The Earth Is My Dantian

Everyone in the library surrounded the reader and asked, wondering where they should start.

But the reader was stunned and did not answer them.

The reader was looking at Ye Sheng.

The eyes are treacherous, there are surprises, doubts, sudden surprises...

Liu Liangfeng and the others also looked back and were stunned.

Ye Sheng sat cross-legged on the grass, his face was peaceful, as if he had fallen asleep, with only a slight glow between his brows.

This light shot out nine hundred and ninety-nine Ye Sheng.

All over the grassland, in front of the nine hundred and ninety-nine flowers, there is a Ye Sheng stationed there, reading peacefully.

The strange scene shocked Liu Liangfeng and others, who were speechless and didn't know what to say.

"Interesting, interesting, I haven't met such an interesting person for a long time." The book reader smiled, stared at Ye Sheng carefully, took note of Ye Sheng's appearance, turned and left, ignoring Liu Liangfeng and others.

"Soul Clone Technique." Liu Liangfeng gritted his teeth, he recognized the Taoism performed by Ye Sheng, a rare non-attack Taoism from Longhu Mountain.

Although it has no offensive power, this method is also one of the taboo methods in Longhu Mountain, and it cannot be learned by non-core disciples.

How did Ye Sheng learn?

"Ye Sheng's master is Daoist Qingxu." Li Yan, the son of Marquis of Zhenhai, said, he was the fifth.

"But isn't the Soul Clone technique only able to be divided into dozens?" Monk Wuwen asked doubtfully.

"A person with a strong mind and soul can be divided a lot." Mo Yu said solemnly, and it was the first time he formally recognized Ye Sheng.

"These nine hundred and ninety-nine clones, how powerful is his spirit?" Liu Liangfeng was taken aback. He had already seriously regarded Ye Sheng as his opponent, but now, he realized that he still underestimated Ye Sheng.

"This is a genius." Mo Yu said, the successor from the Holy Land of Ascension finally recognized Ye Sheng's talent.

Li Yan looked solemn, he wanted to go back and warn his nephew not to have conflicts with Ye Sheng.

Ye Sheng, who was being talked about, didn't hear anything outside the window at the moment, and only read the books of sages and sages.

Wandering in the sea of ​​books, Ye Sheng couldn't help but talk.

While reading the nine hundred and ninety-nine books at the same time, Ye Sheng entered an inexplicable state.

There are nine hundred and ninety-nine different books, including martial arts secrets, Taoism secrets, practice insights written by predecessors, alchemy secrets, etc...

At this moment, Ye Sheng is like a relay processor, connecting his dantian to the earth.

Rumble!

In an instant, on the desert of the earth, countless stone tablets fell from the sky, and when they fell down fiercely, the ground shook and the mountains shook, and the yellow sand was full of volumes. The momentum was astonishing.

Such a scene instantly alarmed people on the entire planet.

A cultivator on Mount Wudang, a martial artist in Siberia, a spiritual practitioner on an unnamed island, an inheritor of ancient combat skills...

The practitioners on the earth were alarmed, and all turned their eyes to the desert.

"God, have you spread martial arts again?" Many people thought to themselves.

Every time Ye Sheng read a book, he passed down a stone tablet, which recorded clearly, and threw it in the desert.

People on the earth rushed to the desert, wanting to see what happened, and there was an endless stream.

Ye Sheng has fallen into a sea of ​​knowledge. He reads martial arts, Taoism, practice records, the method of breaking the mirror, alchemy manuals, biographies...

Others have finished a book, Ye Sheng has already finished 999, or even more than 1,900, because he has a photographic memory, twice as fast as others.

Ye Sheng's footprints were scattered all over the grassland, and the avatars of his scattered souls were uncertain, intangible, and just a shadow of the soul, but at this moment, everyone's eyes turned red with envy.

If they know how to do this method, how much will they gain?

You Yesheng was lying on the grass reading a book, shaking his head, feeling deeply.

You Ye Sheng was sitting upright, reading a book solemnly.

Ye Sheng was reading a book with a broken mirror with a sad face.

You Ye Sheng was full of joy, reading the book as if he had found a treasure.

...

And looking at it, Ye Sheng's realm was broken directly.

From the Fifth Heaven of Soul Cultivation to the Sixth Heaven of Soul Cultivation, it was like a gurgling stream, which was suddenly supplemented by a big river, and the flood was released with a bang, breaking the barrier.

Ye Sheng's nine hundred and ninety-nine avatars read more vigorously.

On this day, the one who gained the most in the entire library was Ye Sheng.

Others have read more than a hundred books, and gained a lot, accumulated some foundation, and deepened their understanding of practice.

But when they looked at Ye Sheng, the little bit of pride in their hearts dissipated without a trace.

They read more than a hundred books, and Ye Sheng probably read tens of thousands of books.

Everyone looked at Ye Sheng, who had nine hundred and ninety-nine clones, and kept flipping through the books. The speed was simply beyond their understanding.

Everyone just thought that Ye Sheng memorized it by rote, first write down all these, and then go back and learn slowly.

Unbeknownst to him, Ye Sheng understood while watching. He didn't dare to say he understood everything, but he understood at least 40%.

He read 99,900 books.

Forty percent understood.

Because the base is too large, 41% exchange is a huge gain.

It is not an exaggeration to say that Ye Sheng has won all the books.

Many people do not read as many books in a lifetime as Ye Sheng does in a day.

However, this also has sequelae. After this day passed, Ye Sheng was in a daze, and received the rewards given by the commander of the Imperial Army, including the Sword of Human World, Xiantian Pill, and the title of title.

As for leading an army, because Ye Sheng is a student of Jixia College, he has not yet been appointed as a teacher, so he will keep it for now. After Ye Sheng completes his studies and leaves as a teacher, he can raise this award with the court.

Ye Sheng didn't even know how he left the palace.

He was carried back to Jixia College.

He was carried to the monastery.

Daoming looked at Ye Sheng who was in a coma and said worriedly: "Master, is there something wrong with my junior brother?"

Taoist Master Qingxu checked carefully, and said: "It's all right, but the loss of the soul is too great, and it is close to exhaustion. His soul forced him to rest, and fell into a deep sleep. Replenish the soul, and he will wake up in a few days."

Only then did Daoming feel relieved, and asked, "How many books have you read?"

Daoist Qingxu smiled and said: "Your junior brother is very greedy, he made himself like this, how many books do you think he has read?"

"This is at least 10,000 books, right?" Daoming guessed in surprise.

"I guess it's more than that, at least 30,000 copies." Daoist Qingxu sent Ye Sheng into the room, and then lit a stick of incense for Ye Sheng, which would mend Ye Sheng's soul.

After this sleep, Ye Sheng slept for a full ten days.

Not eating or drinking for ten days, Ye Sheng lost a lot of weight, like a haggard old man. His spirit was exhausted, and he recovered slowly, naturally drawing energy from his body.

Therefore, his originally refined figure became scrawny in ten days, and his whole body exuded an old breath, looking like a dying person.

Every day when Daoming came to watch it, he was in a hurry.

Daoist Qingxu is the old god who said: "When the body is worn out, wake up and make up for it, as long as his mind is fine, maybe he will be a blessing in disguise by making up for it."