Two days later.

Qinghe County School Palace.

In the square in front of the door, thousands of people gathered.

It seems to be a black ocean, but in fact, it is clearly divided, faintly divided into more than a dozen large and small camps.

In the middle, naturally, the Ximen family and the Wu family, one left and one right are separated from the center, and on either side of them are the third to tenth forces in Qinghe County.

At the very edge, there are various small forces, or the relationship of the strong individuals, these people are either friendly with the big forces, or have some connections with some big people.

Yang Lin followed Ximen Qing, stood at the front, and after listening to Ximen Qing's introduction, he could only shake his head secretly.

All resources are controlled by the giants. It is not easy for ordinary people to come out!

"It's really a long time to suffer, and it's too difficult for the people at the bottom......"

Yang Lin sighed.

"Yes, fortunately, the aura has been revived!"

Although Ximen Qing is the son of a wealthy family, he has suffered the sacrifice and torture of the rules of a wealthy family.

"That hardcover man with a leopard's head and eyes is supposed to be Wu Erlang, right?"

At the front of the crowd on the right, there were two young men, one short and one tall, forming a stark contrast, making people recognize the dazzling Wu Erlang at a glance.

Sword eyebrows and starry eyes, slight hair under the chin, tall body, and powerful aura made him have a large blank space around him.

Ximen Qing nodded solemnly.

Wu Erlang seemed to feel something, and immediately opened his eyes and looked back at Yang Lin and Ximen Qing.

After just one glance, he looked back disdainfully.

Obviously, he didn't have the slightest affection for this handsome man, but was extremely disgusted.

Even with it, he ignored Yang Lin, a stranger.

Ximen Qing looked annoyed and snorted lightly, but glared at Wu Erlang.

"Hehe, it seems that the two of you are naturally incompatible. One is heroic, the other is handsome, and it's no wonder. ”

Yang Lin has long understood that everyone has a unique aura, and if this aura clashes, it will never come together.

Of course, some people are easy-going by nature, neutral in aura, and can get along well with anyone, so they are natural peacemakers.

It's a pity that Yang Lin is not.

He has his own position.

Therefore, he winked narrowly at Ximen Qing: "What's the use of staring! Aren't you qualified?

Hearing this, the young man next to him shook the folding fan in his hand and frowned secretly at Yang Lin, but because of his relationship with Ximen Qing, he never spoke.

This person is Ximen Xin, who has been with Taoist priests since he was a child, and believes in Sanqing, but he is dressed as a son of a family, and looks like a Confucian disciple from the outside.

Ximen Qing: "This is a certainty! Wu Erlang, not afraid of power, not afraid of things, frank and open, is a good man!"

"It's a pity, I'm afraid he doesn't have the ability to cultivate immortals, otherwise he would have followed that old path a few years earlier......"

Seeing this, Yang Lin didn't say more.

To each his own life.

......

The sun rises, and Tatsumi crosses.

A magic boat, coming slowly.

At the beginning, like a palace in the sky, covering the sky and the sun, the entire school palace square was covered by dark clouds.

Soon, as the Dharma Boat approached, the colorful boat gradually shrank, and the light fell again.

Sou!

More than a dozen figures flew down from the French boat.

These people, both men and women, old and young, are all dressed in fine clothes, but they are all dressed in different ways.

The leader is a middle-aged Taoist, dressed in a luxurious blue robe with a majestic face.

After landing gently, he waved slightly, and the magic boat above his head turned into a streamer and flew into the big sleeves of his robe.

Wow!

Everyone on the field, even if they have been explained, can see such immortal methods with their own eyes, and there is an uproar.

"Wow!

"Damn! so big! all of a sudden, so fast, so small, and then all at once gone!"

"It's really terrifying! If you learn such a method, you will be able to live up to this immortal fate!"

All kinds of exclamations and discussions, one after another, are endless.

The people who landed were busy accepting the hospitality of the local school palace, and when they saw the thousands of immortal seedlings here, they all smiled.

For the commotion below, whether it was the officials of the Academy Palace or the people from the major academies, they all turned a blind eye, and no one scolded and stopped it.

These scenes are deliberately created, with the means of immortals, of course, I hope that the shocking effect will be fermented and passed on for a long time.

"If you have this kind of boat, it will be much more convenient to inspect your own land in the future......!

Yang Lin's landlord dream is deep-rooted, and others are still blindly sighing at the magic of the magic boat, and he has already thought of future uses.

When Ximen Qing heard this, he was a little speechless.

This logic, this angle, is a little too novel.

......

Two quarters of an hour later, Xuegong Xuezheng guided the more than ten immortal election officials to return to the square.

"Silence!"

"In the first year of Weifu Xian, on the first day of the first month of March, in the Siqinghe County School Palace, the ceremony of selecting this immortal seedlings was performed. The reign of the Son of Heaven, the country and the people, auspicious and auspicious, the four festivals and Shun, are today's aura heavy Su, and the sixteen colleges are all given immortal fate. ......”

"The name of the Sixteen Colleges says:"

"Seventh class!"

"Holy Heaven Academy!"

"Eighth class!"

"Danxia Academy!"

"Sinar Mas Academy!"

"Ninth class!"

"Lingyun Academy!"

"White Flame Academy!"

"Xuanbing Academy!"

"Ten Rank!"

"Red Star Academy!"

"Xuanlei Academy!"

"Qiming Academy!"

"Also, Foundation College Seven!"

Xuezheng is an old man, with a fluttering silver beard, a majestic demeanor, and a full of vigor and sonorous power when he speaks.

Every word the old man said made the thousands of students below enthusiastic and excited.

Later, the list of the 16 colleges was announced, and the scene became even quieter.

But in everyone's heart, there is a comparison.

Although the students present did not understand the division of ranks, they could know the ranking of the academies by looking at the standing postures and rankings of the sixteen immortal election officials.

Those who have obtained the immortal fate of the high-level academy are overjoyed in their hearts, but they are a little more apprehensive, such an opportunity, it is a pity to miss it.

The immortal fate holders who did not enter the academy breathed a sigh of relief, but gave themselves some comfort: it is not a very good academy anyway, and it is not too much pity if you can't enter.

This is like a test of the novel, if you get a good recommendation such as a strong recommendation, you naturally want to fight hard, if you get a chicken rib push such as popularity, you can breathe a sigh of relief.

"Is it just tenth?"

Yang Lin frowned secretly.

"Brother Yang, do you want to change?"

Ximen Qing also carried two immortal fates of "Danxia Academy" in his arms.

This was left by him on purpose, originally he was going to go to the "Holy Heaven Academy", but there was no second one for Yang Lin.

For this reason, among the colleges available, the best one is "Danxia College".

But for some reason, Yang Lin insisted on sticking to the "Qiming Academy" that was still at the bottom of the tenth rank.

Yang Lin still shook his head.

Going to Qiming College, this is what his grandfather Yang Chengzu asked him to do, and he repeatedly told him not to go to the wrong place.

Although he didn't know why, Yang Lin believed that his grandfather would naturally not harm him.

......

"Try Ding Xianfan!"

Lao Xuezheng spoke again.

"Immortal Chosen Test, Begin!"