After a moment, more than a dozen handprints were drawn out, but the Liangyi Tiandi Stone still had no movement at all. Shen Zhengxing clearly felt that, as Hua Mingyu said, the power of the divine beast in the Liangyi Tiandi Stone was actually in silence, and it seemed much weaker than before.

His heart began to sink gradually, and his expression became heavier and heavier.

The disciples around also noticed something strange. Hua Mingyu was unable to touch the Taoist rhyme, which could also be attributed to lack of talent or lack of attentiveness. However, Shen Zhengxing made dozens of handprints in succession, but he still could not touch the Taoist rhyme. This was obviously wrong.

Could it be that there is really a problem with the power of the divine beasts in the Liangyi Tiandi Stone, what should they do? Everyone was worried and had no mood to ridicule Hua Mingyu.

"Sir Yuanzheng..." The hospitalist Ke Yunan next to him also looked at Shen Zhengxing worriedly.

He had known Shen Zhengxing for many years and knew him much more than the disciples below. Just looking at his heavy expression, he also knew that the situation was probably more serious than everyone imagined.

Shen Zhengxing shook his head at Ke Yunan, signaling him not to affect his mood, then took a deep breath and continued to print his handprints.

His handprints became slower than before, as if every handprint was used to print, he had used all his strength. When the last handprint was printed, he was pale and his whole body was soaked with sweat.

However, the Liangyi Heaven and Earth Stone still stood there quietly, without any strange light flashing, and no part of the Taoist rhyme emerged.

"Mr. Yuanzheng, what happened?" Ke Yunan had been restless, as anxious as an ant on the hot pan. At this time, he could no longer help it and asked anxiously.

"The power of the divine beast... is indeed... it really falls into a deep sleep, and only half of it is left." Shen Zhengxing said with trembling all over. After saying the last word, a mouthful of old blood spurted out suddenly.

Liangyi Academy has been passed down for tens of thousands of years and has become the first of the nine academies. It is dependent on the power of this divine beast. After all, the nine academies have their own inheritance. In detail, no one is weaker than each other. What really determines the strength and weakness is the power of this divine beast.

But now, the power of the divine beast has fallen into a deep sleep, and it is obviously much weaker than before, with only half of the original one left at most.

This situation is so similar to the Yiyuan Academy ten thousand years ago!

Could it be that Liangyi Academy will also decline like Yiyuan Academy, and it will decline in his own hands? As a master of the college, how could he explain to his ancestors of the academy? The more Shen Zhengxing thought about it, the more anxious he became, and he felt as if his heart was ashamed. That mouthful of blood was like fog, and he couldn't even suppress it.

"How could this happen?" Hearing the words of Master Yuanzheng, all the disciples around him felt as if they were struck by lightning.

Just a day ago, they were ecstatic about joining Liangyi Academy, and even felt that this was a blessing that they had earned after burning high incense for several lifetimes.

However, it was the first time they realized the Taoist rhyme. Before they even had time to start, the power of the divine beast that touched the Taoist rhyme actually fell into a deep sleep, and only half of it was left. How could they understand the Taoist rhyme and pursue the holy way of the strong?

"Hua Mingyu, what did you do just now?" A disciple became more and more desperate as he thought about it. He suddenly pointed at Hua Mingyu and asked angrily.
Chapter completed!