The library of Qingyang College is open to the outside world, and students can freely read the exercises, and practice with their abilities, including Qi Cultivation Area, Body Refining Area, Soul Refining Area, Birds and Beasts Area, Fish and Insect Area, Flower and Tree Area, etc., which are very complicated to classify, but for those courses that can only be accessed by senior grades, Wang Ping has no heart to study, he wants to learn from the most basic things first, mainly to see if the credit points of the "Three Realms Point List" will increase because of his study.

He and Huang Li, Xue Fei, and Lin Zifeng went to the soul refining area, and Wang Ping casually found a book, called "Introduction to the Basic Cultivation of Water Attribute Dragon Soul", he was very happy, but he didn't expect that it would be a book that met his own needs. He found an empty seat, sat down in his chair, and began to read carefully......

"Wang Ping, the library building is about to close, aren't you going back?"

Huang Li and Xue Fei appeared behind him hand in hand, and I don't know where to go.

Wang Ping glanced out the window, he didn't expect it to be dark, no wonder he didn't notice that there were glowing spars on the ceiling of the library building, which were too advanced, and the round spars were worth a lot.

Wang Ping closed the book and yawned: "Time flies so fast, I don't know if I can borrow it." ”

Concubine Xue said, "Of course, you can go to the librarian at the door to register." Wang Ping said: "Thank you for the reminder." He asked again, "Why don't you see Lin Zifeng?"

Huang Li said: "He, he just came and walked around and left, saying that he was going back to the dormitory to make up for sleep." ”

When Wang Ping was registering at the door with the library, Xu Taiqing, the old man guarding the library, stared at him with mysterious eyes for a long time, and he was terrified when he saw it, and couldn't help asking, "Teacher, is there any problem?"

Xu Taiqing coughed dryly: "No, it's okay, let's go." ”

Wang Ping felt inexplicable, could it be that he could not see the identity of his traverser? It seems that he will have to act cautiously in the future.

Qingyang College covers an area of more than 30,000 acres, in addition to various training grounds and teaching buildings, rockeries and lakes are readily available, and no student has an independent dormitory, after all, that cultivator doesn't have a little privacy of his own?

After Wang Ping returned to the dormitory, he read at night, and it was not until dawn that he finished reading the entire "Introduction to the Basic Cultivation of the Water Attribute Dragon Soul", he took out the whip and silently recited [class], after entering the Three Realms classroom, he opened the roll call, only to see that the [credit points] on it became 0279 points, Wang Ping remembered that the number of pages he read in the introductory chapter was also 279, it seems that learning is really useful, no wonder knowledge is wealth.

The whip shook a few times, and a familiar voice prompted: Teacher Wang Ping, you have completed your first study, have you taken out the teaching supplies?

"Huh?"

Wang Ping was stunned for a moment, in addition to the roll call and the whip, are there any other gifts?

He silently said [extraction] in his heart.

I saw a white light on the lectern, and after a few breaths, a bottle of blue ink, a bottle of red ink, a bottle of black ink, and a box of white chalk, a box of colored chalk, and a blackboard eraser appeared.

Wang Ping's face was black: "That's it?"

He thought he was going to give some kind of anti-heaven artifact, but it seemed that he was thinking too much.

"No, the Three Realms Roll Call can be rewarded by roll call, so this ink, chalk, and blackboard eraser are certainly not ordinary things, and may be of great use. Wang Ping picked up the blue ink, and the small print annotation wrote: Blue, representing hope and loyalty, will deduct the corresponding credit points every time you write, please use it with caution.

The red ink bottle is also marked with small print: red, which represents luck and vitality, and the corresponding credit points will be deducted for each writing, so please use it with caution. He looked at the black inkwell and the blackboard eraser, and the labels on them were similar.

"It seems that the credit points are the direction that I want to work towards in the future. ”

When Wang Ping looked at the roll call, he found that the more than 200 credit points on it had been cleared, and when he was puzzled, a prompt sound: Teacher Wang Ping, you have successfully claimed the "Three Realms Roll Call" and consumed 279 credits, please carefully check your signature and check carefully, if there is any error, it will not be modified!

"Damn, if you want to consume credit points, you don't have to warn in advance, this is an afterthought!"

He turned to the title page and looked at the roll call list signature, but it was not Wang Ping!

“......”

Wang Ping looked confused: "What's the matter?"

The signature on the title page of the roll call is three gilded characters "Wind", "Qing", "Jun"!

"Wait, the prompt just now seems to say that if there is a mistake, it will not be modified, this person's name is not right, there will be no sequelae, right?" As soon as Wang Ping's words fell, there was a pinprick-like tingling pain in his temple, and a large number of unfamiliar memories poured into his mind, he held his head in pain and gritted his teeth, and after a while, his eyes were clear, it turned out that the body he possessed turned out to be Feng Qingjun!

He inherited all the memories of Feng Qingjun!

Feng Qingjun, a god emperor of the Dragon Seal Continent, three thousand years ago, when he was in Kunlun Mountain, he was robbed of luck by his proud female disciple Haoyue and fell, and was secretly buried in the tomb of the gods. Haoyue, who harmed him, was none other than the current master of the Dragon Seal Continent - Haoyue Empress!

For the memories that suddenly poured into his mind, Wang Ping was a little unexpected, but he was helpless, he used someone else's body, and accepting his memories seemed to be smooth, and possessing an ancient god emperor didn't seem to be too much of a loss, right?

As for the grievances between Empress Haoyue and Feng Qingjun, he didn't want to pay attention to it, he had to keep a low profile in the future, otherwise Empress Haoyue would find out that 'Feng Qingjun' had come back from the dead, and it would be difficult to guarantee that he would not be a killer again. Thinking of this, Wang Ping felt a little afraid, he now has an invisible enemy, and he is also the master of this world, it seems that he will have a lot of trouble in the future.

"Feng Qingjun can cultivate to become a god emperor, then I inherited his body and memory, so it is said that it is not bad?"

Wang Ping comforted himself, as long as he was stronger than Empress Haoyue in the future, he would be able to avenge Feng Qingjun, of course, the main thing was to eliminate a hidden danger for himself. But this is not an overnight thing, and it has to be figured out slowly.

He silently recited [after class] and returned to his dormitory, and soon after he fell asleep, he remembered the sound of the wake-up bell in his ears, and he looked at the bell tower through the window, where there was a circular array timetable, it was only half past five! He remembered that the students in the lower grades of Qingyang College had to run for three hours of morning exercise!!

When Wang Ping came to the playground, the students of each class from the first to the fifth grade began to assemble in the playground, and after awakening the dragon soul, their physical strength was much stronger than that of ordinary people.

However, when you reach middle grade, you don't have to run morning exercises, and if you don't have classes in the morning, you can sleep to your heart's content. There are many students who lack self-discipline, but they are slowly abolished in their sleep, and their cultivation grades have plummeted after entering the middle grade, and there are even those who have been persuaded to quit because of their lack of cultivation.

After running down for three hours, Wang Ping was sweating, it is said that he inherited the body of Feng Qingjun's God Emperor, shouldn't it be like this?

After the morning exercise, Wang Ping planned to find out, he ate breakfast and went to the library alone, found a book of self-examination of the dragon soul in the soul refining area, and carefully read the secret of how to look at the dragon soul. In the morning, when he returned to his dormitory, he immediately lit a stick of incense and began to meditate according to the guidance of the scriptures......