In the Metaphysical Society, President Ke put away the virtual projection and said in a more low tone, "Did Lao Yang see something?" ”

Elder Yang's hands trembled a little, he held on to the table with his hands, and barely supported himself so that he was not discouraged, "President, what do we compare ......?"

There was grief in his eyes, "I have read some of the classics of the Metaphysical Society diligently for so many years, but I have never found out what went wrong. ”

"But that's how my son died, and the current students can only cultivate those low-level health preservation books!" His hands were roaring in pain, "It's not that I don't want to, it's that I don't dare!" ”

"My son, Lao Feng's grandson Lao Ye and Lao Cheng's daughter, as well as those children in the clan, which one did not die in these classics." He spread his hands, "I handed them down myself, but they're dead!" ”

He patted his chest, "You always say I don't want to!" What do I take to agree, I don't see hope. ”

He looked up and tears rolled across the wrinkles on his cheeks, "All I see is those piles of bones!" ”

President Ke looked at his old face and gray hair, and couldn't ask what he could say.

Even if the monks are old, they are only on the surface, once they break through the nature and return to the peak, but several of them even have gray hair, and their faces are full of wrinkles and vicissitudes, and no one has had a good time in these years.

Pu Lao was stunned for a long time, "Lao Yang, my sons and daughters are dead, and my family and my clan are gone." ”

His back slumped, "But I don't believe in fate, I don't believe in the death of my Xuanyuan this day, if you can't cultivate high-level classics, then cultivate from low-level ones, Lao Yang, I don't believe in life, Lao Tzu doesn't believe in this fate!" ”

He wiped his face, "Back then, if we could cultivate all the way, then it would be fine, I couldn't stick to the rules, I wanted to find out the hidden thing, I wanted to avenge my son, I wanted to prove that my metaphysics was not wrong!" ”

He clenched his hands into fists, "Walking this road and still being alive shows that the classics are not wrong, maybe I am wrong, maybe it is the fault of this day, but as long as I am alive, I will look for it, I have been looking for it for a hundred years, and I will not give up the rest of the time, even at the end of my life." ”

"I will not admit defeat!" Although his back is stiff, his eyes are firm and strong, what is life? The classics are infallible, the metaphysics is infallible, and the one who is wrong can only be the person who hides behind it, he doesn't believe that the things that the ancestors can cultivate to the ascension will be useless.

Lao Yang can yell at Elder Luo, and he can tell Elder Ke about his suffering, but only Elder Pu can't say it, his suffering is too much, and he has gone too far for the inheritance of metaphysics.

He lowered his head, his lips moving, and he never lost the sentence.

Elder Feng finally spoke, "I see that this young man's occult techniques are even more ancient, very similar to the spells I once saw in the Land of Inheritance. ”

She pursed her lips, "It's likely that she's from another world in the Land of Inheritance. ”

One stone stirred up a thousand waves, and Elder Feng's words shocked several people.

Elder Gong blurted out, "How is it possible! ”

Elder Feng smiled, "Why is it impossible, some people will soar, and naturally some people will be able to cross time." ”

She looked at President Ke, "President, if she is willing to settle in the Xuan Academy as a teacher, I am willing to try it once." ”

Elder Feng's comprehension of the classics is the most among several people, and at the same time, she is also the one with the deepest cultivation, no one knows how much she has cultivated now, only that since her grandson passed away and her children died, she rarely came out and spent most of her time in the world.

But every time she came out, her cultivation became more unpredictable, and President Ke suspected that if it hadn't been for the natural disaster that caused the passage to be closed, I'm afraid Elder Feng would have soared a long time ago.

She now looks like a dying old man, but her eyes are as bright as water, as bright as a lake but as deep and vast as the sea.

She smiled, "What do you want me to do?" I just see a turnaround in this female doll," she leaned back in her chair, "President Ke, if one day she is willing to teach in the School of Metaphysics, I will agree to let go of the inheritance of comprehensive metaphysics." ”

She got up and spoke in a hurried tone, "I'll go back to retreat first, and this time I'll delay my time." ”

It wasn't until she left that President Ke suddenly came back to her senses.

In the virtual world, the elf probed his brain and asked, [Host, can that black hole really shuttle through the virtual world?] 】

Yan Qiao nodded slightly, "At present, my spiritual power is okay. ”

She picked up the elf, "You're such a treasure. ”

The elf opened his mouth beautifully, [Of course, the king of my elf's system is not in vain! 】

Yan Qiao smiled a little when he heard the tone, "Yes, the penultimate king of the system." ”

A rather humane look appeared on the elf cat's face, [Host, don't attack with a unified body!] 】

"Hahaha," Yan Qiao laughed, from the moment she came to the depressed mood, finally wantonly dissipated, she rubbed the cat's head, "As long as you are obedient, you will have the future you want." ”

【Obedience to the host!】 The elves promise to be obedient! I'm the best of all. 】

In the Xuan Academy, a group of young students had happy faces, and they were discussing excitedly, "Yan Qiao is amazing!" I really want to meet the big guy behind her, who can control virtual idols to use metaphysics, it's really amazing! ”

"That's right! I declare that Yan Qiao is the idol of Ben Xuan's students! ”

"Me too, me too! Finally someone can prove it to our metaphysical academy! ”

"Senior Luo is also very powerful, and he overcame difficulties to promote metaphysics!"

"I just don't know when the academy will teach us more advanced methods!"

The sun falls on the teenagers, who gather in twos and threes, representing vitality and hope.

"Next year's exchange! I must fight! ”

"Let's fight together to get back the fame that belongs to Xuanyuan!"

"You said that the Ability Conference, will Yan Qiao go?"

"Who knows, she's so young and so powerful, there must be a place for the Ability Conference!"

The students were laughing and running around the campus, and in the office on the third floor, the middle-aged man looked at this scene with a slightly relieved smile on his face.

There aren't many students in the Xuan Academy now, but he believes that one day it will become a sea of people.

I think his eyes darkened a little back then, Xuanyuan failed at the exchange conference three years ago, and he was almost beaten and had no power to fight back, and the ridicule and secret contempt of those people not only remembered him, but also the students who went with him.

Due to the pressure and cultivation of the elders, they didn't dare to make a move, but the injuries at the exchange meeting, the blood that was vomited again and again, and the students who were carried down one by one, could only let them knock out their teeth and swallow blood.

Next year, it will be the turn of other countries to come to Xuanyuan, can they really turn the tables against the wind this time.