"Bixian Academy?" Feng Wuchen frowned slightly, he had never heard of this name.

"That's right, it's Bixian Academy!" the old man nodded slightly, his deep eyes flashed with a gleam, "Bixian Academy is the top immortal cultivation academy in Honghe Xiangzhou, it will come to us every fifteen years to recruit students, there are very good teachers and resources there, only when you enter there, you can learn some advanced exercises and spells!"

The old ancestor said with a difficult face: "It's just that one of the prerequisites for entering this Bixian Courtyard is to have at least a spiritual vein above the ground level!"

"Although, the master in your mouth said that your Five Elements Spirit Vein is the best of the heaven-level, but he also said that ordinary people like me can't recognize it at all, and the person in charge of enrollment on our side has a similar strength to me, and it is estimated that he can't recognize it nine times out of ten!"

He stretched out his hand and patted Feng Wuchen's shoulder again, and said, "Let's not talk about this for now, let's go back!

Feng Wuchen didn't move, and hesitated in place.

"Why, I don't want to forgive the old man! Say, let the old man apologize to you!"

"The younger generation does not dare to ......"

"If you don't dare, then follow me!" As he spoke, the Ancestor couldn't help but pull the somewhat stubborn Feng Wuchen Imperial Sword and left.

......

Returning to the Feng family again, living in the ancestor's house again, Feng Wuchen has a feeling of being in a different world.

He finally has another to rely on, he doesn't have to worry about it every day, he is cautious, and he can concentrate on cultivating.

And the old ancestor seems to have changed back to the way Feng Wuchen was when he was a child, this old man limited the time his mother came to see him every day, but the old man himself had to run over seven or eight times a day.

Moreover, the ancestor would not come empty-handed every time he came, and when he came for the first time, he brought a small box of five-color medium-grade spirit stones to Feng Wuchen.

Feng Wuchen didn't accept it, and directly pointed to the big box next to his bed to the old man.

The old man opened it and took a look, and was directly startled, and then looked at Feng Wuchen's gaze a little more playful.

Feng Wuchen was afraid that this old man would think crookedly, so he quickly explained the origin of this box of spirit stones. As soon as he heard that this box of spirit stones was robbed by Feng Wuchen of his rival Old Man Liu's house, the ancestor immediately laughed and turned over on his back.

After three days of wholehearted cultivation, Feng Wuchen's cultivation finally returned to the fourth layer of the Qi Refining Period.

In the past few days, he has also learned some information about the enrollment of Bixian Academy from the mouth of the ancestor.

Every fifteen years, Bixian Academy will give three places for the immortal cultivation forces in the three cities, Baixing City, Qinghu City, and Red Maple City, and there were four major immortal cultivation forces in these three cities, namely the Feng family, the Liu family, the Li family, and the Shi family.

The Feng family and the Liu family both had their own spheres of influence in White Star City and Qinghu City, while the Li family and the Shi family had their own spheres of influence in both Red Maple City and Qinghu City.

However, now there are more than four big immortal cultivation forces in these three cities, and they have become five, and there is one more Hehuan Sect.

Come to think of it, the Hehuan Sect tried its best to enter White Star City, and it may have considered Bixian Temple.

There are five immortal cultivation forces, and each family can send up to ten people to participate in the assessment.

These ten people must be under the age of fifteen, and have a spiritual vein above the prefecture level, and a cultivation level above the fourth level of the Qi refining period, so fifty people compete for the final three places.

Thinking of this, Feng Wuchen couldn't help but sigh, although he had the best spiritual vein that the wine fairy said, but who knew him! It's a pity that he didn't even have the qualifications to participate in the competition!

No wonder people say, "There is Bole in the world, and then there is Maxima." Maxima often has, but Bole does not often have. ”

Faced with such an opportunity to improve his Dao Fa, Feng Wuchen was not willing to miss it.

The day before yesterday, Feng Wuchen had already used the sound transmission Gu left by his "Bole" to send a message to the old man, hoping that the old man could help him think of a way.

However, two days had passed, and the old man still had not received a single reply.

Feng Wuchen practiced for a long time, feeling a little bored, and suddenly thought of walking outside to take a walk, and by the way, he met his cousin Feng Yu'er, and he saw this girl on the first day he came back.

made up his mind, and while a few girls were not paying attention, he used Xiuwei to sneak out.

Walking on the familiar road again, he saw familiar faces, but everything felt so unfamiliar.

Along the way, he met many people, but few greeted him, most of them just pointed and whispered behind his back.

It was as if he had become a rare little animal, which made him so bored that he wanted to turn around and go back.

When passing by the martial arts arena, a yin and yang weird male voice suddenly came from the martial arts arena, "Yo, who should I be, isn't this the big baby of our Feng family coming back?"

Feng Wuchen looked intently, and saw that the person who spoke was a young man of the same age as himself, this young man was naked, sweating profusely practicing fire attribute spells!

This person is naturally aware of Feng Wuchen, who is Feng Wei's cousin, Feng Li, who has the fire attribute spirit vein of the middle grade of the ground level, and his cultivation is the fifth layer of the Qi refining period.

"Look at what!" Feng Li glanced at himself coldly when he saw Feng Wuchen, and his anger suddenly rose, "Unconvinced?"

"Brother Li, don't be angry with others, they are covered by an ancestor!" Another shirtless young man beside Feng Li also mocked and mocked.

This person's name is Feng An, and he has the earth-attribute spiritual veins of the lower grade of the ground level, and his cultivation is the fourth layer of the Qi refining period.

"If it weren't for the fact that the ancestor was covering you, I would have to beat you to death just because of the wind and power!"

Feng Wuchen had been holding back the nameless fire in his belly, and now he has suffered these ridicules in vain, how can he endure it!

Without saying a word, he frowned, and immediately jumped over the half-human-high stone wall and landed heavily in the martial arts arena.

Feng Li jumped over directly when he saw Feng Wuchen, first stunned, and then laughed exaggeratedly, and mocked the latter: "What's the matter, wreck, you want to find a beating yourself?"

"You want to beat me?" said Feng Wuchen coldly.

"Of course!" Feng Li looked contemptuous and defiant.

"Then how about we fight?" Feng Wuchen smiled softly.

"Yo, I heard you right, right? The wrecked waste actually challenged Brother Li!haha......" Feng An looked like a villain, "Do you still need Brother Li to take a shot to beat you?" I can beat you all over the ground looking for teeth, but there is one thing, you can't cry and sue me in front of the ancestor!"

He said to Feng Li beside him: "Brother Li, kill chickens with a cattle slaughtering knife, let me teach this stinky boy a lesson, right?"

"Okay, but you have to be gentle, don't beat this kid to death!" said Wind Sneered.

"Are you sure you want to fight me?" Feng Wuchen's face was indifferent.

"What, are you going to regret it?" Feng An frowned, "Manly man, the water that spilled out of the words ......"

"You don't want to find a complaint!" Feng Wuchen interrupted him coldly.

"What?" Feng An couldn't help but laugh, he couldn't believe his ears.

"Alright, stop talking and let's get started!" said Feng Li.

"Boy, get your ass ready!" said Feng'an, a yellow light flashed on Feng An's right foot, and he kicked Feng Wuchen with a thud.

Feng Wuchen didn't dodge at all, and directly stomped on the ground with his foot, and whispered, "New green breaks the ground."

Before the words fell, a cluster of green vines suddenly broke through the soil and directly wrapped around Feng Anfei's right foot.

Feng An's face tightened, and his eyes were full of panic. In a hurry, he poured all his spiritual power into his legs, and struggled hard, so that the green vines creaked, the light dimmed, and he was about to get out.

At this time, Feng Wuchen's figure flashed and quickly appeared behind Feng An, and before the latter could make a move, one of his flying feet had already landed on the latter's ass.

At the same time, the green vine wrapped around Feng An's legs suddenly disappeared, and he immediately flew into the sky like an arrow.

"Feng An ......"

Feng Li rushed out with a complicated face, chasing Feng An, he wanted to catch the latter who fell from the sky. It's just that the speed of the wind is still a little slower, and it only dragged Feng An's feet.

Shoes, to be precise.

Feng An was thrown into a dog and gnawed on a mouthful of mud.

"You, bah, you ......" Feng An kept rubbing his buttocks, while spitting the mud in his mouth, his face was full of shock and disbelief.

It wasn't just him who was so shocked, the wind next to him, and his mouth was grinning behind his ears and he didn't know it!

"You, how can you use spells?" Feng An finally spat out the dirt in his mouth.

"Why can't I use spells?" asked Feng Wuchen coldly.

"You obviously don't have a spiritual vein anymore!" Feng An looked determined.

"Does this have anything to do with the fight between us?"

Feng An's face sank and said, "You wait, I was just careless just now!

"Feng An......" wind power thoughtfully.

"Brother Li, you can rest assured!" Feng Anman didn't care.

As he spoke, the yellow light in Feng An's hand was blazing, and he slapped the ground with all his might, shouting: "Flying soil and chasing meat!"

Hundreds of yellow projectiles rose in response, shooting angrily at Feng Wuchen with a sharp cracking sound.

Feng An was very satisfied with the first-order mid-grade spell he had cast, and thought that he would definitely be able to teach this waste in front of him a good lesson this time. So that this waste knows how high the sky is, how thick the ground is, and how many eyes Ma Wang Ye has!

Thinking about it, Feng An looked at Feng Wuchen proudly.

But the scene in front of him shocked him and thought he was dreaming.

That Feng Wuchen actually did the same action as him, and also cast the same spell. The only difference is that the other party summoned forty or fifty more projectiles than his own.

Moreover, those extra projectiles are shooting at themselves without hindrance......