Volume 1 Chapter 16 The Storm Rises

In the year 1016 of the Great Qin calendar, the sixth day of the sixth month of June.

Today is the day when Fengyun Academy holds its opening ceremony.

After a few days of familiarization, the students from all over the world have more or less adapted to the future living and learning environment. In fact, in the past few days, there have been some cultivators who have rushed to Fengyun Academy, but after the opening ceremony, those who don't catch up will have to wait another year.

The opening ceremony was held right in the central square of the college. In the center of the square is a huge round platform made of black iron and stone. This is the academy's martial arts stage.

Early in the morning, some students appeared in the square one after another. As time passed, students from all departments gathered at Square Hill. By the time the ceremony began, the students of each department had basically arrived, and they were still divided into five phalanxes.

The Academy of Literature was under the direct jurisdiction of the Empire, and the Academy's coursework was relatively heavy, so there were no students of the Academy of Literature and Cultivation in the square.

The process of the ceremony is very simple: first, the dean speaks, and by the way, the heads of each department make an appearance. Then the former representatives of each department led the new students to perform on stage. In the end, the city lord of Fengyun City spoke on behalf of the empire, and it was over.

Of course, some rich and powerful people are indispensable to attend this kind of occasion, and the dean and the city lord will arrange them properly after the ceremony.

The various departments of Yuan Xiu formed a square formation and sat on the ground, which was well divided according to the color of the uniforms on their bodies: wind cyan, thunder purple, fire red, ice blue, and earth yellow. The ancient martial arts system is white, but because the number is too small, and it is on the side, it is basically invisible.

It is said that the uniforms of the current martial arts students of Fengyun Academy were designed by Feng Qianyu. She also gave a name to the uniform she designed - the trench coat.

"Why didn't you see Qianzhong?" said Yang Songbai to the other three from the Gu Martial Arts Department.

Shi Changfeng shook his head with Bai Xiaochuan to indicate that he didn't know, Mu Junnian thought for a while and said, "I should be preparing for a performance for a while." ”

Yang Songbai frowned, turned around and didn't speak.

At this time, on the round platform, Feng Buxi had already stood up, only to see Feng Buxi standing with his hands in his hands, looking at the people in the audience: "I am Feng Buxi, your dean." ”

"I don't know what kind of idea you had in mind when you stepped into the gates of Fengyun Academy. For fame and fortune, for power, for money, for the ultimate in martial arts, or for the sake of the common people in the world? I want to tell you: the academy can't give you too much, it is nothing more than to give you a few more choices in your life. ”

"Of course, since you have stepped through the gates of Fengyun Academy. Naturally, the academy will not treat you badly, such as behind me. After Feng Bu Zhi finished speaking, six rays of light of different colors flashed, and there were six more figures behind Feng Bu Xiu. It is the wind, thunder, ice, fire, earth, and ancient martial arts, the mentors of the six departments.

The tutor of the wind department is the great beauty Feng Qianyu, a typical person who can eat with his face, but he relies on his strength.

The mentor of the Lei Department is Yun Shouye, who is known as the "Thunder Leopard". Yun Shouye is a tall middle-aged man, with a Chinese face that looks righteous and awe-inspiring. But the most striking thing is his purple eyes. It is said that there is a powerful demon beast called Thunder Leopard in the mountains of Western Xinjiang, and its eyes are purple.

Yun Shouye and Yun Wuchang's father Yun Wending are brothers, but the relationship is not very good, but the relationship is good.

The instructor of the ice department, Yan Qingyang, an elegant middle-aged man, looked at his appearance and thought he was a scribe from the Academy of Literature. Born in poverty, it is entirely by his own efforts that he has achieved today's achievements step by step.

Huang Xiaoling, the tutor of the fire department, is husband and wife with Yan Qingyang. When the two were young, they were famous fairy couples in Fengyun Academy.

Huang Xiaoling has a hot temper, and the Huang family was not optimistic about the poor and white Huang Qingyang, but Huang Xiaoling insisted on marrying Yan Qingyang despite the opposition of his family. It turns out that Huang Xiaoling has a good eye. The two have a daughter, Liu Qianqian.

The Soil Mentor was a small old man, thin and shriveled, and looked like a man on the verge of death. The old man has a very interesting name: Dao Changqing. His origin is a mystery, and he has been in Fengyun Academy for many years and has always been the tutor of the Earth Department.

The tutor of the ancient martial arts department is Yang Songbai, who is also an old man, and Yang Songbai looks much more pleasing to the eye. However, for the virtual ancient martial arts system, not many people care about it.

The six mentors came to the stage, and the square, which had been calm before, suddenly erupted into a burst of enthusiastic cheers! Especially on the side of the wind department, after all, the mentor of the wind department is Feng Qianyu.

"The academy will give you the best teachers. They may not be able to teach whatever you want to learn. But what they can teach, I think you'll all learn well. I hope that in the future, you will have no regrets when you step out of the door of the academy. Well, that's all I have to say. ”

Amid cheers and applause, the wind continued and the six instructors walked off the round stage. Then it's time for the performances of each department.

said that it was a performance, but in fact, it was to let the students of each department show their cultivation and use their Yuan Li to do something that ordinary people find impossible. For example, the soil system performed a hand of "gathering sand into a tower".

A pile of sand, under the control of several earth system students with Yuan Li, the effort for a while actually condensed into a huge tower, which was breathtaking. Of course, the performances are not only these, but the performances of other series are also very exciting.

Except for Yang Songbai in Fengyun Academy, it has been a long time since he has seen anyone cultivating ancient martial arts. A few came this year, and when I heard that there were performances, people were looking forward to it.

If everyone appreciates the performances of the various departments of Yuan Xiu, then most of the performances of the ancient martial arts department are looking forward to watching the excitement. What can the ancient martial arts department perform? Come up and fight boxing?

When it was the turn of the ancient martial arts department to perform, all the departments in the audience were already discussing, discussing what kind of performance the ancient martial arts department would perform.

While everyone was discussing, a young man dressed in white walked up to the round platform with a large stone half a person high in his left hand and something that looked like a musical instrument in his right hand.

"It's him!" Liu Qianqian, who was beside Huang Xiaoling, exclaimed.

"Oh, do you know?" said Huang Xiaoling, looking at her daughter.

"Mother, let me tell you, the person who almost beat Huang Haotian into a pig's head last time was him. Liu Qianqian remembered the last time Huang Haotian was beaten, and said excitedly.

"Your cousin was beaten, why are you so happy? Could it be that you have a crush on this kid? Well, he looks good. Huang Xiaoling said jokingly.

"Mother, what are you talking about! It was Huang Haotian who teased people first, and he was the one who owed the beating!" Liu Qianqian blushed and pouted.

"Yes, yes, my baby daughter is a righteous and awe-inspiring woman, and she can't see others being bullied. Huang Xiaoling took Liu Qianqian's hand and said.

"Hmph, ignore you!" Liu Qianqian pretended to be angry and turned her head, but she didn't shake off Huang Xiaoling's hand.

That's right, the boy who walked on the round platform was Xiaoshan, and the instrument in his hand was the erhu. As for the stones, they were brought from the small bamboo forest behind the house.

While most people were still guessing what Hill was going to do, Hill was already sitting on the rock.

Exhaling, Xiaoshan spoke: "This song is called "Dream Back to Immortal Travel". "It's not loud, but everybody can hear it.

After speaking, Xiaoshan pulled the erhu in his hand.

The sound of the erhu is melodious. Although the voice was not loud, everyone present could hear it clearly.

"Sonic Gong?" Huang Xiaoling said with some surprise as he looked at the young man on the stage who was playing the erhu.

"Mother, what are you talking about?" Liu Qianqian turned her head to look at her mother.

"Nothing. Qianqian, you are with your sister Xiaoyun every day, have you ever heard this song?" Huang Xiaoling asked rhetorically.

Liu Qianqian frowned and thought for a while, and said, "No, Sister Xiaoyun is proficient in music and rhythm, and she knows a lot of famous songs and ancient tunes, but I have never heard her play this song." ”

"Then it seems that this kid is not simple!" Huang Xiaoling looked at the small mountain road on the stage.

"Although Sister Xiaoyun is a master of music, she may not be able to make any tunes! Maybe Sister Xiaoyun hasn't heard it, as long as Sister Xiaoyun has heard the tunes, she can play them. Liu Qianqian's eyes were full of admiration.

Huang Xiaoling smiled and didn't speak, just looked at the young man on the stage thoughtfully.

"Little guy, how many more surprises can you give me?" Feng Qianyu looked at Xiao Shan, who was pulling the erhu on the stage, and the corners of his mouth hooked a tempting arc, and said softly.

The piece is very short, and most people may not have thought about what attitude to listen to this piece, and many people still don't know what the instrument in Xiaoshan's hand is, so Xiaoshan stopped playing and walked down the round platform with a stone.

Although Xiaoshan did not appear for a long time, he only went on stage and played an unknown piece of music with an unknown instrument, but it left a deep impression on some well-intentioned people. I don't know what kind of impact it will have on his future spiritual path.

Yun Wending, the first-class duke of Great Qin, the city lord of Fengyun City, and the current head of the Yun family. Yun Wending is seven points similar to Yun Shouye's appearance, but his figure is not as tall and burly as Yun Shouye, nor does he have the same purple eyes as Yun Shouye's thunder leopard. There is also a big difference in temperament. If Yun Shouye is an unsheathed treasure knife, full of aggression, then Yun Wending is a jar of old wine that has been sealed for many years, and it cannot be seen or touched.

Yun Wending and Yun Shouye are only two years apart, but Yun Wending looks a lot older than Yun Shouye, probably because Yun Wending is not as advanced as Yun Shouye. In fact, Yun Wending's qualifications are mediocre and he can't cultivate Yuan Li.

However, no one dares to underestimate Yun Wending, without advanced cultivation, he can become the lord of a city in Fengyun City, not only because he is a member of the Yun family, but also because he has an extraordinary mind and extraordinary means.

Yun Wending, who was standing on the round platform, looked at the crowd with an approachable smile on his face: "I really envy you." I envy you all in the best years of your life, and I envy you all have the brightest future! You are all the pillars of my Great Qin! You are all the pride of my Fengyun City!"

Yun Wending's words drew thunderous applause from the audience, and cheers rose one after another.