Ruins of the past

In the process of practicing, Chu Qiguang felt that in addition to pain every time he hit the area, there would also be a burst of itching.

Then with the impact, the itching became more and more serious, until more than an hour later... a layer of skin fell off the area where Chu Qiguang hit.

Originally, when practicing Hunyuan Taiyi Qigong, he also needed to pay attention to physical injuries and skin damage.

But now that Hunyuan Taiyi Demonic Skill has been practiced, some skin damage can be recovered during the shedding process, and Chu Qiguang's practice efficiency has greatly improved.

In order not to damage his clothes, Chu Qiguang had taken off all his clothes at this moment. Every time, his flesh and blood collided directly with the boulders, making a muffled sound.

With the collision of flesh and blood and boulders, Chu Qiguang could feel that his Hunyuan Taiyi Demonic Skill was constantly improving.

However, the practice of this kind of hard work is indeed very physically demanding. Even with Chu Qiguang's fifth-level martial arts strength, he was still out of breath and his energy and blood dropped greatly after two hours.

So he chose to take a rest... and meditate at the same time to maintain his mental state.

Although he no longer needs to sleep after the fifth level of cultivation, he is still a human being after all, not a machine.

So by meditating for a while every once in a while, he can better maintain his mental state.

After all, Chu Qiguang is in the fifth realm of cultivation and can meditate anytime and anywhere.

I saw him sitting cross-legged, and his whole person had entered a deep state of concentration.

…

When Chu Qiguang opened his eyes again, he was slightly stunned.

What he saw in front of him was not the huge stone courtyard he was in just now, but a familiar room.

‘This is...the dormitory? ’

'Why am I here? ’

He felt like his mind was in a state of confusion at the moment, and all his thoughts seemed a bit slow and chaotic.

At this moment, a soft creaking sound came, as if someone opened the door to the dormitory.

Chu Qiguang subconsciously wanted to get up to see who had opened the door, but found that his body was extremely heavy at the moment. He tried his best... but couldn't get up.

‘What’s wrong with my body? ’

He could only barely turn his head and move his eyes to vaguely look towards the door of the dormitory.

A vague figure was standing at the door, motionless... seeming to be observing the situation in the dormitory.

Just when Chu Qiguang wanted to see clearly who that person was...

…

"Um?"

Chu Qiguang opened his eyes again and found that he was still sitting in the huge stone courtyard. There was no dormitory or figure anywhere.

"What just happened?"

Chu Qiguang touched his chin and carefully recalled the experience just now. Suddenly, an idea flashed in his mind: "Could this be... what I saw in my dream?"

Chu Qiguang still remembered that he had heard the old man in the village tell a story before, saying that Taoist Priest Qingling saw the traces of demons in his dreams, and then went to slay demons.

‘According to Qiao Zhi, when meditating in the fifth realm... it is true that sometimes you will see things in your dreams, but they usually represent crises and dangers. ’

Thinking of this, Chu Qiguang stood up and took the waistband given by Yang Ling and returned to his dormitory unimpeded.

But he checked all eight dormitories of the students, and nothing seemed to happen.

'Strange. ’ Chu Qiguang asked in confusion: ‘Could it be that what I saw in my dream was inaccurate? ’

'Crisis...' Chu Qiguang's eyes suddenly condensed: 'Is it related to the Chaoyao Mountain massacre? ’

When he returned to his dormitory, he saw Jiang Longyu, Zhang Haizhu, and Li He sleeping soundly.

Li He slept in an upright posture, lying straight on the outermost edge.

Chu Qiguang's original position was taken away by Zhang Haizhu and Jiang Longyu, one on the left and one on the right. Both of them occupied more space on the bed.

Zhang Haizhu spread his arms and legs and shouted loudly.

Jiang Longyu, on the other hand, found wooden boards from nowhere and formed a circle to block off his position.

He also wrote on the board: "No entry unless required."

"Two idiots." Chu Qiguang shook his head. Seeing that it was almost time to get up for class, he simply didn't go back to exercise and started meditating on his chair.

Unfortunately, everything was normal this time, and I never encountered the situation I saw in my dream again.

…

This morning is still a history lesson about loyalty to the emperor and serving the country.

What follows is a Celestial Master class, taught by a Celestial Master Taoist named Zhao Lingxiao.

Chu Qiguang looked at the opponent's feet habitually: 'Three tentacles...'

This class is held in the Taoist temple in the villa.

Chu Qiguang only found out today that there is actually a Taoist temple in Shuiyue Villa of Zhenmo Si.

Under the guidance of Zhao Lingxiao, they took turns to burn incense and worship, and then chanted the Taoist scriptures taught by Tianshi together.

Chu Qiguang guessed in his mind: "The Demon Suppressor also needs to have faith in the Taoist Master. Is this because he is too close to those demons and ghosts, so he needs more firm faith to prevent him from becoming a demon?"

…

Just when Chu Qiguang and others were burning incense and chanting sutras.

In a meeting hall of Shuiyue Villa.

The head coach Zhong Shan'e looked at Yi Shuang in front of him and said, "I heard that you asked Chu Qiguang to go to the big library?"

Yi Shuang was the lecturer responsible for explaining the knowledge of the sect. After seeing Chu Qiguang's cultivation in the three realms of Taoism, he allowed Chu Qiguang to go to the big library.

Yi Shuang nodded and said: "Since he has the talent of cultivating Taoism, I thought about letting him try it. If he can read books in the big library for the first half of the year, it will be enough to show that he will not be easily possessed."

"At that time, maybe we can really let him try "The Record of Ten Thousand Ghosts"."

When it comes to "The Record of Ten Thousand Ghosts", one of the four special skills of the Demon Suppression Division, Yi Shuang seems to have both yearning and fear in his eyes.

Zhong Shan'e looked at the other person in front of him: "Song Ming, what did you say?"

Song Ming is the lecturer who teaches ghost courses. His long hair is unkempt and he doesn't seem to care much about what is happening in front of him.

Hearing Zhong Shan'e's inquiry, Song Ming said slowly: "There are more than one or two people who have gone crazy in the big library. The third realm of Taoism... may die faster. I am not optimistic about him."

"If you don't want to waste it, it's best to ban him from the big library."

Yi Shuang said from the side: "I don't agree. Chu Qiguang is very talented. How many of you have seen the third level of Taoism at this age? Such people cannot enter the big library. Who can enter?"

Song Ming said calmly: "No one has succeeded in "The Record of Ten Thousand Ghosts" for more than 20 years. You have tried it yourself, so you should know how difficult it is."

Zhong Shan'e saw that the two seemed to be quarreling, and waved to stop him: "Let's see again... By the way, let's see how devout he is to Taoist Xuanyuan. If his faith is firm enough, he can try "Taiying Xi" Walk"."

Mentioning "Taiying Xiwen", Yi Shuang's expression changed slightly: "Isn't it a pity? Although Tao Bing is powerful, it has wiped out emotions and desires, which is a waste of Chu Qiguang's talents. "Ten Thousand Ghosts Record" "If that doesn't work, why not try martial arts?"

Zhong Shan'e waved his hand and said: "As long as Jiang Longyu is the Martial God who can enter the Taoism. Even if Chu Qiguang can enter the Taoism, it will be twenty or even thirty years later. It is better to try "Taiying Xiwen"... In the past few years Just fill in as a Taoist soldier."