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The heavy snowfall, which has been falling for more than a month, seems to have stopped for a short time.

Only the occasional north wind blows the scattered snow flakes down from the branches of the tall mountain trees, and still tirelessly rolls them in the air, and finally silently disappears by the breath of passers-by in the mountain forest, or falls on people's hairs dotted with three thousand green silks.

This is somewhere in the middle of the Bodhi Mountains in an unknown mountain forest.

There is a warm stream flowing quietly in the night.

Whether it is the snowflakes falling in the sky or the snowflakes swept up by the wind in the jungle, they are silently assimilated by the warm stream.

A pair of white hands reached into the warm stream and washed them simply.

Then many legs wearing black hospital clothes appeared by the stream, and many hands invariably reached into the stream to hold the warm stream, some gently brought it to their mouths, and some washed their faces.

The stream is warm and sweet.

Wiping the water drops on his cheeks, the ornament of the pendant on his waist inadvertently fell into the stream, Li Xingyun hurriedly reached out and probed into the stream, but he didn't let the ornament be washed away by the stream.

Li Xingyun looked at Bodhi, who still had the warmth of the stream in his hand, and remembered many things he had experienced in the Taoist temple, and couldn't help but smile and shake his head.

What he was holding in his hand was Bodhi, but it was not an ordinary Bodhi.

Different from the Bodhi Seed he obtained under the Bodhi Tree after entering the Bodhi Academy, the Bodhi Seed in his hand was as bright red as blood.

Not only him, but also the classmates who entered the Dustless Taoist Temple and underwent months of hellish ordeal before leaving together, all regained new tokens that belonged to the status of students of Bodhi Academy.

Blood-colored Bodhi.

The teacher in the Taoist temple called it 'Blood Bodhi'.

"The rules of the academy for thousands of years, but when faced with the challenge of a student wearing a black academy uniform and wearing a blood bodhi, all students in the academy, whether in the inner or outer courtyard, must accept it unconditionally. Yue Sanren squatted beside Li Xingyun, looked at the blood Bodhi in his hand and raised his eyebrows and said with emotion.

All the students wearing black college uniforms beside Nuanxi all cast their eyes.

They all held a blood bodhi in their hands.

Ever since they got these Blood Bodhi from the old Daoist Master of the Ancestor level who was proficient in the Five-Character Sect in the Taoist Temple, and learned about the story about the black courtyard uniform and the Blood Bodhi that had been circulating in the academy for a long time, their hearts had been in a state of excitement.

The excitement of the rest of the life, the excitement of raising eyebrows, the excitement of being extraordinary.

They used to be losers.

In the dilemma, they lost at the hands of their best classmates.

Those closest siblings were personally cut off from the hope of a bright and graceful life in the academy.

Victory or defeat is only a matter of thought.

At that moment, they fell from heaven to hell, and since then they have bid farewell to the world and accepted the most cruel trials and punishments in hell.

After a few months, they are back.

Transformed from a dust-free Taoist temple.

The great road proclaimed during the day made almost all of them have the experience of breaking the realm.

Now they are no longer the team of the losers.

They have a lot of self-confidence. Their self-confidence comes from strength.

Their strength is not inferior to those classmates in the academy who enjoy the warm sunshine of the world.

They are the kings of return.

Dressed in black uniforms and blood-colored Bodhi, they became the protagonists of the long-said story in the academy.

As the main character, you have the right to continue to write your own story.

They came back to regain their rights.

"Makichino, they're back. Su Xiaofan pointed to the mountains and forests and said.

Li Xingyun and the others' eyes followed Su Xiaofan's direction.

All the students in black college uniforms looked at them eagerly.

There were three figures in black uniforms walking out of the jungle.

Mu Qianye in the Liuzi Gate, the Li Judge in the Liuzi Gate, and Xia Ziyu in the Xingzi Gate.

All of them were the top students who received the first grade in the college entrance examination.

They were also Peng Jiu's ten sons.

It's just that in the original dilemma mountain assessment, one thought couldn't bear it, and one thought was lost in the hands of his ten sons.

"What's going on, have you heard any news?" asked Yue Sansan.

"I have understood clearly, the fireworks that bloomed all the way were set off by Jiang Manlou's guy to celebrate his victory over the ten sons of the Inner Courtyard Spiegel Terrace. Mu Qianye arched his hand to his classmates and said.

This news was indeed a bit surprising to these students wearing black college uniforms.

They fell silent for a moment.

Originally, I thought that this return would definitely be able to wash away the shame of the defeat of the dilemma mountain at the beginning, but I didn't expect that after a few months, those who practiced in the academy already had the strength to replace the seventeen mirror platforms in the inner courtyard.

It is said that after three days, it should be impressive, and now it seems that it is not false at all.

"It's really unexpected. Su Xiaofan said.

"Actually, it makes sense. These days, we have all made such progress in our cultivation strength, and those guys are not ordinary people, and the various cultivation conditions in the academy are much stronger than ours, so they naturally won't stay where they were when they first entered the school waiting for us to catch up. Otherwise, our return will be too boring. Liluo, who stood with his sword in his arms, said calmly.

"Indeed, we are not what we used to be. The seventeen mirror towers in the inner courtyard of the academy have always been something we have heard of, but none of us know their true strength. Since we haven't compared, how do we know that we are inferior?" the three of them also said.

"But then again, I saw a lot of fireworks going off along the way. I don't know what Jiang Manlou's record is in Spiegel now?" Li Xingyun said back to the topic.

This answer is undoubtedly something that everyone is desperate to know.

They wanted to know what level of strength those former comrades of the Ten Sons had reached.

Mu Qianye and Judge Li glanced at each other.

At that glance, they saw a little surprise in each other.

"From this morning until now, there have been thirteen fireworks along the way, which means that they have won thirteen games in a row, and they have swept thirteen mirrors in the inner courtyard one after another!" Judge Li breathed heavily, and finally said.

Won thirteen Spiegels in a row.

Li Xingyun frowned slightly when he heard this data.

"Then in this way, the end of their battle is in the fifth mirror platform?" Shen Tianxin, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly spoke.

This is a very beautiful girl.

Her strength is also very strong, ranking fifteenth on the Dixuan List, and she is almost second only to Nancy Han.

Everyone's eyes seemed to be glued to the three of them, and they couldn't take them off anymore.

Looking at the impatient gaze, Judge Li shook his head: "No." It was after the replacement of the third Spiegel that it stopped. ”

Shen Tian was thoughtful.

Su Xiaofan was thoughtful.

Departure is also thoughtful.

They hadn't seen each other for months, and they had thought that the strength of those guys would improve, but they didn't expect it to improve so quickly.

What is the strength of the third Spiegel Terrace in the inner courtyard of the academy, and how does it compare to myself today?

These questions seemed to start flooding their minds, with questions.

These questions need to be answered.

"Actually, the questions are simple. Li Xingyun suddenly spoke.

All eyes were on him.

The scholar glanced around at everyone and then said with a smile: "We just need to try, won't it be clear?"

"How do you try?" asked the three of them.

"Go to the second Spiegel Terrace!" Li Xingyun said and left first.

The direction is the second Mingjing Platform in the inner courtyard of the college.

In these days in the Dustless Taoist Temple, the various performances of scholar Li Xingyun have made him faintly likely to become the head of these students in black academy uniforms.

Especially after Xuanyi Dao, he broke through three realms in a row, and there is no doubt that he is the person with the highest realm cultivation among all the students today.

Li Xingyun is gone.

All the students behind him followed.