Even if you suffer from pneumoconiosis, your life span may be shortened to eighty years!

Ye Chen was a little helpless. After all, he had authoritative doubts about the gentleman from the spiritual school recommended by Ni Xigrui.

However, I haven't had time to ask yet.

Behind the collapsed bookshelf in front of him, a dark figure stood in the smoke and said first: "Boy, don't you know how to hold your breath?"

Kumbhaka, a basic practice method.

Many practitioners have difficulty transitioning from the body-forging realm to the qi-entraining realm, so they rely on this set of basic breath-holding techniques to store spiritual and mysterious aura in order to advance.

Ye Chen really doesn't know how.

After all, what he relies on is not the breath-holding method, but the "First Breaking Then Standing" technique, which he relies on to refine his bones.

Covering his mouth and nose, Ye Chen responded: "You must be Mr. Jin from the Theological Academy."

"Huh? What do you think? Boy, I just talked to you. How long has it been since you stopped hearing the sound?"

The black shadow in the dust changed Ye Chen's friendly attitude before entering the door, and his tone was slightly cold and serious. Even the title of Ye Chen changed from Ye Xiaoyou to Xiaozi.

Could it be that it's just because I don't know how to hold my breath, so I treat them differently?

Ye Chen felt cracked.

If this is really the case, and small things can make you think big, then this school of spiritual cultivation in the Panlong Empire should not be a place of pure cultivation.

Thinking of this, Ye Chen frowned, breathed out gently, and put down the hand covering his mouth and nose.

He took half a step back, intending to leave.

Perhaps this movement of wanting to leave aroused the curiosity of the black shadow in the dust.

Mr. Jin did not just watch Ye Chen leave, but stopped him, "Boy, are you going to back down?"

Hearing this, Ye Chen stopped and asked, "Why did Mr. Jin say that?"

"You have already stepped back. Instead of shrinking back, do you still want to give me a big gift?"

Although the black shadow stopped Ye Chen, his tone of voice was still so tireless, even with a hint of contempt.

He leaned down, picked up the bamboo slips and scrolls, dusted them off, and threw them on the table aside.

Obviously, he didn't pay much attention to these old manuscripts of ancient books.

The hall was too dark to see the black shadow's face clearly, so Ye Chen could only see the black shadow's movements.

Through the spiritual vision of the soul in the Supreme Realm, Ye Chen discovered that the black shadow's cultivation had actually reached the Great Perfection level at the peak of the Purple Mansion Realm, which was only one step away from the Yuanshen Realm.

Such a strong man can already be ranked among the top five in the Tianfeng Empire, but Ni Xigrui once said that it seems that Mr. Jin can only be ranked among the top ten in the spiritual academy.

This means that the spiritual academy is unfathomable.

In this way, even though the teacher of this academy is very arrogant, Ye Chen still has to go to this academy and see the world if he wants to become stronger.

Maybe there will be some big opportunities. If you are lucky, it is not impossible to meet the Source Spark.

Wanting to understand this, he stepped forward again.

Returning to his original standing position, Ye Chen cleared his throat and said in a calm tone: "A big salute, but it's not that far yet. After all, this junior is not a student of a spiritual institution now." Z.br

"Haha, it's not that easy to get into a school of spiritual cultivation." As soon as Ye Chen finished his voice, the black shadow sneered.

He walked out of the dust in a leisurely manner, and at some point, a red candle appeared in his hand.
Chapter completed!