bestfiction Chapter 388 Diligent Comprehension
Chapter 388 Diligent Comprehension
He struggled and struggled, but could only see these five words, which gradually disappeared after a few breaths.
"Three Winds Taming Beasts" is finished.
Next up is "Three Winds Refining Beasts".
His soul was thrown into the furnace. The soul is a yin thing, and the fire of the furnace is extremely yang and fierce. After only a moment of contact, Zhong Ming felt that he was about to die and his soul would be destroyed, bidding farewell to the world.
But the next moment, his soul's powerful will to survive sensed some special objects; it was cool there, very cool.
Without much hesitation, he plunged into the shady spot.
He didn't realize that the real torment was only just beginning.
The surrounding flames were raging, and as soon as his soul entered, he felt a sense of comfort. However, the problem was that this shady place was too small to contain his soul.
The soul outside suffers the torment of being burned, about to vanish completely.
He instinctively curled up, trying to cram more of his soul into the small, shady spot, little by little, until it could hold no more.
There is only one way left: to compress one's own soul.
The compression of his soul was painful and desperate. He had a strange feeling of phantom limb pain, as if he were a cat carefully tucking his tail into this place. But he was a human and had no tail at all, yet he felt the pain of his tail burning.
This wondrous experience began to surge toward him from all directions as his entire soul compressed to fit the size of this shady place.
Pain, screams—the power that had been binding him suddenly erupted, suppressing him and rendering him immobile.
"Submit, or die."
.....
Zhong Ming suddenly woke up from the scroll, looking haggard and weak, with large beads of sweat constantly pouring from his forehead.
"This is....."
He suddenly became alert and put the entire scroll away, stuffing it into the storage stone denture. Then, his energy dissipated, and he fell into a deep sleep.
Four hours later, he woke up again, his head still aching, as if he had drunk a lot of fake alcohol and slept all night, his head hurting so much that he didn't want to do anything.
He quickly checked his meridians; his injuries required time to heal.
He desperately needs time.
Three months passed in the blink of an eye. Day after day, Zhong Ming continued to repair his body, take the Nourishing Meridian Pill, and try to get closer to the five large characters on the scroll.
Each time, he felt he was one step closer, but each time, he missed those five words.
He was already extremely familiar with the complete process of training beast souls to become artifact spirits, and he always learned very quickly by experiencing these cruel punishments from the perspective of the victims.
Logically, he believed that each time the scroll plunged him into a dream, it must have consumed energy, but he had no idea what it was consuming. He had tried burying it in a spirit stone, but it had no effect. He had also tried some spirit wine, but the scroll was completely water-resistant, and the spirit wine could flow on the scroll as if it were flowing on a metal plate, eventually evaporating all the aroma and spiritual energy.
Yeah, and then I got a good scolding from Sister 01.
He couldn't understand why Sister 01 had such a keen sense of smell, even though he had applied a lot of deodorizer, she could still smell the alcohol, even if it was just on her hands.
These three months were incredibly difficult for him. He not only did not do any work, but he was also in very poor spirits.
Until this day.
"Military merit points have been credited to your account, 1000 points."
The message carried by the wind immediately energized Zhong Ming.
This message is more useful than any top-grade meridian-nourishing pill.
He hurriedly left the maintenance team, intending to go to the merit point exchange office to check, when he ran into that damned student in black.
"You said the appearance fee is a thousand points? You're really asking for the moon."
Zhong Ming was completely stunned. 'I'm not making this up, you guys are really giving it to me?'
"Ahem, you can bargain, right? In business, you can ask for the highest price and then try to negotiate the lowest. But none of you said anything."
The man in black froze, leaving behind the words, "I'll be waiting for you at the military academy," before dashing off.
Zhong Ming felt completely bewildered.
Military academy? Do I really have to go? I'm not going!
These thousand military merit points are not easy for Foundation Establishment stage cultivators. It's not that killing Foundation Establishment stage enemies is particularly difficult for the geniuses of the military academy, but rather that... enemies are hard to find.
Where are you going to find so many Foundation Establishment stage enemies popping up for you to farm military merit points?
Zhong Ming ran along happily, his smile radiant, and this was immediately reported to Sister 01.
She pondered for a moment and came to a conclusion.
"That grandson was faking his weakness earlier; he just didn't want to work." She suddenly became angry.
'What a waste of my feelings!' she thought.
Zhong Ming rushed into the exchange area and was overjoyed to see that his account had indeed gained so many military merit points.
"I need to think about it. I haven't seen Zhang Youcai for three months. I need to think about what to bring him. Oh right, I can't forget the gathering of the other brothers... Never mind, considering them, these military merit points aren't enough."
After searching for a while, he chose a mid-grade defensive magic weapon for Zhang Youcai. Fortunately, it wasn't armor, so it only cost a little over two hundred points. Then, he suddenly had a brilliant idea.
Can I search for my other meridian-soothing items here?
He took out the jade token and inserted it into the notch on the small table at the exchange counter. A list of treasures that could be obtained with higher privileges appeared.
"Um, let me see... Extreme Netherworld, Azure Abyss Cold Spring, Mysterious Jade Mirror (high-quality replica from ancient times)..."
Each item was worth more than 10,000 points. Only then did Zhong Ming realize how much money the heartless "Immortal Master Yi Shou" had swindled from them by giving Yue Kaishan an arm.
He let out a long breath and walked out of the exchange counter. The weather was the same as usual, with thick thunderclouds covering the sky and the sound of thunder filling the air.
Let's go see Zhang Youcai. I think I can piggyback on the reputation of the owners of the "Spirit Retirement Home".
If you're wealthy, how about calling him Daoist Duobao?
What? Too flashy? What if someone targets us?
That would be called quantum-free.
The treasures are also boundless.
Zhong Ming hummed a little tune as he walked towards his small courtyard.
Then.....
'Where is this?'
This was the first question in his mind. The previous courtyard was gone. Although it was a dilapidated building that was to be rebuilt, what on earth was this luxurious, castle-like thing?
A newly built fortress?
Just then, a monk peeked out and suddenly saw Zhong Ming. He shouted, "The idol is here! The 'Great General' is here~~~"