The next day, in the freshman class, thirty-five freshmen students this year listened to Teacher Zi Tong's lecture on the podium.
Since Feng Xuan was absorbed into the inner courtyard, there is no need to come to this class. Today, there is also a troublesome thing, that is, the three-month period for enrollment is coming, and it is three months before entering the trial tower.
Among the cultivators in the Nascent Soul stage, few of them can pass the fifth-level mission.
In other words, soon, those cultivators who failed will be kicked out of the academy and will no longer be students of the academy. Regarding this, not only the cultivators in the Nascent Soul stage are nervous, but also some cultivators in the early stages of leaving the body.
They were also in a bad mood. Although they would not be eliminated at the moment, what about the mission of the eight-story trial tower in ten months and the mission of the ten-story trial tower in one year? They also began to worry.
At this time, Zi Tong on the podium revealed a message to the people in the audience, "There are thirty-six new students this year, but I think there will probably not be more than ten of you left after one year, so
You don’t have to worry, those with insufficient strength will be eliminated sooner or later, it’s just a matter of time.”
This is not a word of encouragement, but a slap in the face to put pressure on these students. One year, they can only stay again for one year. Since many people immediately look away, then use the one-year
Try your best to learn more things when you have time. Regardless of whether you can stay in the end, it is already a supreme honor to be able to enter the Immortal Academy when you are young. Even if you are forced to leave later, you will still be able to get along very well in the mainland.
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"New student Qing Ling, come to the dean's office!"
Suddenly, without any warning, a voice sounded silently outside the classroom door. At the same time, everyone looked outside, but could not see anyone. They were surprised and wondered if what they just heard was an illusion.
listen.
Zi Tong saw everyone's thoughts and unexpectedly glanced at Qing Ling's position with a strange expression, "In this case, then you should go to the dean's office. The dean's office is in Xiandao Academy except for the trial tower.
The highest place outside, you can see it when you go out."
Qing Ling nodded, stood up from her position, stretched out her arms, made eye contact with her five companions for a moment, signaled that she was fine and that everyone didn't need to worry, and then walked out of the classroom alone...
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After leaving the class, Qing Ling stood upstairs and looked around, and finally found the tallest building in the center of Xiandao Academy, a gray-white classical high-rise building, with a tall tower like a spire in the center, more than 20 meters high.
There is a small room at the top of the building, which is lifted up by the round and slender building below. From a distance, it looks like an upside-down sword. Although it looks good, such a building is definitely not practical, and
Because of this, Qing Ling had a "slutty" impression on this so-called dean's office.
It seemed that there was no way to go up to that towering building. Is it necessary to fly up like this? With this idea, Qing Ling immediately took action, tiptoeing, and a flying sword flew from the Qiankun ring in his hand.
It flew out, and its delicate figure immediately landed on the flying sword, turning into an afterimage and flying towards the dean's office...
"Who is so bold! How dare you fly with a sword in the Immortal Academy!"
A shocking sound like thunder spread throughout the entire Immortal Academy. The next second, Qing Ling felt that the air around her suddenly condensed, and the flying sword under her feet shattered into pieces with a "crash--" and her whole body
I was suddenly sucked in by a pulling force, and felt dizzy for a while, and my vision went dark. When I saw the light, I was already in a large, wide and bright room.
"Little girl, you are quite courageous. Don't you know that in the Immortal Academy, apart from the dean and the elders, only the disciples of the inner courtyard can fly with swords in the Immortal Academy?"
The voice was strange and joking. Qing Ling slowly raised her head. The first thing she saw was a huge table. There was a sign in front of the table with the word 'Principal' written on it. Could this be the principal's office? She had just
I have been brought here instantly.
I continued to slowly look up, and then I saw the appearance of this man clearly. He was a mustached man in his twenties, with thick eyebrows, big eyes, a high nose, and a big mouth. His facial features looked good alone, but when put together they looked...
It really gave this person an air of obscenity out of thin air.
This... isn't this the teacher with the mustache from the time of enrollment? Why is he sitting in the principal's office?
Qing Ling calmed down and replied in a gentle voice, "I'm sorry, I didn't know before, but disciples of the inner court can fly with swords. I think I will become a disciple of the inner court soon. So it doesn't seem to be a big deal to fly in advance.
What's the big mistake?"
Qing Ling's confident answer clearly made Principal Mustache's expression stagnant. He glanced at what had just happened and asked again, "Little girl, you were the one who took away the distraction of the Demonic Shadow Ancestor, right?"
?" The mustachioed principal's tone was obviously suspicious.
Qing Ling was shocked. It seemed that Feng Xuan had told Principal Mustache about the eleventh level, otherwise he wouldn't have known that it was the Shadow Ancestor who he 'bombed' away.
"Yes." Qing Ling replied neither humble nor arrogantly, and met the eyes of Principal Mustache.