Walk on Water

"It turned out to be the semi-holy intention of senior Luo Xu."

Zhang Ruochen admired Luo Xu very much, and bowed slightly to the intention of the half-sage.

Seeing Zhang Ruochen's actions, Luo Shuihan's eyes lit up slightly, and he nodded slightly, admiring Zhang Ruochen even more.

Not only is she extremely talented, but she is also neither arrogant nor arrogant. From now on, she will definitely not be something in the pool.

Luo Shuihan said: "There are a total of 1,894 small streams, 325 small rivers, 64 large rivers, nine rivers, and a sea in this semi-sacred image. Small rivers, big rivers, rivers, and seas correspond to the five realms of spiritual power. Try it out, where can you go?"

Zhang Ruochen nodded, sat cross-legged under the picture scroll, and fully released his mental power.

At the same time, Luo Shuihan gently twisted up the white robe, sat cross-legged beside Zhang Ruochen, and mobilized his spiritual power, staring at the half-sage's intention.

"Wow!"

"Wow!"

A moment later, the spiritual power of the two entered the world in the half-sage's intention at the same time, and they came to a country where water flowed through.

Luo Shuihan is like a white fairy butterfly, with bare feet, exposing two snow-white and crystal clear legs, walking on the water, and walking in the middle of a small stream, just like a Lingbo fairy.

She turned around and stared at Zhang Ruochen who was standing on the shore. Her voice was soft and sweet, like the sounds of nature, like a harp, and said, "There are thousands of paths to practice, but eventually the paths will merge into the avenue, and the avenue will lead to the same direction. ."

"There are three thousand roads, and the same goal by different routes." Zhang Ruochen said.

Zhang Ruochen walked to the bank of the creek, slowly closed his eyes, raised one foot, stepped on the water surface, the sole of his foot sank slightly, but he still didn't fall into the water in the end.

Then, standing on the water with both feet, as if walking on flat ground, she walked towards Luo Shuihan.

Luo Shuihan nodded lightly, went down the river, and walked forward.

Zhang Ruochen quickened his pace, walked to Luo Shuihan's left side, and walked side by side with her. With his eyes closed, he felt indescribably calm and comfortable.

"Zhang Ruochen, your talent is really high, stronger than any genius I have ever seen. Can you tell me how you cultivated your spiritual power to the current level?" Luo Shuihan closed his eyes, relying on instinct, to walk forward.

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

Luo Shuihan stopped asking, and said again: "Do you know what spiritual power is?"

Zhang Ruochen said: "Spiritual power comes from the spiritual platform of the brain. The human brain is full of infinite potential. Ordinary people can only use 10% of the brain, so the spiritual power is only tenth level. Cultivating spiritual power can make the brain's The treasury opens up, revealing endless possibilities."

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

"Psychic saints are more terrifying than martial arts saints. Some of them can summon thunder and lightning, some can cast clouds and rain, some can wake up dead bodies that have been sleeping for thousands of years, some can communicate with gods, and some can predict the future."

Luo Shuihan nodded, and said: "Sages of spiritual power are indeed more powerful and weirder than saints of martial arts, but becoming a saint of spiritual power is a hundred times, a thousand times more difficult than becoming a saint of martial arts. Cultivation, the further you go, the difficulty will increase exponentially, and every step up is as difficult as reaching the sky. Just like Elder Yue Jingchan, he has cultivated spiritual power for eighty years, and he has cultivated spiritual power to the thirty-ninth level. If there is no Due to the special opportunity, it will take at least forty years for him to cultivate his spiritual power to the fortieth level. But, can he still live for forty years?"

Now they walked across the creek and into a small river.

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

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

Before long, they entered a large river.

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

After walking half the distance on the big river, Luo Shuihan's voice came from Zhang Ruochen's ear.

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 whole body sank into the water, leaving only his peerless face exposed above the water.

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

Luo Shuihan said: "I'm here to practice. As long as my mental strength grows, I can float up from the water and have the ability to move forward."

"Take care of yourself."

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

Walking out of this big river, Zhang Ruochen entered a wider river.

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

From brooks to small rivers, from small rivers to big rivers, from big rivers to rivers, from rivers to the sea, people's horizons become wider and wider, and the mental strength required is also getting stronger.

As soon as he stepped into the river, Zhang Ruochen's feet sank slightly, and the water in the river could already submerge his insteps.

After walking three kilometers forward, the water was up to his knees.

After walking another two kilometers, the water was up to his waist.

After another two kilometers, the water was up to his chest.

Taking difficult steps, Zhang Ruochen continued to walk forward. Every step was very strenuous, and he could only move forward with all his strength.

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

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

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

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

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

Luo Shuihan said: "If you want to walk the path of a spiritual saint, I can lend you this semi-sacred 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, now, you must leave the half-sacred intention!"

Of course Zhang Ruochen understood what Luo Shuihan meant.

A martial artist can also cultivate spiritual power, but he can't indulge too much in cultivating spiritual power, that will have a great impact on martial arts, and it is a kind of taboo for martial artists.

Naturally, Zhang Ruochen 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. That figure stood in the middle of the water, as if practicing a profound boxing technique.

That figure just disappeared in a flash, and when Zhang Ruochen looked again, that figure had disappeared.

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

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

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

Zhang Ruochen shook his head lightly, and said, "That figure has disappeared, maybe I was blinded by it."

There was a little disappointment in Luo Shuihan's eyes, and he said: "Maybe you didn't look at it at all, it is very likely that it is really the phantom left by the ancestor, who is practicing his martial arts."

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

Luo Shuihan stared at Zhang Ruochen with complicated eyes, and said, "Do you know how many levels your mental power has reached?"

Zhang Ruochen smiled and said, "Not sure."

"Thirty-fourth step." Luo Shuihan said.

Zhang Ruochen was not surprised. It was not a strange thing that the last resonance of the gods had increased his spiritual power by a large amount, reaching the thirty-fourth level.

Luo Shuihan said again: "Do you know how much the ancestor's spiritual power was when he became a semi-sage? At that time, the ancestor's spiritual power was only at the thirty-eighth level. It was not until the ancestor became a saint that the spiritual power broke through the forty level."

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

Zhang Ruochen naturally understood Luo Shuihan's meaning, his eyes were very firm, and he said, "I can't give up martial arts."

"Okay! The road is at your feet, how you choose is all in your heart." Luo Shuihan then said: "I will keep your spiritual height a secret for you and will not tell anyone."

"Thank you." Zhang Ruochen said.

Luo Shuihan and Zhang Ruochen withdrew from the semi-holy intention and walked towards the outside of the Divine Power Hall.

Seeing Luo Shuihan and Zhang Ruochen walking out of the Divine Power Hall together, all the students who were already waiting outside the hall showed envious and jealous 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 of the Divine Power Hall was closed again, and the twelve students left separately.

Going back to No.1 Xuanzi, Zhang Ruochen is planning to enter the space-time spar to practice swordsmanship, preparing for the quarterly assessment two months later.

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

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

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

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

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

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

Duanmu Xingling stared at Zhang Ruochen fiercely, and suddenly, a gorgeous smile appeared on his face, and said, "It's okay not to talk, then tell me, how did you cultivate your spiritual power to such a terrifying height?"

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

Duanmu Xingling clenched his fists tightly, feeling the urge to strangle Zhang Ruochen to death.