A few months later.

Dressed in a black robe and cloak on his head, Mullin appeared in a bustling bazaar. I don't want to cause too much trouble.

This place is far away from Luling Mountain.

It is the only way to go to the Spiritual Void Academy.

"I heard from the master that not far from Luling Mountain, there is a bloodthirsty devil who feeds on people. ”

Two old women chatted, and one old woman said.

"yes, I've heard about it, too!

Not far away, an old woman ran over, joined in the fun, and echoed.

"I also heard that the entire Han family was eaten alive, and the children were not spared!"

One after another, people came around, gossiping, and talking about rumors.

"Spirit Void Academy, send a strong person to investigate!"

"I heard that the genius of the Han family is also here!"

“......”

Mu Lin frowned slightly with questions.

"The news spread very quickly! Apparently, there are rumors that the old, weak, and young women are still alive!"

"Get out of the way, get out of the way!" a young man said, pushing.

Mu Lin, pressed the black cloak even lower with his hands.

Suddenly.

Someone pushed his shoulder, and his body was crooked.

When I raised my eyes, I saw a group of people, dressed in white, with their hair in a bun, with a happy smile on their faces, just paving the way for one person.

It's cold!

I saw that she had a veil on her face, a slender figure, and a thin layer of ice mist outside her body, which set off like a fairy descending to earth.

"Senior Sister Han, please!" a young man lowered his head and led the way.

Mu Lin was shocked in his heart, the genius of the Han family, the daughter of the cold war.

A thousand snows in the cold!

Twenty-fifth level Spirit Sect!

He was curious in his heart, and he couldn't help but try it, and the spiritual power slowly approached, and the piercing bones swept in.

"Who?" snorted crisply.

Mu Lin's body shook, and the spiritual power that poked out was shattered, and it came back, quickly cutting off the spiritual power.

The cloak is pressed lower and becomes a passerby.

"What a powerful perception!" Mu Lin thought to himself.

Han Qianxue, frightened, just now a very powerful aura visited him.

At a glance, nothing unusual was found.

My instinct told me that there was something wrong with the one in black in the crowd.

"Whoosh!"

The figure flashed, and grabbed him by the back collar.

"Who?" said an uncle, smiling obscenely at her.

"Get out!"

Han Qianxue's face was cold, and she threw it away, looked around, and always felt that something was wrong.

A moment later.

"Bang!"

As soon as he stomped his feet, he left small footprints on the ground and walked away unwillingly.

Mu Lin, after thinking about it for a while, Han Qianxue's intuition was too terrifying, if it weren't for the fact that there was an uncle in black around the corner, it would be difficult to get out just now.

She must know that the Han family was exterminated, if she knew that she was still alive, with her character, she would definitely arrest herself and ask about it.

Although he was not afraid of her, he could not get any benefits, so he still found a place to stay and avoid her.

Enter, Lingxu Academy, and think about countermeasures.

Mu Lin walked forward with his thoughts, and the front was bustling with activity, looking up.

Psitronomic Guild.

It is to assess the level of spiritual power, give proof of identity, can be used as an admission certificate, and can also be in the empire, seeking an official and a half-job.

There was a long queue in front of the door. Successively from the union, out of the teenagers, the expression on his face is excited and disappointed, everything is there, just passed the assessment.

"This year's Lingxu Academy enrollment is more difficult than in previous years!"

"I hope to get better results, get recommendation letters, and reduce assessment items!"

"If there is a 'Spirit Jade Medal', you can be exempted from the assessment!"

"You're quiet, that's not what we're supposed to think!"

“......”

The teenagers in the queue whispered.

Mulin had a flash of inspiration. Quietly at the back of the line.

An hour later.

It was his turn.

Mullin stepped into the guild with his front foot, and the door was closed with his back foot.

In the hall, it can be called gorgeous, with stalls made of animal skins and carvings made of animal bones hanging on the walls.

Six people sit in a circle. Place a crystal ball in the middle. A passage in the doorway that leads to the crystal ball.

Mullin walked up.

A pretty maid took a tray and placed it in front of Mulin.

"What is this?" asked Mullin in a hoarse voice.

The maid smiled slightly, he was obviously not the first.

"Sir, please pay ten copper coins for the assessment!" explained the maid with a smile.

Mu Lin smiled bitterly: "There is really no free lunch in the world!"

"I didn't!" Mu Lin's voice was still hoarse.

"Sir, you can pledge something else and redeem it when you have copper coins!" explained the maid with a smile.

"Warcraft crystal nucleus, is it okay?" asked Mu Lin embarrassedly.

The Demon Beast Spirit Seal was obtained by hunting Demon Beasts in Luling Mountain, and as he spoke, he took one out of his pocket and put it on the tray.

"Ahh

The girl of the tray with a plump breast, undulating.

Behind the curtain, a black-clothed girl, with slightly condensed eyebrows, put the letter aside, and glanced at the front of the stage, obviously affected.

The examiner was stunned, and the Demon Beast Spirit Seal in front of him, although the level was low, was not something that ordinary people could have.

The low-level Demon Beast Spirit Seal can be devoured and quickly increase the level of spiritual power, which is faster than cultivating from the outside world.

"This ......" the maid's words stuttered a little!

"Is it okay?" Mullin took out a few more and put them in.

The maid's little hand holding the tray trembled a little.

The examiner's eyes were about to pop out.

Those who can come up with so many Demon Beast Spirit Seals are either the children of the family or the wealthy families.

"Huh!"

Behind the curtain, the girl's smart eyes flashed with a hint of curiosity.

"Sir, enough is enough, too much. The maid explained tremblingly.

"If it's an assessment, one is enough, do you have any other needs?" added the maid.

"I didn't expect that the Warcraft Spirit Seal is quite popular. Mu Lin laughed to himself.

Mu Lin didn't know that a five-person mercenary group, risking his life to hunt demonic beasts, couldn't get so much in one mission.

"I want it, Lingyu Medal!" said Mulin Lion with a big mouth.

The maid looked at him with surprise on her face.

"I'm sorry, sir, there's nothing we can do about it!" said apologetically.

A hint of frustration flashed across Mulin's face.

"Yes, but ......" a tactful and melodious voice came from behind the curtain.

"Bang!"

The door was kicked open.

One of them pushed Mullin away.

"Little slut, Lao Tzu's son, you dare to fight!"

A middle-aged man with a wide nose and big ears, thick shoulders and a round waist, and a loud voice.

"Bang!"

"Wow wow!"

Little master, are you alright!

When Mu Lin heard the prestige, a little boy fell down and cried, seven or eight years old, seven or eight slaves stepped forward to help, and stood up for a long time. The waistline is taller than the taller.

"Alas, Nangong is arrogant, he's going to blackmail others again!"

"Every time, it's the reason!"

“......”

The onlookers at the door, pointing.

An old servant behind the curtain wants to make a move.

The hand, which was as white as jade, shook it.

"If you knock him down, I'll give you the Spirit Jade Medal!" the voice was melodious and beautiful, as if he said to Mu Lin.

"Little slut, you dare to threaten me?" Nangong said arrogantly.

Mu Lin glanced at him, the thirteenth-level spirit king, there was nothing to worry about.

Bow your head and ponder.

"She seems to be coaxing, but in fact she is causing trouble!"

"If you want to use my hand to teach Nangong Ao, she doesn't have to offend people, if I win, I will be at least a thirteenth-level spirit king, in line with the standards of the Spirit Technician Medal, if I lose, it will have nothing to do with her." ”

"Win or lose, the end result is that she wins!"

"No!" replied Mulin hoarsely, not wanting to be teased.