After class, Chu Ziheng thought that he hadn't seen Su Su for so long... It should be said that it is Yu Ji, and I don't know how she is doing, but I don't know how to contact her, so I can only try my luck. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

So, he sent a private message to Duolong University: Hello, I'm Chu Ziheng, please help me contact classmate Yu Ji, just say that I have been admitted to the martial arts, so she doesn't have to worry.

Chu Ziheng couldn't tell why he sent such a private message, and he didn't know what kind of feelings he had for Yu Ji, probably just treating her as Su Su's shadow...

In the next few days, Chu Ziheng followed Yuanchen and them to get a general understanding of the Martial Mansion, and unanimously came to the conclusion: This is a place that can pit people to death!

No matter what you do, you have to exchange points, even you have to eat with points, what if you don't have points?

Although these rules may not seem very humane, they actually force students to find ways to earn points, which is actually part of the practice.

The battle with Luochen made Chu Ziheng deeply aware of his own shortcomings, the combat methods were too simple, if he met a more powerful one, he would only suffer the loss. Therefore, Chu Ziheng planned to go to the Scripture Building first to see what was suitable for him.

Although the location of the Tibetan Scripture Building is remote, it is not difficult to find, and it looks like an antique pavilion from the outside, which seems out of place compared with other buildings with a sense of science and technology.

From a distance, he saw a group of people sitting in the lobby on the first floor under a stone tablet, and a big character was faintly engraved on the stone tablet, and Chu Ziheng couldn't help but speed up his pace.

When I got closer, I saw that the word was actually "immortal!" The glow on it was shining, and there was a faint implication that could not be explained. Just one glance makes people can't help but sink. Among them, Chu Ziheng's eyes widened instantly, and his mind was turbulent, "Immortal"! Is there really an immortal in this world?!

What's strange is that the font of this word "immortal" is actually in golden text! What is even more strange is that it is written in a stroke of blood! The vicissitudes of life show that this stone tablet is very old, but the word "immortal" on it does not seem to have solidified, as if it has just been written, and the monstrous blood qi rushes towards him, Chu Ziheng did not feel the slightest discomfort, but felt a strange fluctuation from the stone tablet, or a call. Chu Ziheng felt that this stone tablet had stood here for countless years, just to wait for his arrival.

Chu Ziheng only had the bright red word "immortal" left in his eyes, and his steps unconsciously approached the stone tablet, straight through the crowd. Come to the stele. Chu Ziheng slowly stretched out his hand, and the Supreme Immortal Dao seemed to be within reach.

A sloppy old man bit a big chicken leg in his mouth, and his hands were full of oil, and after catching a glimpse of Chu Ziheng's actions, the movements in his hands froze, and he muttered: "This kid..."

As soon as he touched the stone tablet, Chu Ziheng's consciousness became groggy, but for some reason he couldn't resist this sleepiness, so he simply sat down cross-legged like everyone else and fell into meditation.

Just as he sat down, several people had already withdrawn from the meditative state and took the initiative to retreat to the side, these people only entered the state for a few breaths and then withdrew, not realizing anything, and their faces were full of regret.

This nameless stele is one of the foundations of the Martial Mansion, and it is also the only cultivation resource that does not need to be exchanged for points, so basically everyone has been to the stele to achieve enlightenment. However, it is up to one's mind to be able to hold on for a few breaths, and the longer you meditate, the more profound your understanding will be.

Time passed slowly, and the rest of the people under the stele counted on both hands.

"Thirty breaths!" someone couldn't help but exclaim, but deliberately lowered his voice, for fear of interrupting these people's meditation.

Thirty breaths is a watershed, as long as it is past thirty breaths, it means that more or less something will be realized, no matter how much is realized, it is a great opportunity and great creation. If you interrupt someone else's meditation now, it is tantamount to forming a grudge against each other!

Including Chu Ziheng, the rest of these people have already reached the limit of thirty breaths, and those who came early have even insisted on more than forty breaths, and that Yun Mengyao is also impressively listed. Gradually, a group of people gathered around the stone monument, all looking at the people who were still sitting on the ground meditating with envy.

"You say... What can you learn from the stele?" someone asked the person next to him curiously.

A young man who looked older said: "It's hard to say, everyone realizes different things, it is said that some people see endless darkness in it, and there are also rumors that they see the sea of blood gushing... But no matter what, there is a great chance that these people will enter the extreme of the Tao in the future!"

Suddenly, a gasping voice came and went, although the people who could enter the martial arts were all talented and intelligent, but that was only a higher starting point than others, and how far they could go was all up to their personal creation. The extreme of the Tao is like a legend to them, but these people in front of them have embarked on a broad road, how can they not be jealous?

While they were whispering, one after another people got up, their faces first stunned, then thoughtful, bowed deeply to the stele, turned away, and slowly digested what they had realized.

Slowly, only Yun Mengyao and Chu Ziheng were still sitting under the stone tablet. Chu Ziheng is fifty breaths, and Yun Mengyao is sixty-one breaths now because she came a little earlier than Chu Ziheng.

Ten breaths passed, and neither of them showed signs of waking up, and the sloppy old man appeared on the side of the two of them at some point, and his lazy color was swept away, and with a flick of his hand, he separated the two from the outside sound, and tried his best to protect the Dharma for the two.

There were more and more onlookers, and there was no trace of jealousy on their faces. Human nature is like this, when you are only better than others, others will think that you are nothing more than that. But when you are so strong that others feel hopeless, they will in turn worship you and look up to you.

One of them said with a dry throat, "Who remembers how much the previous record was?"

"It's like ninety-six breaths..."

Another ten breaths passed, and the lobby on the first floor was already surrounded by water, but everyone tacitly did not make a sound, looking in, looking at the weak body, everyone thought in their hearts: "Is she really going to break the record?"

Even the sloppy old man became nervous, can this little girl succeed?

Under the watchful eye of everyone, Yun Mengyao's eyelids moved lightly, her long eyelashes flickered, and she slowly opened her eyes, and two purple rays of light revealed her eyes, rippling with color, and she must have obtained great benefits!

The old man smiled self-deprecatingly, no one has been able to break this record for nearly 10,000 years, but it is difficult to break the record! But he still looked at Chu Ziheng expectantly, I don't know why, this kid gives him a very different feeling, perhaps, he can achieve a feat that no one has been able to achieve in 10,000 years...

After Yun Mengyao woke up, she found that Chu Ziheng was also by her side, when did he come over? Yun Mengyao didn't have time to think about it, she got up and retreated into the crowd, and heard people counting in a low voice: Eighty-four, eighty-five, eighty-six...

How is it possible?!This guy's understanding is so good?!Yun Mengyao, who has always been the focus of everyone's eyes since she was a child, is it a little difficult to accept, is it possible for Chu Ziheng to surpass her?

People are still counting: ninety, ninety-one, ninety-two... The old man was so excited that he couldn't help himself, he didn't expect to meet two immortal seedlings with excellent comprehension today! God bless the Martial Mansion!

Ninety-five breaths! And counting... There were ripples in the space, and one after another figures whose faces could not be seen suddenly appeared in the lobby, although there was no slightest fluctuation on their bodies, but everyone present knew that these people must be elder-level figures who could not see the end of the dragon! Are even the elders who don't care about the world alarmed? Everyone took the initiative to take a few steps back and vacate their places.

Only the sloppy old man did not take half a step back, still gnawing on the chicken leg on the spot, but those elder-level figures saw the old man and came forward to salute one by one. Everyone present was dumbfounded, they didn't expect this old man to look at the scripture building to be so big!

Everyone silently looked at the teenager sitting cross-legged on the ground, and at this moment, the school forum exploded...