forget the river mirror

Chapter 130
Mirror Profound Realm, Chuitian Cliff.

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After Lin Chuan "made the three of them into one" Su Wenqun, he began to suspect that the Great Master was actually trying to compensate him by letting the four of them come to the inner wall.

Pingluan Academy has teachings without discrimination, the three religions, the poor family, and the powers of Wuji. They can coexist peacefully in the academy without the word "balance".

And the farce just now should be a measure of the Great Master's evaluation of the Three Religions and Wuji.

Judging from the results, it is obvious that Lin Chuan is better, otherwise they would not have been thrown to the Chuitian Cliff where they cannot mobilize their spiritual power.

This is the opportunity given by the Great Master. The reason why Pingluan Academy has a society is to allow these students to weaken the influence of the sect on them by building their own power.

As long as you have experienced rights, it is very difficult to quit.

Before, the Wuji Sect didn't even bother to pay attention to the Pingluan Academy. Even if they sent their disciples over, it was just a formality, to let the disciples feel the atmosphere of the college, and leave some resources by the way.

After all, Wuji disciples will join the Demon Army in the end, so no matter how many benefits Pingluan Academy gives, no Wuji disciples will join Xuanyi Shi.

This is why the Wuji Sect doesn't even have a society. To put it bluntly, all the Wuji disciples who come to Pingluan Academy are just here to dawdle.

But this time the Promise Sect asked Lin Chuan and the others to come over, not just for the sake of their mortals.

But the deeper purpose, only Jiang Luo knows, Lin Chuan is too reckless, Xuan Jing is too tender, and only Jiang Luo is the most reliable one.

Although Lin Chuan didn't know what mission Jiang Luo was carrying, his idea of ​​forming a society because of Xiao Zuo could save Jiang Luo a lot of time.

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Even if the four of them didn't mobilize their spiritual power, the harsh and chaotic sound still echoed in the cave. Although the sound would not harm them, it disturbed people.

Lin Chuan entered the altar without any scruples, and began to discuss with Ling An about the establishment of a society. As a result, Ling An was like a bloody chicken, and he spoke quickly about the pyramid framework, the upstream, the offline, and the relationship between family members. Category.

Although Lin Chuan didn't quite understand it, he was greatly shocked. He always felt that Ling didn't learn this knowledge from a good place.

Yinrou is still round and wonderful, sitting cross-legged in meditation, silently reciting the mantra of pure heart, he was beaten the worst among the three, but he was the one who calmed down the fastest.

Su Wenqun was still pondering the pros and cons of cooperating with "Liu Zheng".

This Su Tanhua, who aspires to become a powerful minister, majored in miscellaneous scholars. The matter of studying people's hearts has been engraved in his bones, and when he put all his attention on considering gains and losses, the noisy voice The effect on him has also become negligible.

On the other hand, Zhang Can's expression became more and more violent, and he was on the verge of breaking out.

The little Taoist was just happy to put on a nonchalant look, but he never stopped complaining in his heart. In this environment, the most dangerous thing is the inconsistency of body and mind.

Zhang Can has been complaining, complaining that the Great Master cheated him, complaining that there is no way to use spiritual power in this place, complaining why he came to Pingluan Academy, until he began to blame himself, why he wanted to live...

Lin Chuan suddenly felt a burst of tyranny, and he quickly withdrew from the altar, but Zhang Can had already fought with Su Wenqun and Yuan Miao.

The little Taoist still had the last of his sanity left, knowing that fighting with Lin Chuan would only result in a one-sided beating.

After Lin Chuan was sure that the three of them couldn't make any trouble, he was also happy to watch the show, and even took out a handful of melon seeds from the ring.

But Lin Chuan was not the only one watching the play.

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The Martial Arts Hall of Pingluan Academy was full of voices.

Every year, after the new students pass the entrance examination, their heads will be thrown to the Chuitian Cliff, and the images of them facing the wall will be projected in real time to the Martial Arts Hall.

So Lin Chuan just thought too much. This is not compensation from the Great Master at all, but a tradition of Pingluan Academy.

It's just that Pingluan Academy has been in operation for so many years, and no warrior has become a stabbing head and thrown into the Chuitian Cliff.

And every time this time, the old students will use their credits to bet on who will be the first to collapse.

"Then Su Tanhua is a freshman appointed by the Wenqu Society. Even if I heard that Wenbi was defeated by an ordinary man from the Wuji Sect, I don't know if it's true or not."

"That Yuan Miao seems to be the junior brother of Senior Brother Yuan Hua, and he can't be so firm in his Buddha's heart."

"Junior Brother Zhang's Dao Heart should be the most stable, how could it suddenly collapse!"

Just when everyone was chatting, Zhang Can suddenly stood up and attacked Su Wenqun and Yuan Miao at the same time. None of the three had used spiritual power, nor had they learned martial arts moves, so it was like a street fight. together.

When the small gamble has a result, some people will be happy, while others will be lonely.

Those who win will receive credits with tokens, and those who lose will not be repudiated. Although this game is small, it is organized by the poor family club, and no one in Pingluan Academy dares to challenge the poor family.

Zhang Can has always been bored, but it has bluffed many old students. Who would have thought that this little Taoist priest has such a rich heart.

But these are just appetizers. If it is just to watch the excitement of the freshmen, the heads of various societies will not gather here.

Look at the ability of these thorns, and accepting these thorns into the club is the purpose of their coming to the martial arts hall.

"If Liu Zheng is the first to come out, then it will belong to our poor family club."

"Su Tanhua should join our Wenqu Club."

"Zhang Can, enter Daoyan."

"Yuan Miao is a member of my Buddhist sect, and those three benefactors are also destined for my Bodhi Society. When the time comes... let's each rely on our own abilities."

Originally, the representatives of each society only wanted a thorn, but when the monk from the Bodhi Society spoke, the scene suddenly became tense.

"You group of bald donkeys are still so ugly."

The scholar from the poor family club shook his sleeves and cursed disdainfully, but the monk still smiled and didn't respond.

The people in charge of the Daoyan Club and the Wenqu Club looked at each other, but they didn't open their mouths to touch the bad luck of the poor family. Speaking of which, the most uncomfortable this year is the poor family club.

In previous years, among the thorns thrown to Chuitian Cliff, there would definitely be a casual cultivator, but this year, the Wuji Sect stole the limelight.

Of course, this is a crisis as well as an opportunity for the poor family society. If "Liu Zheng" can be accepted, it means that those members of the Wuji sect who have not revealed their identities will be accepted.

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Lin Chuan didn't know yet that he had already been regarded as something in his pocket by others. He just watched the three of them fight for a long time without any result, so he went over and directly carried Zhang Can, who had red eyes.

"Peace!"

Lin Chuan slapped Zhang Can on the back of his neck. Seeing that he hadn't regained his senses, he slapped Zhang Can a few more times.

I have to say that this method of physical meditation is really easy to use, Zhang Can soon regained his senses, and squatted aside with his neck covered.

"I will only say the following words once."

After the three of them quieted down, Lin Chuan sighed and said seriously:
"Since ancient times, literati have been acquainted with each other. Even if Su Tanhua joined the Wenqu Club, the classmates he met may not necessarily be like-minded classmates. More, they should be doubts about your Tanhua. After all, you lost to Lin Chuan in literary comparison. "

"Buddhism is strictly hierarchical. When Yuan Miao entered the Bodhi Club, she was picking up people's wisdom. Since she was thrown into this Pingluan Academy by the sect, she had to admit that she was the one who was not favored. You never thought about making rapid progress in this academy and returning home. Going to Zongmen to feel proud?"

"As for the Daoyan Society, those bull-nosed people are all unrelated to their own affairs. If the little Taoist priests pass by, it will be rare for them to be at ease."

"Speaking of which, it's up to you to decide whether you want to build a new society with me, but this is definitely the last time I invite you."

After Lin Chuan finished speaking, he closed his eyes again and sank into the altar.

In fact, he didn't care about the final decision of Su Wenqun and the others at all. The recruitment of the three of them was just for a gimmick. Nothing is more eye-catching than the disciples of the Three Religions joining the Wuji Society.

And only with the identity of the Wuji sect can they be recruited. If they were casual cultivators from a poor family, the three of them would not be able to bow their heads even if they were beaten to death.

The three religions have the integrity of the three religions, they can't bow their heads to casual cultivators, but Wuji is different, the three religions have never underestimated the Wuji sect, on the contrary they are extremely jealous.

It seems that bowing to Wuji is not an unacceptable thing.

Who would have the same knowledge as a lunatic?

And just like what Lin Chuan said, the three of them knew very well in their hearts that it was not a wise move to join the three university clubs. If they followed the intention of "Liu Zheng", they could use him as a gunman with peace of mind.

The three of them were considering the pros and cons. Lin Chuan also continued to study the details of the formation of the academy with Ling An in the altar, and the cave fell into silence again like this.

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On the other side, the Qi Sea Realm freshmen who were taken away by the eight teachers finally visited the entire academy and gathered in front of the Martial Arts Hall.

"Pingluan Academy is co-administered by the society and the teacher. In your future study and practice, you cannot do without the teacher's teaching, let alone the help of the society. It just so happens that the leaders of each society are there, and you can do it yourself. Discuss which academy to join."

The teacher who led the team gave an order, then left the students behind and stood aside, and the teacher even started to transmit voice to the person in charge of the poor family society:
"Scholar Zhuli, you should be a poor family."

And those old students began to recruit these Qi Sea Realm students with incomparable enthusiasm as if they had been injected with chicken blood.

"Those university clubs have the benefits of university clubs, but our Qingdong club also has our advantages. At least you are valued differently. Every freshman who joins Qingdong club can get ten credits for free."

"Come to our Yanshun Club..."

In front of the Martial Arts Hall, it suddenly became like a vegetable market. All the old students were recommending their own clubs there, only the colleges of the humble family and the three religions, and the old gods were sitting in the Martial Arts Hall, waiting for the freshmen to recommend themselves.

Zhu Li glanced around, then walked directly to the person in charge of the poor family society, and said very politely:

"Brother, I don't know how to become the president of your company?"

Han Dongqing, the head of the Humble Society, is also a scholar.

Among casual cultivators, Confucian students are the most. After all, even if you don't know how to learn literature, you still have hope to pass the imperial examination and become an official in the court.

"You want to be the president?"

Han Dongqing thought of his hard journey to become the vice president, shook his head and said:
"The president is not something you can become if you want to. Let's talk about it after joining my poor family first."

"Then thank you, brother."

Zhu Li didn't ask any more questions, nodded and stood aside. When he saw the list of the society just now, he had already decided to join the poor family society. Since he was entrusted with loyalty, he agreed to Nalanyi's request , then do your best.

And just when the various societies were about to carve up these students, ripples appeared on the screen in the Martial Arts Hall.

The heads of the four university clubs all cast their eyes on the past.

"This year's thorns are so fast!?"

"You found out so quickly!?"

"These benefactors have a predestined relationship with my Buddha."

While the few people were talking, the picture in the Martial Arts Hall suddenly shattered, turning into a portal in mid-air.

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A few minutes ago, Lin Chuan was discussing the true meaning of "family" with Ling in the altar. He didn't interrupt the conversation, but suddenly raised his hand.

Lin Chuan gave him a dumbfounding look:
"Let the fart go."

"Father God, my avatar has found a portal outside, and it seems that I can go out."

"Why didn't you say it earlier!"

"You didn't even give me a chance to speak..."

Lin Chuan was too lazy to scold him, so he quickly exited the altar, walked towards the darkened wall, poked it twice with the knife, and after feeling the soft feedback from the tip of the knife, he confirmed that this was indeed a portal.

Lin Chuan also instantly understood the meaning of "face the wall".

There is no way to mobilize spiritual power here, but if you feel it carefully, you can find that both vision and hearing have become sharper than the outside, and the "face the wall" that the Great Master said is really literal.

This cave is not big, as long as you calm down and observe the wall carefully, you can find this portal.

In the final analysis, it is actually to let them calm down even under the interference of noise.

It's just that most of the assassins in the past started to find another way when they were on the verge of collapse after being locked up for several days. What's more, they were all picked up after seven days.

Lin Chuan turned his head and greeted, and walked directly into the wall. The feeling was like entering the secret realm without beginning. The next second he appeared in the martial arts hall.

Su Wenqun and the others froze for a moment, and followed closely behind.

The noisy noise suddenly disappeared, making the four of them smile easily, but before they could look at the surrounding environment, the monk from the Bodhi Club came over.

Ignoring Yuan Miao, he gave a Buddha's name to Lin Chuan and said seriously:

"Amitabha, the three benefactors have a predestined relationship with my Buddha, and should enter my Bodhi Society to save all living beings."

"Into your mother!"

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(End of this chapter)