"A book?" Ling Luo put down the chopsticks in his hand.

Zai nodded and said, "Sister Ke still remembers the dozens of books I picked up from the book burning pit of the library tower half a month ago, and one of them was a book for cultivation. ”

The first thing that came to Ling Luo's mind was the black cover, as well as dense tadpole-like distorted handwriting.

She was suspicious in her heart, she was very uneasy, she couldn't even recognize the weird ancient characters in her heart, it was not some kind of evil art.

"Xiao Zheng, can you give me one of the dozens of books you brought from the book burning pit?" Ling Luo made a request, thinking in his heart that he would definitely study it.

"yes, okay." A smile appeared on his face, and he said, "I have two copies with me now. ”

As he spoke, he took out a book with a thin black cover and gilded rim from the ring Ling Luo gave him, and handed it over.

Ling Luo took the book, flipped through two pages casually, and without looking at it much, he put it away with him.

After breakfast, Ling Luo followed Xuanyuan Yu to the homework room.

I don't know if it's because I haven't come to class for too long, or because of some other reason, Ling Luo always feels that the atmosphere in the homework room is weird.

No one chatted, no one was immersed in hard study, and when everyone entered the classroom, they all sat down nervously, with sad faces.

What's even more strange is that until the time of class, the total number of students in the entire homework room has reached one-third.

Several shadows that are common in Su Ri, such as Mu Ranran, Ling Yue, and Ling Ziying, are all missing at this moment.

When Mu Qian walked into the classroom, her face was also quite solemn, she stood on the podium, unusually, she did not open the book, but looked at all the students fixedly.

"The ones who stay now are all students whose strength is above the first-order martial artist, but I still have to say that you are too weak."

Such a simple and sharp opening remark made the faces of most of the students suddenly turn pale.

"I know that all of you want to participate in this competition, and then enter the depths of the Demon Cloud Mountain Range, looking for the place where the Vulcan Dragon was born, and want to get a chance."

At the mention of the word "chance", everyone's eyes became hot.

When the Vulcan Dragon is born, there will definitely be a lot of treasures and heavy treasures that will be pulled out of the land together.

The usual gentle smile on Mu Qian's face suddenly retracted, and his voice was extremely stern: "However, chance is always reserved for the prepared strong!" As a division commander, I still have to advise you, don't give your life in vain, students whose strength is below the second-order martial artist are not allowed to participate! ”

As soon as these words came out, there were immediately bursts of sighs and wails in the classroom, and such a restriction came out, and only four or five students in the class were eligible to participate.

Ling Luo also rarely saw Aunt Mu Qian's serious appearance, and couldn't help but hold her breath and concentrate, not daring to be the slightest sloppiness.

"No protests! No rebuttal accepted! In the second and third grades, your seniors and seniors, some of them are more powerful than you can imagine. If a force cannot be controlled, and you are severely injured beyond cure, your cultivation path in this life will be ruined! ”

This is not intimidation.

But he successfully suppressed all the eager freshmen in the classroom.