"It's actually Luo Xue's Half-Saint Divine Plan."

  Zhang Ruochen was deeply impressed by Luo Xue and bowed slightly in front of the half-saint's divine diagram.

  Luoshui Han saw Zhang Ruochen's action, and his eyes lit up slightly. He nodded lightly and appreciated Zhang Ruochen a little more.

  Not only is he exceptionally talented, but also humble and modest, from now on, he will definitely be a big shot.

  Luoshui Han said, "This half-saint saint intention map has a total of 1,894 small streams, 325 small rivers, 64 large rivers, 9 major rivers, and one vast ocean. The small streams, small rivers, large rivers, major rivers, and the ocean correspond to the five realms of spiritual power. Try it out and see which step you can reach."

  Zhang Ruochen nodded and sat cross-legged under the scroll, releasing his spiritual power completely.

  At the same time, Luoshui Han gently lifted her white long gown and sat down beside Zhang Ruochen, also mobilizing her spiritual power to gaze at the Semi-Saint's Divine Map.

  "Whoosh"

  "Whoosh"

  After a moment, both of their spiritual powers simultaneously entered the world within the Semi-Saint Diagram, arriving at a land of flowing waters called Ze Country.

  The cold water was like a white fairy butterfly, barefoot and revealing two crystal clear small legs, walking on the water, and happened to walk to the center of a small stream, just like a fairy on the waves.

  She turned around and stared at Zhang Ruochen standing on the shore, her voice soft and melodious, like heavenly music, like a zither, saying: "The path of cultivation has thousands of paths, but in the end, small paths will merge into big paths, and big paths will lead to the same direction."

  "There are three thousand paths in the world, but they all lead to the same destination." Zhang Ruochen said.

  Zhang Ruochen walked to the edge of the stream, slowly closed his eyes, lifted one foot and stepped on the water surface. His palm slightly sank, but in the end he still didn't fall into the water.

  Then both feet stood on the water's surface, as if walking on flat ground, and walked towards Loshui Han.

  Luoshui Han nodded slightly and walked forward with the flow.

  Zhang Ruochen quickened his pace and walked to the left side of Luo Shuihan, walking shoulder to shoulder with her. He closed his eyes, feeling an indescribable sense of calmness and comfort in his heart.

  "Zhang Ruochen, your innate talent is truly exceptional, surpassing any genius I've ever seen. Can you tell me how you managed to cultivate your spiritual power to such a high level?" Luo Shuihan walked forward with her eyes closed, relying on her instincts.

  "Sorry, there are some secrets that can't be told to anyone." Zhang Ruochen said.

  Luo Shuihan stopped asking and said: "Do you know what spiritual power is?"

  Zhang Ruochen said, "Spiritual power originates from the spiritual platform of the brain. The human brain is filled with infinite potential. Ordinary people can only use 10% of their brain's capabilities, so spiritual power only has ten levels. Cultivating spiritual power can open up the treasure trove of the brain, presenting endless possibilities."

  It is said that an ordinary person who has not practiced martial arts, if they can increase their brain utilization rate to 50%, which means their spiritual power reaches the 50th level. Then, through their spiritual power, they can break through human limitations and become a saint.

  "The spiritual masters are even more terrifying than the martial arts masters. Some can summon lightning, some can bring forth clouds and rain, some can awaken the sleeping dead of a thousand years, some can communicate with spirits, and some can predict the future."

  Luo Shui nodded and said, "Spiritual power saints are indeed stronger and more mysterious than martial arts saints. However, becoming a spiritual power saint is hundreds or thousands of times harder than becoming a martial arts saint. The cultivation of spiritual power becomes exponentially more difficult as one progresses, with each advancement being as hard as ascending to heaven. Take Yue Jing Chan's elder, for example. He cultivated his spiritual power for eighty years and reached the thirty-ninth level. Without any special opportunities, he would need at least another forty years to reach the fortieth level. But can he live for another forty years?"

  At this moment, they walked across the brook and entered a small river.

  On the surface of the small river, continue walking forward, towards the big river.

  The water in the small river became more turbulent, and a gust of wind blew across its surface, blocking Luo Shuihan and Zhang Ruochen's steps as they moved forward.

  Before long, they entered a great river.

  The water in the river became even more turbulent, and the wind on the surface also became even fiercer, as if it was going to blow them away.

  As he walked halfway along the river, Zhang Ruochen heard Luo Shuihan's voice beside his ear.

  "She said: 'This is my limit, I can't go any further'"

  Zhang Ruochen stopped in his tracks and looked at Luo Shuihan beside him, unaware of when Luo Shuihan's entire body had sunk into the water, leaving only a face that could topple cities still exposed on the surface.

  If she continued walking forward, she would be completely submerged in water.

  Luo Shuihan said: "I'll just cultivate here, as long as my spiritual power grows, I can float up from the water and have the ability to continue moving forward."

  "Take care."

  Zhang Ruochen said two words and then continued walking forward.

  Having walked out of this great river, Zhang Ruochen entered an even more vast and boundless river.

  As long as he follows this river, he can enter the ocean.

  From a small stream to a small river, from a small river to a large river, from a large river to a river and sea, from a river and sea to the ocean, people's horizons become wider and wider, and the spiritual strength needed also becomes stronger and stronger.

  As soon as Zhang Ruochen stepped into the river, his feet sank slightly, and the water in the river was already enough to submerge his instep.

  He walked forward for three kilometers, and the water submerged up to his knees.

  He continued walking for another two kilometers, with water reaching his waist.

  He walked another two thousand meters, and the water submerged up to his chest.

  Taking difficult steps, Zhang Ruochen continued to move forward, every step was very laborious, and only by using all his strength could he move forward.

  The water in the river is constantly tempering his spiritual strength.

  When the water in the river submerged to his neck, Zhang Ruochen had no choice but to stop and struggle against the current, trying to keep himself afloat and not be drowned by the river.

  As time passed bit by bit, Zhang Ruochen's body gradually floated up from the water, level with his waist.

  The sound of Luo Shuihan came from the shore, saying: "Zhang Ruochen, the time of one hour has arrived"

  Zhang Ruochen woke up from his spiritual power growth intoxication and looked towards the shore at Luo Shuihan, saying: "So soon"

  Luo Shuihan said, "If you want to walk the path of a Spiritual Power Saint, I can lend you this half-saint saintly diagram to help you. Of course, if that's the case, you'll have to give up on martial arts."

  "If you want to continue practicing martial arts, now you must leave Half Sacred Saint Intention"

  Zhang Ruochen naturally understood Luo Shuihan's meaning.

  A martial artist can cultivate spiritual power, but cannot be overly indulgent in cultivating spiritual power, which has a great impact on the way of martial arts and is a taboo for martial artists.

  Zhang Ruochen naturally couldn't give up on martial arts, so he walked towards the shore.

  Just then, Zhang Ruochen saw a faint figure on the distant river surface. The figure stood in the center of the water, as if practicing a profound fist technique.

  That figure was just a flash, and when Zhang Ruochen looked again, the figure had disappeared.

  "What are you looking at?" Luo Shuihan asked.

  "I really want to see someone who looks like Luo Xuan senior." Ning Xiaoquan said.

  Luoshui's heart skipped a beat, and her beautiful eyes revealed an unusual glow. She immediately asked: "What is that figure doing?"

  Zhang Ruochen gently shook his head and said, "That figure has already disappeared, maybe I was seeing things."

  Luo Shuihan's eyes revealed a hint of disappointment, saying: "Perhaps you didn't see the flower eye after all, it's possible that it was just an illusion left behind by our ancestors, practicing his martial arts."

  "Maybe," Zhang Ruochen said indifferently, walking out of the water and onto the shore.

  Luo Shuihan's eyes were complex as he stared at Zhang Ruochen for a moment, saying: "Do you know what level your spiritual power has reached?"

  Zhang Ruochen smiled and said, "Not very clear."

  "Thirty-fourth floor." Luo Shuihan said.

  Zhang Ruochen didn't feel surprised at all. The last time the gods resonated, his spiritual power increased by a large margin, reaching the 34th stage, which wasn't something strange.

  Luoshui Han said, "Do you know how much spiritual power our ancestor had when he reached the Half-Saint level? At that time, our ancestor's spiritual power was only at the 38th rank. It wasn't until our ancestor became a Saint that his spiritual power broke through to the 40th rank."

  "Zhang Ruochen, you are now in the late stage of Xuanji Realm. Your spiritual power has reached the 34th level, which is estimated to be among the top ten in the history of Kunlun Realm. If you give up martial arts from now on and focus on cultivating your spiritual power, you have at least a 50% chance of becoming a Spiritual Power Saint."

  Zhang Ruochen naturally understood Luo Shuihan's meaning, his eyes were very determined, and he said: "I will never give up on the martial way."

  "Alright, the road is under your feet, how to choose, it's all up to you." Luo Shuihan then said: "Your spiritual power is high, I will keep it a secret for you and won't tell anyone."

  "Thank you." Zhang Ruochen said.

  Luoshui Han and Zhang Ruochen walked out of the Half-Saint Diagram and headed towards the outside of the Divine Power Temple.

  As Luo Shuihan and Zhang Ruochen walked out of the Divine Power Hall together, the students who had been waiting outside couldn't help but reveal eyes filled with envy and jealousy.

  Especially Wei Chi Tiancong and Huo Xing prince were so jealous that they went mad, staring at Zhang Ruochen to death, as if they wanted to kill him with their eyes.

  The gate of Shenli Temple was closed again, and the twelve disciples left one after another.

  Back to the first character of Xuan, Zhang Ruochen was about to enter the Time and Space Crystal to cultivate his sword skills, preparing for the quarterly assessment two months later.

  With a loud "bang", the large door of the room was pushed open with one palm, and Du Mu Xing Ling rushed in from outside, her pretty face wearing a strange smile. She said: "Zhang Ruo Chen, Luo Shi Jie is taking you to the third floor of the Divine Power Temple."

  "That's right."

  "What's on the third floor of the Temple of Divine Power?" asked Du Mu Xing Ling.

  "Can't say," Zhang Ruochen said.

  Du Mu Xingling's eyes widened, puffed out her chest and said: "Forget it then. I was going to tell you about the quarterly assessment two months from now anyway. Since you won't say anything, neither will I."

  Zhang Ruochen bitterly smiled and said: "Duanmu Shijie, this matter really can't be spoken of."

  Du Mu Xing Ling stared fiercely at Zhang Ruo Chen, suddenly, a brilliant smile appeared on his face, and he said: "No need to say that, then tell me, how did you cultivate your spiritual power to such a terrifying height?"

  "Natural talent."

  Du Mu Xing Ling clenched her fists tightly, with an urge to strangle Zhang Ruo Chen to death.