Qinghe City is disturbed and bustling.

Early the next morning, Wushan woke up naturally on such a peaceful day.

Wu Shan opened his eyes and scanned the familiar room, and saw a note left on the table of the Eight Immortals.

So, Wu Shan walked over and poured himself a cup of herbal tea before starting to read the contents of the note.

"Brother Wu, there is a bowl of thick rice soup on the table, which can relieve hangover."

As soon as he saw the handwriting and title, Wushan knew that it was left by the scholar Duan Yiming.

On the side of the teapot, a bowl of thick rice soup covered with a tiled lid still has residual warmth.

There is also a bag of food wrapped in oiled paper next to the thick rice soup, Wushan opened it and looked at it, and couldn't help but be happy, good guy, two big white flour meat buns are lying there, attracting people's appetite.

Wu Shan took a bite of the bun, the oil juice exploded in his mouth, and the comfort and joy of being alive suddenly bubbled up and filled the room.

After Wushan has had breakfast and washed up, it is already the third time of the day.

Wushan first went to the market, bought two fresh carp, and rushed to the mansion of the teacher Zhou Langkun.

Passing by a small stall selling candy, Wushan stopped for a while, and selected three strings of exquisite sugar to continue on his way.

Zhou's house, study.

When Wushan came, Zhou Langkun was not reading, and for some reason he was in a daze, but Wushan still didn't dare to disturb.

Wu Shan took out a sage classic and came to his place to read the book obediently.

Because of his seriousness, Wushan's mind quickly entered the world of words.

I don't know how long it has been, Zhou Langkun's mind on the other side has already returned, he looked at Wushan who was reading seriously, and he still felt a little incredible in his heart.

Yesterday, Zhou Langkun's teacher, the master of the Like Cave of the Academy, came to find Zhou Langkun for nine days, and told Zhou Langkun about Wushan's performance in this military exercise, which shocked Zhou Langkun's jaw.

Zhou Langkun knew that Wushan had great potential, but he didn't expect Wushan to be so eye-catching on the battlefield in such a weak situation, which was really a bit incredible.

Yesterday, the words of teacher Wen Jiutian before leaving, seemed to be still echoing in Zhou Langkun's ears.

"This son has an unlimited future, teach him well, don't let him go astray!"

Wen Jiutian's tone when he spoke was extremely serious, as if this was a more important thing than life.

Zhou Langkun raised his eyes and looked at his disciple seriously, after not seeing him for a few days, Wushan looked more powerful and upright, and there was a sense of fortitude and solemnity between his eyebrows.

Feeling the breath of Wushan, Zhou Langkun's heartbeat accelerated a little.

It's so fast!

The Wenqi Dadou of the third realm of Wushan Wenqi has been successfully condensed, and it seems that a lot of Wenqi has been accumulated.

Especially when I felt the surging power of qi and blood in Wushan's body, it was the fourth realm of qi and blood.

Under the washing of this power of qi and blood, Wushan's five internal organs are exuding a faint light, and even the 'breathing' of various organs can be faintly heard.

How long has it been since this disciple joined the academy, three months, or half a year?

In less than half a year, Wushan's growth has surpassed that of ninety percent of the students in the academy.

Thinking of this, Zhou Langkun unconsciously felt a sense of pride.

"Is this my student? It's good, it's powerful! ”

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Two hours later, Wu Shan finished reading the sage classics, closed the book, and looked up at Zhou Langkun's smiling eyes.

"Teacher!"

Wu Shan got up and made a disciple salute, and Zhou Langkun helped him to sit down and speak.

"I heard that you performed very well in this military exercise, which is remarkable."

Zhou Langkun was praising Wushan, but his words seemed extremely flat.

Wu Shan shook his head, nodded again, and said in a bitter tone.

"Teacher, students now really know how cruel the battlefield is, and they only read about it in books in the past, but they can't deeply understand it."

Zhou Langkun nodded in agreement, thinking deeply about this, but quickly asked rhetorically.

"Are you scared?"

When Wu Shan heard this, he sat upright, raised his head and chest, and said in a straight voice.

"Don't hide it from the teacher, after the students came back, they were a little scared at first, afraid of facing those life and death again."

"However, after a good night's sleep, the students are looking forward to the next military exercise, and the students think that the boy should fight in all directions and die on the battlefield."

Speaking of the last sentence, Wu Shan stood up from his position and said this murderously, and the tyrannical aura made Zhou Langkun a little moved.

This is the temperament after experiencing the baptism of the battlefield!

Zhou Langkun helped him again and asked Wushan to sit down and speak.

"You have this ambition, I am very pleased to be a teacher!"

Ambition is a very important thing.

Aspiring people generally have ideals, confidence, and are unwilling to be left behind.

The atmosphere was slightly nervous because of the tyranny that Wushan had just revealed, and Zhou Langkun took a sip of tea and led the topic to qi and blood cultivation.

"Now that your qi and blood have reached the fourth realm, there are some things you should know."

Wu Shan sat up straight, showing a smile full of anticipation, and looked like he was listening.

The corners of Zhou Langkun's mouth rose, and he liked Wushan's upward momentum.

However, as soon as it came to cultivation, Zhou Langkun's tone became serious and serious.

"When you came to the lecture before, my teacher told you that in the future, you should focus on the cultivation of Wenqi, do you know why?"

"Students don't know!"

Wu Shan shook his head, he had some doubts before, but his cultivation was not in place, and he didn't raise any questions.

"Hey, my human race is weak!"

This sentence was said by Zhou Langkun with a sense of compassion.

Wu Shan frowned, and before he could ask, Zhou Langkun had already told the reason.

"In the path of qi and blood cultivation, in this heaven and earth, my human race is not as good as the barbarians, not as good as other alien races, not as good as those alien beasts, and even worse than those legendary races."

Wu Shan agrees with this point, taking this military exercise as an example, it is also the fourth realm of qi and blood, but the strength of the barbarian warriors is stronger than that of the human race.

While the power of qi and blood is about the same, most of the barbarians have divine power and occupy an innate advantage.

However, that's not the point.

Next, Zhou Langkun's next sentence made Wushan's heart half cold.

"My human race, under normal circumstances, Qi and blood can only be cultivated to the sixth realm at most."

Wu Shan was in a trance, thinking that he had heard it wrong, and looked up at Zhou Langkun, with doubts in his eyes.

"You heard it right, under normal circumstances, my human race can only cultivate to the peak of the sixth realm of qi and blood, and then it reaches the limit."

"The body has reached its limit, and the physique of our human race is too weak!"

The study fell silent, Wu Shan did not speak because of shock, and Zhou Langkun did not speak because of grievances.

"Teacher, there are no absolutes, right?"

Zhou Langkun nodded, he saw the luck in Wushan's eyes, so he spoke.

"In the history of the human race, it's not that no one has broken this limit, it's just that such people are rare."

"It's so hard! There are thousands of difficulties, and some people have even done such a thing as betraying the human race. ”

Wu Shan bowed his head and fell into deep thought.

The information Zhou Langkun said made Wushan a little difficult to accept.

Because Wushan had already decided a long time ago to take the path of dual cultivation of literary qi and qi and blood.

Now Wushan has been told that there is a limit to the cultivation of the human race's qi and blood, and it is extremely difficult to break this limit.

The road ahead is not only long, but also bumpy and rugged.