How could the dean not hear the sound of Tutor Yun's words, his third class is not Yuan Tian's third class but Class B, Class A is in front, followed by Class 4 and Class 5, Tutor Yun's Class B has failed continuously, causing her to feel very unhappy, his class is full of girls, and none of them are promising, almost all of them are defeated in the ring, it can be said that they have lost face.

In the third class, it can be said that everyone is the laughing stock, what Tutor Yun said just now, it is nothing more than to dig Yuan Tian over, cultivate him with his heart to participate in the competition, and give his squad leader face, the dean sighed and said, "You still concentrate on disciplining the affairs of your own class, as for the others, you can't force them, not to mention that as soon as Class A enters, if you want him to let him out, you are daydreaming." ”

After saying that, he left the second floor directly, and Master Yun stood up helplessly, glanced out the window, and then shook his head and left.

At nightfall

Yuan Tian was cultivating, and suddenly a young man's voice came from outside the door, "Yuan Tian, open the door, it's me, don't leave." Yuan Tian stopped cultivating, slowly stood up and said, "Come in." Then with a wave of his hand to withdraw the formation, Mo Li slowly walked in, and found that the aura of the power of chaos was all around.

There are also many people who cultivate the power of chaos in the divine realm, but no one has cultivated to the point of becoming supernatural, they all stop at a certain realm, and they will never be able to advance an inch, after all, the power of chaos is very difficult to control, and the higher the realm, the more difficult it is to control, which leads to the fact that people who cultivate the power of chaos will never be able to advance an inch.

But Mo Li forgot one thing, people who cultivate the power of chaos, if they don't get the seeds of chaos, even if they cultivate all their lives, they are just scratching the surface, Mo Li said with some regret, "Yuan Tian, are you cultivating the power of chaos?" During the day, Yuan Tian hid his breath, he didn't use his divine sense to investigate seriously, if he used it, he would have known it a long time ago, but out of politeness and respect, he didn't do it.

Yuan Tian said naturally, "It is indeed the power of chaos, but so far, it has only slightly understood the surface. Mo Li heard this and hurriedly said, "I advise you not to cultivate the power of chaos, there are many people who cultivate the power of chaos in the god realm, but they will never be able to advance an inch, the highest cultivation is only a mere god realm cultivation, although the power of chaos is domineering, at the same stage when the opponent encounters a person who cultivates the power of chaos, he will inevitably lose in the hands of the power of chaos, but the realm is always so low." ”

Yuan Tian knew what Mo Li meant, and he didn't say anything, but instead asked, "Mo Li, is there something you have to do this time?" Seeing that Yuan Tian didn't want to dwell on the issue of the power of chaos, Mo Li sighed and said, "I came this time, in fact, I didn't have anything to do, I just came to chat with you." ”

Just as Yuan Tian was about to say something, he found that Mo Li was holding a book in his hand, which said "Tianyun Continent", these words were too conspicuous, so he asked strangely, "Mo Li, why did you suddenly study Tianyun Continent?"

Hearing Yuan Tian ask, Mo Li glanced at the book in his hand, and then said, "Actually, it's just curiosity, after all, the mainland was divided back then." ”

"Split?"

Yuan Tian suddenly felt a strange feeling, Mo Li looked at Yuan Tian with strange eyes, as if he was saying that he didn't even know about this, but he still said patiently, "The Divine Realm, the Tianyun Continent, the Sea Realm, the Chaos Realm, the Ghost Realm, and the Immortal Realm were originally a continent, and hundreds of thousands of years ago, it was the golden age of the Sword Vein Master. ”

Mo Li continued, "We are getting stronger and stronger, angering the people of the Feather Spirit Realm, they sent a God of War, at that time we resisted together with other races, and finally the Realm God of the Feather Spirit Realm descended, and with a single sword, the Guyun Continent was split into six pieces. ”

Hearing this, Yuan Tian understood that hundreds of thousands of years ago the continent was one, and the God Realm was also a part of the Tianyun Continent, Mo Li continued at this time, "Back then, the Realm God originally planned to destroy everything, but at that critical moment, Tian Yuanzi stood up, and he fought against the Realm God with his own strength, and then somehow, the Feather Spirit Realm retreated. ”

Yuan Tian didn't expect that Tian Yuanzi's strength back then was so terrifying, Mo Li took out a book from the space ring at this time and said, "This book is a record of everything in the mainland, you can take it and take a look." Yuan Tian took the book, read a page or two casually, and the two chatted until midnight.

Mo Licai left the place where Yuan Tian lived, and the news he learned from Mo Li's mouth could be said to have surprised Yuan Tian, and he glanced out the window, it was already late at night, and there was a rattling sound from the bamboo outside, although it was a little noisy, it gave him a feeling of relaxation and joy, and immediately waved his hand The room closed again, and Yuan Tian meditated and practiced again, after all, he only went to the academy to report the day after tomorrow.

At this time, the space in front of Yuan Tian was distorted, and Yuan Tian, who sensed this scene, hurriedly stopped cultivating, only to see Ao Tiancheng appear in front of Yuan Tian and say, "Are you still used to living here?" Yuan Tian nodded, Ao Tiancheng can be said to be the first time to care so much about others.

And Yuan Tian couldn't have imagined that it was already the middle of the night, this Ao Tiancheng would actually come over at this time, only to see Ao Tiancheng take out three books and hand them to Yuan Tian directly, and then he didn't say anything, just turned around and left.

Yuan Tian glanced at the books strangely, these books recorded the rules of the third class, at this time, the Taixu Sword flew out, shook violently, and a familiar voice came, "Master, master?" This voice Yuan Tian couldn't be more familiar, it was the Yu Ling'er he thought about day and night, Yuan Tian stood up suddenly, his lips trembled and said, "It's me, Ling'er, you wait for me, I will save you soon......"

Yu Ling'er's voice was weak, it seemed to be very weak, although Yuan Tian couldn't see others, but he also heard something, so he asked with concern, "Ling'er, what's wrong with you?" Suddenly, the Taixu Sword emitted a golden light, directly pulling Yuan Tian into the Heavenly Tower, but strangely, it seemed to be a wisp of his remnant soul that came in.

The moment he just came in, he saw Yu Ling'er lying on the ground, already close to the threat of death, Yuan Tian choked for a while, ran over directly, and just wanted to pick up Yu Ling'er, but found that his hand passed directly through Yu Ling'er, and he was not physically present.

Yu Ling'er coughed violently, slowly propped herself up from the ground, faced Yuan Tian and said, "Master, Ling'er is probably not good." When Yuan Tian heard this, he suddenly felt that the sky had fallen, and he was just about to say something, when suddenly Yuan Tian came to his senses.

"Ling'er!"

The Taixu Sword suddenly fell to the ground and was dim, this is a sign of the death of the sword spirit, at this time, the Taixu Sword regained its brilliance, and a woman flew out of the Taixu Sword, this is the new sword spirit, that is to say, Yu Ling'er is dead.

"No, no!"

It was as if he didn't believe all this, and he couldn't believe it, didn't he say that it would take a hundred years?

"Ghost Emperor, I, Yuan Tian, are inseparable from you!"

At this time, the space in front of Yuan Tian was distorted, and Yuan Tian, who sensed this scene, hurriedly stopped cultivating, only to see Ao Tiancheng appear in front of Yuan Tian and say, "Are you still used to living here?" Yuan Tian nodded, Ao Tiancheng can be said to be the first time to care so much about others.

And Yuan Tian couldn't have imagined that it was already the middle of the night, this Ao Tiancheng would actually come over at this time, only to see Ao Tiancheng take out three books and hand them to Yuan Tian directly, and then he didn't say anything, just turned around and left.

Yuan Tian glanced at the books strangely, these books recorded the rules of the third class, at this time, the Taixu Sword flew out, shook violently, and a familiar voice came, "Master, master?" This voice Yuan Tian couldn't be more familiar, it was the Yu Ling'er he thought about day and night, Yuan Tian stood up suddenly, his lips trembled and said, "It's me, Ling'er, you wait for me, I will save you soon......"

Yu Ling'er's voice was weak, it seemed to be very weak, although Yuan Tian couldn't see others, but he also heard something, so he asked with concern, "Ling'er, what's wrong with you?" Suddenly, the Taixu Sword emitted a golden light, directly pulling Yuan Tian into the Heavenly Tower, but strangely, it seemed to be a wisp of his remnant soul that came in.

The moment he just came in, he saw Yu Ling'er lying on the ground, already close to the threat of death, Yuan Tian choked for a while, ran over directly, and just wanted to pick up Yu Ling'er, but found that his hand passed directly through Yu Ling'er, and he was not physically present.

Yu Ling'er coughed violently, slowly propped herself up from the ground, faced Yuan Tian and said, "Master, Ling'er is probably not good." When Yuan Tian heard this, he suddenly felt that the sky had fallen, and he was just about to say something, when suddenly Yuan Tian came to his senses.

"Ling'er!"

The Taixu Sword suddenly fell to the ground and was dim, this is a sign of the death of the sword spirit, at this time, the Taixu Sword regained its brilliance, and a woman flew out of the Taixu Sword, this is the new sword spirit, that is to say, Yu Ling'er is dead.

"No, no!"

It was as if he didn't believe all this, and he couldn't believe it, didn't he say that it would take a hundred years?

"Ghost Emperor, I, Yuan Tian, are inseparable from you!"