Chapter 300 Four Breaths!

Discolored eyes.

Close your eyes slightly.

This is copying, which requires you 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, but 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 exclusive 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 pen and ink remained on the white paper. When the last stroke was completed, a lifelike portrait was carved out.

"Uh-huh!"

The moment he opened his eyes, Chu Xun's lips curved into a slight 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 skills were easily carved!

And these seem slow.

Actually.

Close your eyes.

to open eyes.

It only took a short breath!

"Bo!"

The figure flashed.

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

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 an 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.

The forty-third floor.

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 the two levels, but reached the forty-third floor in a very short period of time. They all expressed surprise and said: "Confucian's This friend is extraordinary!”

"Approved!"

"If you can enter my academy!"

"That's even better!"

The eyes of these great Confucians 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 transfers it to the Confucian magical power, although it is still amazing, it is not enough to make people happy. Shocked, and now breaking through the forty-third floor has proven everything.

This fellow Taoist.

Very strong.

"Don't worry, the real strength is on the 44th floor!" 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 the students are talking a lot, because the 44th floor is recognized as the most difficult floor, beyond all others, and it is also the floor where people in these colleges seem to have numb scalps. 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.

What the hell!

Simply not human.

This ghost can be solved!

Besides.

Also observe.

Make a copy in a very short time.

Even if there are countless people studying in the academy, they will still be Muggles when they actually reach the 44th floor. They looked up at the historical ranking of the academy and murmured: "The reason why the Zhenwu Great Sage took more than six hours , it was delayed for nearly three hours on the forty-fourth floor, this is one of the most important reasons!"

"Even the Confucian scholar from our academy, who is currently ranked fourth in the history of the Academy Tower, was still delayed for two hours at this level. Even if this person defies heaven, he will probably 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 felt uneasy.

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 forty-fourth floor of the academy. The dense array of formations was a headache. She opened her red lips in curiosity and said, : "Four hours?"

"No?"

Jian Qingzhu shook his head gently.

The four fingers he raised.

Doesn't represent four hours.

"Hmm?"

Su Yaoyao's delicate face showed a little confusion. Jian Qingzhu raised four fingers not to represent four hours. Could it be four days? That shouldn't be the case. According to the previous experience of breaking through the level, he can only be trapped for six hours at most, not four days or four hours. How many hours is it?

She frowned slightly.

Four cups of tea?

Impossible.

This is too fast!

Whimming.

"Pop!"

A flash of light.

Forty-fourth floor...passed!

Instantly.

Dead silence.

All areas.

All quiet.

"Swoosh!"

The red-dressed woman who was holding an oil-paper umbrella in the distance crossed almost instantly and landed in front of the Academy Tower. Her dark and clear eyes showed shock. She stared at the ancient and old Academy Tower. A huge wave of waves surged in her heart. She breathed quickly and said, "I'm already on the forty-fifth floor?"

Great scholar.

Students.

Doubters.

Supporters.

Everyone's breath froze. In shock, even those who mocked Chu Xun had their smiles frozen. Then, they twisted their necks stiffly and slowly looked at Jian Qingzhu, as if questioning him, who is this person?