Ye Ling did not fall asleep on that night.

Early the next morning, the doorbell in her room rang, and a cold voice came in: "Get up, I'll give you ten minutes."

Ten minutes later, Ye Ling opened the door.

Standing outside the door was a very thin young man, two heads taller than her, wearing a sky-blue wide-sleeved robe, a jade hairpin tied up his head, his face was pale, and only his eyes were pitch black, like a thin young man walking out of an ancient painting.

Ye Ling calmed down and clasped his fists and said, "Ye Ling has met the teacher."

The man glanced at her, tied his ponytail, wore a white T-shirt and sweatpants, which looked three-point similar to Wang Shuyun when he was young, but his expression became a little more sharp and decisive.

"My name is Wang Zizhen, come with me."

After leaving Lingzhu Pavilion, Ye Han saw several "traffic cars" I saw yesterday, and the cars were full of people.

"Stop watching. They either go to school or work, and it has nothing to do with you. If you can't hold on in the next month, tell me immediately that I don't like to force others." The prince said lightly.

Instead of standing on the street waiting for the car, he took Ye Ling all the way to the south.

Ye Ling looked at the prince's back and was a little confused for a moment, because he looked too young. Not only was he young, he walked lightly, not like he had practiced, but he seemed to have not recovered from a serious illness.

About half an hour later, they arrived in front of a five-story building.

"You will come here by yourself tomorrow. I will see you at 8 o'clock. If you are a minute late, you will not come in the future."

Prince Zhen went straight into the elevator and pressed the fifth floor. Ye Ling hurriedly followed.

This building looks like a modern teaching building. After the elevator, there are many classrooms of all sizes, and there are even people in these classrooms.

"You will be in class in 5o2 from now on." Wang Zizhen threw a key to Ye Ling.

This is an empty room of about 200 square meters, with only a very complex controller embedded on the wall.

After Wang Zizhen turned on the controller, he quickly pressed several keys, and a rumbling sound came from the whole room. In Ye Ling's surprised gaze, flowers, plants and trees grew on the bare ground, and the whole room was shrouded in a piece of green.

A refreshing smell spread instantly. Ye Ling couldn't help but take a deep breath, and the fatigue of not sleeping all night yesterday disappeared.

But the next moment, a huge force came from her feet, and with a bang, she fell to the ground.

The prince did not help her up, but said, "With your current physique, it is a fool to practice ancient methods, so in the past two days, you must first learn to move freely in this room."

"Now the gravity of this room is five times that of normal. The smell of the elixir next to it can protect your body to the minimum. Someone will give you food at noon, and I will come back at 5 pm. If you can take my move, you will still be qualified to come here tomorrow. If it doesn't work, being a mortal is sometimes a blessing."

The prince really left, Ye Ling lay on the ground, covered in sweat. She felt like she was carrying a stone weighing hundreds of pounds. It wouldn't matter if she really carried a few hundred pounds of weight, but her internal organs were like a huge rock, and the flow of blood slowed down and it was very difficult to breathe.

She gritted her teeth and forced herself to get up from the ground.

Adjusting his breathing, Ye Ling slowly stood up straight.

Is this what it feels like to have five times the gravity?

There are more than eight hours left before 5pm. If she cannot catch the prince's real move today, she will likely die in that month.

She couldn't die, so she took the first step in gasping.

It was not easy. Almost the next moment, she almost fell to the ground again. Her skin, muscles, bones and internal organs seemed to be a naughty giant standing, dancing hard on her body.

"Hu." She let out a breath, straightened her spine again, her whole body tensed tightly, like a longbow waiting for it.

With his right foot slowly stepped forward, Ye Ling stood firm.

At this time, in the classroom next to 5o2, the prince was actually sitting on a chair, watching Ye Ling's situation.

His face was calm, only his eyes were occasionally fluctuating.

Suddenly a ringtone broke the calm in the room, and Wang Zizhen answered the phone: "Chenshan, what's the matter."

He actually called the head of the Wang family directly, but Wang Chenshan seemed to be used to it and didn't mind it. Instead, he said, "How is Ye Ling?"

"He is a good seedling." Prince Zhen said lightly, "I just want to participate in the fifth district selection, she is still far from it."

Wang Chenshan laughed dryly.

Wang Zizhen said: "There are only two places in the Wang family, but I remember that you have promised one of them to others. So in two years will it be Wang Yuran or Ye Ling go?"

Wang Chenshan was silent for a while and said, "Ye Ling is not from the Wang family."

"So you just want to see what secrets are hidden in her." The prince said coldly.

Wang Chenshan sighed: "When transporting the coffin, all the people sent by several families were dead."

"The coffin that appeared in Rongcheng a few years ago was the same. Everyone who went there was dead. Although I don't know what was inside, it is definitely not easy to make people in the immortal world care about it."

"So you decided that there was a secret on Ye Ling." Prince Zhen said affirmatively.

Thinking of the relationship between Wang Zizhen and Wang Chenyuan, Wang Chenshan thought, "If she had no secrets, I would naturally let her go, not to mention that this month was also a blessing for her. As for the selection competition, it was just an excuse to vacate the Qi family."

"Don't worry, she is Chen Yuan's granddaughter, I won't do that."

The prince really hung up the phone, and Ye Ling on the screen was walking forward step by step.

He rarely saw someone who could get used to it so quickly under five times the gravity. Looking at the blue veins on Ye Ling's face and his bitten lips, the prince really smiled: "It looks like Wang Chenyuan's granddaughter."

By noon, Ye Ling could slowly walk to open the door.

She finished her meal voraciously, rested for a while, and then leaned down.

The prince exclaimed and couldn't help but put down the teacup in his hand.

"It was too slow in the morning." Ye Ling took a deep breath of the medicine fragrance in the room, and then rushed out like a cheetah.

Boom, there seemed to be a huge sound in her body in her ears. The sound came from her flesh and flesh and muscles. Under such urgent and violent movements, one of her legs hurts, as if her bones were cracked, and she could no longer support her weight. Ye Ling fell to the ground hard.

She fell to pieces, but there was no discouraged look on her face.

He pulled a handful of green grass with a fragrant smell, put it in his mouth and chewed it, and then applied it to his legs.

A warm current penetrated her muscles and bones through her skin, and the broken bones seemed to be soaked in warm water.

Ye Ling said: "It's true."

Prince Zhen looked at the screen and smiled: "It's not too late to see now."

After about ten minutes, she stood up again.

"Before the prince really left, he emphasized that these medicines were used to protect the body. If it was just to make me less uncomfortable under five times the gravity, then these medicines would be useless. This should be a kind of injury medicine. To meet the prince really's requirements, it is impossible to proceed step by step. They will inevitably be injured. These things are medicines for treating injuries."

Ye Ling moved his calf and rushed out without hesitation again.

A few seconds later, she fell to the ground again, but this time she was able to apply medicine very skillfully.

From the first one or two meters, slowly, Ye Ling was able to run about five or six meters away, and his degree gradually increased. Of course, there were more and more injuries on her body. Even if there was medicine, it still made people feel unbearable.

Her white T-shirt was wet and dry, dry and wet, and her head was wet, as if she had just been fished out of the water.

Ye Ling didn't even know how long it took for her. She only knew to keep running, and she fell down and got up and continued running. After she returned to her usual qualities, she began to try to jump and impact.

In this way, time passed by seconds.

The prince really stopped looking at the screen anymore. He knew that Ye Ling had passed this level.

It takes three or four days for people to adapt to the gravity with the perfect cultivation of muscles and bones. Those who are unwilling to suffer may take a week. Only those monsters who treat torture themselves as happiness may be able to adapt in one day.

Obviously, Ye Ling is such a monster.

This is very good because only monsters can survive in the world of immortal cultivation.

The bell at five o'clock rang.

Ye Ling's ears moved and stopped his feet.

The door opened, and then a figure slid past, and a strong wind came towards her heart.

The prince really flashed behind her back for no reason. Ye Ling swung his waist, flew his feet, and barely jumped over the palm.

Then the second palm came again, and the palm became faster, whipping towards her like a whip. Ye Ling leaned back and supported the ground with both hands. He flipped over like dancing, but he happened to avoid the attack.

At this time, Ye Ling had already felt the effect of "resolute work" just now. Her body seemed to be softer but tougher. If it were usual, her body would not have reacted so quickly and her movements would not have been so smooth.

The prince really arrived at his third palm. Ye Ling didn't hide this time. Her eyes flashed, and her right hand suddenly poked out like a crawling snake. She actually fought back!

A trace of interest flashed in Prince Zhen's eyes, and then she moved her wrist and grabbed Ye Ling. Just as she was about to throw her out, she saw her turn to the right with the force. Under such gravity, the power of a person's whereabouts was very strong. Prince Zhen was pulled and staggered, and then she let go of Ye Ling to stabilize her body.

After Ye Ling landed on the ground, he quickly flashed to the side and looked at Wang Zizhen vigilantly.

The prince couldn't help but look at her seriously: "Your reaction is very fast. Today you pass the test. If you can persist in the ten times of gravity tomorrow, I will teach you the ancient method of body refining on the third day."

Ye Ling asked: "Why do you need to practice like this?"

Prince Zhen said: "It's very simple, because the world of immortal cultivation is a place where the gravity of ten times is in the Middle Across. If you can't even adapt to this, then be a mortal."

Ye Ling said: "Have you been to the Immortal Cultivation World?"

The prince really didn't answer her.

The next day, Ye Ling became even more embarrassed, but she persevered.

Prince Zhen looked at Ye Ling in front of her. She was covered in sweat and even had a lot of blood. This was caused by the cracked skin. If you look closely, there were abnormalities in her hands and feet, because many bones were broken. Even if there were spiritual medicine, it would not be possible to recover as before.

Although he avoided his three palms, the man looked at him shakingly.

Despite this, her eyes were still very bright, just like Wang Chenyuan who used to be.

Don't be afraid of anything, dare to do anything.

He doesn't have such eyes.

The prince still looked faint, but before leaving, he threw a pill to Ye Ling.

"Eat it and have a good sleep. For the next twenty-eight days, you may not be able to sleep well."

"You have to do something that others can do at least half a year in 28 days, and I hope you are mentally prepared."

"I won't show mercy to you."
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