Gu Yuan and his group successfully attracted the attention of many people in the martial arts academy.

Students who come towards them will shout "Hello, Dean", and Dean Ji will respond with a smile on his face.

There were still many students who were far behind, not daring to get close, but they were talking about it.

"Looking at the direction of the dean and the others, they seem to be heading towards the holy monument?"

"It should be... I just heard that the middle-aged man seems to be the captain of the Demon Suppression Division, Li Siming."

"Scare! Someone from the Demon Suppression Department? Or the captain?"

"The other one is also from the Demon Suppression Department. I have seen him before. His name is Zhou Zhen. He came out of our martial arts academy. But I have never seen that young man..."

"The boy is not going to enter the martial arts academy, is he? Now he is going to see if he can be recognized by the holy monument?"

"Outrageous...what do you mean? A new student, led by the dean and accompanied by the Demon Suppressor? He has some background!"

Gu Yuan only felt that something was wrong.

It seemed that even before he entered the martial arts academy, he had already attracted a lot of attention.

Needless to say, the students of these martial arts schools, not to mention their strength, all have pretty good mental abilities.

This discussion has helped Gu Yuan create a "high-profile" persona.

This seems to be good, presumably there will be no school violence, right?

Zhou Zhen looked at Gu Yuan and asked, "Are you nervous?"

Gu Yuan shook his head.

I have seen the demon realm, I have seen monsters, and I almost died in the hands of monsters two days ago.

Although it can't be said that he has seen strong winds and waves, Gu Yuan's psychological quality has indeed improved a lot, and what he is seeing is really not enough to make him nervous.

After passing one teaching building after another and passing through a grassy field, Dean Ji and Li Siming, who were walking in front, finally stopped.

Far away, Gu Yuan had already seen a stone tablet, and behind the stone tablet was a green hill.

"Is this the holy monument?" Gu Yuan asked.

Zhou Zhen on the side nodded.

Gu Yuan looked at the stone tablet carefully. It was one foot high and three feet wide. There were some characters engraved on it. He stared at it for a long time, but he couldn't tell what period the font was from, and he couldn't understand it at all.

He asked Zhou Zhen next to him, who shook his head.

"Don't ask me, don't talk about me. The characters on this holy monument have not been deciphered yet."

Gu Yuan was a little surprised.

At this time, Li Siming looked at Dean Ji.

"Let the other students go back."

Ji Qingyu looked at Li Siming, turned around, and looked at the students falling behind, with curiosity written all over their faces.

Today's children are still very curious.

What's more, Gu Yuan was led by the dean himself and accompanied by the captain of the Demon Suppression Department. It was indeed easy to arouse people's curiosity. However, considering that Gu Yuan's situation was somewhat special, Ji Qingyu still reached out and called the two of them over.

After whispering a few words, the students who were watching dispersed one after another.

After all, this is a martial arts academy. Who dares to go against Ji Qingyu? "Xiao Gu, come over." Zhou Zhen patted Gu Yuan on the back and said.

When he walked to the tall and heavy holy monument, Gu Yuan suddenly became nervous.

I don’t know why, but after years of baptism, the characters engraved on the stone tablet are still clearly visible.

Although Gu Yuan couldn't understand it, when he faced the holy monument, the weight of history still hit his face. At this moment, Gu Yuan even thought about how many people had stood in this position thousands of years ago. Maybe

There are also warm footprints under your feet.

At this moment, Ji Qingyu's voice sounded in his ears.

"Gu Yuan, put your hand on the holy monument, close your eyes and let your thoughts go."

Gu Yuan nodded and asked: "Dean, how should I know whether I have been recognized by the holy tablet?"

Ji Qingyu smiled and explained: "If you are recognized by the Holy Monument, the fonts on the Holy Monument will appear with light patterns. Everyone's potential is different, and the color of the light patterns will also be different. The first grade will be gold, and the second grade will be red.

, the third level is orange, the fourth level is yellow, the fifth level is green, the sixth level is cyan, the seventh level is blue, and the eighth level is purple.

The Martial Arts Academy will also send each person to different levels according to their different potentials, which correspond to the black and yellow of heaven and earth, and the vastness of the universe. If the holy stele shines with golden light, the students can enter the heaven-level class, and so on."

Gu Yuan suddenly realized.

Got it, rgb lighting effects...

"If it is not recognized by the holy monument, there will be no light patterns?" he asked.

Ji Qingyu nodded.

Gu Yuan said "hmm".

"Xiao Gu, don't be nervous, you can do it!" Zhou Zhen began to cheer for Gu Yuan.

But Gu Yuan felt that he didn't need any cheerleaders now.

He slowly raised his arm, spread his palm, and slowly placed it on the stone tablet.

It was a hot summer, but the holy monument gave him a cold response to his touch.

Li Siming and Ji Qingyu also took two steps back, as if they didn't want to cause any interference to Gu Yuan in this state.

Zhou Zhen stood next to Li Siming, with his hands clasped together.

"This kid is not nervous at all, but I am very nervous..." Zhou Zhen muttered, "I was not nervous when I was in his position."

Ji Qingyu turned to look at Li Siming and asked, "What color light pattern do you think the holy monument will emit?"

Li Siming shook his head: "I don't know."

"Being able to summon the sacrificial gate without being corroded by demon spirits is a talent worthy of a red light." Ji Qingyu said.

"Why not golden light?" Li Siming asked.

Ji Qingyu chuckled: "Golden light? That's a first-class monster. In the past hundred years, there are only three people who can make the holy monument bloom with golden light patterns, right?"

Li Siming nodded slightly.

Immediately afterwards, Ji Qingyu said again: "Captain Li, one of these three people is you."

Li Siming did not speak, but looked at Gu Yuan seriously.

At this moment, Gu Yuan completely obeyed Ji Qingyu's instructions.

Empty your thoughts and hold onto your original ideas.

Immediately, the originally cold touch gradually became warm, like melting snow water slowly turning into a warm current, moving along the arm inch by inch, and finally merged into the sea of ​​air.

One second, two seconds...

One minute, two minutes...

I don't know how long it took.

Gu Yuan could feel that there seemed to be a warm qi in his sea of ​​qi, flowing gently. If he didn't feel it carefully, he wouldn't be able to feel it at all.

But at this moment, Zhou Zhen was already scratching his head.

"It's impossible... Where are the light patterns? Where are the light patterns on the holy monument?"

Li Siming frowned and said nothing.

Ji Qingyu was also a little surprised.

"There is no light pattern...He actually didn't get the recognition of the holy monument?"

"Impossible...how is this possible!" Zhou Zhen felt incredible.

Extraordinary and martial artists cannot be recognized by the holy monument. There are only two possibilities.

Or it's the character of the mind.

Or the potential is too low.

In Zhou Zhen's opinion, there is absolutely no problem with Gu Yuan's character.

As for the potential... As long as it is not too bad, for example, if you awaken to become a transcendent in your forties or fifties, then you can still see the purple light no matter how bad it is.

Gu Yuan slowly opened his eyes and felt that the warm air in his sea of ​​qi was probably the mark left by the holy monument. But when he saw that the holy monument was the same as before, without any light patterns, his heart immediately sank to the bottom of the valley.

His face instantly turned pale, and when he thought of Fang Yu lying on the bed, his breathing became rapid for a moment.

Own……

Not recognized by the Holy Monument?

He turned around, looked at Zhou Zhen and others with solemn expressions, and smiled unnaturally.

Even without a mirror in front of him, he knew how stiff his smile was at this moment.

He stepped forward and walked towards Zhou Zhen.
To be continued...