The Central Plains Immortal Cultivation Realm has a tighter control over the exercises, not only the exercises, but also other immortal cultivation resources such as the spiritual veins, the better spiritual veins, are all in the hands of the big forces, and the low-level monks must be thrown into the arms of the big forces if they want to come out.

The Central Plains Immortal Cultivation Realm is tightly organized, it is difficult for low-level cultivators to get ahead, and most of the resources are concentrated in the hands of big forces, and the Immortal Cultivation Family in the Central Plains is more united and the system is more mature.

The Immortal Cultivation Sect is the controller of the Eastern Wilderness, the Immortal Cultivation Family is the controller of the Central Plains Immortal Cultivation Realm, and the Imperial Family is the most powerful Immortal Cultivation Family of the Dynasty.

"Okay, stop chatting, before the sun sets, if you haven't been able to reach the top of the mountain, you won't be able to enter Yingtian Academy, and you will have to wait for more than ten years. ”

The young man in the green shirt strode towards the mountain, and the speed was extremely fast.

Wang Tianwen shook his head, he was not optimistic about the young man in green shirts, the assessment of Yingtian Academy was not so simple, there would definitely be trouble on the road, and the time of one day was enough for them to go back and forth several times.

He walked up the hill with a small pace.

Time passes little by little, and the bluestone staircase seems to be endless, and it will never end.

A dozen men dressed in coarse cloth strode towards the mountain, and it wasn't long before a ripple rippled in the void ahead, and they disappeared.

Wang Tianwen was not in a hurry, he walked towards the mountain step by step, from time to time someone crossed Wang Tianwen and disappeared, and when Wang Tianwen walked to the place where they disappeared, there was nothing.

Three hours had passed, and they had not yet reached the top of the mountain, and many of them were panting, and some looked behind them to find a long staircase.

Wang Tianwen didn't look behind him, but kept walking forward.

With no one to supervise, some immortal cultivators had a crooked idea and secretly performed the Wind Resisting Technique, which was half as fast as possible.

It didn't take long for them to disappear into the void as if they had never appeared.

At this time, there were more than 50 people around Wang Tianwen, some of whom were sweating profusely, and their clothes were wet with sweat.

With the sun blazing over their heads, they walked slowly towards the mountain.

The sky was slowly darkening, and a blazing sun was slowly descending, and they had not yet reached the top of the mountain.

Sweat soaked Wang Tianwen's clothes, sticky to his body, he didn't use any mana, his legs were sore, he didn't know how many steps he had taken.

Some people were worried about losing the election, or they sped up their pace, or secretly blessed the wind control technique, and some people used mana to shake away the sweat on their bodies and steam their clothes dry at the same time in order to cool off.

The wet clothes clinged to his body, and every step he took, it was sticky and uncomfortable, and it stands to reason that he should have walked to a high place after walking for so long, and strangely, there was no wind at all.

The sun was about to set, and they hadn't reached the top yet.

Wang Tianwen was not in a hurry, wiped the sweat on his face, and continued to move forward.

He only felt that a flower in front of him suddenly appeared in the peach blossom forest, the air was filled with a thick portrait, pink petals scattered on the ground, a group of young girls with gorgeous facial features danced in the peach blossom forest, rings of fat and thin, their beautiful eyes were full of affection, as if Wang Tianwen was their lover.

"Illusion? Wang Tianwen smiled indifferently, closed his eyes, and walked forward.

It didn't take long for a loud man's voice to suddenly sound: "Bold, it's not expensive to see King Luyang." ”

Wang Tianwen felt that someone was pushing him, but he ignored it and continued to walk forward.

"Tianwen, come back quickly, something happened to the family, and a thief killed the door, come back quickly. Wang Qingkai's voice suddenly sounded.

"Ninth brother, seventh brother, I fought with you. ”

The roar continued, faintly mixed with the screams of men and women.

Wang Tianwen paused for a moment and continued to walk.

It didn't take long for the screams to fade away.

He felt like he had bumped into the real thing, he tried several times and found that he couldn't get by, he opened his eyes and found two men and a woman in front of him.

Wang Tianwen's gaze fell on a young man in a green shirt, and he said in surprise: "Seventh Uncle, why are you here?"

"Tianwen, why did you go to the Central Plains Immortal Cultivation Realm? I'll come to Yingtian Academy to do something. Wang Qingshan said with a smile.

Wang Tianwen chuckled lightly and said: "The so-called barrier is just what I came up with in my heart, the Seventh Uncle is only in the foundation building period, it is impossible to run to Yingtian Academy, he should be in the impact of the Dan Period, the Seventh Uncle practices the way of the sword, he hates Confucianism the most to promote the royal road, and fake things are always fake." ”

He closed his eyes and continued to walk forward.

It didn't take long for him to feel like he was bumping into a warm object, as if it were a person.

"Okay, if you can get here, it means that you have passed the assessment. A neutral man's voice suddenly sounded.

Wang Tianwen ignored it, continued to move forward, and was blocked back.

"Senior, you have passed the assessment, open your eyes!" the man's tone was sincere.

Wang Tianwen hesitated for a moment and opened his eyes.

Two men dressed as Confucian scholars stood in front of them, a blue-shirted man in his early thirties and a yellow-shirted young man in his early twenties, both of whom had mana fluctuations on their bodies, and they were both Qi refining cultivators. Behind them, there is an imposing palace with three big characters written on the plaque "Yingtian Temple".

Wang Tianwen looked around and found that there were three people around him, and his companions who came with him were not there.

A black-faced man wearing coarse cloth, a woman in a purple dress with delicate facial features, a golden-shirted young man with a fat head and big ears, the golden-shirted youth and the woman in the purple-skirt are qi refining cultivators, and the black-faced man is a mortal.

"Congratulations on passing the assessment and officially becoming a disciple of our Yingtian Academy, do you want to become a disciple of the lower court or a disciple of the upper court?"

The blue-shirted man asked, with a smile on his face.

"Dare to ask Brother Tai, is there any difference between the upper court and the lower court?"

"The disciples of the lower courtyard have a high chance of becoming officials, and they will manage the people in the future, the disciples of the lower courtyard only study, not practicing, and the disciples of the upper courtyard can study or practice, if you want to become a disciple of the upper court, you need to do things for the academy, there are additional rewards for doing well, and there will be punishments for doing poorly. ”

Wang Tianwen and the four of them all wanted to become disciples of the Upper Academy, and the future of the Upper Court was obviously greater.

The man in the blue shirt didn't say much, took out a silver jade plate, and said: "This is the Ouiji Disk, I will ask you some questions, don't lie, answer truthfully, if the Ouiji Disk finds you lying, I will send you down the mountain directly." ”

He briefly asked Wang Tianwen about the origin of the four people, this is also normal, Yingtian Academy is a cultivator force, and only those who are innocent can enter Yingtian Academy to study.

The other three were all born in Luzhou, Wang Tianwen did not hide it and answered truthfully.

Knowing that Wang Tianwen was from the Xiuxian family in the Eastern Wilderness, the blue-shirted man was a little surprised, but he didn't say anything, registered and made a register, issued a token to each of them, and said: "In the future, you will be disciples of the upper courtyard, our academy has one hundred and eight precepts, and those who violate any one will be punished, you have to remember it, I will arrange a place for you to live first!"

Wang Tianwen glanced at the bluestone staircase behind him, and followed into the Yingtian Palace.

A quarter of an hour later, Wang Tianwen, the black-faced man, and the golden-shirted young man appeared in a secluded courtyard with three rooms, exactly one for each person.

"This is your residence, you have to go to the school on time, and Mr. Lu will teach you to read. ”

"Under Liu Xian, we will be classmates in the future, and please take care of the two of you. ”

The black-faced man bowed his hand to Wang Tianwen and the golden-shirted young man, and said politely.

"Brother Liu Xian is polite, this is as it should be. ”

Wang Tianwen returned the salute with a sincere expression.

"I'm a little tired, I'll get some sleep first, and I'll talk about it tomorrow. ”

The golden-shirted youth yawned and walked towards a guest room.

Wang Tianwen pushed open the door of a guest room, and the room was simply furnished, with a bed, a table, and a few chairs, and that's it.

He exhaled lightly and said to himself: "I don't know if the Seventh Uncle has entered the Yudan period, and there are still ancestors, I don't know if his old man is okay." ”

He secretly made a decision to find a Confucian practice that could be cultivated to a high level, and he would return to the Eastern Wilderness.

He sat cross-legged on the wooden bed and slowly closed his eyes.

It didn't take long for a layer of white aura to emerge from Wang Tian's sports watch.