In the convalescence room, Duanmuan was bandaged and lying on the hospital bed. Because he was so bloated and bulky, the bed kept squeaking with an overwhelming weight, and he looked like he was about to fall apart.

"You know that if the hospital bed is crushed, the students will have to pay for it, right?" said Doctor Fang Xian, "You sleep here for a while, and I'll go and dispense some healing medicine for you to take away." Before leaving, I didn't forget to marvel at Duanmu'an's exaggerated weight.

"I ...... Am I still alive?" Duanmu asked, rolling his little eyes.

"You can't kill people with such injuries," Mu Zilei said, "How could Lin Dumb hit you so hard just now?"

"I don't know," Duanmu looked innocent, "I went to the canteen this morning to eat, and I smelled a very fragrant smell of meat on the roof of the canteen, so I sniffed the smell and walked up, there, I saw Lin Dumb kept muttering to himself at the giant flowers planted on the roof. ”

"Giant flower?" Mu Zilei and Ghost Tiger looked at each other.

"I've never seen any of those flowers, they're very big and strange, and any flower disc is at least two meters in diameter. Duanmu An looked at Mu Zilei and said.

"I guess you interrupted his flower-viewing Yaxing," Ghost Tiger said, "Why didn't you stand up and fight back just now?" aren't you a member of the Spirit Realm, that Star Tower's special training exchange class?"

"I thought, really, but I ...... I just can't do it. I don't want to be beaten all the time. His eyes darkened, "I...... I guess I'm a wreck, as people often say. ”

The expression of the ghost tiger was like being struck by lightning, and even Mu Zilei couldn't speak, how could anyone claim to be a wreck?

Duanmu An must have read their thoughts from their faces, and as soon as his gaze met Mu Zilei's eyes, he immediately turned away like a frightened animal.

"I ...... I'm sorry, I ...... I don't want to be like that. He said heavily.

"Don't be so unconfident," Mu Zilei said, "Your talent is very good, but you haven't learned to use it." ”

Duanmu An looked away with a sad face. "No," he said, holding back tears, "I'll never learn." ”

After coming out of the recuperation room, Onihu frowned. "He's too timid and cowardly, and this kind of person and gods will hate him," he said very uncomfortably, "It's really Adou who can't be helped, I knew we wouldn't help him." ”

"No, the truth is the opposite, he is very brave," Mu Zilei said, "My grandfather said that admitting his cowardice takes more courage than being brave and brave, maybe one day, he will impress us......

After settling Duanmu'an, Mu Zilei planned to go back to the Lingdou Hall to be punished and cleaned, but he was not alone, and the ghost tiger said that he would help together.

By the time they finished cleaning the last classroom on the top floor of the Spirit Fighting Hall, the two of them were so tired that they lay down directly on the Spirit Fighting Platform. Mu Zilei turned to lie on his side, and it was then that he realized the special thing about this classroom—its walls were covered with portraits.

He turned over and looked closer, and found that the walls were hung with portraits of the previous directors of the Bacon School, more than thirty of them, each of which was lifelike.

"I didn't expect that there would be so many strong people in the academy," said the ghost tiger who followed over, "Any hall leader has the strength of the Spirit Sect or above, this is really amazing." ”

Mu Zilei also sighed secretly in his heart, he moved his steps to look down, and when he walked to the last female portrait, his footsteps stopped.

The portrait is obviously a bit old, because it is very yellowed, but it does not affect the beauty of the person in the painting in the slightest. In the painting is a woman, small and small, with beautiful facial features, turquoise eyes full of aura, her eyes, like autumn water, like jade, like jewels, as if only these eyes in the world are real, long black hair draped behind her, looking slender and moving, full of wisdom, under the portrait is simply written "The founder of the Bacon School, the first head, name unknown, birth and death unknown." ”

But why is it a little familiar? Mu Zilei began to be stunned.

"Although I am old, I also have to praise that the first head of the school is really a lovely and charming girl. The voice did not come from the ghost tiger, Mu Zilei followed the sound and looked back, and the current head of the Bacon Academy, King Jing, appeared in front of him with a smile.

"I didn't expect anyone to pay attention to the old guys on the wall," King Jing stepped forward and stood side by side with them, "which is beyond my expectations." ”

"I'm ashamed to say that we were punished for cleaning the Spirit Fighting Hall during the instructor's class, and we accidentally saw these portraits. Mu Zilei finally recovered from his surprise.

"I was also punished for cleaning back then, and that time, I secretly put two steamed white hydatides on a girl's morning wrapper, and the white hydatides were rolled up, and they looked very similar to the curly buns in the cafeteria, and it happened that she was eating curly buns that day...... "King Jing winked at them playfully.

"Isn't that girl frightened?" Ghost Tiger hurriedly asked with a smile.

"Yes, but she recovered in an instant, and when she realized the truth, she swallowed a whole white hydizd in front of me," Mu Zilei was dumbfounded by King Jing's words, and he then recalled, "After that, she took another white hydout and went to the chief ...... happily."

"I was punished to sweep the whole dining hall that day," said King Jing to the two who were amused, "In short, some of the traditions of the school have a long history, such as this punishment cleaning, such as the annual Spirits' Day Hunt, and the portraits of the previous heads on the walls, which can only be hung after a person's death, not after the usual departure. ”

"Master, there's something I want to figure out all along," After laughing, Mu Zilei remembered all kinds of rumors about the spiritual root, so he spit out the questions that had accumulated in his heart for a long time, "Teacher Sima Bangu is convinced of the existence of the Tree of Life, and said that it finally left a spiritual root that did not rot for the world, while Professor Shi Xueqi thinks that the Tree of Life is just nonsense, and the spiritual root based on it is just a fictitious legend, what kind of statement is true?"

"The tree of life is created, scholars generally believe that it is just an illusory myth," the eyes of the king of the scriptures are full of wisdom, "but the spiritual root is different, its legend has been accompanied by many clues for people to reverie since the legend of the legend, and even many people claim to have seen the spiritual root, some people say that the spiritual root is not a tree root, it is just a spiritual grass, shaped like 'dark night ginseng', and some people say that the spiritual root is just a kind of spiritual animal that appeared in ancient times and is about to disappear, similar to' The vine beard centipede', which lives underground, and some people even think that it is a rare dragon spirit that is larger than we think, just like the 'earth-eating dragon' has been lurking under the ground, and among all the texts that describe the spiritual root in all its forms, my favorite is the opinion of the lovely girl in this portrait. ”

When he said this, his eyes fell on the portrait of the first hall head, "The so-called Linggen is nothing but a woman with a weak heart. ”

The woman, Mu Zilei and the ghost tiger both followed the portrait in unison.

"Does that spiritual root really exist?" Mu Zilei asked, "Is it possible that it is hidden in the Academy's Monk Tower?"

"Maybe it once existed, or maybe it was hidden somewhere waiting for someone who was destined to do it, this question has to be answered by those who have really seen it," King Jing's gaze never left the portrait, "The reason why there is a saying that the spiritual root is hidden in the Pagoda is because of some coincidences, one is the name of our school, it is said that before the establishment of the school, the name was 'Peizheng School', but later it was inexplicably changed to' Bacon School', some people speculate that it is because the school hides the spiritual root or cultivates the spiritual root, so it was renamed, the second is that when the school was first built, the teacher tower was built first, and then the spirit fighting branch hall and canteen, which is also unreasonable, why not build the spirit fighting hall for classes first but build the teacher tower that had little effect at that time, which caused a lot of speculation, but there are also many people who believe that the Bacon School's series of practices are just to mislead others, attract the attention of others and ignore the pursuit of the true hiding place of the spiritual root. ”

Jing Wang's words did not dispel Mu Zilei's doubts, but made him feel even more confused.

"Hall Master, I have one more question I want to ask, have you ever seen this ancient spirit language?" Mu Zilei gestured with his hand to draw the word "fu" that appeared in the letter, "This rune is very likely to be related to things in the school, I asked Professor Gao Yan, who teaches rune classes, and she said that it may be related to some plants or spiritual weapons." ”

"This rune is not common even in the ancient texts," said King Jing, "does it have anything to do with the Academy?" ”

Mu Zilei's eyes lit up, and after he thanked the hall chief, he called the ghost tiger and left in a hurry.

"It seems that the little one you've been following is full of interest in these old things. When King Jing was the only one left in the classroom, he muttered to himself the portrait of the first head of the hall on the wall, and then he took down the portrait that had been hanging for nearly three hundred years.