"I don't know, have the students of my clan obtained the demon core of the Thunder Beast?"

A certain demon student muttered and fell into a fantasy.

"The monks are the weakest, there is no doubt about it. ”

"Do you say, can there be ten monks left?"

"Haha. ”

The students of the demon department and the demon beast department did not shy away from it, and their voices were loud, despising, ridiculing, and insulting the students of the monk department.

The students of the Nine Realms of the Monk Department were so angry that their lungs were fried, their fists were clenched, their foreheads were bruised, and their lips were buzzing, but they couldn't speak any language, and all the words were so pale and powerless in the face of sheer strength that they made people laugh.

In the sky, the huge and splendid secret realm vortex jumped out, exuding a faint power of space, and the students of the three departments raised their heads with different expressions, holding their breath and watching.

The demon beast was full of pride, looking forward to it, waiting for the carnival to come, and the monk students' eyes were filled with hope, hoping that the number of students who would survive this trip to the secret realm would be more than usual.

Whoosh, more than 100 rays of different colors emerged, and all of them were monks and monks, with satisfied smiles on their cheeks. As for the demons and monsters, they are gone.

The students of the Nine Dao class were stunned, they never thought that so many students could survive this trip to the secret realm, but nearly seventy percent of the familiar faces still disappeared, and their mood couldn't help but be gloomy.

Casualties as high as ever?

In the next moment, hundreds of students were extremely embarrassed, and no one with intact skin was thrown out of the spell diagram, each seriously injured, the magic weapon was in tatters, and he stood awkwardly beside the student who came out of the secret realm, bowing his head and being silent.

After counting the number of people, I suddenly found that the number of students in the monk department had only lost more than a dozen people on this trip to the secret realm, which was unique in the history of the university.

Demons, demon beasts, their hearts are heavy and silent, keenly aware of the slightest mistake. He immediately shook his head, overturned the speculation in his mind, and watched the secret realm vortex again, expecting to get out of a demon beast or demon.

But everything is destined to be in vain, a minute? The secret realm vortex disappears, and there is not a single demon or demon beast coming out?

The breeze blew, and the students of the three departments exuded a chill from the bottom of their hearts.

The students of the two major departments of demon beasts and demons boiled in an instant, and asked the school in a loud voice in anger: Are the students of the monk department cheating? Is there a mistake in the secret realm? Is the school intentionally targeting the students of the demon department and the demon beast department?

In contrast, the answer from the Spiritual Consciousness Academy was extremely strong: everything that happened in the secret realm was normal, and there was no cheating.

The demons and monsters still do not forgive, thinking that they have been treated unfairly, and they want to ask for an explanation. Some of them lost their minds, destroyed the school buildings, attacked the seminarians, and even provoked the school instructors.

The Spirit Master Academy did not tolerate this, and the thunderous anger descended in an instant.

Countless black thunderbolts fell, like a stout giant python spreading on the ground, killing all the demons and monsters on the square, regardless of whether they were good or bad, and turning them into charcoal.

The breeze blows and completely removes the smell of burning, the marks on the ground.

Everything is as calm as the surface of the lake. The square is spotless, but the warmth remains.

The Muchen team was shocked, but they didn't expect that the school's approach would be so explosive and so resolute, but they didn't sympathize with it in their hearts, and they faintly carried pleasure.

Outside the square, the demons in the distance, their eyes radiated anger at this scene, but they quickly hid and chose to leave.

"This is the end of the trip to the secret realm, and I hope that the students will work hard to cope with the assessment of the university in forty-five days. ”

The voice of the head teacher of the bright moon rang out, dispersing the crowd.

At the end of the event, the students of the monk department and the students of this trip to the secret realm left in a carnival. The Muchen team did not join in the fun, quietly broke away from the crowd and returned to the Xuanwu class, digested it well, and precipitated the harvest of this trip.

Mu Chen didn't cultivate, and after discussing with Niu Er and the other fifteen people, and making up his mind, he took out thirteen materials that were enough to be promoted to Heavenly Dao Yuan Ying with a smile on his face, and came to the thirteen Hou students, bowed down and thanked him:

"Grandpa Zhang, Uncle Wang, all these years, thank you for everything you have done for the Xuanwu class, Muchen can't be repaid, Xuanwu Guo can't be repaid, only some materials are given to help you get a glimpse of Yuanying Avenue as soon as possible." ”

The thirteen students were puzzled in their eyes, puzzled by Mu Chen's actions.

Boom, Mu Chen took out the Yuanying Peak: Xingyue Puppet, stood on the ground, and said indifferently with a smile: "From now on, this is a student after the Xuanwu class, shouldering a heavy responsibility." ”

Monks, spying on immortality, attaining the Tao and ascending, can be regarded as a major event in this life, and spend decades of time in the spirit master academy in vain? miss the opportunity to cultivate, so who will bear it? Therefore, from the perspective of Mu Chen, he advocates: After the abolition, the students will be abolished.

All the responsibilities shouldered by the post-students: protecting, inheriting, solving doubts, and the puppets of the stars and the moon can all be done, so why not lock the flesh-and-blood post-students?

As for the thirteen materials for the promotion of the Heavenly Dao Yuan Infant, it was nothing. It's only one percent of the harvest of this trip to the secret realm.

The thirteen students were shocked, and then they thought about it, and they saw their inner joints, and a meaningful smile appeared on the corner of their mouths.

"Okay, from now on? ”

Zhang Yiming's face was radiant, his eyes flashed, as if a boulder had fallen in his heart, he nodded and took the materials in Mu Chen's hand, and handed Mu Chen a spiritual knowledge card that had some years of age, which recorded all the precautions.

Zhang Yiming was melancholy, surprised, and looked at the sky with a complicated expression, silent for a long time before he spoke:

"Three hundred years ago, I joined the Spirit Master Academy because of the successful promotion of the Heavenly Dao Golden Pill, and spent three years, those three years were the darkest and most unwilling to look back on the three years of my life, every day, there were familiar students who died, and every day there were friends who were seriously injured, trembling, and spent three years walking on thin ice.

You know what? I was the strongest of those students, but also the most incompetent. The demon provoked the death of the student, but I couldn't do anything, everything was in vain.

It is not difficult for me to be promoted to the Heavenly Dao Yuanying, but once I am promoted, how will the next batch of students deal with themselves? They will still be like me, dazed, frightened, overwhelmed, and eventually die.

So, at that moment, an idea came to my heart: I want to stay in the academy and become the guiding light for future students, so as to avoid them from taking fewer detours and spend the three years of the academy as stably and safely as possible.

So, I consulted with the lord of Xuanwu, I remember that day, the scorching sun hung high, but I felt extremely cold, the lord looked at the sky and thought for a long time, stared at my firm eyes and was silent for a long time, and finally heavy, slightly bowed and spoke: Thank you.

That day, I smiled, smiled brightly, and lived very quickly, happier and faster than I broke through to the Heavenly Dao Yuan Infant.

Xu put down a little, wanted to open some, that day, I faintly touched the extreme of Jindan.