Lan Juechen's appearance pushed the atmosphere to a climax, and the students expressed their dissatisfaction.

"Ah......hh Ruffian-brother, you're obviously cheating this time, it doesn't count!"

"That's it, it doesn't count, it doesn't count!"

"Again, again, we're sure we're not going to be fooled!"

“......”

"Yo, you're still not convinced?" Lan Jiechen said slowly, standing on the pulpit. "Do you know that you only have one chance out there? It stands to reason that you are already dead, and you cannot die again. As a cultivator, you have to be vigilant no matter what the scene is, this is the basic element of a cultivator, don't you know?"

The students were silent for a moment, Lan Jiechen was right, if someone came in and assassinated them in such a way, they would indeed be dead long ago.

"Mentor, we ......"

The students were a little frustrated, and a trace of complacency in their hearts suddenly vanished.

Lan Juechen looked around at the students for a few seconds, the corners of his mouth rose slightly, revealing a faint smile with a hint of evil.

"You want a chance, okay, I'll give you a chance, but ......"

"But what?" the student asked.

"But you may all die this time!" Lan Juechen was yin and yang.

Talking!

Lan Juechen's hands trembled, and the scorpion blade conjured out, shining with a faint ghostly light, and before the students could react, Lan Juechen's figure flashed away.

"Poof!"

"Poof!"

"Poof!"

The heads of the three female students closest to Lan Jiechen were cut off in an instant, and blood spurted out like a spring, splashing all over the ground. A strong smell of blood suddenly spread.

"Sisters. Immediately huddle together!" Murong Qing reacted extremely quickly and shouted loudly.

Between words. Four more students were killed on the spot, and their stunned heads fell to the ground with terrifying eyes.

Lan Jiechen's figure slowly appeared in front of people's eyes, with an extremely evil smile on the corner of his mouth, and his eyes were full of tyrannical expressions.

"Poof!" a black boot stomped its head and slid off its head, and red and white brains slowly slipped off the boot.

"This is your last chance......" Lan Juechen said evilly.

"Is this an illusion or a real world?!"

"I don't know. This qiē is so real that I pinch myself and it hurts. ”

"I can't see any flaws, nine times out of ten it's true, but how can he do it?!"

“......”

At this moment, Murong Qing, Ouyang Lin, and Xiaomei, the class cadres in the class, all stood in front of the other students, bearing the brunt.

"It's a fantasy, but if you die here, it's hard to come back to life in the real world. Murong Qing said in a deep voice.

The hands did not stop moving, and the other hand was sealed. The other is holding a scepter, drawing a talisman in the void.

Ouyang Lin and Xiaomei were waiting for each other, paying close attention to Lan Jiechen's every move.

The handprint was formed, and Murong Qing lightly touched the center of his eyebrows. Suddenly it shone with brilliant nine-colored light, like a brilliant peerless gem.

"Don't look for it, you won't be able to find it. The only thing to look at is this demon in front of him, and the only way to kill him is to kill him. to be able to get out of the illusion. Murong Qing said in a deep voice.

"Truly...... is worthy of Murong Qing, who was actually discovered by you. But do you think you can kill me? My cultivation has reached the level of a mystical practitioner, and in my eyes you are just an ant, and I can kill you casually. Lan Jiechen stretched out his tongue and licked the dark scorpion blade, which was covered with a trace of blood, extremely evil.

"Don't be delusional, unless you have the help of someone with great power beyond the cultivation of the Xuan Shen Practitioner, you all have to die! It's very simple, I can spare 20 of you 200 people, you can choose your own, how about it......?

Hearing Lan Juechen's words, the students were unmoved, and looked at Lan Jiechen with red eyes one by one.

"Sisters, let's die together!"

"Die together!"

"What are you afraid of, on!"

The students were not afraid at all, and two hundred students rushed up.

Suddenly, a blazing white light burst out, shining blindly, making the students unable to open their eyes.

....................................

When they opened their eyes, they found themselves still sitting in their same places, and they were all stunned for a moment, and then they suddenly stood up, wanting to find out if they were still in the illusion.

"Don't look for it, it's the real world. Lan Juechen's lazy voice came from the pulpit.

Lan Jiechen was lying on the spirit chair, up and down, swaying, cross-legged by a Erlang, holding a dog's tail grass in his mouth, looking uncomfortable.

The students suddenly lost their voices, and they sat in their positions one by one, falling into deep thought, and the atmosphere of the entire Taoist temple became very dull and depressing.

"Do you know what you did wrong?" Lan Juechen said lightly.

"We were careless. ”

"We are too proud, too self-righteous. ”

"We're still too weak. ”

“......”

Lan Juechen's eyes glanced at the students lightly, and then asked:

"How many people can tell me how many times I've given you a chance since I started?"

"Once!" said most of the students in unison.

"Huh?!" Lan Juechen's brows furrowed, and his complexion changed slightly.

"Twice?"

"Three times?"

“......”

Just when the students were questioning themselves and recalling what had happened, Murong Qing, who had been silent, suddenly spoke.

"Nine times, nine times in total. ”

Lan Jiechen stood up abruptly and said in a sonorous voice: "Very good! Murong Qing, you and the other classmates have a good idea of why it is nine times! This is the end of the first class of the new semester." ”

After finishing speaking, Lan Juechen disappeared into the tragic and magnificent sunset.

That's when the students found out. It turned out that a day had passed. The students didn't say a word, and they all fell into self-reflection.

I don't know how long it took.

"Didn't we just have two scenes? What would be nine chances?"

"Yes. It's supposed to be a chance, if you count the first time. Then two or three times at most. ”

“......”

Murong Qing slowly walked onto the pulpit, lightly opened his red lips and said:

"Why do you only see two scenes, do you have a lot to do with chance? Have you ever thought about why it seems to us that these things have just happened less than half an hour, but why it is already dark, you should think about what the Guru said before, from the beginning to the present. ”

“......”

Once again, the students collectively lost their voices.

This time, the ingenious first lesson of the school year, Lan Juechen thought about it for a long time. And he was well prepared, which can be described as good intentions.

Lan Jiechen didn't plan to say everything directly, leaving the students to reflect on their own understanding, because it wasn't long before Lan Jiechen would take them to the underground gladiatorial arena, which was known for its bloody cruelty and ruthlessness.

The duel there is only life and death, but there is no chance for them.

"Alas...... It's a long way to go......" Lan Juechen sighed.

....................................

Time flies, and time flies.

A year later.

For the average person, there are countless things that can happen in a year.

And a year is just a snap of a finger for a practitioner. It's just time to rush.

For Eternal Academy, it's a fresh start.

And one year has made last year's freshmen have become old fritters and fully adapted to the new life. They are in their second year.

A lot has happened this year.

It is rumored that the cultivation of Li Shuaifeng, the crown prince of the Zhongzhou Dynasty, has broken through the primordial god walker, reached the realm of the great power, and even killed a king. became the king of the new generation.

Shui Hua followed in the footsteps of this Li Shuaifeng.

And this year, demonic geniuses have sprung up like mushrooms after a rain. One by one, all of them came out, people who had reached the cultivation of Skywalker before the age of twenty. Although it still occupies a small proportion among the billions of beings in the Eternal Ancient Star, it is becoming more and more common and ordinary.

The light of many new generations has overshadowed the light of the older generation.

It seems that the younger generation with older qualifications has all lost their voices, and they are no longer the focus of everyone, except for those top figures, such as Li Shuaifeng, the kings of the younger generation.

Some people shouted about the arrival of the golden age.

And this year, Lan Jiechen was painful and happy.

After the students entered their third year, there were no other courses, and now only the singing and dancing appreciation class remained, which is enough to see how much the singer and dancer occupies in the hearts of the practitioners.

This year, Lan Jiechen took the students into the underground gladiatorial arena and started a year of bloody baptism, the danger can be imagined, and it is almost impossible not to guarantee any casualties.

Lan Jiechen tried his best to protect his students as much as possible, making himself nervous and exhausted, and pulling the students back from the brink of death and the ghost gate.

Many students actually attracted the soul envoys of the Netherworld, but fortunately, Lan Jiechen had these two handsome tokens of black and white impermanence on his body, avoiding conflicts one after another.

And with the help of the soul envoy, he saved the students one by one.

Of the more than 200 students under Lan Jiechen, every student has died once, even Murong Qing, who is both wise and brave, is no exception, after truly experiencing a death, the mentality of the students has undergone a huge change of three hundred and sixty degrees.

One by one, their minds seemed to mature overnight.

Lan Jiechen was very pleased, and it was not in vain that he had used countless rare medicines and energy.

A year's time, for the students who spend every day in blood, it is like decades, their hearts have changed from glass hearts to steel hearts, and they are no longer soft-hearted, both enemies and me, only you live and die.

All the pampered daughters have become bloody iron girls, all the students have broken through the original realm, many of the students' cultivation has reached the strength of the peak of Skywalker, and the weakest students also have the strength of the peak of the mid-level Skywalker.

Liang Huayu and the others, like Lan Juechen, brought their students to the underground gladiatorial arena to practice, but unfortunately, one or two students in their class more or less died and could not be saved.

Lan Jiechen and the others exhausted all their methods, and it was useless to even alarm the healers in the underground gladiatorial arena.

Only then did the students realize that death was so close to them.

One year was nothing to a cultivator, but this year had allowed Lan Jiechen and their students to complete a huge transformation.

The mansion.

Lan Juechen, they all gathered together.

"Tomorrow is the first day of school, and time flies pretty fast when you think about it, as if it happened yesterday. Lan Jiechen said lightly.

"Cousin, many of our brothers want to go to the underground gladiatorial arena to train themselves, do you think it's appropriate?" Shui Dong asked.

In addition to the normal school classes this year, Shui Dong was also taken to the underground gladiatorial arena by Lan Jiechen to hone himself, and now after a year of bloody baptism, Shui Dong has also matured a lot, a nineteen-year-old boy, giving people a sense of old-fashionedness.

The breath is steady and condensed, but there is some instability, which is a state only available in half-step divine action.

"As long as they are ready to die, it is appropriate at any time, this is no joke, we have been much more fortunate than you this year. Lan Jiechen said lightly.

Shui Dong nodded undeniably, this is a fact, Shui Dong has lost count of how Lan Juechen and Liang Huayu and the others worked hard for the students, making themselves uninhabited and ghostly, and they were on the verge of collapse several times.

In the past year, Lan Jiechen and Liang Huayu have grown up with the students, and the indestructible teacher-student friendship between them comes from here.

"Tomorrow is the first day of the students' fourth school year, have you guys thought about it, a unique first day of school?" Lan Jiechen asked.

Liang Huayu, you look at me, I look at you, obviously no one has any plans, yes, until today, they are still fighting to the death in the underground gladiatorial arena, and they have just come back.

Lan Jiechen didn't let the students go back at all when they were on a long vacation, and they were even more crazy for three or four months, and they were in the underground gladiatorial arena every day.

They refreshed all the records of the entire underground gladiatorial arena, including kill records, points records, killstreak records, and so on......

And tomorrow is the first day of school, and everyone doesn't think about it that much.

"It's been a whole year, everyone has been tired for a whole year, so why don't you relax tomorrow. Lan Jiechen said.

"Well, let's do it. ”

Everyone agreed with Lan Juechen's suggestion.

In Lan Juechen's plan, today is the last day for the students to fight to the death in the underground gladiatorial arena, and after today, Lan Jiechen will not deliberately bring them here.

Their purpose had been achieved months earlier, and now it was almost perfect.

And the next target is the Dingsheng organization that the Divine Dragon Society has been preparing for them for a long time! (To be continued......