanmu Xingling stared at Zhang Ruochen fiercely, and suddenly, a brilliant smile appeared on his face, and said, "It's okay if you don't say it, then you tell me, how did you cultivate your spiritual power to such a terrifying height?"

Zhang Ruochen pondered for a moment and said very seriously: "Talent." ”

Duanmu Xingling clenched his fists, and there was an urge to strangle Zhang Ruochen.