"Listen to me, my name is Ding Xiaoman. ”

Ding Chuan rushed to report his family in front of Feng Bochang and said that his name was Ding Xiaoman, the reason why he reported a fake name was that he wanted to concentrate on cultivating martial arts here and save some unnecessary trouble, Feng Bochang was also slightly stunned and then guessed what he was thinking, the Dragon Prison Palace has a lot of enemies, if he reports his real name, it is difficult to say whether the Divine Desolate Academy dares to accept him as a student, even if he accepts him, there will be many people who will come to him to find trouble in the name of the young master of the Dragon Prison Palace.

When this big man came out, the previous dozen or so students and disciples all showed a respectful look, and from their whispers, they learned that this big man was a teacher in the Divine Desolate Academy.

The bearded middle-aged man glanced at Ding Chuan with a gleam, and finally fixed his gaze on Ding Chuan's shoulder, where there was a fiery red ball of flesh, only the size of a fist, and it was difficult to detect it if you didn't look closely.

"What's that on your shoulder?"

The little Qilin, who was curled up on Ding Chuan's shoulder, stood up suddenly, shook off the scale armor on his body, and said in a milky voice: "Roar...... I am the Venerable Qilin of the Heavenly Realm who descended to the earth and came to purify all sentient beings. ”

Hearing Xiaolin's sudden appearance of such a boundless sentence, Ding Chuan was extremely big, since it evolved into a demigod beast, even its heart has changed, sometimes immature, sometimes very ruffian.

The bearded man and more than a dozen students of the Divine Desolation Academy all showed a shocked look, not to mention whether there is a Qilin Venerable in the fairy world, but the small creature in front of him is too similar to the legendary divine beast Qilin, it is simply a miniature Qilin, with dragon head antlers, lion body and horseshoe, the only flaw is that the weird ponytail and its petite body are very different from the majestic Qilin.

Xiao Qilin's words caused everyone to marvel, and even Feng Bochang, who had been silent beside him, couldn't help but pull a smile on his face, the bearded man seemed to be aware, and looked at Feng Bochang with a solemn gaze, and his intuition told him that the middle-aged man in front of him was unfathomable.

"Excuse me, your name. "The bearded man is very peaceful, not as arrogant as his previous students.

"Wind Clan, Wind Bochang. ”

Hearing the other party's answer, Dahan's face changed, and he asked in disbelief: "What, you are Feng Bochang, the patriarch of the Wind Clan?"

"Exactly. "Feng Bo often cherishes words like gold.

The middle-aged man said: "My Divine Desolate Academy and the Wind Clan have no festivals, you are making trouble at the mountain gate of my Academy today, what do you want?"

Hearing this, Feng Bo Chang Gujing Wubo's face couldn't help flashing a trace of unhappiness, and he said in a deep voice: "Feng originally wanted to send a son of an old man to your academy to practice martial arts, but the disciples of your academy guarding the mountain were not inferior and aggressive, and Feng just taught them to learn to be humble. ”

The middle-aged man turned his head angrily and glared at the dozen or so disciples behind him, although the Divine Desolate Academy was famous, there was no need to form a grudge with a big force like the Wind Clan, and the student disciples of the academy also knew some of their arrogant personalities on weekdays.

The middle-aged man often hugged his fist at Feng Bo and said: "A few juniors are used to indulging on weekdays, and they still look at Mr. Feng Haihan, but my Shenhuang Academy does not accept all students, whether they can pass the test or not depends on their personal talent and qualifications." ”

After that, Ding Chuan and Feng Bochang entered the Shenhuang Academy under the guidance of the middle-aged man, the scene that appeared in front of them was refreshing, the mountains and mountains in the distance stretched endlessly, a piece of verdant, the quiet lake near was clear, reflecting the blue sky and white clouds, the green grass under the feet was like the fragrance of flowers, the white crane soared into the sky, the white jade dragon elephant, the spirit fox, the silver rabbit and various spirit beasts haunted in an unknown fruit forest, the aura in the heaven and earth was abundant, it was really like coming to the fairyland of the world, and the world outside the mountain gate was like two worlds.

Went forward about twenty miles or so, came to the foot of a holy mountain, this holy mountain is called Shenxiao Peak, there are thousands of high, the lone peak protrudes straight into the sky, much higher than the surrounding mountains, halfway up the mountainside is cloudy and misty as if coming to the fairyland, on the steep mountain wall is full of strange flowers and plants, with a burst of fragrance from the mountain peak, a winding mountain road is paved in the middle of the mountain, a group of people climb the steps up, half an hour later, a Qionglou temple comes into view, the wind on the top of the mountain is blowing, the Qionghua broken snow is flying, after coming to the top of the mountain, the eyes are full of snow, the temperature has dropped more than ten degrees, as if suddenly coming to the harsh winter。

The bearded academy teacher walked to a side hall and was about to knock on the door, when a neutral and peaceful voice came from inside: Xiong Yan take them in!

The middle-aged teacher named Xiong Yan was stunned for a moment, and then nodded to Ding Chuan and Feng Bochang.

The furnishings of this side hall are extremely simple, with only a few rattan chairs and a table, and a wooden bed with a futon in the middle of it.

"You may be seated. An old man with white hair and white beard sat on the chair behind the table, the old man was kind and kind, and at the moment he was looking at Feng Bochang and Ding Chuan with a smile on his face, and his eyes were on the little unicorn on Ding Chuan's shoulder for a short time and then returned to normal. This old man with a smile on his face was Wu Yunfei, the dean of the Divine Desolation Academy.

"The two of you came to this hospital, it was really brilliant!"

Feng Bo is often not hypocritical, he sat on a rattan chair with his shirt and said straight to the point: "Wu Yunfei don't talk about it, I want this kid to cultivate martial arts here." ”

Dean Wu Yunfei said with a smile: "What is the relationship between this virtuous nephew and Brother Feng?"

"Don't talk nonsense, how did you mother-in-law mother-in-law. Feng Bochang, who was originally gentle and elegant, seemed to be particularly impetuous at this time, as if he didn't want to look at the old man opposite.

"Okay, then follow the rules. The old man stretched out an index finger, and a purple yuan force condensed into a beam of light wrapped around Ding Chuan's arm, Ding Chuan was startled, and he didn't have time to react, he felt a trace of warm yuan force flow into his body along his wrist, and after half a quarter of an hour, the old man Wu Yunfei's face changed for a while, and he muttered: "It turned out to be this kind of physique, God is jealous of talent!"

Feng Bochang frowned and said: "Don't beat around the bush when the old guy speaks, just let it go if you have something to say." ”

Xiong Yan, who was standing on the side, secretly wiped a handful of sweat, the patriarch of the Wind Clan was too arrogant, he spoke disrespectfully to the dean several times, and he also had a trace of doubt in his heart, the dean who had a violent temperament in the past turned a deaf ear to the other party's rude words and deeds, this was to be put in the past, the dean was afraid that he would have blasted the guests out with a palm.

"God covers the way of the heavens, buries the body of the gods, and no one has been sanctified since the ages. He doesn't meet the standards of my Divine Desolation Academy. ”

Feng Bo often frowned when he heard this, grabbed Ding Chuan's wrist with his big hand, and a trace of Yuan Li penetrated it, and after half a quarter of an hour, he opened his eyes, with a trace of regret on his face, and said to himself: "It seems that the Dragon Prison Palace will be silent and ...... in the dust of history."

For such a result, Ding Chuan was not surprised at all, when he was in the Xiao family, Xiao An, the head of the Xiao family, once said that he was a burial god, there was no divine palace in his body, he could not give birth to a god, and he might not be able to become holy in his life, but later he met the gourd baby in the holy medicine golden vine in the Tiandang Divine Mountain, and his silent heart rekindled his fighting spirit.

The three iron rules of recruiting apprentices in the Divine Desolate Academy are very strict, and they do not meet the other party's enrollment standards, even if they are descendants of the great family, they will be turned away, Feng Bo often got up and said: "Since this is the case, we will stay soon." ”

"The wind is slow. Dean Wu Yunfei said with a smile on his face: "It's not impossible to let this young man stay in my Divine Desolate Academy, it depends on whether Brother Feng is willing to cut his love." ”

Feng Bochang turned his head and glanced at him coldly, no matter how he looked at it, he felt that this old guy was playing ghost ideas, and he said angrily: "If you have something to say, let it go." ”

"As long as Brother Feng is willing to pass down the Wind Clan's Twelve Swords of Gale Spirit, I will make an exception for this young man to stay in the Divine Desolate Academy. ”

Feng Bo often said angrily when he heard this: "Old fellow, you are really a thief, you still covet my Feng Clan's Gale Sword Technique after twenty years, it seems that my Feng Clan was still too light back then! ”

was exposed in public, the dean of the Divine Desolate Academy was not ashamed, it turned out that twenty years ago, he had sent two personal disciples to sneak into the Wind Clan, wanting to steal the essence of the Wind Clan's Gale Twelve Swords, but was discovered by the Wind Clan, and was almost beaten to death, so Feng Bo often has a prejudice against this benevolent dean, if it wasn't for the order of the old man Feng, he would not have put down his body and come to the Divine Desolate Academy.

Ding Chuan, who had been silent, guessed a rough idea from the words of the two, and he couldn't help but be secretly alert, the founding patriarch of this Divine Desolate Academy was a martial arts enthusiast and a guy who stole martial arts, it seemed that stealing the advanced martial arts of other sects had become the tradition of the Desolate Academy, and if he really stayed here to cultivate martial arts, he must always be vigilant.

"Since Brother Feng is reluctant to part with love, it seems that there is no need to talk, anyway, my Divine Desolate Academy already has the essence of the first six swords of the Twelve Swords of Gale, and I believe that it can be perfected in the near future. ”

"You old ghost...... Shameless. The gentle Feng Bochang couldn't help but burst into foul language, this old guy was too brazen, and he didn't have a trace of guilt for stealing other family exercises, but instead showed a look of imperativeness.

"Uncle Feng, let's go!" Ding Chuan got up and said, "I don't want to worship some thief masters to practice martial arts." ”

As soon as the words landed, even the old dean who had been in battle for a long time couldn't help but blush, and said with a sinking face: "Young man, you are still too young, too young! The ten thousand laws in the world should be taken out and shared, if they are all made behind closed doors, then the cultivation world will gradually die out sooner or later, I suspect that the reason why no one has feathered into flying immortals in the past 100,000 years is because of the conservative concepts of the major sects, which has led to the death of the cultivation world exercises. ”

Feng Bo often said: "The old guy is not going to mess around, although I have not seen anyone feather flying immortals in the past 100,000 years, there have also been eight supreme emperors who are invincible in the universe, and it is rumored that they have already broken through the sky immortals to ......"

The old dean said disdainfully: "Have you seen them flying immortals? There has been an emperor in the ages, but why has there not been a great emperor in 20,000 years, the reason is that you big families, the ten great families, and the five holy lands have been complacent, which has caused such a decaying scene in the cultivation world." ”

"You ......" Feng Bo was often furious, but his verbal kung fu was not the opponent of the scheming old dean, I have to say that what he said also made some sense, Feng Bo often pondered for a long time, and finally gritted his teeth and said: "I only pass on the seventh, eighth, and ninth swords of your twelve swords of gale to exchange with you, otherwise there is no need to talk about it." ”

Hearing this, the old dean Wu Yunfei's old face smiled like a flower, no matter how you look at it, there is a sense of conspiracy succeeding.

"Okay, I didn't expect Brother Feng to be so happy, put this kid in my Divine Desolate Academy, I will definitely cultivate him carefully......"

At this moment, the door of the side hall was kicked open, and an old man with a disheveled hair broke in, shouting excitedly: "Where is the unicorn?