Su Yan and Li Yueze chatted until the bell rang for the end of get out of class, and then left the classroom together.
"I think it's necessary for me to charge you tuition. I've been talking to you for a full hour, and my mouth is dry." Li Yueze put his hand on his neck, his Adam's apple rolled hard, and said seriously to Su Yan.
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"Okay, let's settle the bill together another day." Su Yanlang smiled, and then his expression became serious and said: "I want to go to the Tianxuan World on the first floor of the Babel Tower to have a look and experience."
Li Yueze was slightly startled, his brows furrowed slightly, and then he said softly: "Okay, it's up to you. There's nothing to do today anyway."
"Aren't you going together?" Su Yan asked.
"No, go ahead by yourself. I'm so dizzy with you that I don't have the energy to practice." Li Yueze yawned and said.
Su Yan responded, and then separated from Li Yueze in front of the teaching building, and walked alone in the direction of the Babel Tower.
General Palace does not have strict probability requirements for students like the school in Su Yan's previous life. After General Palace, if you don't go to class, no one will generally care about you, and some teachers will not care about your whereabouts. The college has only one requirement for students.
, that is, if you pass the final exam, you can freely spend the rest of your time. Even if you have to practice in the Tianxuan World for half a year, you only need to inform the instructor.
Su Yan talked a lot with Li Yueze today about all aspects of the General Palace. While marveling at the wonders of it, he was also making plans for his college life. After all, he would spend three years here.
Time, and this is also the turning point for Su Yan to truly realize his self-sublimation.
Su Yan put his hands in his pockets and walked very quickly, but because he was thinking about something, he lowered his head slightly and did not notice some students walking towards him. He accidentally bumped into one of them. Su Yan's steps were a little fast.
, so when his shoulder collided with that person, the force was not small.
"ah…"
The man let out a low cry of pain, which woke up Su Yan who was deep in thought.
Su Yan raised his head apologetically and was about to apologize, but when he saw the man's face, he froze in place.
Standing in front of Su Yan was the beautiful woman he met in Qingyue Square that day. At this moment, she was wearing a moon-white plain robe uniformed by the college. Her exquisite face actually added a quiet and elegant flavor, and her long hair was like a waterfall.
Her hair was casually scattered around her waist, fluttering slightly in the breeze, looking elegant and refined.
"Is it you?" The woman rubbed her sore shoulders. When she raised her head and saw Su Yan, she exclaimed in a low voice.
"Uh... what a coincidence, I met the girl here." For some reason, Su Yan would always be a little nervous every time he saw her. He stood stunned for a long time before saying such a vulgar sentence.
Come on.
Seeing Su Yan's helpless expression, the woman chuckled softly. Then she felt a little embarrassed, covered her lips lightly with her hand, and said, "You are walking so fast with your head down, what are you thinking about?"
"Ah? Oh, it's nothing, nothing." Su Yan hurriedly explained, then calmed down and asked: "I didn't expect you to be in the general's palace. My name is Su Yan. I am in Jiashe now. Where are you?"
"Qiao Junyao, Bingshe." The woman put her hands behind her waist and replied softly with a smile as bright as a flower.
"Qiao Junyao, good name, good name." Su Yan murmured and praised.
"Your way of complimenting girls is really bad." Qiao Junyao coughed lightly and said to Su Yan with a half-smile.
Su Yan's expression suddenly became solemn and he said seriously: "Don't you know that shy boys always become nervous when they see beautiful girls?"
Upon hearing Su Yan's words, Qiao Junyao pursed her lips, raised the corners of her mouth slightly, and rolled her eyes at Su Yan with an expression that only a ghost could believe.
"You talkative." Qiao Junyao feinted and scolded, "Okay, I have something else to do. Let's go first. Let's talk later when we have time."
After Qiao Junyao said goodbye to Su Yan, she turned around and left. When she was about to reach the corner, she turned around and waved gently to Su Yan, who was still standing there, and said with a smile: "Goodbye."
Her smile was as bright as a flower, like the spring breeze blowing on her face, causing ripples in Su Yan's originally calm heart, making her heart intoxicating.
"Goodbye." Su Yan's mouth was slightly open, his arms were waving mechanically in the air repeatedly, and his eyes were a little dull.
"Hey, beauty is a disaster." When Qiao Junyao's figure completely disappeared from Su Yan's eyes, he slowly came back to his senses, shook his head and sighed.
It's not that Su Yan can't see beauties. Su Yan has seen a lot of beauties in his previous life, but he has never felt a sudden throbbing in his heart like when he saw Qiao Junyao. Regardless of her appearance, Qiao Junyao's speech and temperament are beyond compare.
He didn't make Su Yan feel comfortable in his bones, and it became more and more obvious as the number of meetings increased, although Su Yan only met him twice.
The chance encounter made Su Yan feel very good, and he continued to walk to the Tower of Babel while humming a tune.
The Babel Tower is located at the easternmost position of the General Palace, standing among the green mountains. It is shrouded in clouds and mist all year round, adding a sense of mystery.
Su Yan squinted his eyes slightly and looked up at the Tower of Babel standing in the clouds. The Tower of Babel only has nine floors, but it is as majestic as the nine-story sky. It is as if the ancient power has condensed the nine-layer heaven realm into this nine-story tower with great magic power.
Among them, the momentum is magnificent.
The Tower of Babel is completely black and has a simple style, as if it is made of ordinary stone bricks. However, the tower is filled with a hazy black halo, which distorts the clouds on the horizon, making it difficult to see clearly.
Su Yan stared at it silently for a long time, and then suddenly walked towards the tower gate.
The Tower of Babel is not closed at ordinary times. It is always open to Jianggong students and can be entered at any time.
When Su Yan entered, there were already many people who were traveling with him, waiting to enter. The light in the tower was dim and the furnishings were extremely simple. There was only one instructor sitting crookedly next to the main entrance, reading a book without looking in.
of students.
Su Yan looked up and saw that a hundred meters in front of the entrance there was an entrance that was about 10 feet high and filled with dark black light. It must be the entrance to the Tianxuan Realm.
Su Yan followed the others and walked towards the light door, then hesitated for a moment before stepping in.
There was no special feeling. There was a brief dazzling moment in front of his eyes. When Su Yan opened his eyes again, the scenery was completely different.
What appeared in front of Su Yan's eyes seemed to be the interior of a palace. The light was dim, but the area was so huge that even with Su Yan's eyesight, he couldn't see the end.
Through the conversation with Li Yueze, Su Yan already knew that there are 360 independent spaces radiating outward from the center of the Tianxuan World. The intensity of Yuan Power decreases outwards, and the Yuan Power is no longer very strong at the periphery, so
The space toward the center becomes more precious, and it is also a resource that all students compete for.
Su Yan walked to the wall aside. There was a stone slab of unknown material hanging on it. It was more than ten feet long and wide and shone with countless tiny golden light spots.
This slate is the engraved table of the independent spaces in the Tianxuan World. When students enter each space, a force of thought will sweep through the student's waist badge and transmit the information to this slate. The golden light on the slate
The dots form countless tiny words, floating in the void in front of the stone slab, flickering gently.