Chapter 176: My Master Is Here

The college admissions competition is finally over, and the Tianwu Imperial City, which has been lively for several days, is like a boiling kettle, boiling water, the mouth of the pot is steaming, the lid of the pot keeps beating, patting the body of the pot, and then it begins to fall silent, there is no firewood, and the hot water begins to cool down with time.

At this time, people realized that it was still winter, and before the start of the admissions competition, there was a big snowstorm, and then people thought that it was not cold this year, maybe the snow was all over in that big snowstorm.

Tianwu Imperial City still has the afterglow of the enrollment competition, and representatives of the entire colleges involved in the enrollment competition in Zhongzhou have come to Tianwu Imperial City one after another to recruit the new disciples of their own colleges.

Those cultivation academies that were ranked lower and had relatively insufficient cultivation resources all came to the Heavenly Martial Emperor City early to select the new disciples of the academy among those contestants who were eliminated in the first and second rounds.

And the top-ranked cultivation academies are naturally not afraid of not being able to recruit students, those cultivation academies are located in the blessed land of the cave with abundant spiritual energy, and have rich cultivation resources, and there are also powerful mentors in the academy, which is naturally a holy place for all outstanding contestants to compete for.

However, this is not always the case, because the low-ranking cultivation academy has not been able to recruit excellent disciples, so the academy's ranking has not been able to improve. Those contestants who were eliminated in the first and second rounds of the enrollment competition, and some of them went to the academy with insufficient cultivation resources to cultivate, and unintentionally got a great opportunity, so they soared to the sky, and remembered the cultivation grace of the academy, which led the academy to achieve a leap in status.

Another is that every cultivation academy with a deep foundation will also hold its own enrollment conference, and at that time, within the scope of the influence of that academy, there will be young cultivators to participate, and there may also be talented cultivation seedlings among them.

On this day, there was news from outside, saying that the college registration was open, and the contestants could go to the designated location to receive the transcripts, and then register with each college, as long as you are thick-skinned, no matter how good or bad your grades are, all the colleges can apply, but whether you can be admitted is the college's business.

When I received the news, it was close to the time of Chen, the four teenagers in the Yating, Jie Ji was sleeping and resting, and the others did not bother, and the other three teenagers only knew after talking that the undefeated and Chen Bufan came from the eight ancient families, and the family background did not belong to those top three cultivation academies, so they had no intention of signing up for the academy.

And Wen Cong was ordered by the old man's master at home to come out to see the world, and casually took a pound and two with the young cultivators of the great world, and now that the enrollment competition is over, Wen Cong should almost go back.

Wen Cong's old man's master's heart is higher than the sky, and his fist intent is shocking, one punch wants to knock the rain curtain back to the sky, one punch wants to roll the hurricane upside down, one punch wants to sink the vast earth, and one punch wants to destroy the stars, how can he afford others to teach his precious disciples.

So in the end, of the four teenagers, only Jiechen wanted to go to the academy to practice. For some reason, they couldn't say these words to Jieji, like someone was about to be abandoned.

Zhan Undefeated thought that if he didn't let Jieji go to the Battle Court to practice, he would have a good response, but Chen Bufan shook his head, let Zhan Undefeated not be like this.

After thinking about it carefully, I felt that something was indeed wrong, so I let go of the thoughts in my heart. Wen Cong originally had this idea, and took the shortcut to the vast and boundless land, and saw the towering giant city, the endless lake, and the demon birds and monsters that can be seen everywhere, active between heaven and earth, and finally there is no such idea.

After noon, Chen Bufan asked Wen Cong to wake up Jieji, and he went to get the freshly boiled decoction, so that Jieji's soul could be nourished, and in the past two days, under the nourishment of the medicinal power, Jieji's soul state has become a lot better, but after all, it will stay a dark disease, whether it can be intact or not, it needs very precious medicine that can nourish the soul, including Jieji's own state of mind.

Only when you can get through the heart can you pull out the knife that pierces the soul.

After being woken up by Wen Cong, Jie Zhen drank the decoction that Chen Bufan had cooked, and then exercised the source power in his body alone in the room, guiding the medicinal power to nourish his body.

At this time, it is after noon, the temperature will not be cold, and there is still the residual temperature of noon between heaven and earth, so it is suitable for Jieji.

In the room, the scarlet plate sat motionless, looking motionless, but in fact, once it got closer, it could feel the source power fluctuations emanating from its body, like invisible tides, surging in the room.

The medicinal power guided by the source force penetrated deep into Jieji's body, and a warm and comfortable feeling filled his entire body, starting from his soul body and spreading from his physical body.

In the world deep in Jieji's soul, the god exudes a faint golden light, which is different from the previous brilliant godlight, and is much more restrained, like a proud wolf, seriously injured, and can only hide in a hidden place, licking his wounds alone.

The golden-veined leaves were wiped out by Han Wei, but in fact, it had no effect on the statue of the Tai Shen Ling, but the Tai Shen Spirit Statue was connected to the Jiechen Spirit, and there was a gap in the Jiechen Mood, which caused the Taishen Spirit Statue to also be affected a little, but this impact was not substantial.

After half an hour, Jiechen reopened his eyes, according to Chen Bufan, Jiechen no longer needed a decoction to nourish the soul to nourish the body, unless it was those rare and precious soul medicines, which were useful to Jiechen.

Jie Zhen is not a fool, on the contrary, he is a smart person who used to be close to a demon in his mind, and now he also has a terrible mind, and he naturally knows that the soul injury of a cultivator is extremely fatal, not an injury, but a soul defect or injury, and it is difficult to get better, which is the same as an eternal injury in the body, even if it is a monk who is strong and respectful, he can be reborn with a broken arm, resurrected by blood, and after being injured by eternity, no matter how deep your realm is, your strength is higher than the sky, and you cannot be reborn from a cut wound.

The power of the rules attached to the eternal wound will make your wound unhealable, and it will erode all the time, even if you use cultivation to resist, it will only keep the situation from continuing to worsen, and this process is accompanied by endless pain.

Defects in the soul and cracks in the state of mind, as well as eternal wounds in the body, are the three deadliest conditions in the monk's body.

And Jiescar's soul is now missing, which has caused a crack in his mood, and the situation can be described as bad.

Jieji is now like a jar, there are cracks inside and outside, and those cracks are almost about to disintegrate the entire jar, and on top of this, there is a force that is trying its best to keep the jar from disintegrating, that is, Jiechen's breath.

Even though this "qi" seems to be undulating at the moment, as if it will not be used up for decades, but the crack is the source of the change, even if one day the jar goes through a catastrophe that is no less than that of the Soul Refining Sect, the crack will be extremely fatal, and that "qi" may be broken.

To get back to the point, soul injuries are difficult to heal, and even if they alleviate the efficacy of medicine, they must be extremely precious, so Jie Zhen knows that these decoctions he has drunk in the past few days, if measured by the value of money, must be a sky-high number.

Jiechen can now be said to be a lost dog, he knows that he is not capable of repaying, some words to be said at that time, Chen Bufan smiled so that Jiechen does not care, Jiechen can only silently write down, maybe one day, can be returned in another way.

It's just that no one knows that when that day comes, Jie Zhen alone will stir up the storm in all directions.

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After the Jie Scar "digested" the medicinal power, the four teenagers in the Yating traveled together and went to the academy's registration office together.

Along the way, he was undefeated and talked non-stop, noisy and noisy, shouting that if he wasn't in retreat, he would definitely be the first place in this year's college admissions competition.

In fact, after breaking through the realm of undefeated retreat, the strength of cultivation has climbed a lot, and it can be said that it is more than enough to use this cultivation strength to face the current jieji, but for the real first place Feng Qilin in this session, the victory or defeat is still four or six, and the battle is undefeated to four.

However, among the few of them, the wind qilin is relatively old, and the qilin technique can be said to be perfectly cultivated, and its strength is close to touching the meaning of life and death, so it naturally has a great advantage.

Jiechen also sighed with this, the young generation on the Beihai side, one by one, all pursue the ascent of the realm, rarely pay attention to precipitation, or accumulate steadily, and do not polish each realm extremely solidly, this is like building a house, others work hard to find the best materials, to build the house, and you deal with things casually, the difference between the house is obvious.

And the quality of the materials of the house also determines how high the house can be built, so some monks, after blindly pursuing a breakthrough in the realm, it is very difficult for the house to build a higher floor.

Even if you build a higher floor, it is extremely unstable, and other people's houses can withstand wind and sun, storms, and even terrible natural disasters, drift fires, meteorites, etc., while your house will crumble under the slightest wind.

The registration is in a huge building, and the registration hall is overcrowded, there are elders with juniors who come to sign up, and family servants come here with the little master, and there are also those who obviously don't sign up, but follow their friends here, and they don't in the pit, just like the three of them who are undefeated.

Wen Cong saw that Jiescar's body was vain, so he volunteered to help get the registration form, and the contestants could choose the college they wanted to sign up for. Wen Cong is short and strong, and he easily got a registration form with his flexible positioning.

Jie Zhen was not in a hurry to sign up, and the four of them went out of the registration hall and found a teahouse, on the second floor, drinking tea and laughing.

Just suddenly, Wen Cong raised his head and muttered to himself, "Master is here!?"