It is understandable that people go to higher places, and students choose better and stronger colleges.

However, once you enroll, you are very likely to be persuaded to stay by various conditions and great temptations.

You know, what is the foundation of the development of countries?

It's talent!

Talent is the cornerstone of national development.

At present, only strong exercises can retain talents.

Shangguan Yiming, as the dean, knows this point, so even if he dies on this trip, he must seize this opportunity.

Yebei has no words.

In the Zhu God Temple, there are a lot of exercises, but only the soldiers in the hall can study them, not that Yebei is selfish, but these exercises are all techniques for killing people and controlling the enemy, which are too ruthless and not suitable for the students in those academies to practice at all.

If not, he would not let his daughter go to Qianshan Academy to practice martial arts.

"Dean Shangguan should not be involved in this matter."

Yebei spoke slowly, as if there was something in his words.

Immediately after, a word floated through the hall, shocking everyone, including Long Yanyan.

"I'll take a trip, and if I find a suitable exercise, I'll send it to Qianshan Academy."

As soon as the words fell, there was silence in the hall.

"Lord Beiwang, this, don't ......"

Shangguan Yiming opened his mouth in horror.

The importance of the Northern King's duties to guard the frontier is self-evident, so how could he take such a risk.

If there are any three longs and two shorts, it will put the dragon kingdom in danger, and he will not become a sinner for the ages.

You must know that it is no secret that the countries of the world regard the King of the North as a person who must be killed.

However, once Yebei said it, how could it be easily changed.

Before, he did have some scruples, worried that after he went to the Guwu Swamp, other countries outside the country would take the opportunity to attack.

Now, the submission of the family sect and the hermit cultivators is bound to be a great battle force, and more importantly, the bodies of Lou Yuanqing and Yun Xingyuan have been brought back, and after refining them into puppets, plus Na Situ Yi, the three holy realms are guarding the frontier, and they are safe and worry-free.

Long Yanyan put down the teacup in his hand, got up slowly, and walked away directly.

Now, there's no need to wait.

Shangguan Yiming and Zhong Hanhai looked at Long Yanyan's departing back, with a blank expression.

It's good, just go.

Obviously, the king of the north said that he would go to the Guwu Swamp, which angered the capital lord.

"King Bei, if you think twice about this matter, the lord is angry." Zhong Hanhai looked solemn and comforted.

Yebei smiled but did not speak.

At this moment, Long Yanyan seemed to have no waves, but in fact, he was afraid that he was going to be happy.

It's just that he doesn't understand one thing, why does this Long Yanyan have to force himself to go to the Guwu Swamp, even if he is worried that other countries will get great benefits from it, it will be unfavorable to the Dragon Kingdom in the future, but risks and benefits coexist, the Guwu Swamp is called the Death Swamp, and Long Yanyan will never let himself take this risk easily.

If he can't come back, it's not a good thing for the frontier.

At this moment, not only Yebei didn't understand, but Long Yanyan was also extremely puzzled.

Why did the master have to let Yebei go to the Guwu Swamp, not only that, but also said that if Yebei didn't go, he would definitely die.

……

At this moment, on a secluded island, located in the depths of the East China Sea, an old man in a robe, standing with his hands in his hands, looking at the sky, could not hide a trace of worry in his eyes.

No one knew that the direction he was looking at was Wusheng Mountain.

Immediately after, two phantoms quietly fell.

The old man obviously didn't notice it, and stood on the shore, still looking into the distance.

"Nongxiu."

The word cold fell, startling the old man, and he turned around suddenly, and it was suddenly difficult to hide the horror in his cloudy eyes.

"Yard, Terrence!"

Nong Xiu exclaimed, obviously not expecting the two of them to come suddenly.

Both of them are dressed in black robes, the faces of Westerners, their faces are indifferent, judging from their faces, the two of them are about fifty years old at most, and their actual age, I am afraid that there is no way to know, it is the mysterious person who suddenly appeared outside Beiyong Pass before to stop the extreme hot martial arts.

"Nong Xiu, your Dragon Kingdom's national fortunes have suddenly risen, is there anyone who has been promoted to the Transformation Saint Realm?"

The man named Yarder spoke coldly, unable to hide his deterrence.

Each country has the fortune of a country, and it is linked to national strength.

They don't ask about the strength of the country's fortunes, but if someone reaches the realm of transformation into a saint, this is a threat to their existence.

"No one has reached it." Nongxiu's face did not change color, and he replied indifferently.

"Nongxiu, do you know what happened to deceiving us?"

On the side, Terrence took a step forward, and suddenly, an invisible coercion swept all around.

Nong Xiu's face was pale, and he stood up forcibly, gritting his teeth to resist.

You must know that Nong Xiu has a saint-level cultivation, and in front of the other two, he is obviously invincible.

Until a mouthful of pus and blood suddenly spurted out, Yard sneered: "Okay Terrence, don't kill this old thing." ”

Then he said: "For so many years, this old thing has been obedient, and he doesn't dare to deceive us." ”

Hearing this, Terrence slowly withdrew his strength, and the black robes that danced in all directions gradually fell down.

"Nongxiu, don't forget your duty, in the world, in addition to not using extreme heat weapons, once someone is promoted to the realm of sainthood, if it can't be used by us......"

Terrence grimaced and gestured around his neck.

"Nongxiu understands."

Nong Xiu replied softly, obviously very afraid of the two in front of him.

"The Guwu Swamp is estimated to open within three days, you should be more careful and don't make any mistakes."

After the words fell, Yade continued: "Once you find someone who has reached the Divine Realm, notify us immediately. ”

Immediately, the two turned into afterimages and disappeared into the sky.

"Ahem......"

Nong Xiu clutched his chest and coughed up the blood in his mouth.

Why was he in the capital last night, and he said that Yebei would definitely die, this is the reason.

The force he is in seems to be to protect the world and put an end to the use of extreme thermal force.

In fact, it is nothing more than for selfish interests.

In the world, once a saint appears, if he does not join them, he will die.

With the personality of the king of the north, I am afraid that he will not join.

At the moment, only by trying to hide this matter as much as possible, and waiting for the Guwu Swamp to open, if he enters the North King, he can get the opportunity and improve his strength, so that he can have a glimmer of life.

If you die inside......

What's the difference between being killed right now?

……

In the land of Mobei, a helicopter slowly rose into the air, and Yebei watched Shangguan Yiming and Zhong Hanhai leave.

In the helicopter, there were a lot of spiritual herbs and elixirs, all of which were given by Yebei, and Shangguan Yiming was holding a book in his hand, although it was a rubbing, it also made his eyes full of shock.

You must know that what you are holding in your hand is an emperor-level exercise.

In the entire Thousand Mountains Academy, the most profound exercises are only at the king level.

This exercise is the Boruo Gong of the Cloud and Star Abyss obtained when he went to the Lingyin Taoist Temple.

When he came back, Yebei took a cursory look at it, it was a kind of exercise to improve internal strength, which was suitable for students to practice in the academy.

"Hall Master, are you really going to go to that Guwu Swamp?"

Although the shadow on the side was wearing a grimace mask, his tone could not hide his worry.

Yebei stood with his hands in his hands and did not answer.

What has already been decided, it will not be changed.

To be called the Swamp of Death, he wanted to see how mysterious it was.