Forty Millenniums of Cultivation

Chapter 142: Even sleep can become a god

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"Could it be that the activity of my brain cells has increased to 331%, so the speed of time passing in the memory fragments has also slowed down by three times?"

Li Yao's heart beat like a drum.

Once this conjecture is confirmed, he will have ten times more training time than ordinary people.

"In this way, no matter how difficult the basic theory is, I will not be troubled. Not only can I learn all the basic theory courses in the Great Desolate War Academy, but I will also have a lot of time to study the classics of refining weapons in the Sky Refining Tower!"

Li Yao licked his lips, drooped his eyelids, calmed his mind, and his consciousness sank into the deepest part of his brain again, swimming towards the memory tree.

"Shua!"

Li Yao reappeared at the bottom of the Sky Refining Pagoda, surrounded by overwhelming bookshelves, listing countless low-level exercises and weapon refining classics of hundreds of refining sects.

The corner of Li Yao's mouth curled up, and he took out a "Thirteen Ancient Sword Atlas" from the bookshelf.

The sword is the leader of a hundred soldiers. To learn how to refine weapons, you must first learn how to forge swords. Therefore, in the ancient cultivation world, the master of refining weapons was also called "sword casting master".

This "Thirteen Ancient Sword Atlas" records thirteen very classic refining methods of flying swords, each of which contains dozens of crucial refining techniques.

Once the "Thirteen Ancient Sword Atlas" is completely chewed, it is considered a basic introduction, and you can get started and refine some of the simplest flying swords.

Although there are only 13 simple flying swords, the spiritual thoughts contained in them are as vast as the sea and endless. Li Yao has been wanting to study this weapon refining cheat book since he got it, but he has no time and dare not try it lightly. .

Feast your eyes at this moment, enjoy the endless mysteries of ancient flying swords!

"Wow, wow..."

At the bottom of the Tianlian Tower, there was only the sound of pages being turned.

At first Li Yao was still thinking about the experiment, but not long after, he was deeply immersed in the strange, thrilling and mysterious world of ancient flying swords. I completely forgot everything.

In the real world, three hours later, dawn is coming.

The training hall was still very lively, and countless students who stayed up all night were still venting their strength selflessly.

"Crack! Crack! Crack!"

Zhang Chuang is like a crazy gorilla, the muscles all over his body are like spar bombs, and the explosive force keeps blasting into the punching target. The strength tester was tortured so that it was wobbly and teetering.

Suddenly, his miniature crystal brain vibrated crazily.

"Brother Chuang, it's not good, come to the super sober cabin to have a look!" A classmate sent a message.

"What's going on? Has someone gone mad again? That's not normal! There have been people going crazy in the super sober cabin for three or two days, just get them to be treated." Zhang Chuang said disapprovingly.

Although he has just entered school, he is the number one student in the city-level college entrance examination. Apart from special admissions, he is considered the strongest among the freshmen. So I served as a small leader in the Iron Fist Association, responsible for managing the chores in the training hall at night.

"No, it's Li Yao..." The student hesitated to speak.

"Student Li Yao? By the way, when did he leave? Maybe I was too focused on my cultivation and didn't see him leave." Zhang Chuang grabbed a towel to wipe off his sweat.

"He, he hasn't left yet, he has been in the super sober cabin." The classmate stammered.

"what?"

"Boom". Zhang Chuang actually squeezed a towel and burst it.

He glared and yelled: "What are you doing? Are you trying to kill someone? Ordinary people may go crazy after half an hour in the super sober cabin. After three hours, their brains are probably cooked! You really, really—”

Zhang Chuang threw the towel fragments violently, and ran wildly, cursing while running. Several staff members were scolded bloody.

"Brother Chuang, calm down. Things are not as you imagined. Anyway, it's very weird. You'll know it when you come and see it. I'll tell you now, and you won't believe it either!"

"Stop talking nonsense. I, Zhang Chuang, come from a family of cultivators. I have been in contact with the bizarre world of comprehension since I was three years old. Are there any weird things that I haven't seen?"

Zhang Chuang roared, speeded up, and arrived at the scene in a short while.

Then he discovered that it was really super weird!

Three staff members and more than a dozen students stood dumbfounded in front of a super sober cabin, looking into it with rather fearful eyes, as if the one who was cultivating inside was not a human being, but a demon god!

"What's the situation? Why are you staring at the super sober cabin? You still haven't pulled people out! I really want to kill people!"

Zhang Chuang got angry, pushed the crowd away, and grabbed a student by the collar.

"Brother Chuang, listen to me, student Li Yao did stay inside for three hours, but apart from some blood pressure and heartbeat instability in the first half hour, his physiological index was very normal in the next two and a half hours. None of the indicators exceeded the standard, so we didn’t pay attention, and when we found out, nearly three hours had passed!”

"what?"

Zhang Chuang's eyeballs were bigger than copper bells, "Are you kidding, the activity of brain cells has increased by more than 300%, and the physiological index is still very normal for more than three hours? Is he a human or a monster? Even a monster No beast is that exaggerated!"

The student was sprayed with saliva by Zhang Chuang, and said with a tangled face: "I haven't finished yet, Li Yao's physiological index is not only very normal, but also the main indicators such as heartbeat, pulse, and breathing rate are normal. 70%, we usually call this state...deep sleep!"

"what!"

Zhang Chuang's roar almost lifted the ceiling. He shook his poor classmate vigorously, roaring like thunder, "Do you know why this thing is called 'Super Sober Cabin'? In Super! Level! Clear! Awake! State! State!"

"Now you tell me that someone can fall into a deep sleep in a super awake state with 300% brain cell activity? Is there a problem with your tongue, or is there a problem with my ears?"

The classmate smiled wryly: "Brother Chuang, my tongue is fine, and your ears are fine, but I doubt that there is a big problem with our eyeballs!"

Zhang Chuang spat, pushed everyone away, put his nose on the transparent crystal, and looked in with big bull eyes.

His eyeballs suddenly straightened!

But Li Yao sat with his knees crossed in the middle of the big silkworm chrysalis, with a strange smile on his face, his expression light and calm, with a trace of saliva hanging from the corner of his mouth, making a faint snoring sound.

All this shows that he is in a deep sleep state.

The eyeballs trembling at high speed represent his soul, which is immersed in an incomparably wonderful dream!

"Brother Chuang, student Li Yao has been in this state for three full hours." The student added quietly.

Zhang Chuang was completely dumbfounded, and it took him a long time to recover his language ability.

After holding back for a long time, he finally said: "Fuck, this kid is really a sleepy god!"

From this day on, a legend appeared in the Great Desolate War Academy.

One, the legend about "Sleeping God"!

Legend has it that this sleeping god is gifted and can fall asleep soundly anywhere, and he also has a very weird hobby, especially like sleeping in the super sober cabin.

When other people's brains are boiling in the super sober cabin and frantically studying basic theoretical knowledge, they can always see the sleepy god smiling in the big silkworm chrysalis next to him, falling asleep soundly, and sleeping for most of the day.

That contented appearance is simply dumbfounding—if you really lack sleep, you can go directly to the deep sleep cabin, why bother attracting attention here

"Is it because he is under too much pressure and something is wrong with his brain, so the brain cells can't be activated no matter how stimulated?"

"It's possible. After all, he is facing an impossible task. He has to earn 40,000 credits in one year, and then pass the examination as a registered weapon refining master to keep the weapon refining department—this is too scary. It could be done!"

"Then how many credits has he taken now?"

"I'll check the leaderboard... 0 points! He hasn't taken a test yet!"

"what?"

Such whispers are flying in every corner of the campus.

But no matter who it was, no one dared to ask Li Yao the truth.

After all, cultivators are different from ordinary people. Many students come from cultivating aristocratic families.

There are also some people who have had adventures since they were young, or have killed strange beasts, or eaten strange fruits, or accidentally obtained peerless magical powers... In the world of cultivation, these are all commonplace things.

If you rashly go up and ask: "Hey, classmate, why are you able to enter a deep sleep in the super sober cabin? Is there any adventure, why don't you tell it to open everyone's eyes?"

As soon as such words came out of his mouth, no one would sympathize even if Li Yao beat this guy into a pig's head on the spot.

As for teachers, they don’t care about these things. University and high school are completely different. High school teachers may still chase students behind their buttocks like housekeepers. In college, students are willing to learn, and teachers will teach with all their heart. Sleep soundly, that is your freedom, no one will interfere.

After all, we are all grown-ups, and we have to walk the road step by step.

In addition, Yuan Manqiu is busy with the reconstruction of the refining department, and has been on business trips, contacting grassroots refining masters scattered in various places, and has no time to care about such trivial matters—she thought that Li Yao would have to learn all the basic theory courses, It will take two or three months!

Li Yao is like a weed, struggling to grow under the rubble that no one can see.

One day... two days... three days...

Every day he spends twelve hours in the super-awake pod.

When others thought he was sleeping soundly, his soul was immersed in the depths of the Tianlian Tower, studying nearly a hundred basic theoretical courses with great concentration.

Ten days in the real world is equivalent to more than three months in the Tianlian Pagoda. Li Yao finally chewed, absorbed, and mastered all 88 basic theory courses!

Subsequently, he set his sights on higher-level theoretical classics.

His goal is to spend half a month in reality and five months in Tianlian Tower to read most of the classics.

Even if you can't understand it, it should be deeply imprinted in your brain to lay the most solid foundation for the next step of cultivation! (Please search Piaotian Literature, better update faster!

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