The fireball was indifferent and suspended in the air above the podium and stood still, some of the students in the classroom felt that Yan Lao was tricky, and he left on his heels, with the first person to take the lead, leaving more and more, the original large classroom of three or four hundred people, in an instant, only fifty or sixty people were left to sit quietly, one or two wrapped in their own spiritual power to perceive, and some people even tried to bombard, but before they could get close to the fireball, they were intercepted by a person, and they scolded directly: "Idiot" The interrupted man stood up and was just about to get angry, when he saw the red cloud badge on the man's magic robe at a glance, swallowed what he was going to say next, and sat down in a daze.

"The senior students are also here, these people are usually rare!" Midnight heard the whispers of the classmates in front of him, and looked at each other twice.

Seeing that the other party had retreated, the senior softened a lot, and kindly reminded: "This is your chance, Elder Yan's class is not casual, you have to feel it with your heart, I heard that the magic ball last time was also ruined by your group of freshmen who were reckless!"

Chang Yan shrank his neck a little weakly and smiled awkwardly, and Ji Qingxi on the side covered his mouth and smiled secretly.

After a small turmoil, the classroom fell silent again, and everyone in the midnight group used their mental power to perceive, but they didn't find anything special.

One after another, some people gave up, and there were only a dozen seniors and midnight groups left in the classroom.

Time passed minute by minute, and after midnight, one of their seniors in several rows lowered his head a little dejectedly, and sighed and said: "Still no, I still can't find the feeling they said, is it really so difficult to break through to the high level? Is it really because of my lack of talent?" Just looking at the age of this person, he is three or four years older than He Qianjun, and he is already a three-star middle-level magician at a young age, and his future achievements are limitless.

"Changhua, what you said really pierced my heart, how can you embarrass those of us who haven't seen the three-star mid-level scenery yet!" The people on the side shook their heads with a wry smile.

"Long Ya has already touched that boundary, if I don't hurry up, I'm afraid that I will be left far behind in the future!"

"Maybe it's not because of the talent, didn't you just talk to the teacher? If you can't see it, you can try it yourself a hundred times and a thousand times, and if you can't do it again, you will do it ten thousand times!" Midnight interjected coldly from behind, his words instantly attracted the attention of several people in front of him, and several eyes looked at it together, Midnight embarrassedly picked up the book he was carrying with him to block it, and several other people pretended not to know him when they saw him like this.

A few glances didn't stay long before they moved away, this person named Changhua deliberately glanced at He Qianjun and turned around, thinking about what he had just said in the middle of the night, savoring the words of Yan Lao just now, as if he had made up his mind in his heart, he clenched his fists and got up and left, and the people around him left one after another.

With this one gone, only midnight was left in the classroom.

"Changhua, the top ten people on the list. Now that they are all cultivating like this, wouldn't the people who are even higher in the rankings be going against the sky!" Chang Yan couldn't help but say with emotion after they left.

"What do you think the second brother is doing, we are still far from the present!" Midnight propped his hands on the table, his eyes glanced at the fireball again, and suddenly his whole body trembled involuntarily, and he didn't delve into the anomaly of this.

"Let's go, I'm afraid we won't be able to see anything famous now!" He Qianjun took the lead in standing up and preparing to leave.

Chang Yan turned back a little reluctantly, forcibly resisted the idea of blasting it away, and out of sight and out of mind, he coded the books on the table and left, Midnight and Zong Ming, the two second brothers who saw that they had compulsive disorder, held back a smile...... In a pure place in the mountain behind the college, Yan Lao walked here alone, the void connected a few times, and a simple bronze gate appeared in mid-air, Yan Lao gently pressed the copper ring on the door, the door opened slowly, and the sound of trickling water was faintly heard from inside, and after Yan Lao entered, the bronze door slowly closed again.

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"Xiao Hong, do you mean that Elder Yan went back?" the dean of the academy looked up from the pile of documents and asked with some regret.

"The door of the academy has opened again, and the only one who can open it from the outside except for you and the second elder is Elder Yan!" This middle-aged man with a beard on his face stood respectfully to the side, and there was no other superfluous expression on his face.

"Are you going back like this?" said the dean, looking out the window with some regret.

"It's already very good, it's rare to see Elder Yan take four classes this year.

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"Alas, that's all there is to it, I hope there will be a few little ones who can seize these opportunities this year!" the dean's tone was full of different emotions.

"Elder Yan is gone?" The old man in the classroom who had been arguing with Elder Yan before, his voice was full of anger.

"This old thing, he didn't say a word to me when he left, just left!Did he reveal that he paid special attention to anyone? Even if it was the kind of person who had a solo conversation?" The person shook his head slightly, and the person known as Feng Lao sighed helplessly, "Feng Lao, why does our academy always pay special attention to it every time Yan Lao comes!" The people on the side couldn't help but ask their questions for many years.

"There are some things that you don't know yet, and it won't do you much good to know in advance!" Feng Lao patted the shoulder of the junior next to him and continued: "I am already old, I am the same era as him, this person, the more you will experience if you live for a long time." The more I experience, the more awe I feel in this world......!" At this time, the second elder who was far away in Cangyuan City looked at the void and was silent, and Mu Lao on the side noticed his abnormality, frowned and asked, "What's wrong?

"Elder Yan went back, a month earlier than usual. The Second Elder exhaled, and could feel that his heart was a little heavy.

"Can the inheritance be opened again?The He family in Zhongzhou back then had the best chance!" Mu Lao looked at the magic tower that had been built almost and said softly.

"No one can say for sure, I still hope that someone can truly inherit the inheritance of our Liuyun Academy, and this is the reason why our four major magic academies can stand tall.

Mu Lao seemed to recall some bad picture, and snorted coldly angrily, you relied on that advantage back then, but you beat us a lot!"

"That's not accurate enough, because if I don't use that now, I can still beat you!" Compared with the depressed Mu Lao, the second elder was happy.

He rubbed his hands and said, "Forget it, it's theirs after all, this thing can't be forced!" The latest chapter of the Long River Against the Current, Chapter 95 of the Magic Inheritance of the Liuyun Magic Academy (II) website: