The sword intent fluctuations on Jian Chen's body became stronger and stronger, and it slowly grew under the nourishment of the powerful sword intent of the plaque.
"What a powerful comprehension ability. In just a short time, the sword intent actually increased so much?" Jian Chen's surprise brought Qingfeng even more. He could clearly feel that Jian Chen's sword intent was becoming mature little by little.
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In Jian Chen's sea of consciousness, the sword intent reached an unprecedented height. People who were close to him could feel the strong sword intent and could not help but retreat. Jian Chen seemed to have a figure in front of him, and a young man stood on the vast earth. , holding a sword in one hand, pointing to the ground diagonally, and the long hair behind him fluttered in the wind. At this moment, he seemed to be the center of the whole world.
As Jian Chen's understanding of the sword intent on the plaque deepened, the figure became clearer and the man's aura was also rising little by little, as if he was about to be at the same level as the world, which made Jian Chen amazed. Suddenly, The figure moved, and the long sword in his hand was waving, and the sword technique began to dance. Jian Chen stared at the man's movements.
The man waved his sword freely, and every stroke was so casual, but it seemed to contain the ultimate mystery of swordsmanship in this world. The void was like paper, and it could not stop the sharp sword intent at all. He swung it out with one sword. The sword light pointed straight at the sky, tearing the entire sky apart.
"What a terrible sword technique!" Jian Chen couldn't help but sigh. Every sword was so simple, but the power of each sword was enough to destroy the world. Jian Chen was fascinated by it. Although he only once, Jian Chen still imprinted this sword technique deeply in his mind.
After a set of sword techniques, the man put away the sword in his hand and stared deeply in the direction of Jian Chen. He saw a light coming out of his eyes. This light was not like the phantom just now, but A real light shot into Jian Chen's mind when he got the brilliance. Jian Chen suddenly felt a stinging pain.
"Seven Swords of the Sky!" In Jian Chen's sea of consciousness, a virtual voice roared that time, without stopping for a long time.
Jian Chen's eyes slowly opened, and a sharp gaze suddenly appeared in his eyes, and then slowly disappeared. He looked at the people on the side and sighed. Although he was feeling it just now, he still knew that it was quite a bit of noise. .
As Jian Chen's perception ended, the sword intent filled the surroundings also disappeared, as if it had never appeared. The disappearing hidden traces, the originally luminous plaque also became as dark as usual.
"Boy is nice, but are you here to enroll?" Qingfeng nodded and said when he saw Jian Chen open his eyes.
Jian Chen looked at Qingfeng and saw that the momentum on Qingfeng's body was not emitted. It was like a lonely leaf in the wind that made people feel confident, but it was like a rock, the wind and rain did not move. The contradictory feeling gave Jian Chen a horror. He felt that this young man could return his soul to the Nine Heavens with just one move.
"My younger generation Jian Chen, I have met senior generation. I am the student who came to report today." Jian Chen bowed.
"No need to do this. There is no problem in entering the academy with your talent. Just call me Master Qingfeng." Qingfeng smiled and said. Jian Chen gave him a good impression, and he did not have the arrogance of being the only one in the sky and the earth.
"I've met the mentor." Jian Chen said respectfully.
Although I don’t know the status of Qingfeng in Canglan Academy, this breath is enough to make Jian Chen so respectful.
"Are you a casual cultivator or a family member?" Qingfeng looked at Jian Chen and asked.
The college is particularly caring about casual cultivators. After all, casual cultivators are concerned about them and their own resources are relatively insufficient. The college can use enough resources to attract students to make him truly a member of the college in the future. This is how he is.
"Jiandao Jian Family, this is my father's letter." As he said that, Jian Chen took out a letter from his arms and handed it to Qingfeng. The letter was taken out by Jian Chen last night, although the space ring was the one in the space. It's not expensive, but it's also valuable. Jian Chen doesn't want to cause unnecessary trouble for himself.
"Oh, Jiandao?" Qingfeng hesitated for a moment and searched for information in his mind. It seemed that he did not have such a force in his impression. He had taken Jian Chen's letter and was about to read it. Generally, those who wrote letters were all An old acquaintance in the college.
Qingfeng looked at the envelope, and the four words "Di Jinglei" opened his eyes.
"Is it actually written for the dean?" Qingfeng couldn't help but look at the signature, and saw the words Jianyuan vividly appear on the paper. These two words were like a spring thunder that calmed Qingfeng. Qingfeng stared at these two words and looked at them. I revealed a touch of nostalgia and gratitude, but I didn't speak for a long time.[
"puff!"
Suddenly, a breath of blood was spurted out by a good breeze, and his face, which was originally a little handsome, suddenly turned pale. He immediately put away the letter, took a deep breath before stabilizing his breath. At this moment, he looked at Jian Chen's face again. There is actually a kind and loving deity.
"Master Qingfeng, you're doing it." Jian Chen asked with concern. Qingfeng was so good that just now, he actually spit out a mouthful of blood, and even though he was scared.
"Things, I will hand over this letter to the dean." Qingfeng waved his hand, and the blood at the corner of his mouth was still dry, which made people feel a little funny.
"Liu Zui, please lead these people to participate in the assessment." Qingfeng turned to Liu Zui and then left in a ray of spring breeze. His elegant body movement made people feel moved.
"Yes." Liu Zui responded to Qingfeng's leaving figure, and he didn't stand up until Qingfeng disappeared and looked at the crowded crowd.
"Let's go to Naxin Plaza for testing." Liu Zui looked at the newcomers and ordered, his eyes didn't feel like he could stay on Jian Chen for a moment.
"Niuwa, remember to enter the academy. All your hopes at home are with you."
"Father, then I'll go in and wait for my good news."
"Remember to be careful not to offend your classmates."
"Young Master, why are you breaking the academy?"
Various sounds sounded at the door, and the storm that Jian Chen had just now suddenly became calmer.
"Is Jian Chen so? Not bad, but how much has the sword intent been understood?" A young man in black said to Jian Chen, looking at that age, he should be slightly older than Jian Chen.
Jian Chen turned his head, took a look and paid attention to it. He asked Shanggui Qinghan to follow the brigade and walked inside.
The young man frowned, his expression was a little bad. He also understood the sword intent. As soon as he arrived here, he heard that there was someone who understood the sword intent here, so he went to provoke it. He didn't think Jian Chen's The sword intent can be stronger than yourself.
"You are the first one who dares to look at me, but you will be the last one." The boy in black glanced at Jian Chen, and a ruthlessness flashed in his eyes, and walked inside.
When Jian Chen walked inside, he truly appreciated the greatness of Canglan Academy. After passing through the forest of unknown layers, Liu Zui took everyone to a square before stopping.
I saw that there were already many people waiting there on the square. Many of them were wearing Canglan College costumes, obviously some old students. Those people looked at these teenagers who were about the same age as themselves, but looked much more immature on their faces. "Showing" a smile of gloating.
On the other side, deep in the academy, a middle-aged man was sitting there drinking fragrant tea, feeling uncomfortable, and a rapid knock on the door interrupted his leisure.
"Enter!" the middle-aged man put down the tea in his hand and said to the door. The sound was not loud, but it gave people a sense of power, as if something could block the sound.
"Dean, this is a letter written to you by Senior Jian Yuan." The man in this person was Qingfeng. After he returned to the academy, he immediately ran to Di Jinglei.
"Oh, you guys actually remember to write a letter to me. Take it to show me." Di Jinglei made a move with his right hand, and the letter came to his hand, as if it had suddenly passed, without any trace of meaning left in the air. [
Qingfeng was shocked. He thought that the dean's strength had become more and more amazing in the past twenty years. Compared with the competition twenty years ago, it was probably a day and a place, but Senior Jian Yuan was probably even more terrifying.
Qingfeng recalled the signature on Jian Yuan's letter and admired him. He thought that he could catch up with the senior's footsteps by working hard, but when the gap was getting bigger and bigger, Qingfeng smiled a little helplessly.
"Bang!"
Just as Qingfeng was lost, Emperor Jinglei's palms were heavily placed on the table, and the table and the letter instantly turned into a void.
"Okay, Jian Chen actually hit me with the sword technique of the Emperor's family. Unfortunately, your idea must have failed this time. Even if your son is as amazing as you, it is not enough." When he mentioned Di Jinglei's face. "Show a confident smile."
"Where is that boy named Jian Chen now? Look for me." Di Jinglei paid attention to Qingfeng's strange "demonic look" and asked directly, "Where is the same as a dean."
"Dean, he is now taking the freshman test. But..."
"But what? Don't swear by me. I know you always remember the kindness of that kid, but I'm not bad to you, Qingfeng." Di Jinglei looked at Qingfeng with dissatisfaction.
"Of course, the dean has taken me as much as a mountain of kindness." Qingfeng said seriously, looking very respectful.
"Don't give me this trick. I'll see if you're convinced when I defeat that kid." Di Jinglei was not the first day of knowing Qingfeng, so he looked at him directly.
"Senior Jinglei, after so many years, do you still remember the competition back then?" Qingfeng smiled when he saw Emperor Jinglei put away his respectful look.
Emperor Jinglei gave Qingfeng a blank look and said, "I'm talking nonsense, can I forget it?"
"Oh, the peerless two heroes are angry and are beautiful, which is also considered an eternal story in the academy."
Qingfeng teased a little, and a look of remembrance appeared on his face.
"Say what you just said."
Emperor Jinglei cared about Qingfeng's tone.
"Senior Jianyuan's son Jian Chen triggered the sword intent on the plaque at the door." Qingfeng's face was full of smiles, as if he was doing this.
"Oh, it seems like there are two more brushes."
Di Jinglei's face changed slightly, and he tapped his fingers on the table on the coffee table, not knowing what he was thinking about.
In the Newcomer Square, a large number of young people from all over the wilderness gathered here, which was quite lively.
"Okay, let's be quiet." Liu Zui stood above, looking at so many people below, and a hint of excitement was revealed in his tone.