Ci Song shook his head and turned his attention to climbing again.
Soon, Ci Song had reached the 450th level. Along the way, there were basically four students stopping every ten levels. Every tea shop was full of people, and most of the ordinary students were here. the limit reached.
After this process, Ci Song also discovered that as long as the students entered the tea shop, the pressure on them would disappear. In the middle, he saw a student who tried his best to step on the 400th step and jumped directly. He entered the tea shop, and the moment he entered the tea shop, his exhausted aura instantly returned to its peak.
"I don't know how many steps I can climb before I can feel the pressure?"
Ci Song sped up his climbing speed. His climbing speed was like a trot, which made the resting students dumbfounded.
"Is this... is this something humans do?"
"Is this still a human? It's clearly an animal!"
"I originally thought that crazy white guy was considered a pervert after taking one step or two, but this guy is still in the mood to trot?"
"It's good to be young."
The resting students were all dumbfounded when they saw Ci Song's relaxed look. In their opinion, Ci Song's actions at this time were completely provoking the pressure of the tea mountain.
After reaching the 560th level, Ci Song finally felt a trace of pressure, but the pressure was like drizzle and had no impact on him at all.
Soon, Ci Song arrived at the 660th floor. Along the way, Ci Song saw very few students. At the same time, Ci Song also noticed that the pressure of the tea mountain was increasing by a percentage, because at this time He felt like he was climbing with a twenty kilogram weight on his back.
But twenty kilograms of weight is nothing to today's Ci Song.
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Ci Song didn't know that the scene of him climbing in the tea mountain was clearly seen by Master, Ning Ping'an, and three middle-aged men.
At this time, everyone was sitting on the roof of Caiqi Building, sipping fragrant tea and commenting on the students who were climbing.
"As expected of Mr. Ning, he actually accepted Kuangsheng's son as his disciple. His performance today is really surprising."
The men from Zilu Academy in yellow Confucian robes held teacups in their hands and squinted their eyes. In front of them was a huge bronze mirror. What the bronze mirror reflected was the scene of Ci Song climbing the mountain easily.
He is the current dean of Zilu Academy, Zhong Bo.
"There was Bai Ye in the past and Ci in the Song Dynasty in the back. The literary fortune of Yan Sheng Academy is really enviable."
Another middle-aged man wearing a blue Confucian robe sighed. He was Duanmu Qingcang's father and the current dean of Zigong Academy, Duanmu Weili.
The man in purple Confucian robe sitting on the bench without saying a word is none other than Zeng Huaigu, the dean of Zeng Sheng Academy.
"The son of Kuangsheng is really surprising. His climbing speed is no less than that of Ci Qibai back then." The Master took a sip of tea and spoke slowly.
After hearing the name "Ci Qi Bai", everyone present fell silent.
Finally, Ning Ping'an broke the silence, "This kid's journey has been so smooth.
He has never experienced failure, so he feels a little confident now. However, if he has never experienced failure, how can he have the motivation to pursue the limit? "
Everyone was attracted by Ning Ping'an's words and waited quietly for his next words.
Ning Ping'an put down the tea cup in his hand and said: "His personality is very similar to that of his father. Maybe this is his destiny. It's just whether he can pass the test of silence like Ci Qibai did back then. Where’s the peak?”
Ning Ping'an's words made everyone present think deeply.
Silence is a leaf of tea that Ziyou, one of the three thousand disciples of Confucius, planted with his talents during the semi-sage period. Originally, Ziyou wanted to wait until it grew up, pick it and give it to himself. Teacher Kong Sheng. It was just that Kong Sheng defeated hundreds of schools of thought in the Great Dao War, and from then on all the talents in the world returned to Confucianism and Taoism. It was also after that battle that Kong Sheng and his seventy-two sub-sage disciples ascended to the immortal world.
At that time, Ziyou was only a half-sage and could not leave with Confucius. As a result, master and disciple were separated from heaven and man, and this leaf tea could not be delivered to Confucius. However, Ziyou firmly believed that his teacher would return to the lower world one day, so He has been using his own talents to cultivate tea leaves and named it Silence.
However, after a thousand years, Kong Sheng still has not returned. Even if Ziyou broke through to the sub-sage, he was unable to ascend due to the completion of the laws of heaven and earth. In the end, he could not escape the wasted years. Before his death, he turned his holy soul into nourishment and invested After arriving in this piece of tea, the tea has become spiritual since then. Under the nourishment of the holy soul, the tea has also developed spiritual wisdom.
The tea mountain is based on this piece of tea.
"Back then, Ci Qibai passed the test of silence and took the position of chief." Master's words broke the silence, "Becoming the only chief in five hundred years."
"Will his son be able to accomplish the same feat as his father?"
After listening to the master's words, the expressions of the people present were different, but their eyes were all looking at Ci Song in the bronze mirror.
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At this time, Ci Song had reached level 700, and the pressure was getting bigger and bigger. It was like carrying a hundred kilogram stone on his back, but Ci Song could completely bear it.
"Brother Ci Song, you are here!"
When Ci Song stepped onto the 700th step, he saw Mo Yao, dressed in red, sitting in the tea shop on the left side waving his arms to Ci Song.
"Yao'er?"
When Ci Song saw Mo Yao, he was relieved. Ci Song didn't see Mo Yao during this climb. He was still a little worried that something unexpected would happen to Mo Yao, just like Zhou Go Naban accidentally fell down. . .
"Brother Ci Song, why are you so fast? I heard from Senior Brother Bai Ye that you were the last one to go up the mountain. I thought I had to wait for you for a while."
Mo Yao's face in the tea shop was full of surprise and joy.
"It's okay, it's not too fast."
Although Ci Song knew that Mo Yao was talking about his speed going up the mountain, her words still sounded strange.
"Yao'er, why don't you continue climbing up?" Ci Song asked curiously.
"Originally I was thinking about going up higher, but I would be tested once I went up, so I just wanted to take a rest here."
Mo Yao said as he walked out of the shop.
Ci Song was surprised as Mo Yao walked out of the tea shop, "I thought I couldn't climb anymore after I selected the seat."
"Can't you? I don't know?"
There was a hint of surprise on Mo Yao's face. She originally thought she would have a cup of tea and wait for Ci Song here, so she could continue climbing, right? After all, the pressure these seven hundred levels brought to her was nothing.
As he spoke, Mo Yao was about to step upwards, but was blocked by an inexplicable repulsive force, preventing him from continuing upwards.
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