The Land of the Earth

Full of anticipation and nervousness, everyone followed Coach Wang and flew towards Tianlong Temple.

Along the way, the strong wind whistled in their ears, but it could not blow away their yearning and curiosity about Tianlong Temple.

From a distance, Tianlong Temple looks like a towering giant standing among the clouds, exuding a mysterious and ancient atmosphere.

Its architectural style is simple and elegant, with lifelike dragons and strange spiritual patterns carved on the eaves and brackets. The dragons seem to be swimming through the clouds and mist, ready to come out, while the spiritual patterns flicker with faint light, as if telling stories from long ago.

As they approached Tianlong Temple, everyone felt its grandeur more and more.

The temple gate is tall and heavy, inlaid with huge gems. Under the sunlight, it reflects colorful light, as gorgeous as a dream.

On both sides of the temple gate stand two huge stone statues, depicting two majestic guardians. They hold weapons in their hands and stare fiercely at the front, as if guarding the peace of Tianlong Temple, which makes people feel awe.

Coach Wang led everyone to the ground slowly. He turned to face them and said seriously, "Tianlong Temple has nine floors. Each floor contains unique power. This power will affect your cultivation speed. You must carefully choose the level that suits you.

Remember, you only have one month, so don't be greedy, or you'll go astray." Everyone nodded upon hearing this, their eyes gleaming with determination and eagerness.

As everyone stepped into Tianlong Temple, as soon as they entered the door, an extremely strong dream power rushed towards them like a surging tide.

Tian Yuan was the first to be affected. He was startled at first, then a look of surprise appeared on his face. He said loudly: "I feel that the speed of cultivation in this first level has increased by more than five times. This place is already so wonderful.

Let's go upstairs, maybe there's a place that's more suitable for us." Everyone thought this made sense, so they all headed upstairs.

As you climb, each level reveals its own unique features.

The walls are covered with mysterious murals, some of which depict scenes of ancient masters practicing. They are surrounded by brilliant light and display various magical spells.

Some depict the chaotic scene when the world was first created, with mysterious runes appearing and disappearing in them, as if containing the mysteries of the universe.

These murals are brightly colored yet simple and ancient. Every stroke seems to have a special magic, attracting everyone's attention and making them marvel at these ancient cultures and mysterious powers while climbing.

As they continued to move upward, the power of the dream became stronger and stronger, and everyone became more and more excited.

An hour later, except for Song Chaoming, everyone else stayed on the eighth floor of Tianlong Temple.

The space on the eighth floor is extremely vast, with ancient bookshelves placed all around. The bookshelves are filled with books that emit spiritual light, as if telling the glory of the past.

The air here seems to have turned into substance, and with every breath you can feel the power of dreams flowing through your body.

Tian Yuan said excitedly, "This place is amazing! I can feel that my cultivation speed has increased at least eighty times. I'm sure I'll gain a lot this month."

He Jiaojiao nodded gently, with a glint in her eyes: "That's right, we must seize this opportunity."

Feng Qi clenched his fists and said with determination: "In order to become stronger and for our goal, let's start practicing!" Chaoyun also looked around with burning eyes, ready to devote himself to practice.

Song Chaoming continued to move towards the ninth floor alone.

The scene on the ninth floor is even more mysterious. The entire space seems to be a vast starry sky with twinkling stars. Each star seems to contain endless dream power.

The energy here is so dense that it almost turns into liquid. As soon as Song Chaoming stepped in, he felt a strong pressure, but his eyes became more determined. He knew that this was the place he wanted to challenge.

Everyone began to practice. They each found a good position, sat cross-legged, and calmed their minds.

As the practice deepened, many dream powers rushed into everyone's bodies like lively elves.

Tianyuan closed his eyes tightly, the veins on his forehead bulged slightly, and a layer of faint flame surrounded his body, which was a manifestation of his fusion with the power of dreams. He tried his best to guide this power to flow through his meridians to enhance his strength.

He Jiaojiao had an elegant posture, and a soft light emanated from her body, like a blooming flower. The light became brighter and brighter with the influx of dream power, and her face showed a tranquil and focused expression.

The wind was howling around Feng Qi, and his figure was looming in the wind. Every wind blade became sharper under the nourishment of the power of dreams. His brows were sometimes furrowed and sometimes relaxed, and he was immersed in the world of cultivation.

Chaoyun's body seemed to merge with the ground, and the surrounding stones trembled slightly. With the infusion of dream power, his control over the power of the earth became more and more handy.

Song Chaoming, who was on the ninth floor, was under tremendous pressure, but he gritted his teeth and persevered.

His body was gleaming with a light intertwined with holiness and dreams, which was a sign of the fusion of the power of light and the power of dreams.

His forehead was covered with sweat, but there was no sign of retreat in his eyes. He concentrated on guiding the power of dreams, pushing his own limits, and moving towards a higher realm.

Time passed quietly during the practice, and soon a month had passed.

Everyone woke up from their cultivation state. Except for Song Chaoming who reached the third level of tranquility, everyone else reached the tenth level of poetry.

Tian Yuan stood up and stretched. He could clearly feel the huge improvement in his strength. He smiled and said, "This training has really yielded a lot. Although I haven't broken through to the realm of tranquility, I am already very satisfied."

He Jiaojiao smiled and nodded: "Yes, this month's experience has been amazing. We have all become stronger."

Feng Qi brushed off the non-existent dust on his body and said, "That's right, but we can't be complacent. We have to keep working hard."

Chaoyun also smiled innocently: "This trip to Tianlong Temple is really worthwhile."

Everyone walked out of Tianlong Temple with steady steps, carrying the results of their respective cultivation.

The sunlight shines on them, reflecting their confident and resolute faces.

Coach Wang smiled, his eyes full of anticipation as he asked, "You've gained quite a bit this time, haven't you? What realm have you reached?"

Tian Yuan excitedly took a step forward and said proudly, "Coach Wang, I have reached the Tenth Realm of Poetry. The power of dreams there is truly marvelous.

I feel like my control over my power has improved dramatically, especially when it comes to fusing with the power of fire. It's much smoother than before, and I now have the confidence to face even stronger opponents."

He Jiaojiao took light lotus steps, bowed slightly and said, "I have also reached the tenth realm of poetry, Coach Wang.

During my training, I felt like I had entered a whole new world. The power of dreams flowed like a trickle, nourishing my wind power, making my movements more agile and my attacks more precise. I can't wait to test my own strength."

Feng Qi scratched his head, his eyes gleaming, “Hey, I’m also in the Tenth Realm of Poetry.

When I was practicing on the eighth level, the wind seemed to become my partner. Every gust of wind carried the power of dreams, and my wind blade became even more powerful.

My perception and control of the wind has become more refined, and perhaps I will be able to create even more powerful wind skills in the future."

Chaoyun smiled innocently: "Coach Wang, I am the same as them, in the Ten Realms of Poetry. In Tianlong Temple, I feel that my connection with the earth is closer.

Controlling the stones was as easy as controlling my own hands and feet. The power of dreams made my spiritual power more powerful, and I felt that I could easily handle more complex battle scenes.

After everyone finished speaking, they all turned their eyes to Song Chaoming.

Song Chaoming raised his head slightly, his eyes showing calmness and depth: "I have reached the third realm of tranquility, where the power is very strong.

I endured a lot of pressure during my cultivation, but I also gained unexpected benefits. I gained a new understanding and way of using my own spiritual power."

After listening to this, Coach Wang nodded with satisfaction and said, "Well, you all performed very well.

This training in Tianlong Temple is a rare opportunity, and you all seized it well.

Now go back and rest. You must be tired from this month of training. Get back into shape. There are more challenges waiting for you."

Everyone answered in unison: "Yes, Coach Wang!" Then they walked towards the academy with a relaxed and happy mood, and along the way they were still enthusiastically discussing their insights from practicing in Tianlong Temple.