Southern Regions, Izumo Country, Purple Cloud Palace.

Izumo Province is a powerful force in the Southern Regions. And the Purple Cloud School Palace can be called a holy place for cultivators in Izumo Country, and countless dignitaries and nobles have squeezed their heads, just begging to send their own heirs to the palace to practice.

The students who can enter the school palace, except for some noble children who are difficult to refuse, most of them are gifted, as long as they concentrate on cultivation and follow the guidance of the lecturer, they will definitely have some achievements.

However, there is always something different.

"Jiang Chi, I want to see what kind of book makes you so fascinated! Even the lecturer's teaching is ignored!"

On the lecture hall, the woman in the purple shirt smashed down the copywriting and teaching scroll in her hand, walked quickly to the young man in the corner, and snatched the scroll from the young man's palm.

Seeing this scene, the students in the same class laughed and whispered.

Everyone knows that this young man named "Jiang Chi" can be regarded as a rare masterpiece in the school palace!

Four years ago, the palace master of the Ziyun Academy Palace personally led Jiang Chi into the palace.

No matter from which point of view, Jiang Chi's cultivation talent was extremely inferior. However, the palace master was different from the norm, and despite the opposition of the elders, he accepted him as a personal disciple. At that time, due to the prestige of the palace master, everyone in the palace did not dare to say anything.

But on the second day after accepting Jiang Chi, the palace master announced that the retreat had been completed, and he needed to travel all over the world and sharpen his cultivation. The secular affairs of the school palace were handed over to the presbyterian church, and this time it was four years, and it has not yet returned.

In this way, Jiang Chi's position is extremely embarrassing.

As a disciple of the personal lineage, but he has never been passed on by himself, the elders already look down on him, let alone see his specialness, so they can only let it go without interference.

If Jiang Chi's cultivation can enter the realm in a thousand miles, everyone will naturally be convinced. Even if his qualifications are limited and slightly inferior to geniuses, everyone does not dare to raise objections to the rules of the Academy.

The problem is that Jiang Chi's performance is really chilling.

In four years, Jiang Chi's cultivation was unable to make an inch, and he was still stagnant in the Naling Realm.

Accepting the spiritual realm, accommodating the spiritual energy of heaven and earth in one's own body, running Zhou Tian to refine the physical body, and finally cultivating the dantian, is the first step in the cultivation of the road.

To put it mildly, even if it is an ordinary peasant family, if he has to practice the exercises, he can step into the spiritual realm at the age of eleven or twelve. If you are a little diligent, you can break through to the Imperial Qi Realm after three or two years.

Jiang Chi is already eighteen years old, and under the tilt of the cultivation resources of the Academy Palace, he can only cultivate like this, which is really unreasonable.

Many people think that the palace master has lost his eyes.

As a lecturer in the Academy, Ji Mengxue didn't think so.

She looked at the young man in front of her, with a handsome face, plain white clothes, and sword eyebrows and starry eyes.

For several years, in the face of doubt, he was calm, and in the face of ridicule, he laughed off. A person with such a heart will definitely not be so bad in cultivation.

Combined with the palace master's vision, Ji Mengxue always felt that Jiang Chi was only unwilling to break through because of his unsolved heart barrier.

On ordinary days, at least Jiang Chi still acts as a respectful teacher. But for several months in a row, Jiang Chi only took a dilapidated book to study, and regarded her as nothing, which made her unbearable, and the squeezing anger finally exploded, snatched his scroll, and asked with an angry face.

Even if he doesn't study seriously, Ji Mengxue, as a teacher, must teach seriously.

Jiang Chi was snatched the scroll in his hand, but he was not angry, he got up and saluted, and said with a slight smile: "Mr. Ji, if you like it, you can bring it back to study for a few days." ”

In the Academy, lecturers are honored as "Mr."

Jiang Chi did enough to count, and Ji Mengxue was not easy to attack, so she opened the scroll and looked at it carefully. The scrolls are loose, the pages are worn, and they are apparently often flipped.

On the first page, there is a beautiful woman outlined by white paper and ink lines, and the woman in the painting is slightly powdered, with spring in her eyebrows, and she is delicate and lovely.

A flush suddenly appeared on her face, her eyes were full of anger, and she glared at Jiang Chi fiercely - isn't the woman in this painting Ji Mengxue!

Jiang Chi didn't know why, she looked left and right in confusion, thinking that she was staring at something else.

You just keep pretending!!

Ji Mengxue was ashamed and annoyed in her heart, and turned a few pages back, without exception, all of them were her portraits, with different angles and different looks, each of which was vivid and vivid, showing the national color.

"Jiang Chi, you ...... You...... Get out!" Ji Mengxue couldn't hold back her anger, slapped the scroll on the table, her face turned cold, and drove Jiang Chi out of the lecture hall.

The student left. ”

Jiang Chi's expression was as usual, as if he didn't know that he had angered the beauty, picked up the scroll and patted the dust, and bowed back.

In the eyes of others, she is more like a girl with all kinds of amorous feelings, flirting with the incomprehensible wood. But when he thought of Ji Mengxue and Jiang Chi's disparity in strength and completely different status, he let this absurd idea disperse.

No one noticed that in another corner, a young man dressed in a gorgeous costume and satin stared at Jiang Chi's back, and the killing intent in his heart became more and more intense.

"Jiang Chi, you are wrong, you are wrong, you shouldn't provoke my cousin's woman!"

"You are a personal disciple, and now I dare not touch you. A hint of coldness flashed in Lei Mingxuan's eyes, and he thought to himself, "When my cousin has become a great cultivator, I will ask the Council of Elders to remove you from your name and replace you, which will be your end!"

There is always no shortage of flatterers around the young master, and others saw his anger and asked in a low voice, "Young Master Lei, do you want to teach him a lesson?"

"After all, he is the palace master's personal heir, don't do too much...... Let's pick a dumb girl!" Lei Mingxuan's expression was indifferent, and after explaining, he left this matter behind.

For waste, there is never a need to calculate, it is enough to crush it with strength!

......

"Dumb girl, I've been kicked out. ”

Jiang Chi pushed open the wooden door, and smelled the fragrance of the food, and the woman was busy going in and out, stretching out today's lunch.

The mute woman has a slender figure, but her face is wrapped in bandages one after another, only her eyes, ears, mouth and nose are exposed, and she can't see her face at all.

She was mute, so naturally she couldn't reply, so she responded simply with a gesture, and went to her own business again.

Jiang Chi sat down and spread out the scroll in his hand.

At this moment, the content of the book is no longer a portrait of a beauty, but a mysterious and obscure tadpole text, and while he is reading, he mutters to himself: "What did Ji Mengxue see?"

"At the beginning of the avenue, the name is Hongmeng, since Pangu broke Hongmeng, and opened up from the turbidity ......"

The food was full of color and flavor, and the mute girl couldn't help but say, snatched the scroll in his hand, threw it aside, and knocked on the rice bowl, which jingled.

"This broken book was robbed twice in one day. ”

Jiang Chi smiled bitterly: "After all, it is a saint-level exercise, can you not throw it around, what should I do next time I can't find it......"

The world's exercises are divided into five sections, from low to high, which are scholar-level, candidate-level, emperor-level, saint-level, and god-level.

It is not surprising that scholar-level exercises can be seen everywhere, and there are thousands of copies in the Ziyun Academy Palace, which are for disciples to read;

Emperor-level exercises are rare, the entire Heavenly Saint Divine Prefecture, by no means more than a hundred, the palace master of the Ziyun School Palace, is to cultivate the first-level exercises, so as to dominate the world;

As for the god-level exercises, everyone in the world has heard of them, but they have never seen them.

If anyone knew that Jiang Chi was holding the "broken book" that he had studied day and night in his hand, it was a saint-level exercise, and he was afraid that he would be terrified. What's more, they will be vicious and forcibly snatch it.

The saint-level exercises that others regarded as treasures were abandoned on the ground, but the master and servant didn't care, as if the food in front of them was more important.

In fact, there is nothing to care about, he has a total of five saint-level exercises.