The brothers and sisters didn't care much about Lin Feng's beauty and ugliness, they just wanted to know the true face of the second brother, whether it was beautiful or ugly, it was their second brother. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

"Second brother, don't take off your mask!"

"Yes, yes, yes!"

Xiong Da and Xiong Er hurriedly stopped Lin Feng.

Others find it strange that these two goods, who usually like to get to the bottom of things, are unusually today.

"Why?" asked Ascenda.

"The second brother is so beautiful, it's fascinating!"

Xiong Da and Xiong Er's demeanor looked a little unnatural, and even a little flustered, as if Lin Feng's beauty had endless lethality to the two of them.

Xiong Da and Xiong Er's answers were stunned, what can fascinate the two goods is really not ordinary beauty, and I am a little disappointed in my heart. The aesthetics of the two goods are very different from ordinary people, and the aesthetics of the two are beastly beauty. The two of them think it's beautiful, it's absolutely wonderful!

For mysterious things, people will always give them beautiful constructions according to their own imaginations. But Xiong Da and Xiong Er shattered their construction. One by one, they had some sympathy for Lin Feng in their hearts, and they finally knew why the second brother always wore a mask. Revealing the beauty appreciated by Xiong Da and Xiong Er is definitely shocking, and it is better to wear a mask. But what they recognize is the second brother's person, not the second brother's appearance.

"Go, go, stay aside! We just want to see the true face of the second brother. ”

Others insisted on seeing Lin Feng's true face.

The mask on Lin Feng's face slowly faded, like a red sun rising, when the mask receded, the light shone, and a face unparalleled in the world appeared in front of everyone, incomprehensible, beautiful to the extreme, everything was discolored.

Everyone's breath was held in an instant, and the needle drop could be heard! Whether it was a man or a woman, both eyes were blurred, and Lin Feng's beauty was difficult for even women to immune.

"It's so beautiful!"

"The world has lost its color!"

"This beauty should only exist in heaven, how many times can I see it in the world!"

......

In the muttering, his footsteps involuntarily approached Lin Feng, obsessed! Subconsciously intending to kiss Fang Ze.

This is where the lethality of Lin Feng's appearance lies—confusing sentient beings.

"Stop!" Feng Ming roared, like a morning bell and a dusk drum, waking up everyone who was obsessed, "I can't even bear the beauty, can it be a big thing?"

Everyone suddenly woke up and clung to their hearts, and their hearts were still pounding.

"Boss, you dare to blaspheme the goddess in our hearts, we want to duel with you!"

"Alas!"

Lin Feng sighed lightly, put on the mask, and a simple and unpretentious man appeared in front of everyone.

Lin Feng's appearance is indeed unparalleled in the world, which is her pride, but it is also her tragedy, which dooms her to loneliness. She is a public lover, and if she loves one person, it will bring endless disasters to that person, which is called red face and trouble. The blessings are shallow and can't afford it at all, and besides, there are a few people in the world who can enter its beautiful purpose.

"Second brother, no, no, no, second sister, let me take another look!"

"I'm your second brother, not your second sister. Forget my true colors, otherwise it will be detrimental to your future martial arts path!" Lin Feng said helplessly.

Her appearance can make the weak-willed become demons, but it is not the tempering of the state of mind. The road of martial arts is bound to go through ups and downs, and if you can't even overcome such a hurdle, your achievements will be limited. Therefore, Lin Feng did not refuse the request to take off the mask.

"I told you not to look at it, but you want to see it, okay, now you can see that the ghost is coming!" Xiong Da shouted at his throat, "Disperse! Disperse! ”

Everyone walked a little lost their souls, and the time was not long, but a beautiful shadow stayed in their hearts forever, lingering......

The next day, Xi Wei, Feng Ming, and Lin Feng joined hands to go up to the height of the main peak of martial arts.

After a night's rest, Feng Ming was full of energy, and the discomfort caused by the name of the holy school yesterday was gone. Feng Ming led Lin Feng's soft wattle and galloped all the way up. There were many pedestrians on the road, and they were all in a hurry, all heading towards their destinations.

No student dares to waste time, and every student is seizing the time to cultivate and doing everything possible to become stronger. All students can only stay in the East Courtyard for two years and then enter the West Courtyard. The West Courtyard is a talisman, where the law of the jungle is pursued, and the weak become the nourishment of the strong, which is extremely cruel!

Feng Ming and Lin Feng held hands intimately, which would attract strange glances, and those who knew Feng Ming stopped and pointed at Feng Ming. In the East Courtyard, there are only a handful of people who can cause people to stop, and Feng Ming is one of them, and it is worth spending as much time as you want to get the resources on Feng Ming, otherwise, who will spend precious time and run to the three thousand steps to see the excitement.

Feng Ming chose to ignore the provocations of others, even if on the platform outside the gate of the Holy Courtyard, other martial artists were extremely insulting. Feng Ming is sane, and in two years, he wants to find his own martial arts path and become strong enough to survive the bloodshed of the Western Courtyard. The cruelty of the West Courtyard, even with his amazement, it is extremely difficult to survive.

Heroes and stars shine brightly, and there are young heroes from all over the continent here, and there are countless strong fighters. Feng Ming has an immortal body, but he will also die, his immortality is just relying on external objects! as long as he kills him and takes away the supreme thing from him, he will also disappear. There are no real immortals.

And the relaxation of the enrollment conditions of the Holy Academy gave him endless pressure. The span of more than ten years has made his disadvantage extremely obvious, and those Martial Emperors and Martial Zun who have flocked to him will form a strangulation trend against him at that time. Now that he has put aside the Supreme Ring, he has become the target of everyone. At the foot of the three thousand steps, he had already died in battle, and if it weren't for the same sacrifice of the Martial Zun of the Blood Killing Alliance and the Western Alliance, he would have died. Luck can't always be on his side. The bloody lesson spurred him to make up for the shortcomings of his low realm as soon as possible.

There are too many things to do, two years is too short, he ignores all those provocations, and he must seize every minute and every second.

Feng Ming and Lin Feng came to the rental office of the Cadet Cave Mansion. The managers of the Cave Mansion Leasing Office, all of them in the Martial Saint Realm, did not smile, and from beginning to end, they all had expressionless faces.

In the Holy Academy, no one cares about your name, identity, or provenance, as long as you step on the three thousand steps, you are a student of the Holy Academy, and the previous glory and prominent status are meaningless here. And the identity of distinguishing between students and non-students is very simple, the Martial Saint Realm and the Non-Martial Saint Realm.

There's a sense of indifference here. In the eyes of the administrators of the Holy Academy, most of the students in front of them were already dead, and after a few years, they would disappear between heaven and earth like a cloud of smoke. They come quietly and go quietly, just like mayflies, leaving no traces, such people will naturally not attract the slightest attention, and no one will pay attention to the information of a person who is about to dissipate.

Feng Ming rented two of the best cave mansions, in essence, the best cave mansions did not mean much to Feng Ming and Lin Feng, the two of them had the resources to obtain the true yuan more easily than the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi, and the two of them did not rely on the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi as much as other martial artists. But in line with the consciousness that it is good to have a little more benefits, Feng Ming still rented the two best cave mansions, and the Yuan Stone on Feng Ming's body is really not something that the Holy Courtyard can do, he is the richest man in the continent is worthy of the name.

The new cave mansion is twice as spacious as Lin Feng's original cave mansion, and various functional places are equipped with formations, especially the cultivation room, under the effect of the Juyuan array, the heaven and earth vitality is almost liquid, and cultivating in such a place does not have to worry about the lack of heaven and earth vitality at all, and the speed is also a thousand miles a day.

However, neither Feng Ming nor Lin Feng chose to cultivate in the Cave Mansion, and the foundation of the Holy Courtyard was far more than a Cave Mansion with a strong vitality of heaven and earth.

On the hillside outside the cave, a hundred flowers bloom one after another, which is pleasing to the eye and relaxing. But both chose to ignore it. Before the flower, the love of children is long, for the students of the East Academy, it is a luxury thing, even with the qualifications of Feng Ming and Lin Feng, they dare not relax in the slightest, and there is a sense of urgency that "the mountain rain is coming".

Feng Ming and Lin Feng came to the two towering round stone pillars, the round stone pillars were carved with all kinds of creatures, lifelike, those lines flowed slowly, as if they were interpreting something, and the divine sense penetrated, and the endless coercion forced in, making people's hearts throb and difficult to hold themselves.

"Awesome! Awesome! The Holy Courtyard is the Holy Courtyard, and the depth of the heritage is beyond imagination!"

Feng Ming was amazed, the carvings on these two stone pillars were the same as the name of the Holy Academy, and they did not imply supreme martial arts.

From this point of view, the Holy House is a contradiction—both stingy and generous.

The stingy thing is that every bit of its resources has to be exchanged for yuan stones, and the price is extremely expensive, and it is eager to squeeze all the yuan stones on the students.

Generously, it threw its essence out like a broom, and didn't need any yuan stones at all, and there were definitely not one or two places like this. If you don't feel a place like this, you won't find anything unusual about it. For example, the name of the holy school, at a glance, is only two words. However, even if the anomalies are discovered, it is extremely difficult to figure out a little bit of the truth, they are unfathomable, and the artistic conception is far and deep, making it difficult to reach.

"From here up, it is where the essence of the Martial Dao General Peak is located, there are all kinds of places to assist in cultivation, as well as caves that sell all kinds of resources, as long as there are enough Yuan Stones, you can quickly become stronger with these. Lin Feng pointed to the peaks on the top of the two stone pillars and said, "Little brother, the eldest brother will not accompany you, you have your way to go, I have my way to go, there are endless opportunities here, the eldest brother believes that the younger brother will find his own way"

Then Lin Feng went to the heights.

Feng Ming looked at the mountain peaks looming in the white clouds, and a sense of pride rose from the bottom of his heart, he wanted to complete the nirvana of the martial arts path here, he wanted to soar into the sky, he wanted to control his own destiny......

Feng Ming climbed the stairs, flanked by a three-meter-high rock wall as smooth as a mirror, and engraved with words.

There is the concept of running a school in the Holy Academy, Feng Ming looks at it very carefully, there are too many puzzling places in the Holy Academy, maybe some clues can be seen from its school-running philosophy.

"Are you a genius? If you think you are, then you are! Don't let people limit your consciousness, let alone your imagination. Every peerless powerhouse is produced by embarking on a road that is very different from others, so that your imagination can put on wings, break through all the confinements, and soar above the nine heavens, such a person is a world-class powerhouse. ......”

The Holy Academy used a large number of words to expound its philosophy of running a school, that is, the concept of cultivating martial arts.

From the elaboration of the text, it can be seen that the Holy Academy runs its school to cultivate strong people in the world, and everything in it revolves around the strong people in the world.

For cultivating the world's strongest, the Holy Academy has a consciousness and concept that is very different from other forces on the mainland.

The Sacred House strongly opposes hand-in-hand teaching. The Holy Courtyard believes that teaching more, teaching well, and teaching carefully is in essence destroying and strangling genius. This kind of behavior is completely cloning another self, and cloning a Martial Saint Realm self is meaningless, in fact, it is just spending a lot of resources to cultivate one more ant!

Feng Ming's heart was shocked, this concept of the Holy Courtyard was novel and strong enough.

In the eyes of the Holy Courtyard, the Martial Saint was nothing more than an ant. As the saying goes, height determines consciousness. The height of the Holy Courtyard is much higher than that of other forces, one looking down and the other looking up, and the different perspectives also determine the completely different attitudes towards talents. Even the Martial Saint is an ant in the eyes of the Holy Academy, so a student who is not even a Martial Saint is a dust that is not even as good as an ant.

How could the Sacred Courtyard care if a speck of dust drifted away, and how could the Sacred Courtyard recognize a speck of dust as its student?

Another central idea of the Sacred Church is that it is better to believe in books than to have no books at all. First, what is expounded in the classics may not be correct, as a genius, we must dare to question it, and second, even if it is correct, as a genius, we must have the courage to break through and let it reach new heights.

The knowledge and experience of the predecessors are used for reference and to lay the foundation, and they must not be copied, otherwise, they are just a puppet copied from a classic book, lacking soul and self.

And the first two concepts, in essence, are to serve the last idea, that is, to break through the shackles of the predecessors and embark on their own supreme road, only such a martial arts road can go further and further.

Therefore, the Holy Academy did not send a tutor to guide the students, but it opened up all its resources for the students to learn from and use as much as they wanted.

The Sacred Academy does not erase the edges and corners of the students, and the Sacred Academy believes that those edges and corners are the ones that shine the most on the students. The Sacred Courtyard thinks that once erased, it will be extremely terrible and sad! This is tantamount to spending a huge amount of resources to create batch after batch of molds with similar performance, and what vitality and creativity will there be in such a continent, and its decline will be sooner or later.

The Holy Courtyard takes the elite route, and it does not welcome mediocre talents to study here, after all, what it advocates is a supreme road, full of hardships and ups and downs. And such an elite may not be able to produce one in ten thousand years, and what the Holy Courtyard wants is one or two of those rare. Therefore, even if it is to exchange yuan stones for resources, the holy court does not want to waste resources on mediocre talents, and some resources cannot be exchanged for more yuan stones.

The idea of running a school in the Holy Academy is unconventional and reasonable, but it is simply impossible for other forces and colleges to do it. It is not so much the difference in philosophy between the two as the difference in conditions. The reason why the Holy Monastery dared to do so was because of its transcendence, its absolute dominance over the entire continent. In doing so, the Holy Yuan has actually used almost all of the mainland's human, material, and financial resources.

And the gore and cruelty hidden under this concept are also self-evident.

Feng Ming sighed softly. Whether it was right or wrong for the Holy Court to do so was too difficult to judge, especially for a hairy young man like him who knew very little about the mainland. As far as reason is concerned, such a law is absolutely naked, bloody, and cruel to ordinary people, but what if there is a deeper reason hidden in it?

Feng Ming comforted himself and left the rock wall of the school-running philosophy of the Holy Academy with heavy steps.