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As soon as Zhao Jingfeng opened his eyes, the dean and vice president Zhu Xi, who had been waiting outside, also walked in at the same time.

Seeing the dean walk in, Zhao Jingfeng hurriedly got out of bed and saluted, "Dean, vice dean." ”

The dean's old face was full of smiles, he looked at Zhao Jingfeng calmly, and said with a smile: "Zhao Jingfeng, just now there was an abnormality in the fluctuation of the heaven and earth aura here here, you haven't encountered any problems in cultivation! If there is, you might as well say it and see if I can help you solve it." There was a hint of concern in the dean's tone.

"Thank you Dean for your concern, I'm doing well and I'm not experiencing any problems. Zhao Jingfeng said in a flat tone, he didn't think that the situation in his dantian could be solved by the dean in front of him, so it was better to keep his mouth shut than to make some troublesome things like this.

The dean smiled and continued, "Zhao Jingfeng, you have now been promoted to a martial artist!"

Zhao Jingfeng nodded slightly and said, "Yes, I just successfully condensed the Natal Soul Treasure. ”

"Then I don't know if your current cultivation is at the advanced or intermediate level of a martial artist. The dean smiled, in his opinion, Zhao Jingfeng's current cultivation was at least an intermediate martial artist! After all, he had seen with his own eyes that all the huge heaven and earth aura just now had been absorbed by Zhao Jingfeng.

Although he didn't know how Zhao Jingfeng used to digest such a huge amount of heaven and earth aura, he understood that after absorbing so much heaven and earth aura, Zhao Jingfeng's strength would definitely not stay only in the primary realm of martial arts.

As soon as he was promoted to a martial artist, he directly crossed the primary level and became an existence of at least an intermediate martial artist, as soon as he thought of this, the dean's heart couldn't help but feel a burst of joy, this time, he finally came out of a real genius in the Confucius and Mencius Academy.

"Dean, I have just successfully condensed the Natal Soul Treasure, and my current cultivation is of course still primary. Zhao Jingfeng knew in his heart that the dean thought that the huge heaven and earth aura just now had been absorbed by himself, so he asked such a question.

"Primary!" Hearing this, not only the dean, but even the vice dean Zhu Xi, who was standing next to him without saying a word, was full of disbelief.

"How is it possible, you have absorbed such a huge amount of heaven and earth aura, how can your strength still stay at the primary level?" Vice Dean Zhu Xi couldn't help but speak. Even the dean felt his head full of doubts.

"I don't know. Zhao Jingfeng showed a wry smile on his face, he didn't plan to say what happened in his dantian.

"Okay, since Zhao Jingfeng is fine, then we should also leave. The dean looked at Zhao Jingfeng and said, "Zhao Jingfeng, now that you have just been promoted to a martial artist, you should familiarize yourself with the use of the Natal Soul Treasure!" As soon as he finished speaking, the dean and the vice dean left Zhao Jingfeng's room.

After leaving the dormitory building, Vice Dean Zhu Xi asked with curiosity on his face: "Lord Dean, Zhao Jingfeng has obviously absorbed such a huge amount of heaven and earth aura, how can his strength still stay in the realm of a junior martial artist, this doesn't seem to be in line with common sense!"

Hearing this, the dean nodded slightly, and said, "Well, it really doesn't go with common sense, maybe there is some secret in Zhao Jingfeng's body that we don't know! Otherwise, how could he attract the aura of heaven and earth within a radius of more than ten miles, this is an impossible thing." ”

Speaking of this, the dean paused, and then continued: "Let's not speculate too much about this matter, in the future, as long as we don't make too much trouble about Zhao Jingfeng, we don't interfere more, let him grow up by himself! The road of genius is often walked out by himself, and he will never be able to really grow up without going through wind and rain. ”

"Yes, Zhu Xi understands. The vice dean replied respectfully, his heart was bright, in order to cultivate a genius, their Confucius and Mencius Academy was worthy of this.

The dean looked at a blue sky and muttered: "Zhao Jingfeng seems to be only fifteen years old this year, a fifteen-year-old martial artist, this can cause some alarm in the Soul Treasure Star, it seems that Zhao Fu has really produced a genius this time, I hope he will go on smoothly! But he must not die young, otherwise, this is the loss of my Nanming Dynasty, hey! Unfortunately, Zhao Taizu has disappeared for a hundred years, if he is still alive, it is estimated that he has succeeded!"

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After the dean left, Zhao Jingfeng crossed his knees on the bed again, and once again observed the two colors of light that suddenly appeared in the lower dantian, one gold and one black, and finally sighed helplessly, for this gold and black two color points of light, Zhao Jingfeng didn't know what was going on at all, although these two colors of light were in his dantian, they were completely beyond his control.

Sighing secretly, Zhao Jingfeng has decided not to care about them anymore, because this is a complete waste of time, anyway, he is already a person who has died once, and he can see many things, except for Du Qiuniang, who let him taste his mother's love for the first time, there is nothing worth caring about in this life.

Zhao Jingfeng took a few deep breaths, slowly calmed down, and then deep in his right hand, his mind moved, and with a strong wave of spiritual energy fluctuations, he saw a slender long sword like a willow appear in Zhao Jingfeng's right hand.

This Natal Soul Treasure Sword is very small, and the entire sword body is silvery-white, like a mirror, which can clearly reflect the surrounding scenery.

This sword is four feet long and two fingers wide, and on the sword surface near the hilt, there is the word "Yan Xi", in order to commemorate his previous life Lingyuan Xing, to commemorate Yan Xi on Lingyuan Xing.

Holding Yan Xi's sword in his hand, Zhao Jingfeng's face couldn't help but show a smile, especially the moment he held Yan Xi's sword, the familiar feeling seemed to make him return to his previous life, Lingyuan Xing.

However, the only difference is that at this moment, Zhao Jingfeng feels that the sword in his hand is like one of his own arms, and he does not need to spend too much effort to control it by himself, and Zhao Jingfeng also clearly feels that his spiritual sense has been perfectly linked with the sword in his hand, and the two seem to be one and the same, no longer separated from each other, which is a feeling he has never had on the Lingyuan Star in his previous life.

Zhao Jingfeng stretched out his finger and flicked it lightly on the silver sword.

"Ding!" With a crisp sound, Yan Xi's sword made a crisp sound, and it seemed that this sword was more like it was made of refined iron.

Zhao Jingfeng was full of joy and gently stroked the sword body of Yan Xijian with his left hand, looking like that, as if this sword was the person he loved the most.

When Zhao Jingfeng summoned the Yan Xi Sword, all the power in his body was condensed on the sword in his hand, and this sword can not only exert a powerful attack power, but also the source of Zhao Jingfeng's power, it will take over Zhao Jingfeng's dantian, and continuously supply the aura he needs.

Zhao Jingfeng's heart moved, and the Yan Xi sword in his hand suddenly disappeared, and in his dantian, a miniature version of the Yan Xi sword appeared again.

In the blink of an eye, two days have passed since Zhao Jingfeng was successfully promoted to a martial artist, and in these two days, Zhao Jingfeng spent the rest of his time in the Hidden Scripture Pavilion of the academy except for occasionally observing the gold and black light spots in the dantian, with the idea of giving it a try, hoping to find out about the relevant situation in his dantian from the group book, but unfortunately he found nothing in the end.

And in the past two days, the matter of Zhao Jingfeng's promotion to a martial artist has also spread in the academy, and it has suddenly set off a wave again, because Zhao Jingfeng's strength to be promoted to a martial artist is too fast, and everyone in Confucius and Mencius Academy knows that when Zhao Jingfeng first entered the school a few months ago, his strength was only the eighth layer of spiritual power, and in just a few months, Zhao Jingfeng broke through from the eighth layer of spiritual power to a martial artist.

Such a fast cultivation speed amazed everyone in the Confucius and Mencius Academy, and this speed had completely surpassed Wu Shenqing, who was known as a cultivation genius in the Confucius and Mencius Academy.

Far away from Confucius and Mencius Academy, in a splendid palace. A middle-aged man in a red gold robe was sitting in his study reading Taoist books.

"Your Majesty, there is a messenger asking to see you. At that moment, a deep, respectful voice rang out from outside the door.

Hearing this, the middle-aged man's eyes slowly moved away from the book, looked at the direction of the door, and said in a light tone: "Come in." This middle-aged man is the emperor of the Southern Ming Dynasty - Zhu Yousong.

As soon as the emperor's words fell, the door of the study was gently opened, and then a young man wearing a black robe, who looked to be about thirty years old, walked in from the outside quickly, and suddenly stopped when he was still thirty steps away from the emperor sitting in the study, and then knelt down on one knee and said in a respectful tone: "Your Majesty, this is the letter that Lord Zhu Changluo, the president of Confucius and Mencius Academy, has just sent from you. ”

At first, the emperor didn't care, but when he heard the name of Zhu Changluoshi, the dean of Confucius and Mencius Academy, his face suddenly became solemn, and he slowly put the Taoist ancient books in his hand on the table, and said, "Present it quickly." ”

"Yes, Your Majesty!" stood beside the Emperor, a personal guard in armor replied respectfully, and then immediately took the envelope from the messenger's hand, took it in his hand and examined it carefully, and when he confirmed that there was no problem, he stepped forward and handed it to the Emperor.

The emperor immediately opened the letter and looked at it, and immediately, a smile gradually appeared on his calm face, and he muttered: "This Zhao Jingfeng is really a genius!" Not only can you defeat a martial artist with eight layers of spiritual power, and you can defeat an intermediate martial artist with ten layers of spiritual power, but you can successfully condense your natal soul treasure to become a martial artist at the age of fifteen. ”

"Behind Zhao Jingfeng is the Zhao Mansion, and it is the fourth young master of the Zhao Mansion, it seems that it is impossible to control him, since this is the case, then the only way to try to win him over, although the Zhao Mansion has been silent for decades, but the heritage in their family is still there, and the strength is still not to be underestimated, which is enough for me to do, since this is the case, then so be it!" Speaking of this, the emperor seemed to have decided something, and immediately said: "Come here, pen and ink will serve." ”

Soon, the attendants prepared the pen and ink, and the emperor picked up the pen and began to write, and finally carefully picked up the written words and read them, slowly folded them and left the study.

The emperor held a written scroll of paper in one hand and was escorted by a team of personal guards through the palace and finally entered a beautiful courtyard.

As soon as the emperor stepped into the courtyard, an old man who looked to be fifty or sixty years old walked out of a room in the courtyard, looked at the emperor with a flat gaze, and said with a smile: "It turned out to be the emperor, please come inside." ”

The emperor came to the old man, did not enter the house, handed the paper scroll in his hand to the old man, and said solemnly in a consultative tone: "Senior Wang Zhong, I have an important letter here that needs to be sent by Senior Wang Zhong to the Zhao Mansion in Kaifeng City. ”

Hearing this, the old man's face became slightly serious, and he reached out to take the scroll of paper in the emperor's hand, and said, "Your Majesty, don't worry! I will definitely deliver the letter." The old man knew in his heart that since he needed a letter that he personally escorted, this letter must not be so simple.

At the moment when the letter in his hand was sent, the emperor sighed secretly in his heart, and secretly thought to himself: "Zi'er, for the development of Daming, for the future of Daming, my father has to sacrifice you." ”

The next morning, Zhao Jingfeng, who was sitting cross-legged on the bed, slowly opened his eyes, in the past two days, he did not practice, except for going to the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion to read Taoist books and ancient books during the day, and spent the night in the dormitory to be familiar with the use of the natal soul treasure in the dantian, in order to be able to use the natal soul treasure freely in the shortest possible time.

After all, although Zhao Jingfeng has been promoted to a martial artist now, the natal soul treasure in his body is even more connected to his mind, but this is not enough for him to be able to perfectly grasp and use the natal soul treasure, for Zhao Jingfeng, who has the experience of Lingyuan Star in his previous life, the natal soul treasure of this soul treasure star still has a freshness in his heart, and it does not take a few days to familiarize himself with and accept it, even if the natal soul treasure in his body is connected to his mind, Zhao Jingfeng estimates that it will be difficult to exert his peak strength.

Because, this is equivalent to a person has been broken for more than ten years, but suddenly the broken arm has grown again, anyone who is already familiar with the life of the broken arm will face the arm that has stood up again, and will be a little uncomfortable, which requires time to slowly accept and familiarize.

Slowly standing up from the bed, Zhao Jingfeng left the dormitory directly, and after going to the dining room for breakfast, Zhao Jingfeng came to the Zangjing Pavilion according to his usual habits.