Chapter Forty-Nine: The White Emperor Academy
The antique room is full of books, and there is a middle-aged man sitting next to the tea table, this person is dressed in plain clothes, his bronzed skin looks extraordinarily vibrant, and his whole body is extremely strong, slightly naïve, but the hidden breath is exposed, it can be seen that this person is extremely strong in cultivation.
A white-clothed figure walked in from outside the door, the man was slender, handsome, and there was a heroic aura between his eyebrows, this person waved his hands at the middle-aged man, gentle and elegant, and said, "Elder, you said, will he really join the White Emperor Academy?"
"He will!"
The middle-aged man in plain clothes spoke, his voice was extremely tough, and his majestic power was released, and the ancient books around him were flying.
On the bed, a young man dressed in white, with fair skin that could be broken by blowing, his eyes were closed, his brows were lightly locked, and his breath was sluggish, as if he was seriously injured, and the young man was awakened by the sound of a middle-aged man in plain clothes.
"Elder Qiu, Ye Chen, you saved me, where is this?"
Jiang Shenwu was weak, extremely weak, his face was pale, the stubbornness between his eyebrows had become a little lighter, and his arrogant and unruly temperament was no longer public, like a star that had lost its luster.
"This is the White Emperor Academy, since the Moon Moon Sect belonged to the royal family, some Moon Moon Sect disciples followed me to the White Emperor Academy, besides, Ye Chen and I are originally from the White Emperor Academy!"
Qiu Qianji replied, he stretched out his hand and threw Jiang Shenwu a pill, and then said to Jiang Shenwu: "Eat this pill, it's good for your injuries, and you are welcome to join the White Emperor Academy!"
Jiang Shenwu swallowed the pill, and then a cool feeling entered his limbs, the fragrance was refreshing, and the aura in the dantian began to operate automatically, constantly flowing through Jiang Shenwu's limbs and hundreds of remains, Jiang Shenwu's eyes flashed a fine light, and the power in his body was infinitely approaching the Lingwu Realm, but there were still some opportunities for breakthroughs.
"Senior Qiu, how do you know that I will definitely join the White Emperor Academy?"
Jiang Shenwu asked rhetorically, his eyes full of interest.
"Hehe, those who know me, know what I want, those who understand me, understand my arrogance, you will join my White Emperor Academy, because except for my White Emperor Academy, other places are not worthy of having such disciples, join me White Emperor, but remember, the matter of your star god must not be disclosed, so as not to lead to death!"
Qiu Qianji laughed, drank all the tea in the teacup, and walked out of the room with a smile on the corner of his mouth.
"Xiao Wu, your kid is also a Lingwu Realm powerhouse now, why is your cultivation speed so fast?"
Ye Chen sat beside Jiang Shenwu, his previous demeanor disappeared, with a smile on his face, his fists kept beating Jiang Shenwu's body, he hadn't seen him for a long time, his brother who had experienced life and death with him, his cultivation had surpassed him.
"Hehe, it's just a fluke, it's you, how long has it been since I saw you? Lingwu Triple Sect? How about this White Emperor Academy?"
Jiang Shenwu lightly punched Ye Chen's chest, the corners of his mouth were full of smiles, he almost died in the lake, thanks to Ye Chen and Qiu Qianji, he would have been thrown into the wilderness.
"In the academy, there are many disciples, the academy can fight to the death, and the academy has a cultivation tower, the tower is full of spiritual energy, divided into one to nine layers, the higher up, the more refined the spiritual energy, just pay some spirit stones, you can enter the cultivation!"
Ye Chen walked out of the courtyard with Jiang Shenwu, surrounded by huge courtyards, dotted all over the place, this is the residence of the disciples of the White Emperor Academy, Jiang Shenwu and Ye Chen live in a courtyard, and this courtyard is extremely desolate, except for the room, there is not even a tree.
"Out of the disciples' residence, you can see the cultivation tower, I'll go first, you can take a look by yourself!"
Ye Chen left Jiang Shenwu alone and ran into the distance alone, for him, working hard to cultivate and seeking revenge from Yunhaizong in the future is his goal, Ye Chen and Jiang Shenwu have a common goal of revenge, Jiang Shenwu shook his head with a wry smile.
He walked on this vast land, although he was stunned by the thunder on the boat, but within the veins, there were thunderbolt seeds left, and these thunderbolt seeds Jiang Shenwu could be mobilized at any time to achieve the effect of refining the tendons!
However, Jiang Shenwu did not indulge in quenching at this moment, although he joined the White Emperor Academy, this is also the place where he will stay in the future, but now he can only stay here for a few days, and he must hurry to the purgatory place that the mysterious man said.
If you only ride a horse, it will take half a month, such time, Jiang Shenwu can't afford to consume, Jiang Shenwu can only ask for another way, shook his head, Jiang Shenwu walked towards the place where the White Emperor Academy stored martial arts.
The place where the exercises and martial arts are stored is extremely simple, just a scripture pavilion, the pavilion is full of bookshelves, and the shelves are full of vast exercises and martial arts, and there is no restriction on borrowing and renting in the White Emperor Academy, but the martial arts must be returned within a month.
So Jiang Shenwu just came to take a look, for these low-level martial arts techniques, Jiang Shenwu only needed some time to understand and comprehend, and there was no need to borrow them at all, which was also his innate talent.
"Now my shortcoming is my body style, when I encounter an opponent like Qin Yao, who is as light as a swallow, I can't catch her traces at all!"
Jiang Shenwu muttered, he didn't look for more powerful swordsmanship and exercises, but just selected a few martial arts that cultivated the strength of the body and the power of the body.
""Silver Wing Jue", a low-level spiritual exercise, is divided into two layers, feeling the power of the wind, you can move with the wind, the first can cultivate the ghost body, and the second can transform the silver wing phantom, and soar in the air for a short time!"
Jiang Shenwu's eyes were full of turbulent waves, and countless joys came from his heart, such an exercise was exactly what he needed, Jiang Shenwu immediately continued to look down, remembering the cultivation methods and know-how of the Silver Wing Technique, although he could not understand it at this moment, but he could follow the cat and draw the tiger, temporarily cultivate, if he was enlightened, he could use the power of the Silver Wing.
Subsequently, Jiang Shenwu flipped through many martial arts, and always felt not very satisfied, but he didn't know where to come from, a feeling of palpitations, he kept looking at the ancient books around him, and finally, Jiang Shenwu's eyes stayed in a corner.
Jiang Shenwu's body seemed to be under a spell, and he walked towards the corner uncontrollably, and what caught his eye was a page of parchment, this parchment only had the first half of the page, and the second half of the page was missing.
"Zhu Xian Mantra, you only need to master thirty-six ancient seals, and use your own essence and blood as a guide, you can launch this Zhu Xian Mantra, and part of the power around the spell is sealed, but the caster will also seal the same place, only ......"
Jiang Shenwu wanted to continue reading, but the introduction was only left here, followed by a broken half-page, surrounded by the use of the Immortal Curse and thirty-six ancient seals.
These ancient seals are not as difficult to remember as the nine-character mantra, Jiang Shenwu only followed the picture and condensed it a few times, and then he had already mastered it all, so that this immortal curse no longer needed to stay in the martial arts pavilion.
A flame condensed from Jiang Shenwu's single hand, and the half page of parchment instantly turned into ashes.