Above the head.

Xuanhuang Qi slowly rotated.

It was the Earth True Qi Mass of the Outer Five Elements that Yang Lin had just opened up.

It's just that it hasn't been opened up for a long time, and it's still unstable, so how can it withstand the destruction of the berserk spiritual energy arrows.

Seeing that the earth was torn and lost its normal rotation, Yang Lin gritted his teeth, and his consciousness turned to the sword spirit root.

"Three talents become one vein, one gas is always popular!"

"Meditation Gong" was running at full strength, and an incomparably thick knife stream flashed.

"Cut!"

Hob flow, self-knowledge of the sea, cut down!

The heavy building, the falling palace, and the spiritual energy rushing to the bottom of the sea!

Knowing the sea, not outside the body, not in the body, but with the head of the six yangs, depending on each other, if in the mind.

Knowing the sea is mysterious, not Yang Lin can know.

In Yang Lin's cognition, the sea of knowledge is in the head, and it is the place where all cognition and thoughts are placed.

The aura can reach, the true qi can reach, but it is not a place to hide the aura.

However, wherever the thought goes, the qi will follow.

Knowing this, it is enough for Yang Lin.

One after another, the machetes flowed, and in the darkness, they opened up layers of light.

Compared to the stout aura arrows, the machete stream opened only a tiny crack.

But that's enough.

Under the powerful impact, the arrow of aura forcibly inserted into the small gap.

With it, ream, go deeper!

"Shhh

The strong impact and the unbearable tearing sensation made Yang Lin's mind a little dazed, and he kept gasping for air.

This caused the countenance, which had always been calm, to finally be distorted because of it, and the eyebrows trembled slightly, like a beating flame.

Everything is showing how painful Yang Lin is now.

The people of the Sixteen Academies, except for the red-nosed old Dao Hong Zhengyang of Qiming Academy, the hearts of the others who were hanging finally let go.

Steady!

Properly, this young man called Yang Lin is estimated to be destroyed soon, and he will turn from a genius to a waste material.

"It's a pity! Such a genius young man, I don't want to be jealous! The old man is really sad for Qiming Academy......

Tian Pigong of the Holy Heaven Academy, holding his silver beard in his hand, shook his head slightly, and looked like he was sighing.

If someone who doesn't know about it sees it, they will definitely sigh: the demeanor of the elderly.

"Get out! Tian is unfair, pretending to be a place, is it interesting! My life in Qiming Academy is very hard! Yang boy, he will definitely be blessed by misfortune and take this heavenly gift of spiritual energy revival! Hmph!"

Hong Zhengyang smiled angrily, and couldn't help praying for the blessing of the Immortal Ancestor in his heart.

The rest of the students on the field.

Although he didn't know what to do, the fool also understood that the kid in front of him was a strong opponent.

However, looking at it like this, it seemed that it angered the spirit dragon and fell into great pain.

Ninety out of ten people are gloating, waiting for Yang Lin to fall, and at worst, his qualifications should fall.

This is human nature.

This is true of the Immortal Electors of the Sixteen Academies, and the same is true of these untrained teenagers.

If you say this, there are still people who care about Yang Lin's life and death.

That is, Ximen Qing, who signed a slave contract with him.

The life and death of a slave is directly related to the master. If the master dies, the slave dies with him, unless the master breaks the contract on his own initiative.

"I still have a few women's clothes that I haven't had time to admire, don't die!"

Ximen Qing was worried, the only thing he could do was to release his qualifications, frantically absorb the spirit dragon into his body, and help his boss relieve some of the pressure.

It's a pity that what he doesn't understand is that his madness can only attract more firepower to Yang Lin.

However, his efforts finally paid off.

"Hey, who is that kid next to Yang Lin?"

Tian Pigong, with a pair of eyes, kept looking at everyone on the field, and kept the extraordinary people in his heart.

Due to the influence of the dragon, he could not use his spiritual sense to probe, and he could only keep observing.

Ximen Qing has a special physique, and his vision was not obvious before, and he did not notice it.

However, at this moment, although it was still not as good as Yang Lin's earth-shattering vision, a white dragon phantom flashed behind him, where could it be concealed again.

"Ximen Qing, the third son of the Ximen family attached to Yang Lin, was previously rated as the first genius in Qinghe County. It's just that eight years ago, the light was gone, and ten days ago, the great change in the Demon Mountain was a blessing in disguise, and the martial arts cultivation broke through the qi refining ...... in one fell swoop."

The recording officer, quickly locating the bronze mirror in his hand: "A moment ago, absorb 249 spirit dragons ......"

Hiss!

As soon as such a record came out, the sixteen immortal election officials were shocked again.

This is another genius!

“...... This son has a relationship with Qiming Academy!"

It's Qiming Academy again!

Two geniuses in a row, how can they be Qiming Academy!

Tian Pigong's face was crooked, this is simply unreasonable!

The people of their own academy, how to do things, how can they not even compete with a declining Qiming Academy.

After you go back, you must take care of the personnel.

In fact, he wronged his subordinates with this idea.

As the first day of the day, how could they be pulled down.

If it weren't for Yang Lin's accident, Ximen Qing would definitely be accepted by his Holy Heaven Academy.

It's just that, now, it's all changed trajectory.

"Haha! Heaven is unfair, my eyes are red! I enlighten the Academy, the grace of the people, heaven and earth will not forget, peerless geniuses emerge in an endless stream, and they will definitely soar to the sky! Hmph!"

Hong Zhengyang's face was full of red light, and he swallowed a large handful of melon seeds in a row, and the skin of the melon seeds flew all over Tian Pigong's face.

"Hmph! What if there is a genius! Without aura, a genius becomes a waste material!"

Tian Pigong also knew that Yang Lin had a problem, and it was impossible for Ximen Qing to have another problem, and this time Qiming Academy was fishing for it.

However, with genius and no aura, it is also in vain.

Could it be that a genius with such qualifications should be allowed to practice martial arts?

Looking at Hong Zhengyang, who was embarrassed again, Tian Pigong felt happy in his heart.

"Hehe, the means of my Qiming Academy, how can you nouveau riche imagine!"

Although Hong Zhengyang has no confidence in his heart, he naturally can't weaken his reputation.

The so-called loser does not lose the battle, Hong Zhengyang knows this very well.

"Qiming Academy is really lucky! If it is not bad as expected, this is actually the mutated [Qinglong Golden Body], the golden wood phase, it is really expensive!"

The middle-aged man of Danxia Academy, [Xu Zhen], had a look of envy in his eyes, the green dragon golden body, the wood and gold body, this was really an excellent candidate to practice the divine skills of their academy.

It's a pity that I missed it.

"It turned out to be such a golden body?!Hong Daoyou, if you fulfill this son, let him go to Brother Xu!"

Jinguang College, Su and Danxia College are good friends.

Therefore, the middle-aged beauty [Jin Fengfeng] immediately became cheeky and proposed to Hong Zhengyang.

"Hmph!

Hong Zhengyang snorted coldly, squinted his eyes, and did not have the slightest good voice.

"You!"

The middle-aged beauty was so angry that her willow eyebrows were upside down, if it weren't for Hong Zhengyang's deep cultivation, she would have sacrificed Jin Guangjiao a long time ago.

......

Rumble!

A thunderclap sounded.

The yellow veins in the air of heaven and earth are impressively connected!

The aura poured thousands of miles, from the top of the head, bent into the heart of the Jiang Palace, and then, straight into the boundless sea of qi.

The distance is the shortest, the speed is the fastest, and the momentum is the greatest.

This is the benefit of the Middle Yellow Vein.

"The Yellow River of Jiuqu comes up from the sky, rushes into the sea and never returns!"

As soon as the sea of qi is opened, all kinds of qi can be accommodated.

Sensing this vision, above the nine heavens, the dragon was startled, and there was a thunderous sound.

Hiss!

"How can it be so !!?"

Tian Pigong, who has always had a steady complexion, finally couldn't calm down anymore this time.

Suddenly changed color, looking at the thunder in the sky, there were already endless waves in my heart.

"Haha! Okay, it's really my enlightenment talent!

Hong Zhengyang looked around, his eyes were full of tigers, and no one dared to look at him again.

At this point, Yang Lin's creation has been completed, and no one dares to make a big disapproval, so he acquiesced to the facts.

"That's it, congratulations to Brother Hong!"

"Although it is only the creation of one county, it can be mixed with Funiu Mountain...... Everything is different!"

"I have offended a lot before, and I hope that Brother Hong Haihan!"

Tian Pigong suppressed the loss in his heart, and turned to congratulate Hong Zhengyang on receiving a genius like Yang Lin.

The others, naturally, followed suit, and immediately became jubilant, and there was no longer the previous open and secret fighting, and the swords were tense.

"Hmph, even if you have eyes, don't get out of the way!"

Hong Zhengyang was full of pride, holding his head high, showing a round belly, which made people feel a little arrogant.

Even if he doesn't like Tian Pigong, Xu Zhen and others in his heart, but immortal cultivators have always been like this, and it can be regarded as an unwritten rule, and he can't help it.

Fortunately, Qiming finally won.

......

"Please return to the dragon!"

Lao Xuezheng announced aloud again that this means that the immortal selection, which lasted for half an hour, is officially over.

Recite!

The dragon swung its tail and disappeared out of thin air.

Before leaving, the two big eyes still glared at Yang Lin.

The immortal pillar in the center of the Immortal School Hall was faintly bright, and gradually returned to silence.

All students will be re-lined up and waiting for the selection of candidates from the major colleges.

"Holy Heaven Academy Immortal Selection List: Wu Dalong, Huo Zhiguang, Pan Jinlian...... Twenty-one people in total. ”

"Danxia College: Ximen Xin, Ximen Wang...... Fifteen people in total. ”

"Jinguang Academy: Wu Erhu, Wu Kong...... Twelve people in total. ”

“......”

"Qiming College: Yang Lin, Ximen Qing, Ximen Lie, Ximen Hua, Zhang Quan, Wang Gui, Di Jiu, Pan Yu, Wang Liu. A total of nine people. ”

“......”

"The above-mentioned selected people, one hundred and forty-nine. Please fly here in the afternoon!"

"The rest of the people, the immortal road is hopeless, but since there is an immortal fate, they have already got ahead, and the Holy Son of Heaven has his own arrangements, and he can report to the county government immediately. ”

A few families are happy and a few are sad, and fate is like this.

It's just that since then, there has been a difference between immortals and mortals, and when they meet again, the heavens and abysses are separated.

Xuezheng received the bronze mirror, and the sixteen immortal election officials entered the mana, and they sealed today's results permanently, and they could no longer peep if they were not necessary.

There is only one list left, which will be entered into the local chronicles by the county government, and the permanent chronicle will be recorded.

If you go here to be a disciple of the immortal family, then the ancestors are glorious, the relatives and friends are glorious, and the neighbors are honored, which is a model for a county.

......

Afternoon.

Xuegong Square, 30,000 people watched.

One hundred and forty-nine people, stepping on the clouds, slowly rose, stepping into the sky step by step.

Colorful flying boats, dazzling, visions, light sounds, colorful neon to attract fairy seedlings into the boat.

This is the "Flying Boat Ascending Immortal"!

How glorious, how holy!

"Kid, see it, that's your little uncle, only five years older than you, five years later, you have to fight for your father!"

"Hey, I really can't imagine it, this old Wang family doesn't know what kind of shit luck they have taken! There have been such good things one after another, and even the sixth son of Wang has become an immortal! I already knew that I had agreed to that family business......"

"In the end, it is the first family, there are forty-nine immortals in the Ximen family alone......!

"Hehe, what kind of immortal Dao, it's nothing more than a feast for the powerful! What does it matter to me and other fart people......

All kinds of discussions, whether they are envy or resentment, all demonstrate the status and respect of the Immortal Dao.

......

A boat flew across, taking away too many thoughts.

Above the clouds, more than 100 teenagers, after fading away from the initial panic and amazement, finally recovered the ambition of young people, with the supreme yearning of immortals.

"If I am the Green Emperor in his year, I will be a short man of the barberry!"

A young man from the Ximen family despised Wu Dalong's company, and even if he made mocking words.

The grievances between the two families soon involved all 149 people, and a battle in the air unfolded vigorously.

"Silence!

Tian Pigong, who had a majestic face, gave an order, which frightened the teenagers in the war.

The flying boat hovered in the air, and below it was a barren mountain.

What about abandonment?

Or don't give up?

(End of volume)