Between heaven and earth, after the deathly silence, cheers rang out again. Lin Zixuan stood on the top of the hundred steps. In addition to being excited, he also had a trace of gratitude in his heart. He knew that without the help of the black and white blood race, he would stop at the ninth level.
At the fourteenth level, it is impossible to continue upward or even complete the test.
He looked at the high mountain peaks in the distance and saw figures standing everywhere in the mountains. This anticipated selection of divisions was finally coming.
There are one hundred and eight teachers in Xuefeng’s Room 108. Each teacher has different strengths and teaching methods. Of course, the most enviable one is Room 36, which represents the top level of Xuefeng.
, and the tuition fee is also sky-high, one thousand merits per day, and the price is unbeatable.
When you reach that level, your cultivation time is extremely precious, and you basically spend all your time practicing in seclusion. If there is nothing important, you won't pay attention to ordinary things.
Lin Zixuan looked at the thirty-sixth room. A middle-aged man with sharp eyebrows and tiger eyes stared at him, and his faint fluctuations actually exceeded that of his father.
But the murderous aura on his body was rather heavy, so Lin Zixuan shook his head.
Lin Zixuan looked at an amiable old man with a kind face again, and smiled at himself. He looked at the old man unconsciously, and suddenly, a strong sense of sleepiness rushed over his face. Lin Zixuan seemed to be in a world where birds were singing and flowers were fragrant. Kirin and Bai Ze were there.
Walking leisurely on the grassland, dragons and phoenixes fly freely in the sky, the surroundings are filled with rich spiritual energy and the faint fragrance of medicine.
"Peng!"
Lin Zixuan shook his head and looked at the old man, only to see that he was still smiling at him.
"What a terrifying spiritual power!" Lin Zixuan said secretly.
Lin Zixuan continued to search, and the man's eyes were filled with indifference, as if he was thousands of miles away.
A skinny old man leisurely sipped the fragrant tea in his hand, his strength was unfathomable.
Lin Zixuan glanced at them one by one, and the many teachers and elders in Room 36 were noisy.
"I said, Lao Zhao, why do you have to fight with me for this boy? Let me tell you, this boy's deacon is Zeng Yu, who I have known for many years. There is no way you want him." An old man blew his beard and glared.
"Brother Yuan, Zhao just admires this boy. Why don't you give it up to me? Zhao will come to visit and thank you in the future." A middle-aged man said respectfully.
"Thank you? Huh! You don't know how many times you have thanked me. I have also given you many qualified young people. Your thanks are of no use." The old man said very angry.
The middle-aged man was speechless for a moment, and he felt a little ashamed at this moment.
"As people go to higher places, water flows to lower places. This boy does not belong to the lower thirty-sixth room." The old man with a thin cheek and wrinkled cheeks advised.
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And somewhere in the void in the academic peak, two figures were confronting each other. The surrounding spiritual energy surged like a stormy sea, and the diamond-wooden house a hundred miles away instantly turned into powder. If anyone was here, they would definitely be surprised. This can resist the blood soul.
The King Kong Wood, which was struck with all his strength by a powerful person, was so fragile under the impact of this spiritual power.
The figure was startled, and in a voice like the biting cold wind, he scolded: "Are you going to stop me?"
The figure opposite him moved slightly and replied helplessly: "You have to know that this little guy has no ability to intervene unless he is in the blood spirit realm."
"As an enforcer, why do you know the law and break it? What is it about this kid that attracts you?"
The figure trembled, and the golden eyes on the black screen flickered.
"You don't understand!"
Between heaven and earth, it was getting colder and colder. A chain of order light about a thousand feet long was hovering around the figure. The ancient and mysterious mark between the eyebrows was shining. The wind was howling, and the surrounding aura was changing rapidly.
"Alas!" The figure sighed, and immediately, the body was covered with endless golden light, like an ancient Buddha.
"rumble!"
There was violent oscillation in the sky, and the endless clouds gathered into a face the size of a hundred feet.
The face was furious and said: "Do you want me to arrange a life and death platform for you, where you can live and die and live in peace?"
The two figures were startled at first, their endless spiritual power restrained, and they looked at each other, at a loss.
"That little guy is weird, but based on my many years of experience, I can conclude that the dissipation of this soul fountain has nothing to do with him."
Above the sky, it gradually calmed down, the sky was clear blue, and the wind was gentle and sunny.
Lin Zixuanyi looked around aimlessly, expecting a response from Room 36, but the place was unusually quiet, with not even a single person in sight.
"Isn't that right? I have exceeded the standard. According to the past, people who were ranked 100th level would basically be the disciples of the thirty-sixth chamber." Lin Zixuan said to himself.
As for Room 36, which Lin Zixuan was looking forward to, people were already coming out one after another, looking at the young man on the steps.
In front of one of the pavilions, surrounded by green trees, gurgling water, bees singing and dancing butterflies, it feels like a fairyland on earth.
A guqin, an extremely handsome man sitting next to it, and two people sitting on stools made of beautiful jade around it. On the bluestone table are a jade pot decorated with phoenix and bird patterns and three exquisite and small jade cups.
One of them is dressed in gorgeous clothes, his behavior is noble and elegant, and the other is as tall as a mountain, bursting out with powerful power everywhere.
The young man in fine clothes frowned slightly, not surprised, and said angrily: "Fellow Taoist Shan, could you please pay attention to your behavior when you are here, Mr. Qin?"
The burly man let out a rough laugh. He didn't care what the young man in fine clothes said and continued to drink from the wine bottle.
The man in brocade robe smiled elegantly, and his slender and graceful fingers danced the strings like clouds and flowing water. His long eyelashes formed a seductive arc on his heart-shaped face. He moved with the music, and the beating notes seemed to be infused with something special.
His soul power affects every plant and tree around him.
"Fellow Taoist Qin's soul attainments have improved again." The young man in Chinese clothes praised.
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"If this continues, if the commander of the Supreme Thirty-sixth Room likes me, he may have to settle for the next best thing." Lin Zixuan thought to himself.
At the same time, he looked in the direction of the old man who was good at dreaming and the middle-aged man who was as strong as a tiger. After constant comparison and careful consideration, he had to make a decision between his refined soul power and his weak physique.
At this moment, a figure finally walked out of the thirty-sixth room, and a sonorous and powerful voice sounded, "My name is Fang Yao, the elder. I am at the peak of blood soul cultivation. Are you willing to join me?"
Then, another figure stepped out of the sky, "You are good at light elements. I, Gu Yuxiu, major in light and dark elements, with peak blood soul cultivation. Are you willing to join my sect?"
"Hahaha, I seem to be late again. I, the Nine Emperor Dragon Master, am a half-step infant fusion, good at strength and wind control. Are you willing to join my sect?" A domineering figure said in the air.
And everyone at the foot of the mountain was shocked. That was half a step into the infant, and it would be enough to be respected anywhere.
Lin Zixuan's heart was surging, and he suppressed the emotions in his heart repeatedly. The element of power, half-step into the infant, wasn't this what he expected in his heart?
At this time, a clear and soft piano sound sounded, sometimes tight and sometimes slow, sometimes tight like a heavy rain knocking on the steps, sometimes slow like a drizzle caressing the tung trees. At the same time, accompanied by a burst of ethereal voice, "I, Qin Yuchen,
Are you willing to worship me as your teacher?" (To be continued)