Another universe.

Fangming Academy is located in the northeastern region of the Huangsheng Continent, in the misty mountain range in the middle of the Sun Kingdom.

The Hazy Mountains are named because of the thick fog that fills them all year round.

This mountain range stretches for tens of thousands of miles, and the entire mountain range is in the shape of a crescent. In the center of the crescent moon there are six main peaks of the most precipitous and tall Hazy Mountains.

They are the six peaks of the Divine Wind Peak, the Gengjin Peak, the Fire Spirit Peak, the Gutu Peak, the Shuiyuan Peak, and the Aoki Peak, which are called the Six Xuan Peaks by Fang Mingmen.

The six peaks are in the trend of Liuhe, and a flat land of tens of thousands of hectares in the middle is enclosed. Looking down on the sky, there are thousands of loft houses scattered and almost unremarkable.

As for the tallest group of attics in the center, it was the place where Fang Ming Academy's unified professors had not surpassed the sixth-level disciples of the Primal Xuan Realm.

As for the Six Xuan Peaks, it was the place where less than fifty disciples of Fang Mingmen lived. They were all true masters who had cultivated to the seventh level or above of the Primal Mystery Realm.

This piece of flat land surrounded by the six peaks was inhabited by all the Fang Ming Academy students who had not exceeded the sixth layer of the Primordial Xuan Realm.

Fang Ming Academy has been much more noisy than usual in the last few days. Because these days are the days when the college recruits students once every two years.

Among the disciples who came for the introductory trial, there were children with good qualifications from the major meta-cultivation families and royal nobles, and there were also talented people who were recommended by famous people or recommended by the elders of the sect who traveled abroad.

Or come from the door with good qualifications. In either case, Xuan Gen had to be at the intermediate level or above to be included in Fang Mingmen's door.

In a tall attic building of Fang Ming Academy, dozens of Xuan Xiu, dressed in uniform style, but in different colors, with long hair simply tied behind their heads, sat around a long jet-black table.

"This year's trial has really produced a lot of talented children. The kid from the Jia family in Heilong County not only had a rare wind attribute physique, but also used clever tricks in the competition, using several kinds of first-grade mystics to easily defeat those who were better than himself. ”

At the head of the table, the old man with a square face and a childish face restrained his smile slightly, squinted his eyes and raised his head slightly to the crowd, and then raised his voice loudly.

"He is an excellent example, as teachers of the academy, you must not only flaunt the future prospects of the students based on the level of Xuan Qi cultivation, only pure Xuan Qi cultivation but do not fully display their methods and practical experience will not go further on the road of Xuan Qi!"

The old man looked at everyone, smiled, frowned slightly, and said in a loud voice: "In recent years, under my repeated proposals to the master, the head and the other six vein masters have discussed the matter proposed to me many times, and it has been unresolved. ”

He paused slightly, looked at the endless attic groups outside the window, and said slowly: "The head personally transmitted to me yesterday that from today onwards, the academy will remove the 'Tianjiao List' that is only ranked by the level of Xuanqi cultivation, and change it to a small ratio per year for each department, and all departments will be re-ranked by a large ratio in four years, and the 'Tianjiao List' will be replaced by the 'My Destiny List'. ”

After listening to the old man's words, most of the people sitting in the chairs were surprised, and only a few people still remained indifferent, as if they already knew about it.

After a whisper of whispers, a middle-aged man with no eyebrows and triangular eyes finally stood up with a slightly indifferent expression, and opened his mouth to speak coldly with a slight wave of his hand at the old man.

"Dean Lu, I'm afraid that this will affect the low-level students who are still in the second and third layers of the Primordial Mystery Realm, right? If the first three layers of the Primordial Realm don't lay a good foundation to condense the Xuan Qi and become obsessed with the art of martial arts, plus they are already young and vigorous, I am afraid that the disciples will blindly be greedy and aggressive, and fight fiercely, and then ruin the Xuan Cultivation Dao. ”

"Since this matter was decided by the head of Fang Mingmen and the six major vein masters, the teachers of Fang Ming Academy, who belonged to Fang Mingmen, were naturally not qualified to say anything, but they asked the dean to think twice. In order not to delay the disciples of the top three layers of the Primal Xuan Realm and delay their own Xuan Qi cultivation due to competing for the rankings on the list, the students of the top three layers of the Initial Xuan Realm still maintain their ranking based on the purity of the Xuan Qi, which is more stable for the future development of the students. As for stimulating the disciples to improve their actual combat ability and setting up the 'My Destiny List', I think it is more suitable for cultivation above the third level of the Primordial Xuan Realm. ”

After the middle-aged man with triangular eyes and no eyebrows said these words with a slightly thin face and without the slightest emotion, he sat back on the chair before the old man he called Dean Lu could speak, hugged his chest and closed his eyes to recuperate.

Everyone seems to have been surprised by the posture of this middle-aged man.

Dean Lu glanced indifferently at the middle-aged man in the triangular eye, turned his head to face everyone, and flashed a trace of pain: "Peace has been too long, you all seem to have forgotten the cruelty of war." The head of the sect and the master of the pulse are naturally aware of this matter, Teacher Shen, you don't have to worry. You don't know what's going on in the outside world lately. ”

He got up, sighed, and continued to the crowd.

"In the past few decades, there has been constant friction between the two medium-sized countries of Tianyi and Lanyang, and in recent years, it has been a big fight for a small neutral country sandwiched between them to produce a high-grade Xuanshi vein, and the entanglement of interests between more than 100 small countries that are attached to their two medium-sized countries has intensified. Not long ago, there was a large-scale conflict. The head of the sect and the six major veins fear that the ambition of the two countries to annex each other for decades will soon break out, and a war will soon arise. And our Sun Kingdom is just an ordinary small country attached to Tianyi Kingdom, and together with the battle, we will definitely summon Fang Ming Sect disciples, and even our Fang Ming Academy students to enlist in the army. That's why we need to improve our actual combat experience as soon as possible, so that we can survive in future wars!"

After speaking, Dean Lu was silent, and his slightly shorter body sat back on his seat with a blank expression.

A woman with rare blood-haired hair sitting at the end of the long table heard the word war, her expression flashed with a hint of pain, her head bowed, her thin lips pursed, and her fists clenched.

At this time, one of the Seven Gen Peaks, Aoki Peak, was in the belly of the mountain.

In a somewhat dark passage, every few zhang there is a night pearl that emits a faint milky white light embedded in a stone cave one zhang high.

An old man with a rickety figure, a silver-white beard and a wrinkled face was walking slowly in the secret passage. At this moment, he suddenly stopped, and looked down at his hands as old as tree bark with cloudy eyes, and his face was blank, not knowing what he was thinking.

"After the final results of the competition tomorrow come out, all the teachers will focus on the actual combat experience and work more on the disciples. War is not far off. ”

After saying this calmly, Dean Lu glanced at everyone, sighed, and got up and left the room alone. Left behind the teachers of Fang Ming Academy, whose expressions were either heavy, calm or indifferent.

The blood-haired woman's body tensed, and beside her, a smiling and ordinary-looking man in his thirties suddenly leaned over and whispered to her: "Senior Sister Xu, I heard that you were born in the Ear Country that was slaughtered more than ten years ago. ”

The blood-haired woman looked up, her pupils slightly constricted, and stared at him tightly without any emotion.

"The past is gone, maybe it's not impossible that you will be drafted into the army to fight in the war this time, if you need any help, you must come to me. ”

He smiled, and after he finished speaking, he pulled the chair, and saw that the bloody senior sister Xu didn't speak, but lowered her head again, and her snow-white neck was exposed in the air. The man looked at the long red hair like blood in front of him with a gentle face, smiled, and said to her, "I am also a survivor of the Ear Country. ”

His figure was out of the door.

Xu Zhen raised his head and looked at his disappearing back with a look of astonishment.

A dark stone path in the belly of Aoki Mine.

The old man put down his hands with a complicated expression and walked slowly towards the passage. After a cup of tea, when he came to a three-way intersection, he stopped, and the old man looked at the hole on the left with his cloudy eyes and a gentle face, and a touch of happiness gradually appeared on his face.

After a long time, the old man couldn't help but walk quickly towards the left hole, and when he stepped out, the person had already appeared four or five feet away, changing his previous weak state.

Soon a stone door appeared at the end of the cave. The old man straightened his back slightly, stretched out his withered right hand against the stone door, and gently stroked the thick dust left by the years.

"How many years? A hoarse and deep voice spat out from the old man's mouth.

Suddenly!

The sound of "boom" sounded, the cyan fluorescence of the old man's right hand flashed, and the stone door gradually opened inward. A closed space of more than ten zhang in size was revealed, and at a glance, a cyan sarcophagus lay quietly in the middle of the entire space. The old man's cloudy eyes immediately changed a little brightly the moment he saw the cyan sarcophagus.

There was nothing in the entire space except for the sarcophagus.

If you look closely, you can see that the four walls are densely carved with various lines that do not know what to do. Under the sarcophagus, there seemed to be a faint circular formation, and some lines similar to those on the wall were revealed from both sides of the sarcophagus. Under the thick dust, the night pearl on the dim stone roof is very inconspicuous.

Just as the old man raised his foot and wanted to approach the sarcophagus, there was a sudden buzzing sound from under the sarcophagus, and the entire sarcophagus trembled violently.

The old man was stunned for a moment, then his face changed greatly, and he rushed to the sarcophagus, his hands were blue fluorescent, and the already dim and abnormal space became even more gloomy.

His hands that exuded a thick cyan fluorescence slammed against the sarcophagus, but an irresistible force gushed out from the formation under the sarcophagus, and with a bang, the old man was shocked by this force and rebounded, slammed into the stone wall, and vomited blood.

The sarcophagus was swept up into the sky by a certain force in the formation, and slammed into the stone wall on the top, bringing down a large piece of stone.

There was a loud bang and it fell to the side of the corner.

Seeing this, the old man's face changed greatly, he roared, opened his mouth and spit out another mouthful of blood, and ran to the place where the sarcophagus landed.

And the formation in the middle buzzed loudly.

The dazzling light flashed, and a twelve or thirteen-year-old boy lay straight on the original sarcophagus with his eyes closed.