Myths and Dharma, starting from Erlang Shen

Chapter 23 My luxurious roommate
  Zamabu.

The basic skills of practicing martial arts, not to mention the disciples of generals, even the descendants of civil servants, can still pass the horse step when practicing.

But here, the lowest level of cultivation is the third level of spiritual nourishment. Zamabu is originally a simple matter.

But at this moment, with Yu Zhi's gaze locked on them, an indescribable terror arose in everyone's hearts, as if they were being pressed down by a mountain or drowning.

Most of them could not stand for more than a moment before breaking out in cold sweat. One couldn't bear it any longer and sat down. Immediately after the chrysanthemums bloomed, one jumped up suddenly. Then Yu Zhi cast a majestic gaze and said, "Sure enough, Can’t you bear it? Every one of them is indeed useless, so they are worthy of this place.”

When you are fifteen or sixteen years old, you are the most impulsive. How can you bear the ridicule?
  One by one, they gritted their teeth and continued to stand up.

Yu Zhi's expression was indifferent, but the pressure never let go.

The young man's perseverance soon encountered a blow from reality.

Time passed, and soon it was noon, the sun was shining high, and the harsh sunlight shone on everyone.

Beads of sweat kept falling from their foreheads. There were almost no people without puddles of water under their feet, and their bodies were drenched in sweat. The sweat stuck to their clothes, making them sticky and unspeakably irritating.

Not to mention the physical fatigue, the knee pain was unbearable, as if there were thousands of insects biting me.

Under normal circumstances, everyone would have given up long ago, but in the academy, it was not like Yu Zhi looked down upon him, and others had not yet fallen, so they followed the crowd and gritted their teeth to support him.

It's just that such persistence has its limits after all.

A few of the weaker ones fainted directly under the dual force of the scorching sun and Yu Zhi's mental coercion.

Yu Zhi waved his hand and asked the fainted person to be carried away. Then he looked at the group of people who were still holding on and said, "It's only been an hour and I can't hold on any longer. You really only talk big words. You can move your Qi all over the body. From then on, The Three Yang Meridians of the Foot and the Three Yin Meridians of the Foot are not capable of forming a Zhoutian. Admit it, admit that you are not as good as others and have no potential, and you can rest like this. People who are incapable have condensed the Dharma, but they are still incompetent. A soldier on the battlefield can kill people faster, so it is better to be a small official and still live."

A group of freshmen gritted their teeth and stared angrily.

Although officials are called together, officials are superior officials and officials are low-ranking officials.

They can only be a petty official, which is a trampling on them.

Feeling the anger of a group of people, Yu Zhi still had a sullen face, which was intimidating.

Ji Ren felt vaguely that he was also a little tired. Although the method was strong, the motionless and striding steps tested both his mind and his body, which was really unbearable.

More importantly, they are not allowed to eat.

Since he came to this world, he has eaten a lot of fish and meat every day to strengthen his muscles and bones. He didn't eat at noon today, and he was even more uncomfortable when he was hungry.

Qi flows through the body, and the three yang meridians of the foot and the three yin meridians of the foot form the Zhoutian?

Can this relieve fatigue?

Ji Ren subconsciously followed this method, and his Qi circulated freely, warming his body, and his sore knees also improved.

It felt good, even a little comfortable.

Ji Ren stood motionless, feeling the surge of true energy, and his expression gradually became relaxed.

If this continues, I can still stand for another three hours.

Yu Zhi immediately noticed the movement here and glanced at Ji Ren. He could complete the cycle of Zusan Yang Meridian to Zusan Yin Meridian so quickly. Could it be that he was mistaken? Could this kid be a genius?

Yu Zhi glanced at it, then withdrew his gaze, and ignored it for the time being. There was still a month left, whether it was gold or sand, it would always be exposed over time. Sitting in the shade, he looked at the new students with majestic eyes.

Under Yu Zhi's gaze, the freshmen gritted their teeth and refused to bow in front of him. However, their strong will could not resist the exhaustion of their bodies. What's more, most of them did not actually have a strong will. They were just teenagers. It's just that they refused to admit defeat. Even when they fell, many people not only resented Zhang Gan for stopping, but also resented Zhang Gan for opening his mouth.

If you didn't talk too much, like Ji Ren, wouldn't we have so many things to worry about?

Therefore, soon one by one fell down in pieces due to physical fatigue.

When Yu Zhi fell down, he asked someone to save the other one without worrying about anything happening. After all, this was a fantasy world, and the doctor's medical skills had also made a qualitative leap.

In Da Qi, there are Hua Tuo and Zhang Zhongjing, two famous doctors and ministers who are among the best in all countries. Apart from being unable to bring the dead back to life, their other medical skills are almost immortal.

Time passed bit by bit, one after another fell down, and not long after, another young man fell down.

Ji Ren glanced at this man subconsciously, with a slightly strange look in his eyes. This man still had some Qi in his body. Logically speaking, he shouldn't have fallen down right now. In other words, this guy was pretending to be fainted.

And Yu Zhi's eyes also swept over. Although he didn't have Ji Ren's talent, with his years of experience and cultivation, he also felt something strange, but he didn't expose it.

If it were an army training, he would pull out such soldiers and execute them, but this is not an army, they are just a group of students. Those who are willing to make progress will be taught by him, and those who are unwilling to learn are not indifferent to him.

Yu Zhi glanced at the few people who were still persisting until now. These people would give him the best results that this batch of training people could achieve. However, what he was most concerned about was not Ji Ren, but the solitary person at the back of the crowd. A tall, strong young man standing.

Wuwei.

He is a rare talent among this group of people who comes from a poor family.

At the age of seventeen, his cultivation was only at the third level of spiritual nourishment, but his condensed Dharma was that he was the first general under Kong Rong, Wu Anguo, who had forcibly succeeded Lu Bu, the first general in the late Han Dynasty, for more than ten years.

He has no family connections, has a clean background, and is able to endure hardships and stand hard work. This is what Yu Zhi looks forward to most.

After standing like this for another hour, as the sun set, Yu Zhi looked at the few people still standing, then stood up and said, "Not bad, he is more promising than I thought."

"One day, I will surpass you." Zhang Gan, who was so exhausted that his legs were shaking, still gritted his teeth.

"Okay, I'll wait for that day." Yu Zhi said lightly, and then said, "Now, those who are not dead, please stand still for me."

Ji Ren and others stood up obediently. The people who had been tired and had been put to rest on both sides also quickly returned to their positions and stood up.

"There are five people to a dormitory in the school. You are divided into eight teams. After training, you will also target groups. After you go back tonight, you will discuss and select the captain of your team. I will not interfere. Now roll call, you Divide into groups." Yu Zhi said, reading out a person's name.

"Fu Huanguang, Wu Shaozhang, Yang Pengcheng..."

"Xue Mingzhe, Wu Longbiao, Wei Zhongjie..."

"Zhang Gan, Zhuge Ran, Mi Liang, Tian Zhi, Ji Ren."

……

Ji Ren was slightly startled when he heard his name, and glanced at the four people who were already standing together, full of surprise.

Zhang Gan, the second son of Wei Guogong Zhang Yi, Zhuge Ran, the second son of Prime Minister Zhuge Qinglan, Mi Liang, the second son of Mi Qi, one of the three wealthy merchants in Da Qi, and Tian Zhi, the only son of Tian Hao, the censor of Zuodu, Duchayuan.

Aren't I out of place when I'm on the verge of falling out of the ranks of the rich and powerful in the current dynasty?

(End of this chapter)