In the underground base of Tianjing, among the scattered spirits.

"The concentration of spiritual energy detected by the Arctic Yellow River Station has not changed in 25 hours."

"The spiritual energy concentration measured by the Qinghai Provincial Monitoring Station has not changed in 16 hours."

"The concentration of spiritual energy obtained at the Antarctic Great Wall Station has not changed in 32 hours."

“Hainan…”

As he reported one sentence after another, the young man, who was sitting on the iron seat with a drooping back, raised his head, looked at the many researchers in front of him, and said softly, "Are you ready?"

A middle-aged man said: "The Scattering Spirit Array has been set up, the staff outside the Scattering Spirit Room have all been evacuated, and the base on the ground has also been deployed, and we can start at any time."

"But Ren Zuo, why don't you reconsider it?"

"Yes, the newly added scattered spirit coefficient is too large, why not reduce it a bit!"

"Ren Zuo, you will die of pain!"

The young man exhaled lightly and waved his hand.

"I am also already...years old."

"There's not much time left until the real deadline."

The scholar said quickly: "With this spirit dispersion formation, you don't have to worry..."

"Really?" The young man laughed bitterly. "When the bloodline of the 23-year-old Ren family is fully awakened, I can't even imagine how strong I am. Can you imagine it?"

"Can this spirit-dispersing formation really save me from the punishment of heaven and earth?"

He sighed: "Is there any news about Patriarch Ren Han now?"

A young scholar shook his head and said, "No, just like before, once the people in the Fairy Palace disappeared, no one could find their traces. The Messenger of Disaster, the Seeker of Truth, the Monkey King...it seems that they have all left this world and returned to the Fairy Palace."

The young man smiled slightly; he had no expectations for this.

"It is better to rely on oneself than on others, and it is better to rely on one's heart than on external things. Now the concentration of spiritual energy has completely stabilized, and I have also recovered to my best condition...

Let’s get started, everyone.”

During the six days of the live broadcast of "Destiny", the people in the Asgard killed five sources of chaos, causing the concentration of spiritual energy in the world to rise sharply. The young man has been stabilizing his cultivation these days, constantly adapting to his increasingly powerful self, and even has to actively suppress his own abilities, and dare not cast spells at will.

The reason why Wanli Changcheng went to Lianjiang to look for a space extraordinary person was not only because the young man's identity was secret and could not be exposed at will, but more importantly, at that time he was like riding a rocket, his cultivation level was rapidly expanding, and he could not control the scale of his spells. It was very likely that he would tear the entire base space in half with just a casual tear!

Originally, the spirit dispersing array was sufficient, but the concentration of spiritual energy suddenly increased by nearly one-fold, just like using a toothpick to stir a large jar or using noodles to tie up a fierce dog. It was not enough and had to be locked.

But that’s different from the plan of the researchers. The researchers just wanted to add it to the right amount, but the young man wanted to double it directly!

The dispersion of spirits is a very uncomfortable thing for cultivators. It is fine for ordinary cultivators, but they will be drained of their essence in the scattered spirit area in a short time and become ordinary people completely.

But the young man is different. He has the blood of Ren family. He can absorb soil while sitting on the ground and chew the north wind with his mouth open. He can purify spiritual energy even from the thinnest concentration of spiritual energy. The Spirit Dispersing Array can only restrain him but cannot ban him.

However, compared to ordinary monks who only suffer temporarily, young people have to endure the pain of their essence being squeezed out all the time. They are in this state all the time, 24 hours, 1440 minutes, and 86,400 seconds a day. This can be called a cruel punishment exclusive to monks.

But before, he only extracted a little bit, and after the young man got used to it and combined it with some spells, there was basically no big problem. But this time he planned to double the spiritual energy, and the speed of spiritual energy dispersion increased sharply, which was beyond his tolerance!

Seeing that the young man had made up his mind, the researchers could only sigh and begin to prepare.

"Is it really necessary for you to fight so hard?"

In the entire base, there is only one person who dares to speak so rudely.

The young man glanced at the hunchbacked man in sportswear and laughed, "How can you find a glimmer of hope if you don't push yourself to the limit?

I am different from you. Your vast past has become your strength, but my unknown past has become my curse."

You Jian said with a snort: "Do you think I just want to inherit those things? But is it really useful for you to disperse your spirit like this?"

"Maybe?" The young man laughed bitterly. "My cultivation path is very different from yours. I rarely run out of spiritual energy... But when I was watching the live broadcast before, I tried to use "omnipotence" to spy on the Supreme Being, and almost exhausted my spiritual energy. At that time, I found that my cyclone had changed slightly because of this."

"What changes?"

"It probably just became a little harder." The young man said casually, "That's why I thought of dispersing my spiritual energy on a large scale. This way, the spiritual energy will flow violently. Maybe my cyclone... will show some gratifying changes."

You Jian said: "But you know the pain of scattered spirits, especially scattered spirits of this degree."

"Between life and death, there is great terror. For the sake of not dying, what does it matter if I endure a little pain?" The young man raised his head, looked at the ceiling covered with tubes, and said, "It has only been more than a year since the spiritual energy was revived... I still want to live a few more years to see what realm a cultivator can reach..."

"Besides, Asgard, World Tree, Renesse... where are they? What are they doing? Are they protecting the world now? I really want to be on an equal footing with them and learn the truth about the world from them..."

All desires, all expectations, require time and strength.

If immersed in the glory of their bloodline and the protection of the organization, the young man feels that he will never be able to reach the pioneers standing on the top of the mountain.

"You Jian, this is my path of cultivation."

"You guys, hurry up and follow me."

You Jian said with a spit, "You pervert, only a fool would target you. What I want is three palaces, six courtyards and seventy-two concubines, not a eunuch who practices asceticism!"

With a loud bang, You Jian was knocked out among the scattered spirits.

It was not surprising for Mr. Chuan and others to see this scene. In the entire base, the only person who would be beaten by Ren Zuo, or who could make Ren Zuo angry, was You Jian.

You Jian patted his butt, snorted, and walked out of the base. He was the last one to greet Ren Zuo. The others had already finished discussing cultivation matters with Ren Zuo, and followed him out.

There is a hidden benefit in the Great Wall, which is that you can accept guidance from anyone.

However, everyone knows that this hidden benefit is far more valuable than other scientific research results, unlimited learning of intranet spells, and super spiritual energy gathering facilities. The high-ranking Renzuo can often see the problems in their cultivation at a glance, and instruct them on whether to practice hard, conduct combat training to digest their combat power, or go on a relaxing trip to relax...

Even the evaluation of the strength of the Great Wall was personally assessed by Ren Zuo.

Mr. Chuan of 3,000 li, You Jian of 2,500 li, and Monk Wu Jin of 2,000 li were all evaluated by him, and none of them disapproved. The benefits given by the government to members of the Great Wall are also closely related to this mileage.

Ren Zuo was in charge of education and assessment, and he was kind and friendly. His life story was so touching that everyone in the Great Wall respected him very much. Many people said worriedly, "I wonder what will happen to Ren Zuo this time..."

"I hope you won't force yourself. If that doesn't work, you can just take it step by step..."

"Just don't get hurt. Ren Zuo is a national treasure. If something goes wrong..."

You Jian snorted coldly: "Don't worry about that guy! He has a complicated background and a rough fate. He has already forged a strong heart that is not happy with things or sad with himself. He even has great ambitions. How could he fail here?

You should think about yourselves! You are only a thousand miles away, but Ren Zu is a phoenix soaring to the sky. There is no need for you to worry about him!"

"You are still only 2,500 miles away!" someone immediately retorted loudly.

"I will go back to practice in seclusion now!" You Jian sneered, "Next time, I will definitely ride on a colorful cloud to welcome the queen!"

Among the scattered spirits, the researchers asked the young man, "Master Ren, we are ready."

The young man motioned for them to stop, turned on the computer next to him, stared at the nine-tailed fox in the wallpaper for 10 seconds, then turned off the screen and said, "Come on."

I will definitely live to see you with my own eyes! For this, I can endure all the pain!

Patience is Ren Zuo’s path of cultivation!

Tianlian College, teachers' dormitory, Zhao Huo's home.

Under the strong gaze of various two-dimensional characters in eight glass cabinets of figurines, Zhao Huo supported himself with his hands and feet, crouching like a tiger, his shirt had been taken off, and there was not a single muscle trembling in his body.

His back sometimes arched and sometimes bent, and his spine was like a dragon rising and hiding.

He exhaled, and the breath was like white smoke that reached a distance of ten feet. He inhaled, and his muscles tensed up and the air flowed throughout his body.

This is a special technique created by Zhao Huo by combining the family-inherited body-building technique "Tiger Form Technique" and "Xuan Jun Secret Record". Only he can perform it. It can both use the spiritual energy to build the body and use the body to gather spiritual energy!

The body-building boxing techniques that Zhao Huo learned were naturally more than just the Tiger Form Technique, but he tried more than a dozen combinations and only the Tiger Form Technique was effective, so he naturally took the Xuanjun Secret Records: Tiger Form as his main training method.

Zhao Huo had already reported this discovery through the education system, but the authorities seem to have not confirmed it yet.

He did not keep the "Tiger Form Technique" to himself and contributed it directly. In fact, Zhao Huo alone knew more than 10 kinds of body-building exercises that simulated wild beasts like the "Tiger Form Technique", but he had seen less than five people who could use this kind of body-building exercises.

Except for him, everyone else is over 50 years old.

This kind of martial arts is no longer popular in the new era, and ordinary mortals cannot get started without decades of practice, so they are naturally too lazy to learn it. This is why Zhao Huo was invincible at a young age, because he was the only genius who was stupid enough to spend more than ten years learning martial arts in the new era.

Therefore, even if the authorities discovered that the "Tiger Form Technique" could be used in conjunction with the "Xuan Jun Secret Records", they would not be able to find anyone to practice it in a short time.

Perhaps in the next few decades, the only person who can practice "Xuan Jun Secret Records: Tiger Form" is Zhao Huo.

"call……"

Feeling his body aching as if it had exploded, and his qi swelled to an unbearable level, Zhao Huo, with sweat all over his face, did not hesitate at all and started practicing his skills again!

He has spent too much time on "willpower" and "Xuanjun Secret Records: Tiger Form", and can't waste any more time!

Zhao Huo was defeated head-on by Ren Suo a few days ago. Although he didn't seem to care much, he was actually still feeling a bit resentful!

There is nothing more unbearable than being defeated in the area where you are best.

Especially when he asked Ren Suo what martial arts he had learned, Ren Suo seriously said "Eye Exercises for Primary and Secondary School Students" and "The Second Set of National Radio Gymnastics for Primary and Secondary School Students: The Times Are Calling", Zhao Huo felt even more uncomfortable, as if he had tried a hundred times but nothing came out. He was actually defeated by a former member of the Young Pioneers! ?

However, Ren Suo and he were colleagues and friends after all. Ren Suo treated him after defeating him, and had helped him in a comic exhibition stage play before, so he could only...

Never mind, he just wanted to break through to the third level and then provoke (violently) fight (beat) Ren Suo, otherwise he would feel very uncomfortable!

Moreover, as long as he breaks through to the third level, Zhao Huo estimates that he should have the strength to compete with Dong Chengling!

This way it will be safer to challenge Rensuo!

"call……"

Almost the third turn! Zhao Huo confirmed his cultivation status very keenly through his body and cyclone.

Another cycle begins, and Zhao Huo, who has integrated martial arts and cultivation techniques, is opening up a new path.

Martial arts is Zhao Huo's path of cultivation.

"Xiaojiu, it's time to go to bed."

After finishing the triple circulation, Dong Chengling, who was sweating all over, picked up the towel beside him to wipe his sweat, and then said to Xiaojiu, who was lying happily on the sofa with his mobile phone in his hand.

"I just started!" Xiaojiu shook his little feet and twisted his body to protest.

"Then you have to finish the game after I take a shower." Dong Chengling had expected this. She also knew how long it took Xiaojiu to play a game, so she let Xiaojiu play the "last game" before taking a shower.

When she came out of the shower, Xiaojiu had to pout and put down her phone. Dong Chengling smiled and picked up Xiaojiu to the bedroom, asking, "What book are you reading today?"

Xiao Jiu blinked her eyes and said, "Let's read the martial arts book that I didn't finish last time! The one about the little fox Huang Rong and the silly brother Jing!"

"good."

Dong Chengling held Xiaojiu in his arms and quietly read the words from the book to her. His voice was clear and pleasant, and his tone changed when he spoke of key points, which made Xiaojiu's mood fluctuate.

20 minutes later, Dong Chengling closed the book. Xiaojiu immediately hugged Dong Chengling with his backhand, burying his little head in Dong Chengling's chest and rubbing it, "Read for a while longer!"

"No, it's time to go to bed." Dong Chengling tapped Xiaojiu's forehead and said seriously.

She carried Xiaojiu back to the guest room, pulled the quilt over her, turned off the lights, and then went back to her own bedroom to sleep. It was exactly 11 o'clock.

Practice, relax, and rest, everything is done neither hurriedly nor slowly, and meticulously.

Even if Dong Chengling felt that she seemed to have touched the edge of the fourth level, she would not be so excited as to practice all night, nor would she slack off.

Moderation is Dong Chengling's path of cultivation.

The ripples caused by the "Destiny" live broadcast have never subsided.

The concentration of spiritual energy has increased significantly, and the shocking secrets revealed in the live broadcast, the future of the earth is actually at stake, and the Immortal Palace may interfere with the world in the future... All of this has made all the cultivators practice more diligently.

Everyone Ren Suo knew had been practicing diligently these days. Ren Xingmei hadn't come to live at his house. Gu Yueyan and Lin Xianyu had been attending Dong Chengling's hard training classes on Saturdays and Sundays. Even Qiao Muyi often @ed him on WeChat Moments, feeding him mouthfuls of poisonous chicken soup, and even occasionally called him directly, not wanting to stop until her heart was pierced.

Everyone is working hard to move forward, including Ren Suo.

Near noon, Ren Suo opened his eyes and found himself sitting upright on a cushion.

He was not surprised. He went to the bathroom to brush his teeth and wash his face, then made himself a cup of black tea, took it to the bedroom, sat in front of the computer, and prepared to start a new day of adventure.

"……Um?"

When the computer screen lit up, Ren Suo immediately felt something was wrong. Why did the 27-inch display with a 1080p resolution look so eye-catching?

Everything was fine yesterday!

At this time, Ren Suo suddenly thought of something and slightly activated the cyclone.

Then he was startled for a moment, then calmed down and said to himself in a mature and steady manner: "It's almost done..."

"But now, I have to buy a 4K screen... Do third-level monks have to pay extra expenses like this?"

Ren Suo, after more than ten days of sleep and practice, finally finished the last bit of progress bar (about 4.2%) and became a third-level cultivator.

During these ten days, he did not waste a single second of his waking time. He relied entirely on his strong self-awareness, using only his subconscious mind and free time such as sleep, as well as the "Xuanjun Secret Record: Transformation" obtained in advance, and was easily promoted to the third level.

This is Ren Suo’s path of cultivation.