Streams of light flew into the sky.

The lowest is the foundation building realm, and it is not uncommon in the middle and late stages of foundation building.

These are the vast majority of graduate students in the 80-year academic system of Seifeng University.

Three to five a year, and occasionally none, accumulate for nearly a hundred years.

For a hundred years, half of the best immortal talents in Xianmen have gathered here.

Jiang Ding searched in the retreat, found An Siyan and Jin Lingfeng's retreat, and flew to them.

"Hey, has Mr. Zhang Junsheng seen it? Ever feel like you're having trouble getting along? How are the seniors? ”

Jin Lingfeng greeted.

“…… It's okay. ”

Jiang Ding didn't know how to describe it, so he changed the topic: "What about you, have you ever met that kind of unscrupulous mentor?" ”

Many well-known professors are so uncomfortable that they want to vomit blood when they really get along, and they are depressed, not to mention, their studies and paths will be completely delayed.

Especially Ansiyan.

As for Jin Lingfeng, he was not too worried, no one would bully the daughter of the Moon Spirit True Monarch.

"It's okay, except for the high requirements of the Shuling True Monarch, everything else is fine."

An Siyan nodded slightly.

"That's good."

Jiang Ding said with relief: "Cultivation is not only the path of graduate school, if you can't go on, the military, enterprises, research institutions and other aspects have the possibility of enlightenment. ”

"Don't worry, of course I do."

An Siyan agreed.

Boom!

In the sound of the Dao bell in class, a one-eyed old man with a cold temperament appeared in the sky, his robe swinging.

The graduate student's aerospace system combat course is still on the Soul Killing True Monarch, and the best teacher in this area of Qingfeng University's Cultivation Department is him, and he will not be replaced even if he reaches the Jindan period.

"Today's lesson is still the coordination of the third-order military formation of the air and space fighters."

Killing Spirit True Monarch's voice was hoarse, and he said slowly: "There are new classmates joining today, so let's say a little more, after building the foundation in the middle and late stages and even at the peak, we must start to contact the third-order intermediate military formation, hold a regimental-level position, and become the core of the three aerospace battalion formations, and have the same combat power as the mid-stage Jindan monk." ”

"You are all students who practice the Jing-level exercises, and before graduating from graduate school in eighty years, you must master the military skills to become a regimental-level officer, which is a prerequisite for receiving a graduation certificate......"

Warp grade?

With the words of the Soul Killing True Monarch, Jiang Ding was stunned, and his divine sense scanned the vicinity again.

Two hundred and seventeen,

All the exercises above the meridian level!

He was breathless.

Sutra exercises,

It means that there is a possibility of becoming a Yuanying monk in the future, and there must be at least half to one percent success rate.

Two hundred and seventeen people, which means that if the resources are enough and it is not too involuted, there is a high probability that there will be more than a dozen Yuanying True Monarchs here in the future.

And this is just a university in Xianmen, more than 100 years of talent accumulation!

'Realm Overlord, this is the Realm Overlord. ’

A thought came to Jiang Ding's mind.

Among the talents accumulated in this immortal sect for more than 100 years, any person's learning ability and qualifications are all top-notch, Tianling Root is not uncommon, and it is the top Tianling Root, and other people with poor qualifications have even more terrible understanding.

As a result, at the undergraduate level, Jin Lingfeng and An Siyan, who stood out from the crowd, seemed a little ordinary, and they were still in the accumulation stage, falling in the crowd, and they couldn't find anything outstanding.

“…… Divided into six battalions, taking turns as battalion and regimental commanders, began. ”

"Yes!"

Everyone responded in unison, and each turned into a ray of light and flew towards the sky fighter.

The roots and white light edges were staggered, and a third-order military formation was instantly formed in one second, with almost no delay, showing the terrifying nature of the whole scripture-level exercises.

Shout!

A gray-blue light, at a speed much faster than theirs, instantly appeared in front of the Spirit Slaying True Monarch, looking at it with a blank eye.

"Teacher Wei Chi......"

Sword intent.

The sword intent of the Taiyin Sword Sect.

"Don't worry, I won't forget you."

The Killing Spirit True Monarch scolded with a smile, and took out a moon-white, cloud-shrouded orb, as if he was about to fall into a hazy sleep at the sight of his eyes.

"The fog spirit bead, the best magic weapon, contains a sword intent that can be adjusted in strength and perceived at any time, the lower sword intent of the Taiyin sword intent, the yin fog sword intent, is characterized by high concealment, high hallucination, high lethality, and can be repeated.

In addition, in order to save costs, there is no offensive and defensive ability, so you can use it leisurely. ”

He introduced, handing it over.

"Thank you, Mr. Wei Chi!"

Jiang Ding took it with both hands, and he didn't know how to express the gratitude in his heart.

Except here in the Immortal Gate, there is nowhere else, a Yuanying True Monarch does not ask for anything in return, and works hard to refine a superb magic weapon that is useless to himself.

"It's nothing, don't have any burden, work hard to cultivate or something, just cultivate immortals naturally."

"Let's go training."

The True Monarch waved his hand.

"Yes."

Jiang Ding bowed deeply and stepped back.

All around, the aura of heaven and earth was restless, and the air and space fighters slashed through the white marks, and the military formations with huge aura blasted out one after another third-order missile group spell attacks in the distance.

There is also an even larger third-order mid-grade military formation composed of three aerospace battalions, which is the main formation of a late-stage foundation building monk who cultivates scriptures-level exercises, the coercion is faint, the mixed yuan is flawless, and the formation is completely flawless.

Taiqing Flying Sword was stunned, and the sword body trembled several times, and he became excited.

"The Yin Mist Sword Intent of the Yuan Infant Rank."

Jiang Ding muttered to himself, away from their military formation, flew to a place where the Spirit Killing True Monarch could see, sat down cross-legged in the air, held the fog spirit bead in both hands, and his divine sense and mana probed into it.

Cannot be refined.

When mana and divine consciousness encounter the best magic weapon, it is like touching a dead thing, and it can't even be activated.

However, there are pre-set four gears of information to be transmitted, Qi Lian, Zhuji, Jindan, Yuanying, and the fourth-level sword intent can be touched.

It is now in a state of full spiritual power.

If the spiritual power is consumed, it needs to wait twenty years for it to recover naturally, and the spirit stones can be replenished to speed up, and the sword intent of the Yuan Infant level needs 20,000 spirit stones at a time, which is gradually reduced by multiples of ten.

"Qi training?"

"It's useless."

Jiang Ding glanced at the first gear, was stunned, thought about it for a while, and sighed in his heart.

"The older generation is a thrifty family, and when I don't need it, I donate it to the school to train the next generation of monks who may need it."

"Try it."

Jiang Ding didn't dare to touch the sword intent of the Yuan Ying Rank now, afraid that he would not be in a coma for more than ten days, this was still under the care of the Spirit Killing True Monarch, otherwise the soul would be shattered and the silence would happen.

Start with the Qi Level.

Jiang Ding's divine sense poured into it, and he closed his eyes slightly.

Sonor!

A flower in front of me, the full moon hangs high, appearing in a misty white mist, filled with water vapor, boundless.

"This is the Yin Mist Sword Intent."

Jiang Ding didn't have any intention of losing his mind, and carefully comprehended the subtlety of this mist of sword intent.

Cold, fine, sharp.

It has high permeability, even if a piece of first-order spirit gold falls into it, after a long time, it will gradually corrode into a honeycomb shape, and the spirit will be dim.

"It's amazing......"

"Wonderful Divine Soul Specialized Structure."

In the soul, the shattered sword intent flashed slightly, and many feelings came to my heart, and the sword intent absorbed the part suitable for my reference.

For three days, a faint sense of satisfaction came.

"Next."

Jiang Ding opened his eyes.

Between thoughts.

A blue sun fell from the sky.

The scorching and sharp light shone all over the sky and the earth, and a terrible scream was faintly heard, and the mist of sword intent melted and dissipated, and this fantasy space was broken.

same

(End of chapter)