When Ye Zhongming saw the King of Hell tree, he looked at him with a sidelong look.
I don’t know if it was intentional or not, but the King of Hell tree also used the characteristics of its plant life to increase its height in advance. It was not too high, just a little taller than Ye Zhongming.
So when I looked at Ye Zhongming, I turned into a sidelong glance from top to bottom.
This expression made the old dean, Liu Zhenghong and others next to him laugh.
"You used to be indifferent to me, but now you can't reach me!" Yama Wangshu's first words to Ye Zhongming when they met made the latter laugh.
But there's no way to refute it.
Ye Zhongming did reject some of the abnormal requests from the King of Hell tree at the beginning, and now his level is indeed not as high as others.
But Ye Zhongming is only one step away from that line and may cross it at any time.
"Be humble." The old dean patted the Yama tree on the head and said with a smile: "Although you have crossed the threshold of the peak, you must know that it is not because you have cultivated to that level, but because of the blessing of external forces.
When you are fully adapted to the power in your body now, master it skillfully, and deeply understand the power of the rules, then you will truly reach the peak."
In front of the old dean, Yama Wangshu was quite obedient, nodded in agreement, and then asked in a low voice: "Can I beat him now?"
The old dean laughed when he saw the sneaky appearance of the Yama tree.
"So what if I can beat you, but what if I can't beat you?"
Yama Wangshu straightened his waist and said: "If I can beat him, I can't help him, hehe."
"If you can't beat me, then ask again without losing the tree."
Everyone:"……"
After driving the King of Hell tree to practice, the old dean and Ye Zhongming were walking on the path of the library palace.
More than two years have passed since the battle of Shenjiang City, and the library palace seems to have returned to its previous appearance. The librarians are still studying hard here, as if the stormy attack two years ago was not them.
But any race knows that the evil dragon of the Library Palace just returns to its lair to rest. When they are needed, they will send out a shocking roar to the universe.
While taking precautions against the Library Palace, the Council of Ten Thousand Races restarted the library palace study plan, or in other words, paid attention to this plan. After all, as long as you were willing, you could still come to the library palace to study.
Although all the major races know that the Library Palace is now Ye Zhongming's back garden, and even if more tribesmen are sent, they probably won't be able to learn the real secret techniques, it is still good to have more pairs of eyes looking at this place.
Of course, this does not include Ye Zhongming's allies. People of their race can still learn something if they come to study.
"You are a good subordinate." The old dean expressed his appreciation to Liu Zhenghong. "In the past two years, not only did he crazily make up lessons for himself, but he also used the remaining energy to bring the saplings to the peak level. He has a good brain and high motivation. He is a rare person.
Talents."
"How high is her current level among all races?" Ye Zhongming gestured to his head.
The old dean thought for a moment: "Excellent, but not top-notch. There is a big difference from the real top. However, in a few years, I believe she will be able to buy into the top ranks. At that time, some of your scientific research projects
You can safely leave it to her."
Ye Zhongming nodded, thinking that Sister Hong was indeed Sister Hong, and she would be outstanding even among all races.
Sometimes this is the case, talent is more important than hard work.
Nowadays, there are many people from Yunding who have followed Ye Zhongming to the other side of the universe. When they were on Earth, they were definitely called geniuses. No matter how bad they were, they were the kind of people who did things without risking their lives, and worked so hard that they felt like they had to sleep.
But in heaven, compared with the many geniuses of all races in the universe, these people inevitably pale a lot.
For example, Hatsune, Xia Lei, Xiaohu and others, it's not that they haven't made progress, but the speed of progress, with Ye Zhongming's full support, is better than that of ordinary warriors of all races, and is far from reaching the level of geniuses of all races.
Don't they work hard? No, they are the hardest working and risk-taking group of people Ye Zhongming has ever seen, but the word "talent" limits them.
Judging from the current situation, among the people who came up in batches from Genting, except for the King of Hell tree, it is the red-haired and twin sisters who are the most talented.
The situation among war pets is much better. Dihuang Wan, Yangosi Jiubao, etc. all have great potential.
Speaking of this, Ye Zhongming is also helpless. It seems that most of the people who can be expected to reach the peak of Genting are not human beings...
"Dean, can the King of Hell tree continue to be strong in this way?"
The two of them were somewhat silent when they walked to a building. This was once the place where a librarian lived, and he died in the previous battle of Shenjiang City.
"The things snatched from those old trees, plus your elemental elves, made the little tree people what they are today. This is already the top level that can be reached by external force. Are you still not satisfied? What, you want her to continue to do this?
If we continue to evolve in this way, how many more years will it take to reach my level?"
This was the first time Ye Zhongming heard the old dean speak accurately about his own level of cultivation.
"Dean, above the pinnacle..."
"Yes." The old dean nodded, "More than 200,000 Furela, entering the peak level, does not mean the end of Furela's growth, but if it continues to grow, there will be no exact value to measure the level.
Whether you can achieve the next qualitative change depends entirely on your own perception and experience."
"Some people feel that they have changed qualitatively and crossed over to another level, but that may not be the case. That is just their feeling. Whether they have truly reached the top needs to be verified through battle."
The old dean's gaze swept across the sky.
"No matter how much you say, combat prowess is the standard for measuring everything in this universe. No matter how high your Furela is, or how deep your understanding of the rules is, when fighting, you will still be inseparable from your peak peers.
, what is above the pinnacle?"
Ye Zhongming understood. There is no clear definition of the level above the peak. Maybe there are different understandings among different peak masters, but for the old dean, the size of the fist is the gold standard.
"Then Dean, how many existences are there above the peak among all the races in the entire universe?"
"I have never been to the two major camps, so I can't give you an accurate answer, but I know that there are currently nine."
"Then if you compare with them..."
"Don't mess with others, call me if you need anything."
Ye Zhongming understood again.
"By the way, I haven't had much to do in the past two years. I've been thinking about your problem for a while," the old dean suddenly said.
My question? Ye Zhongming is puzzled.
"That's the problem you're stuck here. I came up with a little spell called 'Dream Walking'. You can experience it later. If it works well, maybe tonight... or tomorrow?"
"What?" Ye Zhongming asked confused.
"Cross that line." The old dean said with a smile.