Guarding the Sutra Pavilion for a hundred years, investing in the destiny villain

Chapter 300 Six breaths!



Chapter 300 Six breaths!

Discolored eyes.

Close your eyes slightly.

This is copying. You need to use your mind to record what you just observed and apply what you have learned in an instant. This requires a very accurate memory, but it is not difficult for people who have studied to this level to master it. The real difficulty is when copying The charm is something that cannot be recorded by the naked eye.

"Reading thousands of volumes and writing is like a god!" Chu Xun said softly.

Closed eyes.

Thousands of books and scriptures are emerging.

Some are complicated and profound.

Some are easy to understand.

Countless scriptures.

Countless blank sheets of paper.

Intertwined in the dark world, a kind of Confucianism and Taoism bloomed. When the memory of watching flowers quickly disappeared, all the scriptures and words condensed into an empty white paper. It was suspended there quietly, but it was vast. Boundless, the mind can carry as much as it is big, enough to imprint all seals on it.

"Buzz!"

The Langhao pen sketched quickly, and a picture was carved out. The ink remained on the white paper. When the last stroke was completed, a lifelike portrait was carved out.

"Shh!"

The moment he opened his eyes, Chu Xun's lips curved into a smile and said, "It's done!"

"boom!"

A burly man appeared next to him, exactly like the illusory figure just now, practicing the same martial arts. His strength was fierce, his fists were roaring, and the great saint-level boxing techniques were easily carved!

And these seem slow.

Actually.

Close your eyes.

to open eyes.

It only took a short breath!

"Boom!"

The figure flashed.

Appearing on the 42nd floor, Chu Xun also saw a blurry shadow standing on this floor. He was using Buddhist methods, with a bright golden light surging around his body, and a big sun slowly rising behind his head. This made Chu Xun frown slightly, because unlike boxing, which can be observed and surfaced, Buddhism cannot be studied and learned from.

Born from within.

Cannot be borrowed.

"Watch and see!"

Chu Xun used the power of speaking Dharma Sui, and traces of Buddhist practice appeared on the old monk who was sitting cross-legged. In this brief moment, Chu Xun blessed his soul. According to the movements of drawing gourds and ladles, it condensed easily, and a layer of energy condensed on his body. The light gold foil released the holy radiance, making him stand there like a enlightened Buddha.

But as the power of the words disappeared, all the senses in front of me disappeared into nothingness. When I looked at the old monk in front of me, I couldn't comprehend it. I also realized slightly in my heart that although Confucianism was contrary to heaven in some places, , but some things still cannot be maintained all the time, but even so, he was amazed.

No.40 has three floors.

What appeared on this floor was a Taoist priest. This was Chu Xun's first real contact with the practice of Taoism. We must know that Taoism can occupy a place in Jiuzhou, not inferior to Confucianism. Florida must have its own uniqueness. Here, the mysterious cultivation method of Taoism is truly revealed before your eyes.

outside.

The great Confucians sat cross-legged there quietly, looking at the name that took two hours to pass two levels, but reached the 43rd floor in a very short time. They all expressed surprise and said: "This Confucian is Friends are extraordinary!”

"Approval!"

"If you can enter my academy!"

"That's even better!"

The eyes of these great Confucianists are strange. One year of studying to become a saint and condensing the fruit of the Great Sage is a kind of heaven-defying one. If one accumulates a wealth of reading knowledge in the outside world and turns it into Confucian magical powers, although it is still amazing, it is not enough to make people... Shocked, and now breaking through the 43rd floor has proven everything.

This fellow Taoist.

Very strong.

"Don't worry, the really strong one is the fourth floor of No. 40!" Some scholars were curious, wondering how much time Chu Xun would waste in this level.

"Three hours!"

"Four hours!"

"It could be two hours!"

Even those students are talking a lot, because the fourth floor of No. 40 is recognized as the most difficult floor, surpassing all, and it is also the floor that makes people in these colleges feel numb. That floor involves Formation, and they have never seen such a complicated formation. There are small formations within large formations, and continuous formations within small formations.

special!

Simply not human.

This ghost can be solved!

Moreover.

Also observe.

Make a copy in a very short time.

Even if there are countless students studying in the academy, they will still be Muggles when they actually arrive at the fourth floor of No. 40. They look up at the historical ranking of the academy and murmur: "The reason why the Zhenwu Great Sage took more than six hours , it was delayed for nearly three hours on the 44th floor, this is one of the most important reasons!"

"Even the Confucian scholar from our academy, who is currently ranked No. 4 in the history of the Academy Tower, was still delayed for two hours at this level. Even if this person defies the will of God, I am afraid he will be trapped for several hours!"

The group of loyal supporters of the Great Sage Zhenwu also held their breath and concentrated on it. Nie Yong secretly said in his heart: "This is the last line of defense!"

Only this level can hold Chu Xun up.

It doesn't take long.

two hours.

Only two hours.

Chu Xun will be defeated.

It is impossible to surpass the Zhenwu Great Sage.

They are full of expectations.

I was apprehensive.

Staring passionately.

"Two hours...it's better to be trapped for three hours!" they murmured.

The beautiful eyes of Su Yaoyao, who was in red and holding an oil-paper umbrella, also had a strange color. She had experienced the horror on the 44th floor of the academy. The dense array of formations was a headache. She opened her red lips in curiosity and said: " Four hours?”

"Do not?"

Jian Qingzhu shook his head gently.

He held up four fingers.

It does not represent four hours.

"Ok?"

A little confusion appeared on Su Yaoyao's delicate face. Jian Qingzhu raised her four fingers and didn't mean four hours. Could it be four days? It shouldn't be. According to the previous experience of breaking through the level, it can only trap six hours at most, not Four days is not four hours, so how much is it?

She frowned slightly.

Four cups of tea?

impossible.

It's so fast!

In pondering.

"Boom!"

The light flashed.

Floor 44...cleared!

all of a sudden.

Dead silence.

All areas.

All quiet.

"call out!"

The woman in red, who was still holding an oil-paper umbrella in the distance, crossed over almost instantly and landed in front of the academy tower. Her dark and clear eyes showed shock. She stared at this ancient and outdated academy tower, and her heart was filled with waves. , breathing rapidly: "We are now on the 45th floor?"

Great scholar.

students.

Skeptics.

advocate.

Their breaths all froze. In their astonishment, even the smiles of those who mocked Chu Xun froze. Then they stiffly twisted their necks one by one and slowly looked at Jian Qingzhu, as if questioning him about who this person was. ?


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