As soon as Zhou Yue entered the college, he felt that this space was unusual.
"What a rich spiritual substance."
A piece of content from Bai Yan's notes flashed through his mind
In the mid-19th century, the relic realm was opened, and relic materials poured into all continents around the world, activating human beings' talent for mind cultivation.
And because the mind material is a kind of original energy that can stimulate the improvement of spiritual power, just like the spiritual energy in ancient times, it was later renamed the spirit material.
Since the war years, major forces have tried every means to gather spiritual materials on their own territory and establish practice monasteries.
The seven branches of the Huaya Federation Heritage Academy are actually seven large-scale practice temples.
If the concentration of spiritual energy on the ground is compared to 1, the lowest value in the city is 10, while in the academy it can reach more than 30.
Blue sky, white clouds, gentle wind and beautiful sun.
In front of Zhou Yue are the steps of the square that extend upwards. On each floor, there are many freshmen sitting cross-legged on the spot, meditating with their eyes closed, and their expressions are painful, even ferocious.
To them, the heavy pressure produced by the dense spiritual substance is like a free spiritual pressure chamber.
Zhou Yue walked up the steps.
The higher the steps go up, the stronger the mental pressure is, the higher the new mental power value is, and the stronger the strength.
Soon Zhou Yue saw Hu Jinhu, Feng Tao and other new leaders, as well as several freshmen from Nanhe City, Zhang Zerui, Jiang Weiwei, Xu Fan, He Jiahai, Dai Xinshu... Zhou Yue's telekinesis scan found that their telepathy was indeed as Feng Yongde reported to him.
The value is now around 90 interest rates.
"Is it really the director's compensation? But this is too generous."
You must know that most of the new students in Nanhe City are still a long way from reaching 90 breaths of telekinesis.
Hu Jinhu, Xu Fan and others also discovered Zhou Yue and greeted Zhou Yue with difficulty.
Zhou Yue said: "You continue."
He paused for a moment and then added: "If someone comes to see me later, just say that I went to the college's information library."
Under the envious eyes of several new leaders, Zhou Yue climbed over the steps calmly.
Zhou Yuegang left less than twenty minutes ago.
A group of people rushed over.
They were wearing blue and white student uniforms, and they looked like they were not freshmen.
The curly-haired young man in the lead was furious, but his eyes revealed a hint of coldness.
Hu Jinhu and Xu Fan exchanged a look.
They all recognized the curly-haired young man. He was Wang Haibo, one of the top ten elites in the first grade, with a cultivation level as high as the second level.
More than half a month ago, before Zhou Yue broke records in the city government hall, Wang Haibo once led someone to find them because his mission was taken away by Ming Xiaoyu.
Wang Haibo stopped on the steps, glanced coldly at the new leader at the top, and asked: "Has anyone seen Zhou Yue?"
Hu Jinhu's first reaction was never to say anything.
But then he thought of what Zhou Yue said before leaving.
Xu Fan had already spoken: "Zhou Yue went to the library."
"Well, I guess you know the truth."
Wang Haibo stood on tiptoes, soared into the air, and his body disappeared immediately. When he reappeared, he had already passed the top of the steps.
The other first-year students also easily crossed the top of the steps and ran into the distance behind Wang Haibo.
The freshmen were left looking at each other with solemn expressions.
"What are they looking for Zhou Yue for?"
"I don't know, but it's definitely not good."
"What Zhou Yue said before leaving...did he guess that they would come?"
…
The library is located in a complex of ancient buildings in the southeast of the college.
On the outside, it looks antique with green tiles and verdant pavilions, but inside it is full of the atmosphere of modern telekinesis technology.
Wang Haibo glanced at the holographic projection in mid-air, and was about to step forward when he was stopped by the girl next to him.
"Hai Bo, you have to think carefully, this Zhou Yue is very evil, he is not an ordinary freshman."
Wang Haibo frowned: "Fangfang, are you worried that I, a top ten freshman, will be worse than a freshman who dare not show up for half a month?"
The girl named "Fangfang" smiled bitterly: "That's not what I meant..."
Wang Haibo said calmly: "The two boys surnamed Zhou and Ming caused me to be punished by King Shi Yan with so many contribution points, and became a laughing stock like Kong Yefeng. I have been looking for them for more than half a month, and it is rare that I received a message from Senior Feng today.
Notice, tell me that Zhou Yue will come to the academy, it is simply a God-sent opportunity."
Fangfang was about to say more but was interrupted by Wang Haibo.
"Don't worry, I've investigated Zhou Yue, and he comes from an ordinary background. Unlike those three lunatics like Ma Lilang, he has a family background of mind cultivators."
"His ability to solve the mystery of the crow and reach the top of the freshman rankings is mostly due to luck. He is also the most overrated among the freshman rankings. It is estimated that he will be overtaken by Ma Lilang and the others soon."
"As long as he accepts the challenge, I will definitely teach him a lesson he will never forget."
After Wang Haibo finished speaking, he strode towards the information desk.
But the news he received was that Zhou Yue had borrowed a book and opened a separate practice room.
Wang Haibo's eyes turned red instantly: "The academy's practice room requires at least one point of contribution per hour. This guy is really rich!"
Fangfang walked over and forced a smile: "Senior, which book did Zhou Yue borrow?"
The senior in charge of summer work in the library looked up from his book.
He adjusted his glasses and held out two fingers with a smile.
Wang Haibo was stunned: "Is this...two?"
The senior laughed: "It means 'transfer me two thousand tribute coins and I will tell you.'"
Wang Haibo suddenly became angry and suppressed his anger: "Two thousand tribute coins... 20 points of contribution? Senior, you are just like a lion, blackmailing an honest person."
The senior smiled and said: "I don't know if you are an honest person. I only know that the person who can become the new king will definitely not be an honest person. According to my observation, you are here to cause trouble for the new king. That's it.
Aren't you worried about what secrets he discovered in the library? He is the new king who can crack the hidden mission."
Wang Haibo's expression changed slightly.
Fangfang quickly stopped Wang Haibo, who was a little out of control, and whispered softly: "Senior, it's really not easy for us. Why don't you accept a little less and give me a discount?"
The senior stretched out two fingers again.
Fangfang was delighted: "Two percent off? Thank you, senior. Thank you very much. I will transfer it to you right now."
The senior coughed slightly: "I mean...it can be cheaper by two tribute coins."
Wang Haibo's face turned red: "Damn it! Senior, did you get rich this summer through this? Don't you feel ashamed!"
Fangfang quickly grabbed Wang Haibo, who was about to go berserk. Those who were eligible to work part-time in the library were elite second- and third-year students.
After half an hour of bargaining, Wang Haibo and his group collected 1,666 tribute coins and transferred them to the senior.
The senior shook his head slightly: "You seem to be among the top ten in the first grade? Why are you so poor?"
Wang Haibo stiffened his face and gritted his teeth and said, "Senior, can you tell me now?"
The senior lowered his head to check the balance information, and then said with a satisfied smile: "What he borrowed was "Seven Days of Meditation and Practice". Look, this is the loan certificate. I didn't lie to you."
Wang Haibo, Fangfang and a dozen other students were collectively petrified.
After a long while, Wang Haibo said in a trembling voice: ""Seven Days of Thoughts and Practice"? That book's title pretends to be a secret book of success methods, but it is actually the infamous book that is known as one of the ten most unrealistic fantasy books in the past century.
Zhaozhuo's Italian painting? Zhou Yue opened a training room extravagantly just to read a long, bad and bloody comic???"
The senior said seriously: "That's right, he also carried a bag of Tang Feng Street snacks. There are crab dumplings, lion heads, flying shrimp balls, whale shreds, etc. According to my observation and speculation, he was going to eat them while
Look, you can actually enjoy life."
Some students around him also started talking.
“This year’s Rookie King is really unique.”
"It's not certain who will be the Rookie King. I see that Ma Lilang and the others are very energetic. They defeated a group of first-year students five minutes ago. I'm optimistic that they will fight back and Ma Lilang will become the Rookie King."
"Brother also placed a bet? Is it Ma Lilang who bet? On the contrary, I am more optimistic about He Zhen. His mother is a rank six quasi-grandmaster."
…
In front of the information desk, Fangfang and several male students desperately hugged Wang Haibo, who was frantically trying to rush over to find his senior.
Wang Haibo blushed and roared: "Don't think that you can get away with it just by pretending to be serious! You are deliberately trying to trick me! Zhou Yue was reading comics and eating snacks inside, but you tricked me out by cheating me with more than a thousand tribute coins! What's more?
Do you want the auspicious number 1666? Give it back to me!"
The senior made a "hush" gesture to Wang Haibo, and dialed the mobile phone with a smile: "Hey, Tang Feng Street Zhuangyuanlou? Prepare a gold medal deep-sea lobster and cuttlefish set meal for me, a large portion, add the toppings, the toppings must be sufficient, no
Afraid of spending money. I am Ximen Jing."
When he heard the words "Ximen Mirror", Wang Haibo was stunned and then shuddered.
Fangfang and other students slowly let go of their hands and looked in shock at the gentle senior who was packing up his books.
Ximen Jing, a second-year genius in the college, is known as the least existential, the least noticed, and the most mysterious assistant.
As one of the few influential figures in the academy, many people still don’t know Ximen Jing’s true appearance.
It's not that he is elusive, but that even if many people have seen him, they will forget it in the blink of an eye.
Even those who practice meditation.
Wang Haibo clenched his fists with a look of pain on his face, and his face was full of sorrow: "Zhou Yue, Zhou Yue... I'm waiting for you here! I will repay you a hundred times, a thousand times!"
…
In the practice room of the library.
Zhou Yue's state at this time was almost exactly the same as what the outside world had speculated.
He was leaning on the meditation couch in the practice room with his legs crossed.
There was a book suspended in front of him, and under the control of his mind, the pages turned.
There was a glass of juice hanging by his mouth, and he would take a few sips when he got excited.
The incense burner produces purple smoke.
Beautiful women are painted on the screen.
However, the mood here was ruined by the sucking sounds that sounded from time to time on the tatami.
Soon, Zhou Yue had read most of "Seven Days of Nianxiu".
Feelings appeared in his eyes, and he murmured: "I haven't read such a cruel book in a long time. The author of this book, 'Bai Bubai', is really a master of YY... I should say he is a creative genius."
In the eyes of others, the entire "Seven Days of Thought and Practice" is unrealistic and obscene.
Even in today's era when the civilization of mind cultivation is becoming more and more prosperous, it seems very unrealistic.
For example, Zhou Yue turned to an article at this time.
It was actually hypothesized that a kind of miraculous creature was created. Under the influence of a special relic substance, the sequence mutated and evolved into a half-living, half-mechanical manned spacecraft. It was called a mechanical species in the book. The protagonist used it to pick up a crane species.
Human Princess... Later, this semi-living spaceship became the protagonist's mobile harem.
"Don't you feel ashamed when you write like this?"
Zhou Yue was complaining, but he still watched with gusto.
Zhou Yue, who has the legacy of Grandmaster Bai Yan, understands in his heart.
The various plots and encounters of the protagonist in this comic are actually all the speculations, deductions and even plans made by Grand Master Bai Yan regarding the future development of the Nianxiu civilization.
Because many of the creative ideas in the book were mentioned in Grandmaster Bai Yan’s notes.
This "Bai Bubai" is naturally the pen name of Grand Master Bai Yan.
But in this day and age, no one should know.
It is estimated that the Grand Master also has concerns. If the fans of Nian Xiu who regard him as the "White God" find out that this YY comic is actually written by Bai Yan, it will definitely have many negative effects and damage the image, so he used it.
Published under a pseudonym.
After reading a few more pages, Zhou Yue's eyes lit up.
The fictional protagonist of Grand Master Bai Yan indeed encountered a similar dilemma where he was unable to break through.
However, the specific encounters between Zhou Yue and the protagonist of this book are different.
Perhaps even Grandmaster Bai did not expect that in the future there would be mind cultivators who would not break through to the first-transition realm until 222 breaths and possess a polyhedral mind area.
In the following story, Grandmaster Bai Yan gives the protagonist a solution.
It's very simple... break and then stand again! Reshape the mind ball!
"It's the same old routine."
Zhou Yue murmured, but then, a completely opposite thought struck him, hitting him.