lost the task of the flower thief, and 10,000 gold coins were lost.

Mu Wen was helpless, covered his face with a piece of sackcloth, pretended to be a robber and robbed some fat caravans, robbed along the way, and soon piled up a small mountain of gold coins in Najie.

On the last day, Mu Wen and his party finally managed to rush to the spiritual academy in time.

In all three continents, the cultivation of the primordial spirit is from the family or sect, and the poor grass people can only go to the local martial arts hall to learn the arts. Such as the Spiritual Academy, which institutionalizes the cultivation of students, is the only one in the Eastern Zhou Continent, and the financial resources and background it has even the major empires are amazed and dare not shake it.

The spiritual institute covers a huge area, next to the Shore of Death, and according to incomplete statistics, the number of students in the institute is as high as more than 40,000. If all the students are included, then the spiritual institute has trained tens of millions of talents since its existence, which is a very staggering number.

Not everyone can enter the spiritual academy casually, and even the rich island owner is difficult to use money to prevaricate his children into it.

You must know that the students who go out from here are all symbolizing the strong, as long as they can successfully complete the spiritual college, no matter how bad the students are, they can be warmly recruited by the local forces.

Everyone's worth is hot.

There is a very apt evaluation from the outside world: as long as you enter the spiritual college, it is equivalent to stepping into the circle of upper class people with half a foot. In the future, glory and wealth are at your fingertips.

Every year, there are more than a million people from all over the country to sign up, and there are all over the country, and the most of them is of course the Tianlan Empire, which is the first to get the moon near the water.

Mu Wen and the five of them hurried overnight, and the most they saw were the sign-ups coming and going, most of them came to sign up alone, and they all came with their parents and grandparents in the whole family. Everyone has the wish of Jackie Chan, not everyone can achieve it. The registration for the college is coming to an end, and the faces I saw on the way are more and more gloomy, all of them are gray and slip back after not being admitted, and few people can see joy.

Xiangxian Village.

It's a strange name for the village, but if you know its origins, you'll find it too apt. At the back of the village is the gate of the spiritual college, and the registration point is set in front of the village, which is not a metaphor for the holy place of the sage inside.

The village is very spacious, and the houses are decorated with colorful paintings for visitors to rest, and there is a joyful atmosphere. When I arrived at the bottom of the village, I saw rows of enrollment points standing horizontally, surrounded by crowded people, but the crowd always kept a distance of ten meters from the enrollment desk.

Everyone has a request for others, and the guy who doesn't know how to be a man also knows how to abide by the rules, and the tiger is lying down and a dragon is coiled, and it is his turn to naturally step forward.

"How long are so many people going to be in line? In a corner of the house, Xia Nan complained.

Mu Wen said indifferently: "After such a long journey, do you still care about the waiting time?" ”

"Yes. Xia Nan nodded, and patted his chest a few times: "It's just that there are too many people, sweaty and stuffy." ”

Charlene said, "Bear with me." ”

Mu Wen glanced at Yuan Qian and Wang Qidan, and found that their mood did not seem to be very good, and they were a little lost. When asked about them, Wang Qidan first said: "I'm thinking, master, you have entered the academy, what should I do?"

Needless to say, Yuan Qian was also depressed because of this.

"I'll arrange a place for you. Mu Wen said this, and added: "Of course, it would be best if you could enter the academy with me." When the time comes, I'll try it for you. ”

Mu Wen said this, mainly because he saw some people dressed as wizards in the queue, who were from the Hester Empire, and the other party would definitely want to enter the spiritual academy when they came here. It's not surprising if you think about it carefully, the academy even accepts sword attendants, will there be a wizard?

"Hopefully. Yuan Qian forcibly suppressed the apprehension in her heart.

As time passed, the footsteps gradually approached the front of the admissions point.

Seeing a burst of exclamation and a burst of laughter in front of him, everyone who was assessed was stared at by the others in the queue behind him. Fang Cai's exclamation was because someone had reached the realm of the seventh-order spirit martial arts, was very strong, and was admitted! As for the ridicule, it was because a person who only had the realm of a spirit master had come to sign up, and needless to say, the person who enrolled in the program didn't look at it and just let him go.

In Mu Wen's eyes, both that Lingwu and the subsequent Lingwu were too weak.

In fact, it's not that the other party is weak, but that Mu Wen is too strong, and after comparison, there is this feeling of adults looking at children.

The freshmen who came to sign up were only sixteen or seventeen years old, and it was very good to have the realm of spiritual martial arts at this age. On the other hand, looking at Mu Wen's adventures and battles along the way, which enemy he encountered was not over thirty years old, but more than fifty years old, and the most unfortunate one who died under the sword was the Spirit King.

As a result, Mu Wen had a ridiculous feeling, as if people of this age should be like him.

"Hey. ”

The sigh in front of him pulled back Mu Wen's thoughts, and when he looked up, the people in front of him were depressed, and they passed by with a look of disappointment.

Obviously, he was not approved for registration.

"Next. There was a shouting from the admissions desk.

Mu Wen was empty in front of him, and ten meters away was the admissions desk marked with the word "No. 5". It was his turn, Mu Wen thought like this and walked over, and suddenly, at least hundreds of eyes fell on him behind him.

Mu Wen was not nervous at all, and gave a salute to the few people in front of him.

"Yes, there are very few people who can still have a quiet demeanor at this time. There were three admissions officers in the fifth stage, and one of them, a man with thick arms and thighs, said approvingly to Mu Wen: "The young man is very good and has a future." ”

Mu Wen smiled complimentarily: "Thank you." ”

The man continued, "My name is Zheng Tai, you can call me Brother Tai." Don't look at my appearance as a bit rough, in fact, many female students say in private that I am very cute, and put my hand up. ”

The man named Zheng Tai pointed to the Yuan Ling Test Stone on the table, and as soon as he saw this thing, Mu Wen's head hurt a little. In those years in Bluestone City, several idiot elders used this thing to make themselves suffer.

Mu Wen looked at the Yuan Ling Test Stone, shook his head and said, "I am a sword attendant. ”

"Swordsman?"

Zheng Tai was stunned for a moment, and the eyes of several people in charge became very strange: "The sword attendant students in the spiritual academy have all been cultivated since childhood. In other words, when you are in the realm of solid tendons, you must be in the academy, so you have to accept some children. You said that you are a sword servant, so you must be from the Northern Regions Sword Squire Branch. ”

"Does it matter?" asked Muwen.

"Absolutely. Zheng Tai's tone became solemn: "The swordsman cultivated by the academy itself is not hunted down by the Douling Spirit Palace. And if you come in like this, you will cause trouble for the academy. Although the Spiritual Academy is not afraid of the Fighting Spirit Temple, it will not accept you either. Please go back. ”

Mu Wen was stunned and left in a daze, and his figure disappeared into the crowd.

Of course, it won't be so simple to go home. Mu Wentou turned around and walked far away, and when he arrived at the No. 24 admissions desk, he lined up for more than half an hour, squeezed in front of him, and took the initiative to preach without a red face and a heartbeat: "I am a Yuan Ling person to sign up." ”

The admissions director of the twenty-fourth was a young woman, she blinked, and asked blankly: "There are so many people who come to sign up for the Yuanling, why do you want to speak so specially?"

Muwen: ""

"Alright, put your hands on. The woman took out the Yuan Ling Test Stone.

Mu Wen pondered and replied, "Teacher, can you change the test method?"

Inexplicably, the woman covered her mouth and laughed, and she said, "Don't call me so old, people are not much older than you." Well, I'm Yang Xin from the third-year Huo Yuan Department, and I'll work for the tutor for a while for the time being, you can call me Senior Sister Xin. Of course, this acoustic sister is the premise that you can enter the academy. ”

After listening, Mu Wen still didn't get an answer, and asked again: "Can you change the way to test your strength?"

"No, I can't. Yang Xin flatly refused, and she replied: "The Yuan Ling Test Stone is the most effective and convenient test method. There are so many people waiting in line, you're going to make people angry. ”

As she said, the people behind her were whining impatiently.

Mu Wen had no choice but to pick up the Yuan Ling Test Stone in response to her, and he already had a countermeasure in his mind, and he saw a flash of thunder in his hand, and the Yuan Ling Test Stone burst into pieces in response.

"Oh my God!"

Yang Xin rubbed his eyes in disbelief, looked at the messy countertop, and then looked at the broken Yuan Spirit Test Stone, and finally stared at Mu Wen in front of him with an extremely surprised gaze.

"You, you just now" Yang Xin's speech was a little slurred because of excitement.

"It's the thunder system, the thunder system is the Yuan Spirit. This is at least the Spirit King realm!" The queuers behind also exclaimed.

All of a sudden, the heads of several admissions desks on the side also followed their eyes and looked at Mu Wen, and the surprise in their hearts was certain, you must know that some of the young tutors in the academy are only in the realm of the Spirit King.

Mu Wen glanced at it slightly, relieved, but fortunately it was far away from the No. 5 admissions desk and was not discovered. The tip of her nose was full of the fragrance of women, and she saw that Yang Xin and Mu Wen were very close, she was very excited, and her eyes sparkled and said: "It's incredible, you have reached the realm of the Spirit King at this age." Great, this time the mentor will definitely be impressed with me, oh my God, a new student of the Spirit King realm actually passed through my hands. ”

"Can I get into the academy?" Muwen speculated.

Yang Xin slapped Mu Wen's chest lightly and heavily, and snorted, "Of course." If you can't pass it, then who else can? But passing the registration is only the first part, and then there is the experience screening, I think that is definitely not a difficult task for you. ”

After a pause, Yang Xin continued: "Come, tell me your name and age first, as well as some basic information such as your family." ”

Mu Wen saw that she took out a book of puzi and was preparing to record it, and replied, "Age is seventeen years old." Name, single word Mu, is a wandering orphan with no family background. ”

"Seventeen years old, Mu?" Yang Xin cast a strange gaze, but when he thought that Mu Wen was an orphan, he was confused. There are many people on the mainland who are ruined, and there are countless people who don't have names, and there is at least one word like Mu Wen, which is barely a name.

Senior Sister Yang Xin quickly filled in the information, her eyes squinted at Mu Wen, and she lowered her voice and said with a smile: "Senior Brother Mu, if you don't understand anything after entering the academy, just come to Senior Sister." But to say well, when you become stronger in the future, you must take care of your senior sister more. Senior sister is going to find you to cool off under this big tree. ”

Mu Wenre greeted him with a hot face: "Definitely." ”

Suddenly, at this moment, an inappropriate shouting came from behind, and when he heard this ruffian's voice, Mu Wen's face changed instantly.

Suddenly looking back, I saw a guy in the queue squeezing out, he completely ignored the curses in his ears, and shouted in his mouth: "Damn, the master doesn't want to waste his youth on this boring queue." Whoever is unhappy will get out of the master and taste the taste of being bitten by ghosts. ”

This guy who hangs his son is Ji Changxin.

The next moment, his eyes met Mu Wen's, and both of them widened their eyes and opened their mouths.

"Hey, you ghost summoner. ”

"Hey, you swordsman. ”

Mu Wen was excited, and desperately motioned to Ji Changxin to shut up, but the latter raised his head and laughed: "Oh, the two of us are really coincidental." Let me see. ”

In the end, Ji Changxin had already snatched the pu from Yang Xin's hand, glanced at the content and said: Yo, Mu, seventeen years old, thunder primordial spirit person, spirit king realm?

The corners of his mouth rose up, and his smile became even more exaggerated: "A person who can even be killed by the Spirit Emperor in three or two strokes is actually only in the Spirit King realm? Hahaha, this is really a big joke." ”

In an instant, Mu Wen's face darkened.

The place where it was still noisy in the first half of the second, it was so quiet that you could hear the sound of breathing in your nose at this moment, Yang Xin looked at Ji Changxin and Mu Wen stupidly, and her mind was still in a state of shock to the point of losing her mind.

Ji Changxin picked up the pen, gestured on the puzi and said: "Mu Wen, you are a swordsman with the two swords of thunder and white frost, this puzi is not recorded correctly, I will help you change it." ”

Mu Wen snatched back the puzi and pushed Ji Changxin aside angrily. Looking back at the stunned Yang Xin, Mu Wen pointed at Ji Changxin with his hand, and then pointed to the gesture that his brain turned in a circle, and said melancholy: "Listen to me, this person is my friend, and he actually has a bit of a problem with his brain" (to be continued.) )