Chapter Forty-Five: Nether Academy, Battle Spirit Monument!

Zhongzhou, the day before the Netherworld Academy admission selection. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

It is rumored that the Netherworld Academy was founded by Qin Xiaoxiao, a beautiful woman in the fallen city, with a long history, and existed in the world thousands of years ago.

However, the admission criteria for the Netherworld Academy are also very strict, and the age must not exceed twenty years old, and the cultivation must be above the knot, as for the attributes they have, having one attribute is to draw a string on the college's unique clothes, and two attributes are two strings, and so on.

It is rumored that the founder of the Netherworld Academy is a woman, a peerless beauty, she made good use of the piano, killed countless geniuses in that era, and finally washed the blood, achieved the supreme immortal position, and finally ascended to the immortal realm.

Therefore, the Netherworld Academy was founded by her, and its descendants embroidered strings on the clothes unique to the Netherworld Academy in order to commemorate her, and the more talented people are, the more strings there are.

Therefore, every hundred years, the Netherworld Academy will only open to the outside world to recruit immortal cultivators, and countless people want to enter the Netherworld Academy even after breaking their scalps.

The Nether Academy stands for glory, power, and status!

At this moment, the restaurant near the Netherworld Academy is extremely hot, the reason is that countless people come to participate in this selection, even if they can't choose themselves, when they are old, they can talk to their juniors about how they participated in the selection of the Netherworld Academy when they were young, so many people have this kind of heart, so the restaurant is on fire......

At the same time as the restaurant is popular, the auction house is also popular, the reason is, of course, the connection, so many different kinds of human race, demon race, elf race, and even dwarf race, demon race...... Of course, all forces will come together.

Some people began to think about asking for directions to make money, of course the auction house is a good place, you can buy different cultivation resources, heaven and earth spirit treasures, pills, immortal recipes......

I saw a fairy boat drawn by a dragon flying in the sky, and it disappeared in a blink of an eye, and a few young men and women walked by at the end of the shop.

At the head was a charming man with dark red hair, delicate as a woman's face, and a pair of jewel-like dark red star eyes, the corners of which were slightly raised.

On the right is a girl wearing a purple skirt with a beautiful temperament, exuding a cold aura and wearing a white veil.

Behind the two of them were four different types of women, walking into the distance step by step.

These people are Mu Qixuan, Mei Guhuan, and Yan Xiaoxiao who came to participate in the selection.

"Brother Seven, let's find a restaurant to stay for one night first, and then sign up tomorrow morning......" Yan Xiaoxiao was dressed in pink and said livelyly, giving people the feeling of a sister next door.

"Gu Huan, what do you think?" Mu Qixuan smiled charmingly and stared at the purple-clothed girl beside her.

Mei Guhuan wanted to refuse, but when she caught a glimpse of the crowded crowd, the unusually hot shouts, the sound of building weapons, and the picture of the two sides fighting in the martial arts dojo not far ahead, a desire to fight ignited in her heart......

Zhongzhou, giving people the feeling that it is full of fighting atmosphere!

"It's okay, why don't you go to the restaurant first, I want to go to the front to have a look...... Something to pass the note to contact. Pursing his mouth, Mei Guhuan tilted his head slightly, and said helplessly.

"It's not safe for you to be alone, why don't I ...... with you," Mu Qixuan proposed, but there was a clear meaning in his eyes that he could not refuse.

"Okay, okay...... I'm going to be tired to death, Brother Seven, you have to take good care of Sister Mei...... Let's go on the first day, the seventh day, and the ninth day of the new year...... The restaurant with the red plaque in front is good...... Hmm" Yan Xiaoxiao said to the three women beside her, these three women are Mu Qixuan's maids, and their beauty is naturally one of the best.

"Let's go! I see that the front is very lively, why don't we go and take a look......" Mu Qixuan turned around, couldn't help but take the jade hand of the charming Guhuan, and walked towards the front step by step.

Mei Guhuan's eyes flashed, vaguely displeased, and took advantage of the moment of the crowd to skillfully pull out his fingers, and then walked towards a martial arts platform in front.

Mu Qixuan's eyes became more and more dim, and the corners of his mouth pulled up a wonderful smile: "Interesting!"

Lift your heels and go up!

I saw a stone tablet on both sides of the competition platform, and in the center of the competition platform was a conveyor belt, which could be teleported to a small world.

At this time, a treacherous and playful shout attracted the attention of Mei Guhuan, and he saw a little fat man next to the stele, about twenty years old, holding a picture album in his hand, wearing a black loose robe, looking very happy, sesame eyes, fleshy belly, and big earlobes, which was simply a living Zhu Bajie.

"Don't miss it when you pass by, the Battle Spirit Monument has been opened, and you can enter the ...... as long as you have 10,000 spirit stones," the little fat man said with a big grin, his voice was loud, and it instantly attracted many immortal cultivators.

A young man from the demon clan, whose ears were a pair of fluffy rabbit ears, but whose body was human, scratched his head curiously and honestly, and said, "Little fat man, what is the War Spirit Monument, and what is the album in your hand?"

The little fat man looked at the young man's ears in surprise, covered his stomach and said with a smile: "You don't know this? The War Spirit Monument is an independent small world, and the Tianjiao of all races has already entered it, and there is a ranking of Kyushu in it...... They're there to compete! ”

Another burly man, carrying a war hammer on his back, was monstrous, and asked in a cold voice: "Which clan Tianjiao has entered, and I, Cheng Sanjin, will meet them for a while!"

The little fat man's eyes narrowed, he stretched out his hands with a smile, and said with a lewd smile: "I see that you are the generous lord, and I will tell you to let you in with 20,000 spirit stones?" What's the matter, don't lose it......"

The burly man almost didn't vomit blood, and suddenly went up and walked a few steps, the ground was shaking, and he grinned angrily: "Isn't it that ten thousand spirit stones can enter once, are you bullying me honestly?"

"Nope! Nothing! I, Hong Erfat, have always been fair in business, you need 10,000 spirit stones to enter the Battle Spirit Monument, and tell you which clan Tianjiao also needs 10,000 spirit stones to enter, which adds up to 20,000! The little fat man opened his mouth shrewdly, looking like it was at this price, and it was useless for you to say anything.

"Well, I believe you." After speaking, the big Han Cheng Sanjin took out a ring and threw it to the little fat man.

The little fat man swept his eyes, then took it with a smile, and then threw a booklet to Cheng Sanjin.

The thief grinned and said: "There is a ranking on this booklet, you better hurry up and go in and challenge, if you are defeated and teleported, the moment you come out, your injuries all over your body will recover......"

"Good ......," the burly man walked in with a look of gratitude.

Then, the little fat man began to shout loudly again: "Don't miss the opportunity and don't come again, the Battle Spirit Monument can mean the quota selected by the Netherworld Academy......"

As soon as these words came out, many monks handed over spirit stones and asked to enter, the human race, the demon race, and the demon race......

The little fat man couldn't close his mouth with a smile, looking like a fan of money, and kept collecting spirit stones and selling pamphlets.

Mei Guhuan raised her head slightly, only to see that the crowd near the competition platform was clear, except for herself and Mu Qixuan beside her, there was only the little fat man and the rabbit-eared boy left.

"This brother of the demon clan, do you want to buy a booklet, you see the last one left, I'll sell you for half ......price" The little fat man looked at the rabbit-eared boy with a flickering light, and there was a deep smile in his eyes, as if you hurriedly bought it.

"I ...... I don't have a spirit stone...... Buy, can't afford ......" The rabbit boy seemed to be a little scared, afraid that others would look down on him if he didn't have a spirit stone, he was just an ordinary demon clan, but he was the stupidest one.

Hearing this, the little fat man turned around with the booklet in his hand, turned around and then came to Mei Guhuan with a smile, flattering and flattering: "Look at the beauty of the fairy, do you want to have a copy, just half the price......

"Half price, really?" Mei Guhuan sneered.

"Half price, really!" The little fat man looked serious and still smiled.

"No remorse?"

"No backtracking!" The little fat man looked serious, there was only the last one left, even if it was sold at half price, he would make a lot of money, and if he didn't sell it for nothing, he didn't sell it for nothing, anyway, the monks all entered the battle spirit tablet.

"Okay, then I want it......" Mei Guhuan smiled slyly, then casually turned a few pages, read about it, and threw 10,000 spirit stones to the little fat man.

The little fat man immediately stepped forward and grabbed the corner of Mei Guhuan, and said fiercely: "The conveyor belt plus the half-price booklet, you should give me 15,000 spirit stones, but you only gave 10,000?" It's 5,000 less......"

"It's the half price you said, I mean the half price of two together, you understand that there is a problem......" Mei Guhuan blocked the little fat man's mouth with a word.

"You scoundrel......" The little fat man didn't know what to say for a long time, and he trembled with anger.

Here Mu Qixuan couldn't help laughing, clapping his palms and laughing.

"Stupid rabbit, don't go quickly, I have the booklet you want......" At this time, Mei Guhuan called softly in the direction of the rabbit-eared boy.

Mu Qixuan raised his steps and followed behind Mei Guhuan.

"Me? Can it really be? The rabbit-eared boy seemed to be stunned, his face was full of disbelief, there were people who didn't dislike him, this girl was really a good person.

"Let's go...... It's you. After saying that, Mei Guhuan walked towards the teleportation belt, and at this time, a cry full of grievances came out from the little fat man.

"You little girl, I'll give you half the price, why don't you bring those two in, no...... No way...... Add money quickly! ”

"I thought you were talking about half price for all three of us!"

"What? You hurry up and give me the spirit stone......" The little fat man's face was flushed, and he looked like he wanted to fight hard with others, it was easy for him to make some money, and he actually met this unreasonable master.

Mei Guhuan suddenly stopped, looked at him very funny, and said, "Do you really want a spirit stone, and never regret it?"

"Uh...... Never regret it, regret that I am a pig! The little fat man's two small eyes narrowed into a slit, and his tone was very serious.

Then, I saw a charming smile, with an expression of successful trickery on the corner of his mouth, and he raised his leg high and boomed.

"Ahh You big liar......" Mei Guhuan successfully kicked the little fat man in and into the conveyor belt.

The little fat man's miserable echo came out, and he was extremely angry.

The rabbit-eared boy took a look at Mei Guhuan honestly, the corners of his mouth were cracked, and he was smiling.

"Hmph, don't you want a spirit stone, it's for you!" Mei Guhuan smiled successfully, this little fat man is a money fan.

If you want to pit her, no way!

"Let's go, Brother Mu, stupid rabbit...... Come in quickly, or the highest ranking on the Battle Spirit Monument will be challenged in a while...... It's not a good show. With a sly smile, the country was overwhelmed.

"Well, let's go!" Mu Qixuan's cold and charming opening.