Carrying two elves and a bracelet with a giant dragon in it, Wei Cheng's figure flickered a few times, and after a moment, he appeared within the confines of the academy.
The magic city is huge.
Although it is nothing to a warrior who has difficulty with his soul, it is only a hundred miles away and will be reached in the blink of an eye.
But to ordinary people, this is a metropolitan area, with a span of nearly a hundred miles from east to west and an area of more than 6,000 square meters. It is one of the best metropolises in China.
There are five headquarters of Sound Saint Academy. The college headquarters is located in the center and radiates outwards. There are buildings in the four directions of southeast, northwest and northwest, covering the entire Magic City. As long as you step into the Magic City, you have entered the area of Sound Saint Academy.
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Of course, this is a broad definition.
Important areas, such as the Ten Thousand Boundary Point Passage and the Boundary Point leading to the Forest of Sound, are guarded layer by layer because of their heavyweight strategic position. Most people cannot enter at all. They can only watch from a distance but not get close.
ditch.
But as Wei Cheng is a member of the college and the deputy director of the special department, he naturally has the right to enter the special area.
At this moment, what he had to do was to return to Yinwu, first move out of the school building where he had not lived many times, and then take these elves into the forest. Maybe... they would never come back again.
“It’s so nostalgic!”
All the way to the west, we entered the area of Yin Sheng Wu University.
Looking up at the hundred-meter-high gate, Wei Cheng couldn't help but sigh.
Looking back a few months ago, when he saw this door for the first time, he was still sighing at how majestic the door was. Could it be that the students of Yinwu were all giants?
Time has passed and he has experienced all kinds of ups and downs. Now, when he comes back to look at this door, Wei Cheng only feels that it can be flattened with one foot, and there is no sense of grandeur when he first saw it.
"The world outside is much broader than this door."
A crisp voice came.
Wei Cheng didn't need to look back, he used his energy field to sense a beautiful woman with crimson twin ponytails walking towards him.
"So, what I said was right?" Dongfang Gardenia said with a smile, holding the red spear in her hand.
"Yes, in a certain aspect, it is indeed true." Wei Cheng responded in a low voice.
At that time, it was Dongfang Gardenia standing behind him, explaining to him why the door was so tall.
Today, Wei Cheng's strength is no longer what it used to be.
He is no longer the ignorant young student who just stepped out of the park. He is a strong man who can stand alone. Let alone a door, even if there is a big mountain standing in front of him, he can easily crush it.
No longer obsessed with the issue of the gate, Wei Cheng stepped into the campus.
The study area of Yin Sheng Wu University is as clean as ever.
Ever since Ye Shan announced that the academy has entered a wartime state, some students cannot stand the extreme training and apply to drop out every month. The remaining group of people are only the elite among the elite. They can only keep sharpening themselves. How can there be any
Talking about love in school in your free time?
Wei Cheng carried a soft stuffed bun doll on his head, a bright red guitar on his back, and a green bracelet on his right arm. He stepped into the area where he had lived in the past and came to the exclusive dormitory area for students.
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After a while, he stopped in front of a blocked area.
That's Wang Xiaoming's room.
This member of the Demon Cult who had been lurking in the academy had specifically chosen the room number opposite Wei Cheng so that he could observe Old Wei's movements closely.
At that time, Wei Cheng still regarded Wang Xiaoming as a close friend and his best friend when he entered the academy.
However, as time passed, Wang Xiaoming revealed his true face and identity, and eventually died in the hands of Wei Cheng.
The outside world didn't know that Wang Xiaoming was dead, not even the academy's own people, so this area was still classified as a restricted area and no outsiders were allowed to enter.
"Wei Cheng, is that you?"
A slightly older voice came into my ears.
Looking back, I saw an old teacher with white hair on his temples. Although he appeared to be in his prime, he was actually an old teacher walking towards Wei Cheng with a cane.
The moment he saw this old teacher, Wei Cheng felt complicated and opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something.
"Hello, Teacher Yang."
In the end, without any words of comfort, he chose to say hello to the other party plainly.
Yang Yuming, a master of the eighth level of Qi Yuan Nan, was also Wang Xiaoming's martial arts instructor.
When the instructor learned that the student to whom he had devoted so much effort was actually a traitor from the Demon Cult, how much impact did he receive?
Wei Cheng didn't know.
He vaguely remembered that although Yang Yuming was old in the past, he had a full head of black hair and was a mature master who was always smiling, instead of being as decrepit and old as he is now.
"I must be very embarrassed."
Seeing Wei Cheng's surprised look, Yang Yuming coughed lightly and said: "Since that guy revealed his identity, I feel that I should atone for my sins and almost killed the college singer."
"The Ten Thousand Worlds Battlefield is about to open. When the boundary point is opened, I will rush to the front line to fight against the demon army. If I encounter that unscrupulous disciple, I will try to kill him."
"Betrayal of the academy... No, I was never a member of the academy from the beginning. At least, I can't let such a scum harm the world anymore."
Yang Yuming walked to the blocked area, his old hands were covered with wrinkles, and some traces of burns were faintly visible.
This is a master who controls the power of thunder. The burns on his hands mean that the other person has been training his own thunder and lightning day and night during this period, which is why he has such symptoms.
Wei Cheng watched all this silently.
He didn't talk much to Yang Yuming, nor did he tell the old master that Wang Xiaoming had died in his hands.
Wei Cheng just silently used the privileges of the True Tribulation Realm to inject some energy and blood into the old master's body to prevent him from self-destructing due to the rioting power in his body, and then left.
After a while, he came to a training ground.
This place is much more lively. As long as the calamity warriors who have not gone to the front line and the body refiners who have not yet entered the calamity system will come here for training.
Not everyone is as perverted as Wei Cheng. In fact, those who enrolled in the same batch as Wei Cheng are still going through a difficult stage. Even the best ones have only had a preliminary glimpse into the difficulty of the source of Qi.
It is estimated that it will take a while to break through the field.
"Did you know? I heard that Zhang Yu is engaged to Yi Nian!"
A rather energetic voice sounded.
Looking back, a handsome guy with white hair and red eyes walked over. He seemed to be around 18 years old and had some blood.
"Jin Mule, long time no see. Didn't you die on the battlefield?"
"How can you greet an old acquaintance like this?" the white-haired man laughed loudly.
Jin Mule, a member of Team 44, was a team of students that Wei Cheng formed when he was going through difficult times.
Up to now, Team 44 and Reimu Hakurei have returned to Gensokyo, and the others have gone their separate ways, and there is very little contact with them.
Wei Cheng didn't really want to contact him either.
After all, his strength has entered a new level. For these people, no matter how evil they are, it is impossible to get involved in a powerful level battle. No contact may be the best choice.
"Yinian is getting married?"
Now that he met Jin Mule, Wei Cheng didn't mind chatting with him. He was a little surprised when he thought of the blond girl.
"It's an engagement, not a marriage! According to the law, Zhang Yu is not old enough to marry yet."
Jin Mule corrected: "There is already a relationship basis. Yi Nianyou worked as a maid in the Zhang family. As the young master of the family, Zhang Yu fell in love with her when he was a child. It was love at first sight, right? Anyway, it went smoothly and it became a good thing."
In the next period of time, Wei Cheng chatted with Jin Mule.
They recalled many things in the past. Even though Wei Cheng had only been in school for eight months, these eight months felt like he had completed eight years of life.
"You want to go to the front line?"
Watching Jin Mule turn and leave, Wei Cheng felt a little sad.
"Don't worry, I'm just here to support you. The battles in the frontline bases are becoming more and more frequent. The masters are starting to fight every now and then. A mere warrior who has gone through a difficult period is not qualified to participate."
Jin Mule smiled and said: "But a grandmaster also needs to eat and drink, and he also needs someone to do the logistics work, right? Ordinary people will die if they are caught up in the aftermath of the war. Only a handsome and durable guy like me can take over the frontline duties.
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"You guy, don't die!"
"Don't worry! I'm not you. I know my own strength well and will run away if I encounter a crisis."
The two parted ways.
The smile on Wei Cheng's face gradually faded.
front!
Jin Mule is just a warrior who has gone through a difficult period, but he has to rush to the front line where the master will fight from time to time. If he is not careful, he will only die.
Ever since Wang Xiaoming revealed his identity, Wei Cheng didn't have many friends in the academy, and Jin Mule was one of them.
I hope he has some self-awareness!
"front……"
"Perhaps, I should go and have a look soon."
After humming for a while, Wei Cheng disappeared, packed up some utensils in the room, and no longer missed it.
This college holds many memories for him.
However, they are just memories.
He has to move forward after all, only then can he possibly find a way to survive from the tragedy in his dream.
That night, while the moon was dark and the wind was high, the boundary passage leading to the Forest of Sound was opened, and a figure, leading several elves, penetrated into the depths of the forest.