White Turin Divisional Academy, Fighting Platforms.

The sun was shining, and in the largest ring in the fighting platform, there were nearly 2,000 people standing, and it was this group of new students who had just been admitted to the hospital.

In some places not far away, there are hundreds of people scattered scattered, these are all old students who have entered the school, and they just belong to the excitement.

Although the sun is exceptionally good today, it is still the middle of winter, and the scorching sun does not bring much warmth.

It was now nearly noon, and the new trainees had been standing here since the morning, and the new students were starting to get impatient.

After the deacon of the college led them to this place, he simply told them to wait here, and then the wait was half a day.

Sunlight is not a problem, and the cold midwinter is not a problem, after all, the worst of these students is also a spirit master of the Enlightenment Realm, although it is not that the cold and heat are invasive, but this temperature at least has little effect.

But these new students are all teenagers and girls who are only sixteen years old, and their hearts are beating, so they stand like this for a long time, and they will inevitably complain.

If it weren't for the deacons of the academy guarding him, I'm afraid that many people would want to leave.

There were nearly 2,000 people, and even if only half of the people were whispering, the scene was very noisy.

"What do you mean, the academy just left us hanging out here and didn't ask?"

"It's not going to be here for a day, is it?"

"I was hungry because I didn't eat in the morning because I was afraid of being late. ”

"This is a waste of my cultivation time, doesn't the academy know how precious time is?"

All kinds of chattering and complaining voices filled Fang An's ears, making his mood a little irritable.

It's not because he stood for a long time, he didn't waste half a day, he had been spending time in cultivation, and for Fang An, who could cultivate on the back of the black horse, it was not difficult to cultivate while standing.

The main reason is that Fang An really doesn't like such a noisy environment.

Finally, after another half an hour had passed, a figure finally appeared on the high platform in front of the ring.

Eight teenagers and girls appeared on the high platform, all graceful and luxurious, with extraordinary demeanor, and at first glance they were dragons and phoenixes among people, which instantly attracted the attention of all the students.

"Who are these?"

"Looking at your age, are you also a student of the academy?"

"Wow, these two beauties are so beautiful!

"It's hard to say, these don't look like ordinary people, and besides, shouldn't new students stand with us, can they be mentors when they stand on it?"

The appearance of these eight people did not make the scene quiet, but instantly detonated the entire ring.

Fang An stood in the crowd with a complicated expression, he never expected to see an acquaintance, and it was two.

"Silence!"

At this time, a majestic voice came from above the clouds, and all the students who were still talking closed their mouths in unison, and the originally noisy scene suddenly became audible.

Then a middle-aged man in a white robe slowly fell from the sky and finally stood in front of the eight people on the high platform.

"Transformation Realm!"

Fang An silently judged that only the spirit master of the Second Realm of Transformation could fly in the sky without the help of external forces.

Thinking of the news I heard before, this incarnate spirit master should be the dean of the White Turin Master Academy, the son of the White King----- Bai Di Cheng.

"You are spiritual masters, and since the moment you awakened, you have left the realm of mortals and entered a new world. Although you are still young, since you have entered the path of a spirit master, it means that you are no longer the same as the boys of the mortal world. ”

"Patience, calmness, bravery, determination, perseverance······ Any powerful spirit master must possess these qualities. Of course, now you are just a group of newcomers with low cultivation, but it doesn't matter, the White Turin Academy is the place where you can grow up quickly. ”

"From now on, you have only one purpose, that is, to become stronger! to become stronger! As long as you become strong, money, power, beauty, these things that the world desires, you can get at your fingertips!"

"As long as you become strong, you can control the lives of tens of millions of people, you can get thousands of years of longevity, immortality, and you will even have the opportunity to become the master of this world and dominate the world!"

"The academy will provide you with spiritual pills, spiritual skills, and spiritual weapons, all you need is to cultivate desperately and become stronger quickly······! Get stronger!"

Bai Dicheng's obviously inflammatory words suddenly made these teenagers breathe rapidly, and their eyes burst out with a strong desire, which was the desire to become stronger.

Fang An was no exception, and if he wanted to become stronger quickly, it would be too simple, he only needed to deprive people of his life.

"You only need to kill some mortals, there are so many people in this world, people are dying all the time, what does it matter if you kill more! It's a big deal to protect these mortals more after you become stronger!"

"And you also need to go to the sky scar to find your parents, the sooner you become stronger, the less dangerous your parents will be. Come on, let's kill people, after you become stronger, you can repay Aunt Xue and protect Yuanyuan, and you can also go to Youzhou for revenge, you were driven out in such a mess, don't you want to take revenge? As long as you kill some people, everything can come true!"

There seemed to be a voice in Fang An's mind whispering, urging, tempting, like a demon whispering, making Fang An's whole person tremble with excitement.

"It's just killing, I want to ······ Become stronger!" Fang An's eyes gradually condensed with killing intent and blood light.

"No, no, it shouldn't be like this!" Fang An's gaze suddenly swept over the emerald green figure on the high platform, and a trace of clarity suddenly flashed in his eyes, and the figures of his parents appeared in his mind one after another, as well as Aunt Xue and Yuan Yuan, and even the trio of the Black Tiger Gang.

The appearance of these relatives and friends was like a fountain of ice pouring into Fang An's heart and recalling his consciousness.

He's going to get stronger, yes, but certainly not in this way!

Fang An, who had gained a moment of clarity, quickly threw all his consciousness into the death realm, looking at the eternal spirit of death, Fang An's heart finally calmed down.

Thinking of his previous state, Fang An couldn't help but be afraid for a while, if he didn't wake up at the last moment, he was afraid that there would be another blood demon in this world.

Moreover, Fang An's ability is even more powerful than that of the Blood Demon, because the Blood Demon can only quickly enhance his cultivation, while Fang An can also increase his lifespan while enhancing his cultivation!

An immortal blood demon who fears that the whole world will plunge into a dark age!

"Boy, what kind of place is this!" At this time, Jing Chuan's ghost appeared in front of Fang An, looking at Fang An's consciousness projection and asked.

Jing Chuan's spirit is about to collapse these days, and the Death Realm is dark, and there is nothing but the unchanging black fog.

Jing Chuan didn't even know how long time had passed, and when he saw Fang An's consciousness projection at this moment, he didn't care about taking revenge on Fang An, the murderer, and hurriedly asked.

Fang An didn't have the heart to deal with Jing Chuan, and with a wave of his hand, countless black mist turned into a violent wind, blowing Jing Chuan away.

This is Fang An's Death Realm, where he is the master of this world······ Except for not being able to control that huge spirit of death.

After driving away Jingchuan, Fang An thought carefully about everything that had just happened, and finally understood.

"It's a divine mind!"

Bai Dicheng obviously used his divine sense to forcibly guide the spirit of the new students, so that the new students would take his words as the most reasonable sayings.

Divine consciousness cannot directly control others, but it can plant a seed in the hearts of others.

The new students are all fifteen or sixteen-year-old teenagers, and they were originally uncertain, but now they are guided by the White Emperor like this, and they are afraid that they will put the idea of "becoming stronger" in the first place, and even really do not compromise in order to become stronger!

Moreover, the White Turin Master Academy has been in operation for three years, and I believe that this White Emperor Cheng is not the first time to use the Divine Sense Seed Mind.

No wonder the entire academy is so deserted, I'm afraid that the old students in front of me are all cultivating desperately and want to become stronger.

This is clearly not a well-intentioned guide!

Fortunately in the academy, these students only need to practice hard, resources are distributed every month, and battles are only limited to students.

However, once these students leave the academy, I am afraid that in order to quickly obtain cultivation resources, it is not impossible to do murder and looting.

Unless they are people with a strong mind like Fang An, the shackles of human nature are afraid that they will not be able to restrain them. As long as you become stronger, you can do anything.

"What does Bai Wang mean by this, aren't you afraid that these students will disrupt the order of Baizhou in the future?"

Fang An couldn't understand that the White Emperor dared to do this, obviously allowed by the White King. But a chaotic White State must be extremely unfavorable to the rule of the White King.

"Could it be that the White King has a way to control these students?" Fang Anxin guessed, he really couldn't figure out what kind of medicine was sold in the White King's gourd.

Fang An separated his consciousness and left the death realm, looking at everything that happened in front of him with an expressionless face.

However, in order not to be aware of the difference between him and others, he immediately showed a fanatical look on his face.

Most of his consciousness was placed within the Death Realm, which was enough for Fang An not to be disturbed by the Divine Consciousness Seed Thoughts.

Fang An looked fanatical on the surface, but he was extremely calm in his heart. He secretly observed the eight people on the high platform, their expressions were not unusual, it was obvious that the divine consciousness of the White Emperor was mainly used on these ordinary students.

Also, these eight people have noble statuses, including the princes of Great Xia, and the rest are all princes and grandsons of the kings of various states, and their status is not lower than that of the White Emperor.

If Emperor Bai Cheng dared to use the Divine Sense Seed Thoughts on them, he was afraid that the entire Bai Clan royal family would be wiped out by the combined efforts of the elders of these eight people.

Bai Dicheng's speech ended quickly, and the new students regained their composure.

On the surface, there is no difference, but the concept of these new students has been reversed, and becoming stronger in the future is their first element, even if it is relatives and friends, morality and humanity, it is difficult to restrain them.

Fang Anxin couldn't help but shudder, these people are likely to become a gang of thugs in the future!

What is the reason and what purpose can make the White King not hesitate to shake the rule of Baizhou in the future, but also create such a group of spiritual masters!

"These eight have the top bloodlines in the entire world, and they are the most powerful group of spirit masters in their age. And now, they are your classmates, and you can surpass them through your own efforts!"

Finally, Bai Dicheng pointed to the eight people on the high platform and said.

The audience suddenly erupted in enthusiastic cheers.

For these words, the eight people on the stage have different expressions, some are disdainful, some are gentle, some are indifferent, and some are eager.

There was even one person who showed a charming smile to everyone in the audience.