Cang closed his eyes tightly and sat cross-legged on the head of the academy.

Pictures pass by in front of you, modern products such as ships and airplanes, which are incompatible with the world you live in, but seem to be real.

"What's wrong with me? It seems like there's an extra memory, which memory is the real me? ”

Just when Cang Mingyue's mind was turning, the stone left by his master Cang Mingyue was gradually merging with him.

Cang was taken aback, and then rejoiced: "It's been ten years, and the soul stone has finally fused with me, could it be that it has something to do with this memory? ”

The soul stone gradually formed a tree-like tattoo on the vast chest, and immediately after, a technique called "Peerless Returning to the Origin" was imprinted in his mind in a strange way.

......

In the academy below the vast expanse, Dean Feng Ji was teaching the twenty students sitting there about cultivation.

"Today, there is good news, Peng Yong has sensed spiritual power, successfully broken through to the first layer of the spiritual realm, and has become a real cultivator. ”

The students all looked at one of them with envy as they looked at a sturdy young man.

The young man looked a little shy under the gaze of everyone, but the joy in his heart was still unconcealable on his face.

"Peng Yong, you are amazing. ”

"You have successfully introduced the spirit into the body after three months of entering school, you are the kind of child from someone else's family, if my mother knows, she will definitely educate me again. ”

"I also have to work hard, as long as I can become a cultivator, I can make my mother live a good life. ”

Every year, Fengji Academy recruits a group of thirteen or fourteen-year-old teenagers and girls to Qushui Town, these students are all born civilians, and they have no ability to obtain cultivation resources from other sources except for the cultivation resources allocated by the Green Water City Cultural and Educational Academy every month.

Perhaps because everyone was born in the same place, the atmosphere of the academy is also very harmonious.

Looking at the students' performance, Dean Feng was very pleased.

A carriage slowly stopped in front of the academy.

Dean Feng looked up, was it the car that sent the cultivation resources from the Academy of Culture and Education? It had been three days late, and it had finally arrived. Peng Yong has already broken through, so he can save the next cultivation resource, and maybe a few more students will become real cultivators this year.

As soon as these thoughts flashed through his mind, he saw a middle-aged man with tied hair coming down from the carriage, and Dean Feng frowned unconsciously.

The man strode towards the school, saw Dean Feng's expression on his face, looked back at the carriage behind him, and smiled: "Is Dean Feng waiting for supplies from Green Water City?

The person who came was the dean of the Zhou Academy in Liuzhen Town next door.

There are some differences between Liuzhen Town and Qushui Town, where Fengji Academy is located, and the people who live in Liuzhen Town are all from the Zhou clan, and the economic conditions are also better.

In Qushui Town, where Fengji Academy is located, the surname is more complicated, and it is much worse than Liuzhen Town in terms of unity and economic conditions.

"Dean Zhou, I don't know what you are doing in my Fengji Academy?"

Dean Zhou raised his head slightly: "I know that Brother Feng is waiting for the supplies from Green Water City, and I am afraid that you will be too anxious, so I specially brought you news." ”

Hearing that Dean Zhou brought news to him, Dean Feng hurriedly clenched his fists politely and said, "I don't know what news Brother Zhou brought?"

"In the future, the cultivation resources of Fengji Academy will belong to my Zhou Academy. ”

Hearing this, Dean Feng's face sank: "Dean Zhou, what do you mean, is it because you want to occupy the resources of my Fengji Academy? Aren't you afraid that I will sue the Academy of Culture and Education?"

"Haha, what did Brother Feng say, how can this be a hegemony? As he spoke, he took out a piece of paper from his bosom.

Dean Feng took the paperwork, and when he saw the big seal of the Green Water City Academy of Culture and Education on it, he had a bad premonition in his heart.

He instructed the students, "You all go to the martial arts arena to practice." ”

The students followed the words and went to the martial arts arena one after another.

Dean Feng opened the paperwork, and after reading it, his face became extremely ugly.

The document is a notice, a month later, the Wind Discipline Academy will accept the assessment of the Green Water City Cultural and Educational Academy, if it fails to pass the assessment, all the resources of the Wind Discipline Academy will be canceled, and the Wind Discipline Academy will be closed.

And the only condition for passing the assessment is to let half of the students break through to the spiritual realm, which is almost impossible for Fengji Academy.

Fengji Academy can only receive cultivation resources for five people from the Green Water City Cultural and Educational Academy, but the academy will have twenty students almost every year.

With the resources of twenty people and five people, it is not easy for Fengji Academy to ensure that three or four people can break through to the spiritual realm every year.

What's more, this batch of students has only been enrolled in March, which has already announced the end of Fengji Academy.

Dean Feng's face was ugly, he didn't expect the Academy of Culture and Education to suddenly make such a decision.

Dean Zhou stepped over to a chair and sat down: "Dean Feng, I came here to discuss one thing with you, if you agree to merge Fengji Academy into Zhou's Academy, then this document will be invalid. ”

Dean Feng heard what Dean Zhou said, but he didn't understand it very well: "Dean Zhou, I'm afraid the Academy of Culture and Education won't listen to your Zhou Academy, right?"

"The Academy of Culture and Education will naturally not listen to our Zhou family, but they will listen to the Zhuge family in Green Water City, there is only one academy, and the Zhuge family is the master. ”

"What happens after Fengji Academy is merged into Zhou's Academy?"

"All cultivation resources are arranged by my Zhou Academy. Of course, Dean Feng works hard to teach, and we can guarantee your resources. ”

Hearing this, Dean Feng already knew why there was this document.

With a non-remarkable expression, he asked, "What about my students?"

"Dean Feng, brother, I'm here for your own good, your set of ideas of teaching without class will not work. Those students are just a bunch of lowly civilians, what qualifications do they have to cultivate? Or do they have to use their precious resources for useful people. ”

......

On the martial arts arena, the students had no intention of cultivating, and gathered together to discuss the words they had just heard.

"The Zhou Academy really robbed us of our cultivation resources, isn't that too much? ”

"Haven't they always been like this? On weekdays, we open our mouths and say that we are untouchables, and we are superior everywhere we go, isn't it just a little rich? What is the big deal? If we really want to fight, I don't know who is afraid of whom. ”

While the students were talking, a cold snort came from not far away: "Don't be ashamed to speak." ”

When everyone heard the voice, they saw that it was a pretty girl in a pink dress who spoke.

She wore meteor earrings in her ears, and her white skin was slightly powdered, which made her red lips even redder. The corners of his eyes rose slightly, and his eyes glanced at everyone on the martial arts arena, and that arrogance was already revealed.

She lifted her skirt slightly, as if she was afraid that this martial arts arena full of rubble would dirty her gorgeous dress with faint spiritual light.

The girl's name is Zhou Ying, and she is a descendant of the Zhou family. The maid who was still following beside her, although she was also from a subordinate background, looked at the students of the academy, and there was a faint sense of superiority.

Seeing such a beautiful woman, a group of male students in Fengji Academy were a little stunned.

Although the female classmates are better, they are also shocked by the gorgeous clothes of the girl.

"You untouchables, dare to look at our young lady like this again, and dig out your eyeballs or not?" the maid glared angrily.

Only then did everyone come back to their senses, one second they were amazed by the beauty of others, and the next second they were humiliated in public.

Immediately, a student came out and asked, "Did you Zhou Clan rob our academy of cultivation resources?"

Zhou Ying's cold gaze glanced at everyone present, and replied contemptuously: "That's right! Precious cultivation resources are too wasteful to spend on you untouchables, so it is better to use them to cultivate our Zhou clan people well." ”

"Why did your Zhou family rob us of the resources of our academy?"

Zhou Ying sneered: "Didn't I say it? Because you are cheap and don't deserve to have resources." What kind of garbage academy, cats and dogs can come in and cultivate?"

As if it wasn't enjoyable enough, he added: "You idiot dean, if he has a better attitude, our Zhou family may treat him as a dog and reward him with a bite to eat in the future." As for you waste pariahs, get out of here, and the Zhou family doesn't leave garbage. ”

The tone of his speech was flat, as if he was saying a very simple and normal thing, but every word was a sharp knife, stabbing everyone's hearts.

Peng Yong clenched his fists, his bones exploded, his chest seemed to be pressed against a stone, and he said in a low voice: "I want you to take back what you just said." ”

Zhou Ying looked at Peng Yong indifferently, and a trace of disdain appeared on her face: "It's up to you, or is it up to you?"

The disdainful gaze swept over everyone present, and a momentum suddenly erupted on his body, forcing everyone to take a few steps back, and everyone looked ugly.

Peng Yong clenched his fists, surrounded by aura, and did not retreat half a point.

A cold light flashed from Zhou Ying's eyes, but he didn't expect that someone in Fengji Academy had already broken through, his eyes flashed slightly, and an idea came to his mind.

"It turns out that you have already attracted the spirit into the body, come and compete with me, if you can beat me, I will retract what I just said. ”

"That's what you said. ”

The corners of Zhou Ying's mouth hooked an arc: "Of course." ”

She had already made up her mind to abolish Peng Yong, in her opinion, a civilian like Peng Yong was not qualified to cultivate at all, and he was not worthy of becoming a person like her.

A student persuaded: "Peng Yong, forget it." You have just broken through, and your foundation is unstable, so it's better not to do anything with people. ”

Peng Yong said stubbornly: "No, she insulted the dean and must apologize." Miss Zhou, please make a move. ”

As soon as Peng Yong's words fell, Zhou Ying tiptoed a little and suddenly narrowed the distance of more than ten meters to him.

Peng Yong's pupils shrank, and the Baji Fist came out, and he punched Zhou Ying.

Zhou Yingyu reached out with her hand and stepped forward.

The fists and palms intersected, and the aura exploded, and both of them were shocked back several meters.

The students were amazed: "It's really amazing that a cultivator can have such a power when he uses the Eight Extremes. ”

Bajiquan is a compulsory course for admission to Fengji Academy, and it can be regarded as an exercise for tempering the physical body.

Zhou Ying snorted coldly: "A set of human-level garbage exercises is actually talked about by people." ”

Immediately someone retorted, "So what? It's not on par with you." ”

"Equal? Then let you see. ”

Zhou Ying's body turned around and attacked again, but it was like flowing water in her hands.

If Dean Feng is here, he will definitely be able to recognize that this is Zhou's unique martial art - flowing water without traces, it is a yellow-level high-grade palm technique, and what he is good at is overcoming rigidity with softness.

Peng Yong had no other means and punched out again.

Zhou Ying flicked lightly, making Peng Yong's punch fall into the air, and then the palm of his hand was spread out, and a ripple gathered in the palm of his palm, and a palm was imprinted on Peng Yong's chest.

Peng Yong flew out like a cloth bag, falling to the ground heavily, a mouthful of blood overflowing from his mouth, and he was already seriously injured.

The students panicked and exclaimed: "Peng Yong." ”

Some people have already run towards Peng Yong.

But Zhou Ying didn't mean to stop there, her body shook, and she rushed towards Peng Yong again.

kicked out, and the target was Peng Yong's dantian, the meaning was obvious, it was to take Peng Yong's life.

Zhou Ying is already a cultivator who has entered the spiritual realm, and he is an existence far beyond ordinary people. She was too fast for the rest of the students to stop and couldn't stop her.

Peng Yong was lying on the ground, motionless, unable to dodge, he could only watch this kick towards his dantian.

"Oh! A terrible scream came from the mouths of several female classmates, who were blindfolded, afraid to look at what was going to happen next.