Chapter 13: Conflict
"Little Jiajun, little genius!" Wang Qiang was trying to make a sinister expression, in Jiajun's opinion, he was actually smiling silly. "Hey, we're talking to you? Hurry up, introduce you guys. You poor boy, how did you get such a haode talent?"
Jiajun was silent.
It's best not to talk now, it's useless to say anything, you will only be bullied with excuses.
"Let's take you somewhere!" Wang Qiang grabbed him and dragged him towards the outside of the academy.
What should I do? I was dragged by them and beaten up? They were angry after the fight, and they should be fine. Jiajun secretly thought to himself, no! Let them beat this time, I'm afraid that I will be beaten every day in the future! I have to give them a dismount, I'm not so easy to bully!
Jiajun was dragged to move his steps, but his mind began to plan carefully. If before, I really didn't have a chance of winning, and during this period of time, the elixir quenching plus physical training should still be able to fight!
He's ready to fight these buddies well.
"Ah, there's someone in front!" Wang Qiang suddenly exclaimed exaggeratedly. "Is it the senior from the outer courtyard who is fighting? Run!"
As soon as the words fell, the four boys ran away without a trace, leaving Jiajun in a daze.
These people are really inexplicable! He thought indignantly, he was all gearing up and was about to start fighting, but they ran away in an instant? What is the matter with this senior's fighting method? Jia Jun looked in the direction that Wang Qiang had just called.
Not far away, there was a faint shout.
"Little Ghost Zhang, where are you going?" a teenager's playful and ridiculous voice sounded. "Don't give me an honest zhanzhu yet!"
"Liang Ziji, you are deceiving people too much! This golden crystal herb was discovered by me during the trial, and you obviously said that you would exchange it with soul tiger grass! You actually tricked me into coming here to rob it! You still claim to be the strongest person in the outer court, and you actually used this kind of indiscriminate means to deceive a golden crystal grass!" Another boy's angry voice also sounded.
The boy, known as Zhang Xiaogui, was about eleven or two years old, with short hair, looking tiger-headed, and not very tall. His clothes were in tatters, revealing a slightly darker body. The body is quite sturdy, but at this time it looks scarred. He shouted as he ran.
Zhang Xiaogui's real name is Zhang Zilong, and he is really unlucky today. Finally, in the trial, he got a primary Chinese medicinal material "Golden Crystal Grass" that was beneficial to his cultivation, but he didn't expect to be seen by Liang Ziji. Liang Ziji asked him to come here at this time in the evening, saying that he would exchange it for a soul tiger grass that was more suitable for his exercises. He wondered why he was offering here and now, but he agreed. After all, Liang Ziji is the strongest person in the outer court, so it is said that he should not be deceived by him, not to mention that if he really wants to rob it, he can just do it on the spot, why bother making such a show.
Unexpectedly, this Liang Ziji did such a show, tricked him into robbing the spirit grass, and teased him all the way!
It is normal for the monks in the school to fight, as long as there is no fatality, the academy not only does not ask, but acquiesces. After embarking on this path of the monk, he entered a shijie where the weak eat the strong, and the monk originally relied on his fists to speak all his life, where did there come from so many rules of the mortal world! Of course, in order to balance the strength of the academy, it is forbidden for the senior students to bully the junior students. The students of the inner courtyard cannot come out to fight the outer courtyard, and the students of the outer courtyard cannot bully the new students.
Unexpectedly, Jiajun also "coincidentally" bumped into this scene at this time. He watched in amazement as a dirty, tattered boy ran around with an angry face on his face, and there was a burst of laughter behind him.
Liang Ziji also saw Jiajun at this time, his eyes moved, and he thought that the real unlucky ghost had finally appeared tonight! His expression did not change, and he shouted at Zhang Zilong again, "Little ghost, eat me and leave!"
With that, his right hand was raised, his palm was quickly pushed out, and several spiritual qi flew between his fingers, hitting Zhang Zilong. Zhang Zilong has suffered such a trick many times, and he has been reluctantly releasing his aura, wrapping and protecting his body, and he is completely powerless to fight back. But this time, one of the aura seemed to be missed, and flew towards Jiajun impartially.
Reiki is an intangible thing that can only be perceived by perception, and people without perception are completely imperceptible. For ordinary people, this is a monk's invisible spell to kill people! Jiajun has not even succeeded in enlightening the spirit now, and his level naturally does not feel the attack of the aura at all. So I just looked at it with a curious face, completely unaware that danger was coming.
"Be careful!" Zhang Zilong also saw Jiajun, and he was in a hurry and shouted. The speed then exploded, and with a turn, it was directly in front of Jiajun before the aura attack arrived.
"Hmm......" Zhang Zilong snorted, and ate this trick with his own body.
Liang Ziji's expression was grim, and he was about to raise his hand again, only to hear Zhang Zilong shout, "You dare! If you hurt a freshman, don't want to stay in the academy!"
Liang Ziji was stunned when he heard this, and his hand couldn't help but pause. That attack just now may be interpreted as a miss, and no more fights can be overlooked.
"Forget it, I wanted to create an opportunity to clean up this kid unconsciously and sell face to Wang Qinqin, but I didn't expect this little ghost to protect him without his life!
Zhang Zilong saw that the plague god was finally gone, and sat on the ground, sweating profusely and panting. The clothes on his body were almost in rags, and he looked extremely embarrassed.
"That, senior, are you okay?What happened just now, why were you beaten so badly?" Jia Jun looked at the panting boy in front of him, swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and still couldn't help but ask curiously.
Zhang Zilong's face turned red, and when he looked down at his body, a spirit stood up. "That was a bastard just now!" he said through gritted teeth, "you have to be careful when you enter the outer courtyard in the future!
Jiajun was dumbfounded, and it took a while to come back to his senses...
In fact, Jiajun already knows about the inner and outer courtyards in the entrance course. Freshmen enter the school first for qi refining training, and if the spirit is successful, they will first enter the outer courtyard, which is also imitating the cultivation method of the Diling Academy. After all, the entire Dongchen Empire's Emperor Spirit Academy was the only one, and most of the colleges in other cities were imitating the Emperor Spirit Academy. The outer courtyard is a place for students in the Spiritual Enlightenment Realm to study, and the Inner Courtyard is naturally only accessible to students who have reached the Spiritual Formation Stage. Moreover, the inner courtyard is not in this place, and the college has a special site for the inner courtyard, which is built further away from the suburbs.
The students in the inner courtyard are all elites, and even Teacher Hongyan may not be the opponent of the students in the inner courtyard! Moreover, the teachers in the inner courtyard have basically reached the peak of the Spirit Building Realm, and there are even masters of the Spirit Gathering Realm.
Whether it is the inner courtyard or the outer courtyard, the new students will first be assigned to different student squads, called the monk squad. As for the specific distribution, I didn't go into detail at the beginning of the school year. However, since Wang Qinqin said that her father had arranged it for her, I am afraid that this distribution is also completely artificial.
The training of the inner and outer courtyards, in addition to theoretical teaching, is all practical training. The monks have grown up through battles and trials. Without the pressure of fighting, it is impossible to break through the bottlenecks one by one by simply cultivating. Unless it is a high-level monk who has reached the realm of gathering spirits and refining spirits, he will make up for his state of mind through retreat, but the promotion of that realm is no longer something that the academy can teach.
There are two types of actual battles for teams, one is the competition between teams. Because the various training resources that the school can provide to students are limited, and they are all provided by the state for free, so which team can get how many resources is completely determined by the ranking of this competition, and the team ranking competition in the inner and outer courtyards is naturally extremely intense.
The other is the trial of life and death. This is also the place where students will really die! The academy will regularly send students to the wilderness mountains where spirit beasts gather, and even the students of the inner courtyard have to form teams to go to the wilderness area to be tested. Even though it may only be the outskirts of the Savage Zone, the chances of death are not small.
From this it follows that the monk's path was not smooth. The kind of step that mortals think of as a step to heaven is nothing but delusion! Most monks will also be bent on promotion after the success of the enlightenment, and grit their teeth on this thorny path. Cultivate against the sky, take your life from the sky, and pursue the realm of immortality.
Generally speaking, after the ordinary monks of the Holy Spirit Continent enlighten their spirits at the age of 10, as long as their spiritual intelligence is not too bad, they can complete the spirit building before the age of 18 and the spirit gathering before the age of 30. After gathering spirits, the speed of cultivation began to decrease greatly, and many people could only stay in the early stage of the spirit gathering realm for the rest of their lives. In the early stage of the Spirit Gathering Realm, the lifespan is about 150 years old, but if you can continue to break through to the middle stage, the lifespan can be extended to more than 200 years, and in the later stage, you can have a lifespan of nearly 300 years, and if you can break through to the Spirit Refining Realm, the lifespan can continue to increase.
A monk's life is a race against time! Even if he reaches the realm of immortality, he is not truly immortal, but he has a lifespan of more than 2,000 years. Only when you break through to the Sacred Realm in your lifetime can you truly live forever, and if you can't reach it, no matter how high your cultivation is, it will just be a bamboo basket for water, and sooner or later it will disappear.
Immortal! I guess it's impossible to even see this immortal immortal in this life, right?" Jiajun thought to himself.