"It turned out to be the semi-saint intention of Senior Luo Xu."

Zhang Ruochen admired Luo Xu very much and bowed slightly to the semi-saint's intention.

Luo Shuihan saw Zhang Ruochen's movements, his eyes lit up slightly, and he nodded gently, and he admired Zhang Ruochen more.

Not only is he extremely talented, but he is not arrogant or arrogant. In the future, he will never be a thing in the pool.

Luo Shuihan said: "There are 1,894 streams, 325 streams, 64 big rivers, nine rivers, and a sea. Streams, small rivers, big rivers, rivers, and seas, respectively correspond to the fifth level of mental power. How can you go if you try it?"

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

At the same time, Luo Shuihan gently twisted up his white robe, sat cross-legged beside Zhang Ruochen, mobilized his mental power and stared at the semi-saint's intention.

"Wow!"

"Wow!"

After a moment, the two of them entered the world of the semi-saint's intentions at the same time, and came to the Zeguo where water flowed through.

Luo Shuihan is like a white fairy butterfly, with bare feet, revealing two pieces of snow-white and crystal calves. He walked on the water and walked to the center of a stream, just like a fairy in Lingbo.

She turned around and stared at Zhang Ruochen who was standing on the shore. Her voice was soft and beautiful, like the sound of nature, like a zither, and said, "There are thousands of roads to practice, but in the end the path will enter the avenue, and the avenue will lead to the same direction."

"The great way is three thousand, and the different paths are the same." Zhang Ruochen said.

Zhang Ruochen walked to the bank of the stream, slowly closed his eyes, raised one foot, stepped on the water surface, and sank slightly, but in the end he did not fall into the water.

Then, both feet stood on the water, as if walking on the flat ground, towards Luo Shuihan.

Luo Shuihan nodded gently, walked down the river, and walked forward.

Zhang Ruochen speeded up and walked to Luo Shuihan's left, walked side by side with her, closed her eyes, feeling the indescribable calm and comfortable mood.

"Zhang Ruochen, your talent is really high, stronger than any genius I have ever seen. Can you tell me how you cultivate your mental power to your current height?" Luo Shuihan closed his eyes and walked forward with his instinct.

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

Luo Shuihan stopped asking and said, "Do you know what mental power is?"

Zhang Ruochen said: "Mental power comes from the spiritual platform of the brain. The human brain is full of infinite potential. Ordinary people can only use ten percent of the brain, so mental power is only tenth level. Cultivating mental power can open the treasure house of the brain and present endless possibilities."

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

"The saints of mental power are more terrifying than those of martial arts. Some of them can summon thunder and lightning, some can use clouds and rain, some can awaken 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, "The saint of mental power is indeed stronger and more strange than the saint of martial arts. However, it is a hundred times more difficult to become a saint of mental power than a saint of martial arts. The further the mental power is, the difficulty will increase exponentially, and it will be difficult to ascend to the sky for every level of improvement. Just like Elder Yue Jingchan, he has cultivated his mental power for eighty years and cultivated his mental power to the 39th level. If there is no special opportunity, it will take at least 40 years for him to cultivate his mental power to the 40th level. But can he live forty years?"

At this moment, they walked through the stream and entered a small river.

On the water surface of the river, continue walking forward and towards the river.

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

Not long after, they entered a big river.

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

Halfway through the river, Luo Shuihan's voice came from Zhang Ruochen's ears.

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 entire body sank into the water, leaving only a face that was still exposed on the water.

If she continues to move forward, she will be completely submerged by the water.

Luo Shuihan said: "I'm practicing here. As long as my mental power increases, I can float out of the water and have the ability to continue moving 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 streams to rivers, from small rivers to big rivers, from big rivers to rivers, from rivers to seas, people's vision becomes wider and more mental power is needed.

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

He walked forward three thousand meters and the water flooded his knees.

He continued walking for two thousand meters, and the water flooded his waist.

He walked another two thousand meters and the water flooded his chest.

Taking difficult steps, Zhang Ruochen continued to walk forward, and every step was very difficult. Only by using all his strength could he move forward.

The water in the river is constantly tempering his mental power.

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

As time passed little by little, Zhang Ruochen's body gradually floated out of the water, and its level was level with his waist.

Luo Shuihan's voice came from the shore and said, "Zhang Ruochen, an hour has come!"

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

Luo Shuihan said: "If you want to follow the path of a spiritual saint, I can lend you this semi-saint saint intention to help you. Of course, if that is the case, you must give up martial arts."

"If you want to continue practicing martial arts, now you must leave the intention of the semi-saint!

Zhang Ruochen certainly understood Luo Shuihan's meaning.

A warrior can cultivate both mental power, but cannot indulge in practicing mental power too much. This will have a great impact on martial arts and is a taboo for warriors.

Zhang Ruochen naturally could not give up martial arts, so he walked towards the shore.

At this moment, Zhang Ruochen saw a faint figure on the distant river surface. The figure stood in the middle of the water, as if practicing a profound boxing technique.

The figure just flashed away. When Zhang Ruochen looked at it again, the figure had disappeared.

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

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

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

Zhang Ruochen shook his head gently and said, "That figure has disappeared, maybe I was confused."

Luo Shuihan's eyes showed a little disappointment and said, "Maybe you were not dazzled at all, it was probably really a phantom left by his ancestors, who were practicing his martial arts."

"Maybe!" Zhang Ruochen seemed indifferent, walked out of the water and climbed ashore.

Luo Shuihan stared at Zhang Ruochen with some complexity and said, "Do you know how much level your mental power has reached?"

Zhang Ruochen smiled and said, "I don't know very well."

"Thirty-fourth level." Luo Shuihan said.

Zhang Ruochen was not surprised. The last time the resonance of the gods increased his mental power by a large margin, reaching the thirty-fourth level, which was not a strange thing.

Luo Shuihan said again: "Do you know what kind of mental power was when our ancestors reached the semi-saint? At that time, the ancestors' mental power was only 38th level. It was not until the ancestors became saints that their mental power broke through the forty level."

"Zhang Ruochen, you are only in the late stage of the Xuanji Realm, and your mental power has reached the 34th level. In the history of the Kunlun Realm, you will probably be in the top ten. If you give up martial arts and specialize in spiritual power from now on, you will have at least 50% chance of becoming a spiritual power 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, and how to choose depends entirely on your heart." Luo Shuihan then said: "I will keep your mental power confidential for you and will not tell anyone."

"Thank you." Zhang Ruochen said.

Luo Shuihan and Zhang Ruochen retreated from the intention of the semi-saint and walked out of the Divine Power Hall.

Seeing Luo Shuihan and Zhang Ruochen walk out of the Divine Power Hall together, all the students who were waiting outside the hall showed envious and jealous eyes.

Especially Yuchi Tiancong and Prince Huo Xing were so jealous that they were staring at Zhang Ruochen, as if they wanted to kill Zhang Ruochen with their eyes.

The gate of the Divine Power Hall was closed again, and the twelve students left.

Back to the number one of Xuanzi, Zhang Ruochen was planning to enter the space-time crystal to practice swordsmanship and prepare for the quarterly assessment in two months.

With a "bang", the door of the room was opened with a palm, and Duanju Star Spirit rushed in from outside in a blazing manner. A strange smile appeared on her pretty face and said, "Zhang Ruochen, Senior Sister Luo took you to the third floor of the Divine Power Hall?"

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

"What is the third floor of the Divine Power Hall?" Duanju Xingling asked.

"Can't say it." Zhang Ruochen said.

Duanju Xingling's eyes glared, and looked angry and said, "If you don't say it, forget it. I originally wanted to tell you about the quarterly assessment in two months. Since you don't say it, I won't say it."

Zhang Ruochen smiled bitterly and said, "Senior Sister Duanmu, this matter really cannot be said."

Duanju Star Spirit stared at Zhang Ruochen fiercely, and suddenly a brilliant smile appeared on his face, saying, "It's okay not to say it, then tell me, how did you cultivate your mental power to such a terrifying level?"

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

Duanju Star Spirit clenched his fists tightly, and had the urge to strangle Zhang Ruochen to death.
Chapter completed!