These days, Mei Qingqiu has a difficult thing that has not been done, and she didn't expect to be messed around with by a few disciples, but she actually did it.

Yan Shiyi not only kept the name of the Sixth Academy of Great Cadres for Haoran Academy, but also won the first place in the single competition of the Six Colleges in one fell swoop, which is an unprecedented glory for Haoran Academy in the past 100 years. Mei Qingqiu was happy, but felt that the fly in the ointment was that so far, Yan Shiyi could not be regarded as a student of Haoran Academy.

Although Mei Qingqiu had the intention to write Yan Shiyi's name on the roster of students of Haoran Academy, Mo Jingtian never said it, although he had the heart to do it, he didn't know what kind of name he should give to Yan Shiyi.

Little junior brother?

It stands to reason that such an identity is in the past, but Yan Shiyi has not officially worshiped Mo Jingtian as a teacher in front of him, although Mei Qingqiu has told Mo Jingtian a few times in private, how do you know that Mo Jingtian has been playing haha, but he didn't say it, but he didn't say it, so Mei Qingqiu didn't know if he should give Yan Shiyi the title of junior brother.

Mei Qingqiu also thought about giving Yan Shiyi the same seniority as Wang Taiping, Li Muyao and others, but this kid and his uncle have such a master-apprentice situation there, not to mention that the Pope also treats this kid differently, and this layer of relationship makes him feel that it seems inappropriate to do so.

It's good now, the nonsense of the disciples has completely solved the problem, as for Yan Shiyi's seniority, what does he care about? Who cares, as long as he has the identity of a student of Haoran Academy, with such an identity, he can block the mouth of the world.

Yan Shiyi didn't care about these at all, what he cared about now was that his cultivation speed was too slow, when he would be able to break through the body refining realm.

Moreover, in the past two days, when Yan Shiyi was cultivating, he found that there had been an inexplicable feeling of heat rising in his physical strength, and sometimes he was almost out of breath when he was oppressive, and he couldn't say anything about that feeling, but he felt that something seemed to want to change him, and at the strongest time, he even had a feeling of being bloodthirsty, and he wanted to rush out of the mountain behind the academy and kill everywhere.

Yan Shiyi was a little suspicious that the black iron filings that were sucked into his body were causing trouble, because he had heard Mo Jingtian say that the Great Demon Lord of the Demon Clan gave up himself to turn into iron filings and covered the Haoran Sword in order to seal the Haoran Sword. Then these iron filings are part of the Great Demon Lord, and now that he has sucked them into his body, will he finally be freed from the Haoran Sword, and he has become the one who has been sealed.

Yan Shiyi looked for Mo Jingtian with doubts.

"Old man Mo, when I was cultivating these days, I always felt that something was wrong?"

Mo Jingtian was smoking a dry cigarette, and when he heard Yan Shiyi speak, he suddenly highlighted a few smoke rings before he said, "What's the matter?"

Yan Shi shook his head and said: "Whether there is any progress or not, I am second, now is every time I practice, I have a feeling of wanting to kill, do you think it could be those iron filings on the Haoran Sword that are making trouble? Those iron filings have been absorbed by me a lot into my body." ”

Mo Jingtian glanced at the pitch-black iron rod that had been thrown aside by Yan Shiyi, which had already been a large layer thin, thoughtfully, but after a while, he smiled and said: "What's there, it's just some iron filings, what can you do strangely!"

Yan Shiyi said: "Old man Mo, don't harm me, you have to think clearly, if I am sealed, a lonely old man like you will not even have someone to talk to you with!"

"What?" Mo Jingtian was stunned for a moment, and asked a little inexplicably, "What did you seal? Who sealed you?"

Yan Shiyi: "You said, those iron filings were sealed by the Great Demon Lord Haoran Sword, and now those iron filings continue to fall off, and finally they all fall into my body, then I won't be sealed in the end!"

"What are you talking about!" Mo Jingtian smiled and said, "Don't think about it, there will be no problem!"

Yan Shiyi was still skeptical, but he had nothing to do, so he could only sigh: "I believe you!"

Mo Jingtian nodded and smiled: "Don't be suspicious, go ahead!"

After Yan Shi left, Mo Jingtian muttered to himself: "I almost hurt that kid, but fortunately, Hua Wanyun thought it thoughtfully!"

Mo Jingtian was smoking dry cigarettes, and the entire library building was filled with smoke, and a figure suddenly appeared in the smoke, like a dream, but Mo Jingtian didn't seem to know it.

After a long time, the figure suddenly spoke.

"Old man, you can't do it! Cultivation is so bad, I don't even know how long I've been around!"

Mo Jingtian suddenly heard a familiar voice, his body shook suddenly, and Huo Ran turned around.

The figure, with a long body, dressed in white like a fairy, was just in the misty clouds, and he could see the specific face clearly, and he only knew that it was a man.

"Are you free?" Mo Jingtian's voice sounded a little trembling due to his excitement.

The man shook his head, but the movement was a little loud, and the whole figure dissipated into the smoke with a shaking, and only regrouped after a moment.

"Not yet! It's just barely enough to get the primordial spirit out to breathe!" the man said.

"Oh!" Mo Jingtian was obviously a little disappointed.

"Do you really intend to let that boy inherit your mantle?" the man asked, "This boy doesn't seem to be very good? Besides, on closer inspection, he is not a Confucian faction, and the Confucian saint may not be able to pass the level!"

Mo Jingtian was stunned, could I have guessed wrong?

After a while, Mo Jingtian asked, "Isn't it that you fell in love with that kid?"

The man was stunned for a moment and asked, "How can you have such an idea?"

Mo Jingtian said: "I asked that kid to take you to the Sixth Academy Competition, just to see your reaction, you helped twice, doesn't it prove that you fancy that kid?"

"I see!" the man sighed, and said, "Old man, after so many years, you know, I have always been very soft-hearted, since that kid is destined for me, how can I let him be hurt!"

The man paused for a moment and continued, "It's you, you didn't think that the seal left by the Great Demon Lord would bring harm to him?"

Mo Jingtian was also a little scared when he thought about it, and said after a while: "This is because I didn't think it through, but fortunately, Hua Wanyun has already given him the bowl, there shouldn't be any problems!"

The man sneered, pointed to a corner of the library, and said, "Keep your eyes open, what is that?"

Mo Jingtian looked at the corner he was pointing to, and found that it was the reward Pure Bowl that Yan Shiyi had won in the Sixth Academy Competition this time.

"This kid!" Mo Jingtian scolded with a smile, "No wonder you just told me about all kinds of strange phenomena encountered in your cultivation, and I felt strange, with the Pure Bowl, how could such a thing happen!"

Mo Jingtian said to the man: "You wait for a while, I'll send it to him!"

The man said, "Don't be busy, you put it away first, I want to see if this kid can resist the cultivation of the Great Demon Lord by his own will!"

Mo Jingtian was overjoyed when he heard this, and said, "Your Haoran Sword, are you planning to make him a sword master?"

This man is Haoran Sword, Haoran Sword smiled: "Look at it, if you can't withstand the demonic nature of the Great Demon Lord, you will be easily controlled, then I will have to make another plan!"

"Old man, help!" said Haoran Jian.

"What?" Mo Jingtian didn't understand what Haoran Sword wanted him to do for a while.

Haoran Jian said: "I want to meet that kid, but I'm afraid of scaring him with this appearance, do me a favor and gather my body together!"

"Little things!"

Mo Jingtian readily agreed, since Haoran Jian was willing to meet Yan Shiyi as a sword spirit, it meant that he had already approved of that kid.