Murong Limeng quickly found the observation deck of Biyang Academy, the observation deck area is very large, and it is blessed with a special formation, which can change different sizes according to different people!

Murong Limeng and several monks who came in a hurry stepped on the observation deck together, and the area of the entire observation deck immediately increased by dozens of square meters.

It's just that this kind of spell that can change the area is not a great thing, and as long as the cultivation reaches the Jindan stage, it can be cast. However, spells that keep the observation deck changing in size require the power of the spirit crystal to keep running.

A student from Biyang Academy hurried past Murong Limeng, and after walking a distance, he was surprised that the figure of the person he had just missed was very familiar. When he patted his thigh and remembered that the figure was Murong Limeng, a beautiful student he had been lucky enough to meet in the academy, Murong Limeng had been discovered by the senior management of Biyang Academy, and even the people who had known in the Lingji Purple Mansion were enthusiastically surrounding Murong Limeng.

For a while, familiar faces appeared in front of Murong Limeng one by one, familiar voices were in their ears, and there were many acquaintances who couldn't get close, friendly people, and those who had other thoughts.

"Murong Limeng, tell the old man honestly, what kind of state has your current cultivation reached?!" Old Yuan pretended to be serious, but he couldn't hide the smile in his eyes.

"Yuan Lao, are you jealous? I heard you right? haha!" Hua Qing was closest to Yuan Lao, and he joked with a kind smile.

Old Man Yuan pretended to be angry and said, "What kind of foolish words is this? The old man has lived for so many years, and he has never seen any genius? Jealousy? You Hua Lao'er can figure it out! According to the old man, you are jealous of her, right?"

As soon as the words fell, there was a round of good-natured laughter around. For a while, the time experienced in the Spiritual Purple Mansion kept opening in Murong Limeng's mind. She was very moved, at that time, she almost destroyed the entire Spiritual Purple Mansion because of herself, but fortunately, they were all safe and sound.

Murong Limeng replied with a smile: "Elder, I was lucky some time ago and formed a golden pill. ”

"No wonder, we can't see it...... "A few of them have the highest cultivation of Elder Huaqing, and Elder Huaqing is only the cultivation of the sixth layer in the middle of Jindan. Even Hua Qing couldn't see it, so it could be speculated that Murong Limeng's current cultivation must have surpassed the middle stage of Jindan!

In the happy atmosphere, Murong Limeng also keenly felt a cold gaze, and when she turned her head to look at that gaze, Duan Qingmo had already withdrawn her cold gaze and replaced it with a stiff and cold face.

"The performance is good, there is no loss of the face of the Purple Mansion. The mechanized expression of the broken blue ink made the atmosphere of the scene very subtle. As long as you are not stupid, you can hear the coldness and indifference in his tone.

Murong Limeng felt strange, she didn't seem to have offended this person, right? How could he have a strong hostility towards him? No one knew, including Murong Limeng himself, they didn't know that before Duan Qingmo entered the Spirit Machine Purple Mansion, he had a son, and this son was Duan Qingmo's favorite child, and his name was Broken Soul.

Murong Limeng had already forgotten that the evil cultivator who died tragically under the red lotus holy light......

It took a long time for Duan Qingmo to find out what happened on the day of Broken Soul's death, and in the end, all the clues pointed to this genius girl, Murong Limeng.

The revenge of killing his son, he will definitely take revenge for breaking Qingmo!

Murong Limeng once again felt a strong killing intent from Duan Qingmo's body, this time, many people felt it, they all looked at Duan Qingmo strangely, Duan Qingmo was still expressionless, and opposite him, there was a monk in the Enlightenment Period, and his body was split into two!

Everyone exclaimed, they all thought that the broken green ink was evil!Boss Yuan shouted: "Beware of the demon clan!" Everyone looked down and saw that the monk whose body had been cut in half had turned into two black demonic qi and was on a rampage, trying to escape from this observation deck specially prepared for Biyang Academy.

But as soon as the demonic qi appeared, the edge of the observation deck immediately flew out like a fountain, and countless golden points of light flew out, directly hitting the two groups of demonic qi, and in just an instant, the demonic qi was swallowed up by the golden light, and they didn't have time to bump into anyone.

Everyone suddenly realized that Elder Broken Qingmo's killing intent was not aimed at Murong Limeng, but because he had discovered the hidden demon clan......

Murong Limeng smiled meaningfully, as if he didn't notice Duan Qingmo's hostility towards him, he carefully observed Duan Qingmo. This elder's cultivation had already grown from the early stage of spiritual silence to the third level of the early stage of Jindan. According to the difficulty of cultivation, Broken Qingmo can improve his cultivation to three levels in just half a year, which is already very powerful!

Before Murong Limeng came, he had already suppressed his cultivation and controlled it at the seventh layer in the late stage of Jindan. Coincidentally, he was just one level higher than Elder Hua Qing, and he couldn't see through her.

After Murong Limeng and several elders of the Spirit Purple Mansion talked for a while, the high-level officials of Biyang Academy sent Situ Yueying to come and invited Murong Limeng to their side, and Situ Yan was also there.

Murong Limeng noticed that in the lively crowd, there were many monks in regular military uniforms, who were quietly shuttling through different positions, searching for other demons who might have mixed in.

Among the five high-level leaders of Biyang Academy, Situ Yan and Xin Yue were known by Murong Limeng, but the other three were the first time Murong Limeng had met. They knew Murong Limeng, but Murong Limeng didn't know them, so she had to turn her head to look at Situ Yan.

Situ Yan and the others stood at the highest position on the viewing platform, paying close attention to the performance of the disciples of Biyang Academy in the arena. When Murong Limeng came, Situ Yan smiled happily and stretched out his hand: "Congratulations, your cultivation has gone to the next level!"

Murong Limeng shook hands with him with a smile, "Thanks to the dedicated teaching and cultivation of Teacher Situ and other teachers!"

Situ Yan laughed, and the other four cast appreciative glances when they heard that Murong Limeng was so modest.

"These are four of the seven stewards of the Lingji True Mansion: Xin Yue, Ah Zheng, Flower Bone Duoer, and Jian Ruo Porcelain. Situ Yan introduced these people to Murong Limeng one by one.

Murong Limeng's gaze swept over Xingyue, Ah Zheng, Hua Gu Duo'er, Jian Ruoci and others one by one, and knew at a glance that the cultivation of several people was in the fourth layer of the middle Jindan, the eighth layer of the middle Jindan, the third layer of the late Jindan, and the seventh layer of the late Jindan. Although his palms were wearing a pair of black fingerless gloves, Murong Limeng found that his hands were faintly glowing with pure golden light, so she speculated that Xin Yue was practicing metal exercises......