Into the Pavilion with the Ancient Bell Chapter 3 He lives just to fight hard

Two thousand years ago, the first saint appeared in heaven and earth, and the saint passed down ten thousand laws to ascend to heaven, and from then on everyone can practice.

A thousand years ago, the cultivation sect was born, and the cultivation entered a cycle in the world.

Five hundred years ago, the secular state was established, the first country in the world was named "Tang", and then the Southern Tang Dynasty appeared in the south of the mainland, the Northern Wei Dynasty appeared in the north, and the ancient temples appeared in the west.

During the five hundred years of the four countries, the Tang State was invincible, achieved hegemony, and was known as the first country in the world, and the name of Tang was well known at home!

Fifteen years ago, the Tang Kingdom was turbulent, Tang Gaozong died, the queen took over the imperial power, changed the name of the country to Wu Zhou, and became the first female emperor in the past 500 years.

When Wu Zhou was established, the National Yuan suppressed all opposing voices, just like when the Tang Dynasty was just established, the National Yuan suppressed it, and no one obeyed.

Looking at the whole world, since the Guoyuan helped the Tang State to determine the Quartet, the secular or the cultivation world has been deeply afraid of the Guoyuan, and this is also the case now.

There is no State Court, there is no Tang State, there is no State Court, there is no Wu Zhou.

The National Yuan is the foundation, pillar, and backing of two generations of great powers in the world.

In the past fifteen years, the existence of the National Court has made foreign enemies dare not infiltrate, so that internal troubles do not dare to run rampant, this is deterrence, it is the pride of the Tang people and the holy land of all cultivators in the world!

Standing at the end of this street in the center of the Shendu, looking at the huge courtyard in front of him that exudes the vicissitudes of life, and feeling the word "National Courtyard" carved by time, Xu Ran's heart was inexplicably excited.

He comes from the hereafter, begins in the present life, is content with the past, and fights for the future.

He wants to practice,

He wants revenge.

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"Get out of the way, get out of the way. ”

A noisy shouting interrupted Xu Ran's thoughts, and he hurriedly calmed down, the National Academy is fine, but there are too many people taking the exam, the whole street is crowded, and there is still no end in sight.

If I hadn't waited here early, I was afraid that I wanted to come to the forefront, and there would be no play for two or three days.

After coming ashore from the pool last night, he has been listening to the girl next to him counting the ducks, and he is a little sleepy when he listens to it, if it weren't for the girl getting up, he is afraid that he will fall asleep.

It should have been early in the morning, and the moon was in the middle, Xu Ran remembered that he didn't know the location of the national courtyard and asked, and the back of the girl who left paused for a long time before saying:

"The National Courtyard is in the depths of Shenlong Street, if you want to participate, it's just right to go now, if you want to enter later, you won't be able to enter. ”

Thinking of the girl's voice is really good, but it's a pity that I can't see her appearance clearly, Xu Ran thought, the owner of the few drives just now appeared in front of him, a young man with clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes, dressed in white, standing proudly in front of the gate of the national courtyard, surrounded by five or six teenagers.

"Zhang Miaomiao, the son of the household, he even came to take the exam?"

"The national courtyard is a place of cultivation that is the first class in the world, and where there is a move to take a relationship. ”

"Isn't that the son of the commander of the Nineteenth Forbidden Army?"

"The enrollment of the National Academy, from the civil and military officials, down to the common people of Limin, and the rest of the people from all over the world want to give it a try, which is the luck of my martial arts and the prestige of the National Academy. ”

Listening to the discussion in his ear, Xu Ran patted his chest, he was hesitating whether to use this letter, since Ye Qingyin said that he could become a student of the National Academy with this letter, then this matter must be true, but after observing it for so long, there are indeed people in the crowd who have never cultivated, these people have a low expression, and the aura on their bodies is ordinary, which is very easy to identify.

On the other hand, some teenagers and girls have a strong aura and look arrogant, these people are either cultivators or dignitaries, but people say that the national court never goes to the relationship, then most of these people are cultivators, maybe in and out of the threshold of cultivation, but no matter how you think about it, the value of this letter is much, much higher than you think.

There is no reason why there is no back door in the world, and the back door that you can't work with is not because the other party is fair, but because your legs are too short to get through.

Three drums sounded, and the door of cultivation was wide open.

Many teenagers hurriedly looked at the three people who walked out of the gate, and their eyes were intent.

Led by a young man, with clear eyebrows and a smile, he pressed his hand, and an invisible air pressed on the top of all the teenagers' heads, and the scene suddenly fell silent.

"I'm a disciple of the outer courtyard of the National Academy, so you can just call me Senior Brother Sun. ”

"I've seen Senior Brother Sun. ”

Senior Brother Sun smiled slightly: "There are internal and external divisions in the National Academy, if you want to become a disciple of the National Academy, you need to pass my pass first, and there are still two levels to pass in the future. ”

"This first level is very simple, as long as you can hold on to thirty breaths under the pressure of the two of them, you will pass the level. ”

The two people beside Senior Brother Sun took a step forward, and before everyone could speak, the pressure of this side of the world suddenly increased, and a thousand catties of qi spread to the crowd, screaming and exclaiming in just one breath, and the people who fell were also in pieces.

The sudden pressure did not give everyone a chance to prepare at all, and by ten breaths there were only two-thirds of the people left, and only one-third of the twenty breaths left, and when the thirty breaths had passed, there were very few people standing in the front, and the hula in the middle of the street was open.

Xu Ran was at the forefront of the crowd, one of the few people who did not fall, but at this time, his forehead was already covered with sweat, and he was hunched, and he could fall at any time.

He gritted his teeth, feeling that it was extremely difficult to catch his breath and say a word now, and a trace of blood spilled from his mouth, he knew that this level was over, but it was not enough!

Forty breaths, the remaining teenagers and girls in the field were sporadically visible.

Fifty breaths, less than ten people can stand.

Fifty-two breaths, only Xu Ran was still standing, to be precise, he should be hunched.

The teenagers who fell to the ground looked sideways one after another, looking at him who was still persisting in disbelief, with holes all over his body and his hair scattered!

Senior Brother Sun and the two people who released the pressure beside him also forgot to look at them, and the former shook his head slightly after looking at it for a long time: "It's a pity." ”

"Senior brother..."

"Take back the pressure, no one can die in front of the House of Nations. ”

Rumble!

Xu Ran lay on the ground and gasped for breath, he felt as if his five organs had been hammered by a heavy hammer, the heart-rending pain, every gasp could kill him!

"Do everything according to your ability, if you want to become a disciple of the National Academy, it is not a good choice to be strong, the last two levels are still waiting for you, leave some strength to continue walking. ”

Listening to Senior Brother Sun's words, Xu Ran's eyes seemed to appear in front of him a mountain of blood sea corpses, a blood-red moon, a blood-red earth, countless familiar faces, fearful, hideous, miserable, and unwilling.

There seemed to be a cry in their ears, begging for mercy, and they were desperate, just to live.

He lived only to fight for his life.