"Run quickly!" A teacher scared the student beside him and ran to the stairs.

There was no one else in the classroom of Class 1 and 3 of high school. Ye Ling turned his head to confirm after pushing the last classmate out of the classroom.

The squad leader Mu Ze, who had just left, gritted his teeth when he saw this, turned around and ran back to the classroom, roared at Ye Ling, "Run quickly, why are you stupid!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the lights in the corridor fell down, the street lights on the playground fell down, and the whole school fell into darkness in an instant.

Mu Ze immediately grabbed Ye Ling and ran out.

"It's too late." Ye Ling said.

Their classroom was farthest from the stairs, and several classes of students were crowded in the corridor and rushed into the corridor. There were students from the sixth floor above the stairs, pushing and pushing, and many people fell directly from the stairs.

Ye Ling's voice had just fallen and the corridor collapsed.

"ah!"

"Help!"

Accompanied by screams, all the people on the stairs fell down, followed by the ceiling that was smashed down, the walls that fell, and the flower tables that fell.

These changes were just in an instant. Ye Ling pulled Mu Ze to his side, throwing her behind him like a chicken.

"Hurry up!"

Mu Ze subconsciously hugged Ye Ling's waist. She tied her high ponytail, revealing her slender and white neck, and a faint fragrance on her body.

Just as these random thoughts passed Mu Ze's head, Ye Ling was already holding the railing with one hand and flipped out.

"You..." Mu Ze's next words were swallowed into his stomach.

Ye Ling stepped on a crooked flower platform with his toes and leaped down with the force. His slender arms grabbed the railing on the fourth floor, and kept stepping on the tiles on the wall, stepped on another flower platform that had not fallen, grabbed Mu Ze behind him, and jumped to the third floor.

"The building collapses!"

Just as the two of them just grabbed the railings on the third floor, the sixth floor of the third teaching building was already pressing down like broken tofu pieces.

It was like a huge wave covering his head, and Mu Ze looked at the walls and stone bricks in despair.

Just then, he heard a sigh.

The sigh was very light, but it was like a breeze, which blew his entire Chaos head clear.

Then he experienced the most fantastic scenes in sixteen years.

Ye Ling, who was carrying him, directly released the railings on the third floor and jumped down.

"Ah!" Mu Ze couldn't help but scream.

But the scream was not over yet, and they had already landed on the ground safely. Not only that, with the downward momentum, Ye Ling rushed forward like a cheetah running on the grassland, just as he could escape the teaching building that poured like a flood.

Mu Ze's eyes were straightened, he swallowed, from the time he grabbed Ye Ling and to the time he landed safely, he safely walked from the fifth floor in just over a dozen seconds, while other classmates and teachers were buried in the teaching building.

His eyes turned red, and he felt a sense of glory for surviving the disaster. When he looked back, his heart that had just been relieved was raised again.

"Ye Ling, the ground behind, the back is cracked!"

Under the moonlight, a huge crack in the ground was appearing.

Some students and teachers who were lucky enough to escape from the teaching building were screamed and swept into the increasingly larger cracks.

Ye Ling increased his qualities again, pulled a classmate around him and rushed out of the school.

At 9:46, the earthquake that lasted for a minute finally ended.

The cracks stopped spreading, the buildings stopped collapsing, and the escaped people stood in a daze on the open space at the school gate. First, one person cried, then the second and third ones, and everyone started to cry.

Ye Ling let go of Mu Ze. Before Mu Ze could come back to his senses, he forced himself to say, "Thank you, thank you."

"You're welcome."

Ye Ling turned around.

The school behind him turned into ruins.

The dark night was mixed with smoke and dust, like a thick fog, and I could only vaguely see a huge crack penetrated straight from the middle of the third teaching building, like a straight and sharp sword, stabbing towards the school gate.

The four words "Liucheng No. 1 Middle School" with golden light on the school gate fell to the ground and broke into two halves, just like this sword splitting the brand into two halves.

"Students." The only teacher who escaped swallowed, took out his cell phone in a hurry, and greeted all the students with the lights: "Everyone gather first, don't be afraid, keep the lights on your cell phone, and don't run around if there are aftershocks. This is an open space, which is very safe."

Even though he said so, his panic look could not comfort the escaped students at all.

Everyone was crying, and many were calling, but they couldn't dial it out, and the phone had no signal at all.

Ye Ling and the earthquake stopped for a while and walked back to the school gate.

"Student!" Seeing Ye Ling walk by his side, the director was shocked, "Maybe there will be aftershocks! Come back quickly!"

Ye Ling said: "I'll go back and take a look."

The others also came to their senses, and they were still pressing against their classmates and teachers. Now that they go in, maybe a few more can be saved!

Mu Ze ran up first and stood side by side with Ye Ling: "Do you want to save your classmates, right? I'll go with you."

Ye Ling glanced at him but did not answer.

A few brave ones also ran out of the team: "Let's go too."

The director hesitated for a moment and gritted his teeth to follow.

But as soon as they walked to the school gate, everyone couldn't help but stop.

"Is there something under that?"

In the middle of the school, there was a huge crack like a sharp sword, and a vague black shadow was crawling in it.

The clouds in the sky dissipated, and the moonlight suddenly became brighter, as if all the light was gathered in this crack, and the dust evaporated from the black shadow like mist.

Everyone was so scared that they were silent.

"That thing seems to be rectangular." A classmate suddenly stuttered.

"You all turn on the lights of your phone, come over, and see what it is." said the director.

Under the light, the black shadow slowly revealed its appearance.

With a click, a girl's cell phone fell to the ground.

She said tremblingly: "Then, that won't be, it's a coffin?"

A cool breeze broke out from somewhere, which seemed very abrupt in the hot summer day. The people standing next to the crack in the ground couldn't help but hug their arms tightly and trembled.

"Everyone, don't be afraid." The director of the teaching director suppressed his fear and said calmly, "Isn't there a coffin under the school? A few years ago, didn't Rongcheng also dug an ancient tomb, it's no big deal."

Ye Ling suddenly said: "This is not a coffin, but a coffin."

Her tone was very calm. When she listened carefully, she felt a sense of depression and excitement, which was very strange.

"What is the difference between a coffin and a coffin?" a student asked tremblingly.

Ye Ling's eyes did not leave the coffin below, and he didn't even look at the person asking: "Simply put, the coffin is a dead person, and the coffin is a coffin."

"The coffin is a symbol of status, so there is a saying that "the coffin of the emperor is seventh, the coffin of the prince is fiveth, the doctor is threeth, and the scholar is twoth."

"Then how many coffin is below?" Mu Ze looked at Ye Ling with a strange look.

Ye Ling shook his head: "I don't know."

The coffin was at least four or five meters away from the ground. The lights on the playground had already fallen to the ground in a skew. With the moonlight and the lights of the mobile phone, the specific situation below could not be clearly seen.

However, with Ye Ling's eyesight, he could tell that the coffin was obviously different from an ordinary coffin. Not only was there a difference in size, but the material did not look like wood, but it looked like some kind of bronze ware.

"So many people fell just now, why are they gone?" Another student asked tremblingly.

Below the crack of the ground was another narrow ground, and there were no other black shadows except the coffin.

No one can answer this question, and no one dares to go down and read it.

This sudden coffin scared everyone.

At this moment, the aftershock suddenly came.

The ground began to wriggle again, as if something was wandering inside. The collapsed building had a continuous rumbling sound, and the gravel and debris inside rolled and smashed towards the bottom.

Several students had unstable feet and fell to the ground.

The director of the teaching director just pulled up a student and pushed him out. Before he could run away, he was sewn on the spot and rolled in.

With a bang, a loud noise came out from the cracks in the ground.

Meanwhile, the aftershocks stopped.

Prince Zhen nodded: "Everything has spirit, and there is spirit and energy. The one who cultivates immortals is just a breath of spiritual energy."

"The first step in the ancient practice of cultivation requires a visual spirit, which can be famous mountains and rivers, sun and moon, birds, animals, flowers, birds, fish and insects."

"Only by having the spirit of visualization, the aura and charm of it and the courage of oneself can be considered as body refining."

"And what this martial art records is most likely the visualization method created by Emperor Juntian himself."

Ye Ling looked at the records on the parchment paper: "There is a spirit on Taixiao Mountain, and it is called Heming. It is one of the holy spirits of ancient times. I feel like watching Taixiao Mountain. Creating this technique is enough to see one ten thousandth of the spirit on Taixiao."

"Taixiao Mountain? The fairy mountain recorded in the "Lingxiao Sutra"?" Ye Ling asked.

Wang Zizhen nodded and said, "People in the Immortal Cultivation World believe that this mountain is in the former Central China, but many people have traveled all over the Central China and have not found this immortal mountain."

"How do you visualize?" Ye Ling frowned.

Wang Zizhen said: "Although you can't visualize the spirit of Taixiao Mountain, there are other famous mountains and mountains. After you have better health, leave the Wang family and look for a mountain. According to He Ming's method, the sun rises and the moon sets, and the mountains and rivers are in a very good understanding. You may have learned the aura of a mountain."

"Of course, this method is very risky. In comparison, taking the Earth Spirit Pill is much safer."

"This is the second chance I have given you." Wang Zizhen looked at Ye Ling.
Chapter completed!