Closing his eyes and taking a few deep breaths, Chu Heng's nervous emotions finally calmed down, and the stimulating feeling of palpitations in his heart was really like maggots attached to the bones, as if it would never disappear, and sank into the bottom of his heart.

Bang tom!

A sound came into his ears, Chu Heng frowned, opened his eyes, looked towards the source of the sound, and saw a stranger, dressed in green clothes, slightly obese, but I don't know if it is malnutrition, it looks like there is a feeling of yellow muscle thinness.

Next to this person, a broom was lying quietly on the ground, which was basically the same as Chu Heng's, but in an instant, Chu Heng judged the identity of this person, and he was also a miscellaneous disciple.

"Who are you?"

"Are you awake?"

Chu Heng spoke at almost the same time as this person.

The person who came was Li Dashuai, the person who carried Chu Heng back.

At this moment, his expression was shocked and a little incredulous, his eyes looked at Chu Heng directly, and he muttered in his heart: "How is this possible?!Could it be that my diagnosis is wrong?!Impossible, he is obviously his soul damaged!It is impossible to wake up so soon?!"

Li Dashuai really can't figure it out!

According to his judgment, Chu Heng's condition for waking up requires at least a few Soul Herbs or a Soul Fruit, and the scene in front of him really made him in a trance, and he had a feeling of dreaming: Haven't I woken up yet, hallucinating?

"I'm Chu Heng!" Chu Heng didn't hide anything, and said directly, but he felt that Li Dashuai's expression after seeing him was a little strange, too unnatural, and a little shocked. Puzzled, he said, "I don't know him, how could he be surprised by me?"

"I'm Li Dashuai......" Li Dashuai's voice was a little embarrassed, trembling slightly, and continued: "Senior Brother Chu, it's good for you to wake up, I'm worried, go back and rest!"

"Huh?" At this time, Chu Heng finally understood that the previous sudden fainting should have been brought back by the senior brother in front of him, and he looked around, and sure enough, it was not his own cabin, but Li Dashuai's room.

At this, Chu Heng smiled like a spring breeze, arched his hand towards Li Dashuai, and said gratefully: "Thank you Senior Brother Li for reaching out to help, if you have something in the future, you can come to me, as long as I can help you, I will never shirk half a sentence." ”

"Senior Brother Chu, you don't have to care, it's just a gesture, it's not worth mentioning, it's not worth mentioning. Li Dashuai didn't care too much.

After all, he and Chu Heng were both miscellaneous disciples, both of them were the lowest level of existence in the sect, and they were also small people, what could Chu Heng do to help him?

He didn't know how heavy the favor Chu Heng had promised was!

He didn't know that Chu Heng had a system against the sky, nor did he know that Chu Heng had a unique martial soul on this continent, and any period of bullying and insult had already begun to fight back from the time he obtained the Martial Soul Gluttonous Monarch.

As long as there is enough cultivation to support Chu Heng's gluttonous devouring, Chu Heng can be promoted to at least a sect master-level existence within a day, and what he wants to help is not a matter of minutes!

If he knows, I'm afraid he will be so excited that he can't sleep for three days and three nights!

"Hehe, Senior Brother Li is kind-hearted and does not want to repay kindness, he can be described as a very good person! Chu Heng smiled, walked over and patted Li Dashuai's shoulder, and said a little mysteriously: "Senior brother, soon, you will know how good I am to you, and how heavy my favor is." ”

After finishing speaking, Chu Heng passed by Li Dashuai, calmly and vigorously, and walked towards the distance with high spirits, his back gradually drifting away.

"Huh?" Li Dashuai didn't understand what Chu Heng meant, and frowned, feeling that Chu Heng was a little arrogant. Turning around, he looked at his firm back, and only then did he shake his head and say with some uncertainty: "Hey, Senior Brother Chu, do you think that you are the descendant of a certain big force?"

After a while, Li Dashuai left Chu Heng and his words behind, and then lit a fire to cook, everything was familiar with the road, and he returned to his ordinary life on weekdays.

According to the vague memory of the remnant soul of the predecessor, he unconsciously came to the door of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion.

It is an antique building, with 10 floors, more than 100 feet tall, and it looks spectacular.

The disciples who come and go have different cultivations, ranging from miscellaneous disciples, to outer disciples and inner disciples, to elite disciples and core disciples.

Among them, the miscellaneous disciples and core disciples are the least, and the number is very few, and they can be counted on one hand.

The first feeling for Chu Heng was that they were all in the city, and the second feeling was that they were all working hard.

The third feeling, whether there is it or not, Chu Heng himself doesn't know.

"This is the Hidden Scripture Pavilion, it's really powerful!" Chu Heng looked at the plaque in the air, the three broken gold-like fonts on it were twisted and twisted, like tadpoles, fortunately, Chu Heng had learned oracle bone inscriptions, golden inscriptions or something before, otherwise, he really couldn't recognize them: "It seems that the fonts used on this continent are still different from those used in Huaxia." Luckily, it's not that difficult, otherwise I'd have had to spend time researching it. ”

"I'd better find someone to ask about the direction of the battle platform!" Chu Heng originally planned to go to the battle platform, but if he couldn't find a place, he would be embarrassed.

No matter how many books the library has in the library, it can still be compared to the rich and colorful warehouses of the system monarch, Chu Heng has no intention of entering the library pavilion and choosing to practice the exercises.

If you want to cultivate cheats, you can just go directly to the system king, the most direct, the most basic, the most powerful, and the most domineering exercises can let you learn for hundreds of years.

Standing in place, looking at the endless stream of people in front of him, Chu Heng was also choosing, looking at that senior brother who looked more pleasing to the eye and was more kind to others.

After less than a glance, Chu Heng's gaze locked on a burly young man, who was about eighteen or nineteen years old, with some dark skin, either sun-tanned, or born, and it was caused by cultivating the exercises.

No matter which one it is, Chu Heng doesn't care, this is to ask for directions, not to go on a blind date, he has to investigate what kind of family background, identity and status are cultivated to the realm.

After straightening out his somewhat whitish gray robe, which was simple and clean, he walked towards this senior brother, Chu Heng first arched his hand at him, and then said with a smile: "Hello this senior brother, where is the martial arts platform?"

"Huh?" This burly senior brother is named Zhao Yuanjun, and after glancing at Chu Heng, he knows that Chu Heng's current cultivation realm, the fifth layer of the Qi Sea realm, is clearly a miscellaneous disciple!

The outer disciples are at least the sixth layer of the Qi Sea Realm and above, and the fifth and sixth layers of the Qi Sea Realm seem to be just one layer, just one step away.

This layer is like a ravine, dividing the status into upper and lower, which is the difference between miscellaneous disciples and outer disciples.

"Miscellaneous disciple?" Zhao Yuanjun looked solemn, looking unapproachable, and was a little disgusted by Chu Heng's sudden appearance to ask for directions.

If an outer disciple comes to ask for directions, he can still accept it, but, a miscellaneous disciple, then forget it. Therefore, Zhao Yuanjun didn't have any intention of answering Chu Heng, and said coldly: "Get out!"