"What I'm afraid of now is that the Ares Combat Academy will refuse." Fleks helplessly raised her forehead: "As we saw tonight, the team of the Ares Battle Academy is full, and even if the little duke joins, he may not be able to go to Nanta City on behalf of the Ares Battle Academy to participate in the grand event of the elven sacrifice...... What's worse is that tonight, there seems to be a teacher from the Ares Combat Academy, and I see the school crest on his robe. ”

“……”

It's good, I haven't submitted for admission yet, and I have left a terrible impression in front of other people's teachers.

Judging from the strict rules of the Ares Battle Academy, which are comparable to the Church of Light, Ariel is really likely to be turned away from the school because of his "alcoholism" and causing a huge riot.

Unfortunately, at this time, the culprit seemed to be unconscious, and he was still wagging his slender tail and tasting the fragrance of the spirit wine left in his mouth......

This lethargy lasted until three days later.

Faint morning light fell from the window onto Ariel's eyelids.

The lion's eyes slowly opened, and a hint of confusion flashed in the beast's eyes.

It couldn't remember what had happened the other day, and all that remained in its mind was what the white-bearded old man had said to him when he had finally taken on human form.

"You believe me, this cultivation route is not the most suitable for you now, and it is not possible to practice like this."

"Listen to me, you transfer to become a fire-based sword cultivator, follow me to another path, and I will ensure that you can progress faster."

"You were born to cultivate the fire system, how can you give up?"

Fire ...... Magic?

Ariel raised his paw blankly, moving.

The Lionhearts with the blood of the Golden Lion are usually metal-based talents, which can strengthen their □□ strength, and have a higher control over various weapons, giving full play to their maximum power.

But why did that old gentleman say that he was more suitable for cultivating the fire system?

Who doesn't know that what lions fear most is fire?

Obviously, the other party's words seemed like nonsense, but Ariel kept thinking about those words.

Gradually, he slowly regained his human form, and after getting up on the bed, he found that his personal guards were so tired that they fell asleep.

As soon as he made a sound, Ixion, who was sleeping standing in a centaur state, subconsciously raised his hind legs and prepared to kick-

"Ixion!"

Ariel grabbed the opponent's hoof with precision, coldly warning the opponent.

Ixion regained consciousness, quickly retracted the horse's hooves, and bowed respectfully to Ariel, "I'm sorry, my lord. ”

"It's okay, you've worked hard these days." Ariel knew how crazy he was after the beast, so he didn't blame his subordinates for offending.

At this moment, several other people also woke up, and when they saw Ariel tidying up his appearance in the mirror and preparing to go out, they were all stunned: "Lord Ariel, where are you going?" ”

"Admissions Office." Ariel gave the answer coldly and indifferently.

Flax took a breath of cold air and hurriedly stopped: "Lord Ariel, why don't we go to the Ares Combat Academy and go to the East Tower Comprehensive Academy first?" ”

"Nope." Ariel didn't look back, his back straightened, and he strode out.

"I'm going to the Heavenly Sword Sect's admissions office."

Chapter 59: The Fountain of Life

On the first day of the gloomy moon at the end of the double moon, a few small white flowers were placed in front of many shops in Tacheng.

This is the custom of Dongta City, the legend of light once said that these white flowers can show the way home for the warriors who left Tacheng to hunt monsters, but failed to return home, and then, devout believers can be led to a happy life without poverty, no calamity, and no monsters through the road paved with these white flowers.

Therefore, just by looking at whether white flowers are placed, you can also judge whether the family is a believer in the god of light.

Ariel stepped on the dark leather boots with a blank face and stepped through the East Tower City, the weather today was not good, and the howling wind blew countless small white flowers to fall on the soles of his boots.

The light believers in East Tower City are second only to West Tower City, and in North Tower City, it is absolutely impossible to see so many white flowers.

In the desolate and cold city of North Tower, after each double moon has dimmed, only countless corpses have been brought back to Tower City, and countless orcs have lamented for it and remembered the blood and hatred on their bodies, rather than naively thinking that they had gone to the so-called happy world.

But even so, Ariel landed on the ground with his feet very naturally, avoiding the flowers, not crushing them.

After a while, he stopped at the entrance of Red Maple Avenue.

As one of the most prosperous avenues in Dongta City, although it was dawning at this moment, there was already a lively flow of people here, and even the entrance office of the Heavenly Sword Sect, which was secluded before, was lined up with a full line.

"Not to mention, your old boy's idea is really good, let Zhu En spread the word in the low-level gladiatorial arena, and Li Yatou shouted in the high-level gladiatorial arena, there are really a lot of people coming now!"

Uncle Wang happily looked at the long line of people outside the door, such a grand scene has lasted for several days, and many children who can't go out to fight have come.

Of course, all of these people who came were children with no magical talent, but if they had any magical talent, they would choose to send their children to a traditional magic academy instead of this strange ...... A new combat academy?

Another child who had no talent for cultivation finished the test, and Sikong Ember did not black-face, but chatted with the child with great patience for a while, gave advice to some elders who had lived for hundreds of years, and then gave the child a piece of candy and sent him away.

It's not that they haven't met children with cultivation talents in the past few days, but those talents are a little too low, and it is very likely that they will be trapped in the Qi cultivation period in this life and will not be able to make an inch.

There were a few talented children who barely passed the test, but as soon as they heard that they were going to practice in the mountains outside Tacheng, they had to swing their swords thousands of times a day, and they had to learn to mine and cut trees, so they immediately chose to leave.

However, there were a few ordinary children of the low-level tower people and young vagrants who were doing hard labor in the tower city, although they were poorly talented, but they had a strong determination to become stronger, Sikong Ember wrote down their names for the time being, pondering and giving them a chance to participate in the assessment, maybe there would be two stupid birds that flew first.

Sikong Ember sighed with emotion: "Sure enough, if the conditions at home are better, they don't want to come to be a sword cultivator and endure hardships, which world is the same." ”

As he spoke, he unconsciously remembered the green-eyed boy who had come a few days ago.

According to Li Li, that kid seems to be the little duke of Beita City, and when he hears it, he is a child of a rich and noble family, and it seems that his magic talent is also first-class strong, so it seems that it is not easy to deceive him.

Rao has long given up the idea of fooling the green-eyed boy to get started, thinking of the other party's excellent talent that can be called a rare talent in a century, Sikong Ember still feels a pity.

If this is in the cultivation realm, it can attract countless good seedlings that can be seduceed by various conditions!

When the old man was chattering in his heart, Uncle Wang next to him suddenly touched his shoulder: "Old dog, who do you see that person outside?" ”

Among the thin children dressed as poor people, Ariel, who is tall and noble, is particularly eye-catching.

He didn't seem to have any intention of relying on his identity to rush first, but kept his back straight and quietly ranked at the end of the line.

Not encroaching on the rights and interests of civilians is a ritual engraved in the bones of a half-orc king, even if the people in front of him are not his people. Except, of course, when his mind is not clear.

The line grew further and further, and finally, Ariel walked into the unique store again.

The decoration was the same as the last time, except that as soon as he came in this time, the fat old man glared at him with a broom like a thief.

Ariel didn't react in any way, knowing that he was here to find the answers he wanted and not to fight, so he just sat on the other side of the long wooden table, just like the people who had come in before.

"I'm here to ask a question." Ariel cut straight to the point and asked solemnly, "Why did you say at the time that my current cultivation path is not the best?" And why do I say I have a fire-based talent? I've tested it before, and I can't control the fire magic element. ”

Sikong Ember didn't plan to accept this apprentice now, so naturally he didn't plan to say anything more, and said vaguely: "You heard it wrong, it's good that you're like this now, and you don't need to think about any fire magic anymore, I'm dizzy and wrong." ”

The answer was obviously perfunctory, and Ariel looked at it expressionlessly, his eyes narrowing slightly.

However, he also saw that Sikong Ember didn't want to answer the question, so he turned to the next question.

"If the stronger the strength, the more uncomfortable the body feels, does that mean that the path of cultivation is really wrong?"

Sikong Ember was stunned for a moment, and looked Ariel up and down, but he couldn't see anything wrong with the other party.

Just when he was stunned, Ariel silently took out a box of magic stones from the spatial ring and pushed it in front of Sikong Ash: "I want to know the answer to this question. ”

Sikong Ember glanced at it, and determined that there were thousands of magic stones in the box, and it seemed that this kid really came to the problem on purpose.

Sikong Ash, who was accustomed to answering questions and doubts at Wells, was no stranger to this, he rolled the box to his side, and then his perfunctory expression became serious: "According to normal reasoning, the more a person's strength increases, then his control over his body and the strength of his body should also increase. ”

After a pause, he continued, "In the technical terminology of our academy, this is called going mad. ”

"Gone mad?" Ariel frowned, clearly unable to understand the meaning of the word.

Sikong Ember looked at him with an ignorant look, so he carefully gave an example: "Going mad is the wrong route and method of cultivation, resulting in a backlash against oneself, common ones are hemiplegia, incontinence, regression or disappearance, etc., and some people will become crazy and stupid with abnormal brains, or split personality, or amnesia, and become extremely murderous......"

Ariel's face was fine at first, but the further back he looked, the more solemn his expression became.

Amnesia, becoming extremely ferocious, unable to control himself, as if he had changed his personal ......

Every thing that Sikong Ember said later, Ariel can match his own situation!

Could it be that he wasn't actually injured by some soul, but that the path and method of his cultivation were wrong? Got that serious illness called "going crazy"?

"If you're curious about this, look at this book." Sikong Ember casually handed a book on the bookshelf behind him to Ariel: "There is a character here who has gone crazy in his cultivation, only ten magic stones are a copy, a fine hand-copied version." ”

These books are all dictated by him, and the wonderful stories excerpted and written by the wise man himself, and the best-selling copies of the Evil Emperor Sword Immortal were selected, and they are still in the limited edition stage, so it is reasonable to be a little more expensive, right?

"......" Ariel took the book and silently glanced at the box filled with the Philosopher's Stone in Sikong Ash's hand.

I gave a thousand, and now I want these ten yuan?

Sikong Ember coughed lightly and waved his hand at him: "Look at your fate, I've sent you, take it back and see it yourself." ”

As he spoke, Sikong Ember shook the small brass bell in his hand and motioned for the next one to come in.

Ariel got up with his book, but instead of going out, he glanced at the spacious and elegant shop.

There were a number of low tables behind the screen, and many plainly dressed young men and girls were sitting cross-legged on the futon beside the table, looking at the thick parchment book in their hands with serious expressions, judging from their attire they did not look like they could afford the ten philosopher's stones, but the two old men here did not expel them, but put kettles and cups on each table.

Ariel watched the scene with a faint face, and then walked over there, chose a corner spot, and flipped through the books in his hand.

At first, Ariel just wanted to see it as a normal case, but after reading two pages, although he hadn't seen the one who had gone mad, he gradually became obsessed.

This book tells the story of a down-and-out boy who buys a ring at a stall, and then accidentally gets injured and drives blood into the ring to make him confess his owner, and finds that there is a magical white-bearded old man inside.

For some reason, when Ariel saw the white-bearded old man, he subconsciously looked up at the old man sitting on the wooden wheeled cart.

But it was at this moment that he looked up, and he noticed a familiar face outside through the gap in the screen.

Today, Zipna no longer wore that mighty white cloak and battle armor, but came to the door in civilian clothes like an ordinary aristocratic old man.

With him came a little grandson Dora with a weak face.

Before entering the door, Sipna unceremoniously slapped his grandson on the back: "Stand up straight!" Where are the people of the dark cloud family who cower! ”

Dora quickly stood up straight, but she panicked to death.

Today, he had made an appointment to rehearse the play called "The Return of the Crooked Mouth Dragon King" with a few classmates in the academy, but before he could practice how to smile crookedly, Sipuna hurriedly returned after finishing his work, carrying him with him, saying that he wanted to come to the Heavenly Sword Sect in person to thank his life-saving benefactor.

In this regard, Dora could only quietly send a message to Corinth, and then prayed to the two teachers of the Heavenly Sword Sect not to leak their mouths.

Fortunately, the two old gentlemen of the Heavenly Sword Sect were not as strict and irritable as his grandfather.

From the beginning of the greetings between Sipuna and Xipu, Sikong Ember and Uncle Wang maintained a steady and peaceful attitude, and talked to Sipuna about the child's education very decently, but when Sipuna was about to send an expensive thank you gift, they resolutely refused to accept it.

"Your child and several children in our academy are friends, and friends shouldn't be so clear about each other." Sikong Ash's fluttering words blocked Sipna's words.

The monks of the cultivation realm all talked about cause and effect, and Sikong Ember didn't want to be contaminated with too many causes, so as not to cause unrequited results in the future.