Chapter 267 How many palms are there (monthly ticket 3300 plus)
Chapter 267 How many palms are there (monthly ticket 3300 plus)
This kind of thing is naturally very shocking. According to legend, before the Buddha attained enlightenment, he was just a mortal. After attaining enlightenment, he became the Buddha and became the ancestor.
But when this kind of thing happened to Zhao Cheng, it didn't seem impossible. Instead, it made people feel understandable.
After all, Zhao Cheng is so talented and beautiful that he is deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.
"Zhao Cheng, are you fully enlightened?"
In the spacious gymnasium, Lin Yuntian couldn't help but ask.
The reason why he chose to come to Qingshan University was actually to pursue Zhao Cheng. Of course, his orientation was normal, but he felt that he could definitely learn a lot from Zhao Cheng.
When three people travel together, there must be a teacher. Everyone is unique. Even ordinary people are like this. An unprecedented hero like Zhao Cheng is like a treasure containing endless wealth.
In fact, Zhao Cheng thought the same way. Although all of his classmates were not as good as him in cultivation, Zhao Cheng learned a lot from them and their spiritual world.
"I did understand something."
Zhao Cheng responded with a smile.
When the wisdom lock was unlocked, Zhao Cheng felt that the world was different. He was still himself, but his perspective on the world had changed.
That feeling is indescribable. If I were to put it into perspective, it would be that he was standing on the ground looking ahead, but now he was standing on a high place looking down.
Not only was his thinking speed faster when thinking about some issues in cultivation, but more importantly, his inspiration was more than ten times stronger than before.
This is the scariest thing.
For pure calculation, nothing can compare to a supercomputer, but there is no such thing as inspiration in a computer.
When it comes to creativity, inspiration is irreplaceable.
99% of perspiration is possible for everyone, but 1% of inspiration is only one in ten million.
The biggest gap between genius and mediocrity lies here, and it cannot be bridged by hard work.
"I didn't see anything happen to you yesterday?"
"How did you become enlightened?!"
Lin Yuntian murmured, feeling a little self-doubt again.
If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he wouldn't have believed it.
By the way, his dormitory is right next to Zhao Cheng. He can be sure that Zhao Cheng has stayed in the dormitory since he came back from the library last night and did not sneak out in the middle of the night to trigger additional plots. Outside his underwear
Wear it and act chivalrously.
Zhao Cheng went to sleep normally to cultivate, and then "became a Buddha and an ancestor" when he woke up. It's really like a novel, no, no, no, it seems that the novel really dares to make it up like this. There are really many such stories in those myths and biographies.
As for why he knew that Zhao Cheng went to the library, it was not because he was some kind of stalker, but because he also went there.
He has been raising Baijian in the furnace for several years, but he can continue to raise it. Yuntian Yijian is just the beginning. He is still young and has enough time to continue to improve.
In fact, not only him, but also the students in the swordsmanship class spent most of their time in the library, reading the manuscripts of swordsmanship and the drafts of deductions.
Although they are all geniuses, they actually have to work harder than ordinary people. Otherwise, they would not be able to achieve this achievement at this age.
In fact, what limits them is their body, which is not strong enough to support high-intensity training. Two training sessions a day is already the limit. Unlike Zhao Cheng, who simulates three times a day, he is not afraid of the side effects of excessive training. In terms of training effect, he has increased
When it comes to practicing in real life, one day is worth a week for other people.
Of course, this is talking about the improvement of the extra-dimensional body and swordsmanship, not the vitality of the body.
But this progress, coupled with his upper limit of swordsmanship of level 55, will naturally allow him to ride on top of the world, and one year will be used as seven years.
Therefore, when they can't practice swordsmanship, they read books and sword manuals to expand their ideas. They also use this method to increase their knowledge, become more knowledgeable, and develop wisdom.
"I remember that my master told me that I was the most talented person he had ever seen. Anyone who can compete with me in this world can only be counted in the palm of a hand."
Sun Mingxuan murmured.
"I almost believed it."
"Wait a minute, Lao Sun, your master also said this?"
Lin Yuntian was shocked.
When Sun Mingxuan heard this, his expression became serious: "Old Lin, could it be that Master You also said that?"
The two looked at each other and said nothing.
"My master seems to have said this too."
At this moment, another boy from the Kendo department said.
"My master also..."
Someone else said.
The atmosphere suddenly became dull, and everyone seemed to have discovered a certain truth.
…
When the teacher who was taking the swordsmanship class came over, he discovered a strange scene. A group of swordsmanship geniuses stared at each other, not knowing what they had encountered.
After that, the kendo teacher glanced around and noticed the aura of wisdom on Zhao Cheng's body, and he was immediately stunned.
Although he had indeed heard of a great Confucian who suddenly became enlightened in his later years, and a light of wisdom arose in his mind that illuminated all directions, he always thought it was a story.
As a result, such a person did appear in reality. The key is that he was not an old man, but a seventeen-year-old young man.
"Is there really a kind of heavenly being in this world who is born with extraordinary wisdom?"
He couldn't help but murmur in his heart.
Originally, he didn't believe such strange legends. After all, he was a swordsman and had seen a lot.
But now, he suddenly wavered.
However, a swordsman is a swordsman after all, and he quickly calmed down. First, everyone raised their hands to ask questions as usual, and then he began to practice swordsmanship. After practicing, he first gave an explanation, and then asked everyone to ask questions.
This teaching model is not suitable for ordinary people because they are not talented enough. If the teacher practices it once, it is equivalent to practicing in vain, and there is no possibility of gaining anything.
Only this group of geniuses who are cultivating hundreds of swords in the furnace, each of them has a delicate and sharp spirit, and can gain something by paying attention to the smallest things. Of course, it is not too big, but it is a kind of help. Over time, it is also very considerable.
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Soon, two hours passed by in a blink of an eye. Except for some of the students from the Kendo Department who had something to do, the rest of them went straight to the library.
They all carried bags with concentrated nutritional pills and compressed water bags inside, but they all planned to fight until night.
This is also the daily routine of the kendo department. They generally do not go to the cafeteria. Firstly, it saves time, and nutritional pills are suitable for them. Not only are they more nutritious, but they can also save some time by going to the toilet less.
It was not until the closing time of the library that a group of people walked out of the library quickly and resolutely.
"Are you Zhao Cheng?"
However, something unexpected happened that night. As soon as Zhao Cheng stepped out of the library door, he heard a voice.
Immediately, not only him, but other students also cast their gaze over.
