"If there is anything to instruct, you are responsible for the hundred colleges, and you can do it. It's just that there should be a lot of similar situations in the future, and if the bright ones don't work, they should come to the dark ones, and they need to be careful to take precautions. Fengchen said indifferently.

This situation was expected from the beginning, a group of clowns who jumped off the beam, and they didn't need to be too concerned. To put it mildly, it's a group of turtles who have never seen the world. The existence above the Tribulation will not be eye-catching. There are so many ways to improve the cultivation of low-level cultivators to enter the realm, as long as they are willing to spend resources.

The reason why these people are so shocked, knowing that there is a robbery in the hundred colleges and still taking risks, this is a matter of vision.

Fengchen's reaction was also expected by Zhang Daocheng, but Fengchen didn't care, but he had to report it. Be cautious in your words and deeds, and it may be fruitless, but it is also not faulty.

"By the way, Zhang Protector, I seem to have sensed the aura of a Qingfeng Dao Sect stunt just now, you used it, right, you mastered it so quickly?" Feng Chen asked.

"It's just the first time I've scratched the surface, trying to use one or two. Zhang Daocheng said.

"Well, you go and deal with the follow-up. Wind and dust waved his hand.

......

The killing of a group of people who visited the Hundred Academies at night with bad intentions did not make any waves, or set off but was quietly suppressed by Zhang Daocheng.

When the cultivation room was officially opened, Fengchen personally served as the doorman, lying on the rocking chair every day, and if he wanted to enter, he had to come to him to register.

In addition to pointing out Li Minghao every day, the rest of the time Fengchen spent sleepless day and night polishing three hundred and sixty-five acupoints. The more polished you are now, the easier it will be to take the next few steps.

With the help of seven or eight hundred geniuses who practiced for themselves day and night, Feng Chen sensed that the spiritual intent was rapidly becoming stronger all the time.

For this matter, Fengchen can not be said to be unconcerned, in addition to various large arrays, there are also four Qingxuan puppet guards hidden in the shadows, always vigilant, once someone wants to sneak in, kill them. After more than a dozen unjust souls, some people finally realized this forbidden area of death.

It is said that there is no nail in the mountain, and the cold year does not know the year. For the monks, the passage of time is like a cloud. In the blink of an eye, a year has passed.

On this day, Li Minghao visited Fengchen again: "Teacher, the annual exam is coming, and the disciple has to prepare, and these days may not come." After a year of teaching, Li Minghao was more grateful when he was in awe of the wind and dust.

"Huh, annual test?" Hearing Li Minghao mention this, Fengchen also remembered what Zhang Daocheng had mentioned to him before. Once a year, a disciple contest is held, which is actually a battle in the arena, and if you get a good ranking, you will have a rich reward to motivate your cultivation.

Fengchen is noncommittal about this, the old-fashioned method is used by almost all the sect forces, although it is old-fashioned, but it is indeed practical.

It's just that Fengchen was a little surprised: "With your strength, such a small competition, you still need to prepare in advance, and I have taught you in vain this year?"

"Uh. Li Minghao suddenly felt that he was speechless.

"Don't forget, you were the number one at the beginning, this year I personally taught, all kinds of resources fed you so much, the dark body inspired most of it, and taught you so many secret methods. Do you still need to prepare? It's a shame on me. The wind and dust then counted the landings.

Li Minghao's face was flushed by Fengchen's words, and he said: "Teacher, it's really not that the disciple doesn't work hard, and you don't let me enter the cultivation room, I have been practicing for a year, but people have been practicing for more than a year." ”

"Moreover, I have also broken through to the Yuan Infant, although I have directly broken through to the middle stage of the Yuan Infant with your help, but my opponent has many geniuses in the late Yuan Infant stage. It's a small realm for me. ”

"Is that the reason?" said Feng Chen, coldly.

"Just one or two hundred so-called Yuanying geniuses, you don't even have two that can be seen, you can't beat a small realm just suppressed? You don't have the confidence? Then you are really a failure. ”

"I ...... Isn't it okay if I don't prepare? Li Minghao felt that he was really wronged. This teacher is good everywhere, but sometimes he is too dark. I don't know if this voice was heard by Fengchen.

After a moment of silence, Fengchen gave Li Minghao an order that made him want to cry without tears: "Prepare, how can you not prepare." However, it is not for you to participate in the competition at the Yuan Infant level. What's the point of playing with a bunch of kids. You go and sign me up for the distraction level. You are also not required to be in the top 10 or anything, at least more than half. ”

"If you can't do it, don't call me teacher in the future, I can't afford to lose this person. ”

As soon as Fengchen finished speaking, he waved his hand, and Li Minghao was thrown away by him. Lying on his back on the ground, Li Minghao looked at the blue sky with blank eyes, and his heart was desolate.

He, a small junior disciple in the middle of the Yuan Infant Period, actually had to fight with a group of distraction stage fighters, and he had to win more than half of them. This is simply going to kill him. At this moment, Li Minghao wanted to say to Fengchen: "Teacher, you really look up to this disciple of yours. ”

It's useless to complain, as for complaining, there will be no problem, just complaining, and after complaining, you have to accept the reality bitterly. There are only a few days left, and it is unlikely that you will be able to make a big breakthrough in cultivation within these few days.

One big realm and one group, if he wants to defeat more than half of the distracted monks, it means that he must be able to defeat at least the distracted monks in the middle stage.

Although Li Minghao will not be arrogant, he will not be arrogant. He was very clear about his strength positioning, and with the body of the middle stage of the Yuan Infant, there was no problem in defeating an ordinary opponent in the early stage of distraction. But in the middle stage of distraction, I'm afraid I can't bear it.

Since a breakthrough in the realm is unlikely, you can only cultivate the secret method. Once you learn some powerful secret techniques, your combat effectiveness will definitely increase dramatically in an instant. It just so happened that such a secret method, Fengchen also taught him a few things.

"If there is anything to instruct, you are responsible for the hundred colleges, and you can do it. It's just that there should be a lot of similar situations in the future, and if the bright ones don't work, they should come to the dark ones, and they need to be careful to take precautions. Fengchen said indifferently.

This situation was expected from the beginning, a group of clowns who jumped off the beam, and they didn't need to be too concerned. To put it mildly, it's a group of turtles who have never seen the world. The existence above the Tribulation will not be eye-catching. There are so many ways to improve the cultivation of low-level cultivators to enter the realm, as long as they are willing to spend resources.

The reason why these people are so shocked, knowing that there is a robbery in the hundred colleges and still taking risks, this is a matter of vision.

Fengchen's reaction was also expected by Zhang Daocheng, but Fengchen didn't care, but he had to report it. Be cautious in your words and deeds, and it may be fruitless, but it is also not faulty.

"By the way, Zhang Protector, I seem to have sensed the aura of a Qingfeng Dao Sect stunt just now, you used it, right, you mastered it so quickly?" Feng Chen asked.

"It's just the first time I've scratched the surface, trying to use one or two. Zhang Daocheng said.

"Well, you go and deal with the follow-up. Wind and dust waved his hand.

......

The killing of a group of people who visited the Hundred Academies at night with bad intentions did not make any waves, or set off but was quietly suppressed by Zhang Daocheng.

When the cultivation room was officially opened, Fengchen personally served as the doorman, lying on the rocking chair every day, and if he wanted to enter, he had to come to him to register.

In addition to pointing out Li Minghao every day, the rest of the time Fengchen spent sleepless day and night polishing three hundred and sixty-five acupoints. The more polished you are now, the easier it will be to take the next few steps.

With the help of seven or eight hundred geniuses who practiced for themselves day and night, Feng Chen sensed that the spiritual intent was rapidly becoming stronger all the time.

For this matter, Fengchen can not be said to be unconcerned, in addition to various large arrays, there are also four Qingxuan puppet guards hidden in the shadows, always vigilant, once someone wants to sneak in, kill them. After more than a dozen unjust souls, some people finally realized this forbidden area of death.

It is said that there is no nail in the mountain, and the cold year does not know the year. For the monks, the passage of time is like a cloud. In the blink of an eye, a year has passed.

On this day, Li Minghao visited Fengchen again: "Teacher, the annual exam is coming, and the disciple has to prepare, and these days may not come." After a year of teaching, Li Minghao was more grateful when he was in awe of the wind and dust.

"Huh, annual test?" Hearing Li Minghao mention this, Fengchen also remembered what Zhang Daocheng had mentioned to him before. Once a year, a disciple contest is held, which is actually a battle in the arena, and if you get a good ranking, you will have a rich reward to motivate your cultivation.

Fengchen is noncommittal about this, the old-fashioned method is used by almost all the sect forces, although it is old-fashioned, but it is indeed practical.

It's just that Fengchen was a little surprised: "With your strength, such a small competition, you still need to prepare in advance, and I have taught you in vain this year?"

"Uh. Li Minghao suddenly felt that he was speechless.

"Don't forget, you were the number one at the beginning, this year I personally taught, all kinds of resources fed you so much, the dark body inspired most of it, and taught you so many secret methods. Do you still need to prepare? It's a shame on me. The wind and dust then counted the landings.

Li Minghao's face was flushed by Fengchen's words, and he said: "Teacher, it's really not that the disciple doesn't work hard, and you don't let me enter the cultivation room, I have been practicing for a year, but people have been practicing for more than a year." ”

"Moreover, I have also broken through to the Yuan Infant, although I have directly broken through to the middle stage of the Yuan Infant with your help, but my opponent has many geniuses in the late Yuan Infant stage. It's a small realm for me. ”

"Is that the reason?" said Feng Chen, coldly.

"Just one or two hundred so-called Yuanying geniuses, you don't even have two that can be seen, you can't beat a small realm just suppressed? You don't have the confidence? Then you are really a failure. ”

"I ...... Isn't it okay if I don't prepare? Li Minghao felt that he was really wronged. This teacher is good everywhere, but sometimes he is too dark. I don't know if this voice was heard by Fengchen.

After a moment of silence, Fengchen gave Li Minghao an order that made him want to cry without tears: "Prepare, how can you not prepare." However, it is not for you to participate in the competition at the Yuan Infant level.