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Chapter 115 Walking on water

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    "It turned out to be the Semi-Saint Holy Intention of Senior Luo Xu."

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

    Luo Shuihan's eyes lit up slightly when he saw Zhang Ruochen's movements, and he nodded slightly, appreciating Zhang Ruochen even more.

    Not only is the tranquility and comfort unparalleled.

    "Zhang Ruochen, your talent is really very high, stronger than any genius I have ever seen. Can you tell me how you cultivated your mental power to your current height?" Luo Shuihan closed his eyes and relied on instinct to ask  Walk forward.

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

    Luo Shuihan stopped asking 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 the brain, so mental power is only ten levels. By cultivating mental power, you can use the brain's  The treasure house opens up to endless possibilities.¡±

    "It is said that if an ordinary person who has not practiced martial arts can make the utilization of his brain reach 50%, that is, his mental power reaches level 50. Then he can use his mental power to break through the limits of human beings and become a saint.  "

    "Saints of spiritual power are more terrifying than saints of martial arts. Some of them can summon thunder and lightning, some can cast clouds and rain, some can awaken corpses that have been sleeping for thousands of years, some can communicate with gods, and some can predict the future."

    Luo Shuihan nodded and said: "Sage of spiritual power is indeed more powerful and weirder than saint of martial arts, but becoming a saint of spiritual power is a hundred times or a thousand times more difficult than becoming a saint of martial arts. The spiritual power  Cultivation, the further you go, the difficulty will increase exponentially, and every time you advance to a level, it will be as difficult as climbing to the sky. Just like Elder Yue Jingchan, he has been cultivating spiritual power for eighty years and has reached the thirty-ninth level. If not  By special chance, it will take at least forty years for him to cultivate his mental power to level 40. But, can he still live for forty years?"

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

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

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

    Not long after, they entered a large river.

    The water in the river became more turbulent, and the wind on the water became more violent, as if it was going to blow them away.

    After walking halfway across the river, Zhang Ruochen heard Luo Shuihan's voice.

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

    Zhang Ruochen stopped and looked at Luo Shuihan beside him. At some point, Luo Shuihan's entire body sank into the water, leaving only his unparalleled face still exposed in the water.

    If she continued to move forward, she would be completely submerged in the water.

    Luo Shuihan said: "I will practice here. As long as my mental power increases, I will be able to float out of the water and have the ability to continue moving forward."

    "Take care of yourself."

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

    After walking out of this big river, Zhang Ruochen entered a broader river.

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

    ??From small streams to small rivers, from small rivers to big rivers, from big rivers to rivers, and from rivers to seas, people¡¯s vision becomes wider and wider, and the mental strength they need becomes 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 the insteps of his feet.

    After walking three thousand meters, the water reached his knees.

    After walking for another two kilometers, the water reached his waist.

    After walking another two thousand meters, the water reached his chest.

    Taking difficult steps, Zhang Ruochen continued to walk forward. Every step he took was very laborious. Only by using all his strength could he move forward.

    The water in the river is constantly tempering his mental strength.

    When the water in the river submerged up to his neck, Zhang Ruochen had to stop and fight hard against the current so that he could keep breathing and not be drowned by the river water.

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

    Luo Shuihan's voice came from the shore, saying: "Zhang Ruochen, one hour has come!"

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

    Luo Shuihan said: "If you want to lose your spiritTo follow the path of a saint, I can lend you this half-saint holy intention to help you.  Of course, if that's the case, you have to give up martial arts.  "

    "If you want to continue practicing martial arts, you must leave the Semi-Saint Holy Intent now!"

    Of course Zhang Ruochen understood what Luo Shuihan meant.

    A warrior can cultivate spiritual power at the same time, but he cannot indulge too much in cultivating spiritual power. This will have a great impact on martial arts and is a taboo for warriors.

    Zhang Ruochen naturally could not 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 sophisticated boxing technique.

    That figure just flashed away. When Zhang Ruochen looked again, the figure had disappeared.

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

    "I really want to see a figure who looks very similar to Senior Luo Xu." Ning Xiaochuan said.

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

    Zhang Ruochen shook his head gently and said, "That figure has disappeared. Maybe I was dazzled."

    Luo Shuihan's eyes showed a little disappointment and said: "Perhaps you are not blind at all. It is very likely that it is really the shadow left by the ancestor, practicing his martial arts."

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

    Luo Shuihan glanced at Zhang Ruochen with a complicated look and said, "Do you know what level your mental power has reached?"

    Zhang Ruochen smiled and said, "I'm not sure."

    "Thirty-four levels." Luo Shuihan said.

    Zhang Ruochen was not surprised. The last time the gods resonated, his mental power increased a lot, reaching the thirty-fourth level. It was not a strange thing.

    Luo Shuihan added: "Do you know what the ancestor's spiritual power was when he reached semi-sainthood? At that time, the ancestor's spiritual power was only thirty-eighth level. It was not until the ancestor became a saint that his mental power broke through the fortyth level."

    "Zhang Ruochen, you are only at the late stage of the Xuanji Realm, and your mental power has reached the thirty-fourth level. In the entire history of Kunlun Realm, you are probably ranked in the top ten. If you give up martial arts from now on and specialize in mental power, you will at least have  There is a 50% chance of becoming a spiritual saint."

    Zhang Ruochen naturally understood what Luo Shuihan meant, his eyes were very firm, and he said: "There is no way I will give up martial arts."

    "Okay! The road is at your feet. What you choose depends on your heart." Luo Shuihan then said: "I will keep your spiritual power a secret and will not tell anyone."

    "Thank you very much," Zhang Ruochen said.

    Luo Shuihan and Zhang Ruochen withdrew from the Semi-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, the students who were waiting outside the hall all showed envy and jealousy in their eyes.

    Especially, Yuchi Tiancong and Prince Huo Xing were so jealous that they stared at Zhang Ruochen, as if they wanted to kill Zhang Ruochen with their eyes.

    The door to the Divine Power Palace was closed again, and the twelve students left.

    Back at Xuan Zi No. 1, Zhang Ruochen was planning to enter the space-time crystal to practice swordsmanship in preparation for the quarterly assessment in two months.

    With a "bang", the door of the room was opened with a palm, and Duanmu Xingling rushed in from the outside with a strange smile on his pretty face, saying: "Zhang Ruochen, Senior Sister Luo will take you to the third floor of the Divine Power Palace.  Already?"

    Zhang Ruochen smiled and said, "That's right."

    "What's on the third floor of the Divine Power Palace?" Duanmu Xingling asked.

    "I can't say." Zhang Ruochen said.

    Duanmu Xingling's eyes widened, and he made an angry look, saying: "Forget it if you don't tell me. I originally wanted to tell you about the quarterly assessment in two months. Since you don't tell me, then I will  Did not say."

    Zhang Ruochen smiled bitterly and said, "Senior Sister Duanmu, we really can't talk about this matter."

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

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

    Duanmu Xingling clenched her fists tightly, feeling the urge to strangle Zhang Ruochen to death.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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