Gods and Immortals

() "Come on, this way." Bu Zheng said, leading everyone along the path to enter the academy.

Along the way, Ziwang looked around curiously.

Twos and threes of Jinao Academy disciples walked through the forest, some of them were wearing yellow short-fitting jackets, with double sword crowns on their heads, two small swords crossed and fixed with the crowns, looking capable and energetic.

Some are dressed in linen white robes, with cloud-patterned crowns on their heads, and white jade pendants with curly cloud patterns hanging in front of the crowns, calm and solemn.

There is also a very small number of disciples, dressed in short gray patterned robes, with five-star crowns on their heads, and black and black black jade pendants carved into five-star shapes, which looks quite mysterious.

These familiar scenes and illusions made Mo Xuan sigh.

In my previous life, I was also the kind of disciple who wore a yellow tight-fitting short jacket and wore a double sword crown on his head. He practiced in the lineage of warriors.

Wearing cloud-patterned crowns and white robes, those who cultivated were from the lineage of priests, while those with gray robes and five-star crowns were disciples who could take a break from the fairy art class. After graduating from the academy in the future, they would be able to enter the witch temple to be a witch.

"Why do you feel that there are not too many people..." A student asked doubtfully, "Master Priest, have there always been so few disciples in the academy?"

Bu Zheng smiled, "You see these are all low-level disciples, who just entered the academy last year. Most of the real high-level disciples have gone out to practice, how can you meet them?"

Mo Xuan naturally knew that those in front of him were relatively low-level disciples.

Most advanced students will go out to practice after reaching a certain level.For example, warriors often enter Nuwa Mountain near Chaoge to hunt rare and exotic beasts, and priests often ask the people in the city to ask divination and sacrifice to heaven. Moxuan is not very clear about how wizards practice. It should be the temple of witch gods Has its own way of training.

"May I ask, sir, where do these high-level disciples usually go to practice?" the student asked.

While walking, Bu Zheng talked eloquently, "The cold tundra in the north, the dry wall and sandy sea in the northwest, the [-] mountains in the southwest, and the East China Sea in the South Sea. These places have countless rare and strange beasts, countless ferocious barbarians. As long as you have the ability, you can do whatever you want." go."

The student seemed to have never been too far away from home. After hearing Bu Zheng's words, he was stunned. It turns out that such a big place in the world is the place for experience in Jin'ao Academy!

"Of course, there is Nuwa Mountain to the west of Chaoge, which stretches for thousands of miles. It can be regarded as a beautiful treasure land in the Central Plains. There are also many disciples who go to Nuwa Mountain to practice and practice. As long as they bring back their practice results, they will have no problem graduating in the future." Bu Zheng added.

"Nuwa Mountain!" Ziwang gasped, his face was fearful, and his heart was jumping.

Feng Wuyi asked, "Ziwang, what's wrong with you?"

Ziwang looked in awe, "Nuwa Mountain is very dangerous. I don't know the depth of the mountain, but there are tigers, leopards and wolves on the mountain within ten miles. Before I came, people from a village were sent down the mountain. The tigers and wolves have taken them all!"

Bu Zheng nodded, "This matter has already been reported to the academy. Dozens of second-round disciples have gone together to suppress it a few days ago. Don't worry."

Suddenly, Ziwang shook his head and sighed, as if he had great fear of Nuwa Mountain.

It's no wonder that Ziwang is so afraid. In his previous life, when Mo Xuan was stationed at Chaoge, he often led soldiers into the mountains to practice.What kind of wolves, tigers and leopards are like domestic kittens and puppies on the outside, and they are not harmful. What is really terrifying is the deep mountains that stretch for thousands of miles. , those are the most difficult to deal with.

But it's still too early to say these things. The most important thing is to get through the training camp and enter the Jin'ao Academy.

A group of people arrived at the testing site and were about to start the second round of testing when two figures came in suddenly. Bu Zhengyi, the team leader, saw the figures and immediately bowed down in admiration, fearfully, "Greetings, Mr. Vice President!"

When Mo Xuan turned his head, the person Bu Zheng was paying homage to was at least two meters tall, half a head taller than Ba ​​Xiang.This person was not tall, but he was wearing a huge hood, so he couldn't see his face.

Beside him was a thin figure who also wore a hood. After seeing Bu Zheng, he stretched out a pair of slender hands and took off the hood.

"I have seen Mr. Bu Zheng."

Mo Xuan stared blankly, this was a girl who looked to be about the same age as him.

She was wearing a long gauze white dress, with a slender figure, a pair of pink arms protruding from the gauze skirt, overlapping in front of her body, graceful and soft.Her eyes are elegant, like ethereal water moon, her lips are lightly parted, and she speaks out a soft and gentle tone, like jade beads falling on a plate, every word is captivating.

Her appearance is neither as charming as Su Qingsang's, nor as lively and agile as Jiang Huayang's. In Mo Xuan's view, this girl's eyebrows are more like the dignity of the statue of Nuwa in the Nuwa Temple, Elegant, yet incomparably ethereal and lovable.

Feng Wuyi only glanced at her, then turned his head away in an instant, Zi Huang was stunned, and asked in a low voice, "This girl is so pretty, are you going back to draw again tonight?"

Feng Wuyi shook his head, sighed slightly, as if a little unwilling, but also a little bit unbearable, "I can paint this woman's temperament..."

Mo Xuan grinned, "You dare to paint Jiang Huayang with chicken blood, why don't you dare..."

At this moment, the girl sensed that someone was looking at her, she turned her head slightly, a strand of beautiful hair slid from her shoulders, hanging down her temples, and looked at Mo Xuan lightly.

Mo Xuan was stunned for a moment, then turned his head and stopped staring at him abruptly.

"This kind of ethereal and graceful girl, if I use chicken blood to draw it, isn't it a blasphemy to fairies!" Feng Wuyi realized the seriousness of his behavior, which made Mo Xuanzi look at him with admiration.

At this time, the tall figure spoke, moaning low and hoarsely, "After they finish the test and return to the training camp, take her with them."

Saying that, the figure took off the huge hood, revealing his appearance.

After only one glance, Zi Wang almost sat down on the ground without being frightened.

"Ah?! Monster!"

When Mo Xuan saw it, he just recovered from the girl's appearance, and saw such a person again, his heart was pounding, and he was almost frightened.

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Under the furry ears, the forehead is unusually dark and thick with the word king.The tiger's eyes are not angry and majestic, the yellow pupils shrink slightly, scanning the people in the room, the beard and markings like steel needles on the face, all prove that this is a real tiger!

Feng Wuyi was also so frightened that he couldn't breathe evenly, "You, are you a tiger fairy?"

The giant tiger opened its mouth, revealing its snow-white fangs and barbed tongue. It laughed loudly, bold and unrestrained, "That kid is right, you are wrong!" The son of delusional.

Seeing that the tiger could speak human language and laughed out loud, everyone's sense of depression was instantly relieved.

"You students, you have good concentration." Tiger shook his whiskers, which were messed up by the hood, and said as usual: "In the previous batches of students, some of you were scared to pee your pants..."

Feng Wuyi also calmed down, "Then you are a demon-level senior?"

"Huh?" Juhu took a look at Feng Wuyi, and said with a smile, "It seems that you, the Little Wing Clan, know a lot. I'm a monster now!"

As he said that, Juhu sniffed the room, and finally his eyes fell on Huang Quan, "Are you also of half-demon blood?"

Huang Quan looked cold, "My mother is from the Tianhu family."

"Oh?" Juhu smiled, "Among the students in this class, there are actually two alien races, which makes me look forward to it!"

Ziwang stared at Feng Wuyi with wide-eyed eyes, he didn't expect that the person who lived in the same house as him was actually a monster.

Mo Xuan had already guessed this information.

Ghost Fang's prince wears black goggles for flying, so he must have some alien blood.When certain conditions are met, they can grow wings on their backs and soar into the sky, so things like goggles are needed.It's just that Feng Wuyi didn't say it himself, and Mo Xuan didn't need to reveal it.

As for Huang Quan's Tianhu bloodline, Mo Xuan has a deep memory.

When the two fought in the previous life, every time at a critical moment, Huang Quan was always able to attack him with a speed and consciousness that could not be reacted by humans, which shows that the fighting ability of the Yaozu is extremely powerful.In this life, Huang Quan unexpectedly exploded with a strong talent for golden-type immortal arts, presumably it has something to do with his half-demon blood.

Thinking of his opponent becoming stronger, Mo Xuan felt very powerless.

I never expected that after my rebirth, I would wash away the skill points of Immortal Art practice to zero.

……

The Juhu vice president gave the girl a few words of advice, and then left her to go.

Seeing that the vice president left, Bu Zheng began to prepare for the second round of the priest's divination test.

At this moment, Ziwang was pestering Feng Wuyi, asking him what kind of monster he was.

Feng Wuyi felt helpless at being entangled, so he could only talk to Ziwang in detail.

"I'm not a monster! I can only call it a foreign race." Facing Zi Wang's enthusiasm, Feng Wuyi felt a little powerless, "This foreign race is actually just a human from a different region."

"For example, the Kuafu clan in ancient times, they were hundreds of feet tall, and they could cross mountains and lakes in one step. Do you think they were human? Another example is the mermaid clan. They have no legs and only have fish tails. Are they considered human? There is also Nuwa, the holy ancestor who mended the sky and created man, with a human face and a snake body, do you think she is human?"

Feng Wuyi continued: "Those with pure blood, like you, are decent human beings. Those with mixed blood, with both human blood and other race blood, like me, are called aliens, understand?"

Zi Wang suddenly said, "I heard you ask that tiger, what level of demon is he? What do you mean by that?"

Feng Wuyi explained: "He is a pure beast race, different from us alien races with human blood. Beast races are divided into levels of cultivation, which are divided into spirit level, demon level, demon level, and fairy level."

"Spirit-level beasts are generally referred to as spirit beasts. This kind of beasts have a preliminary understanding of human intelligence, have received some rijing moonlight, and have a little cultivation, but they cannot transform into human forms."

"Monster-level orcs generally have cultivated for a hundred years or so, and their cultivation level is so high that they can transform into a human form. The vice-principal is a demon-level master! I guess that Huang Quan's mother is also a demon-level sky fox. "

"The demon level is much more powerful, and the demon level generally does not transform into a human form. For them, the human form cannot exert its own strength, just like the ancient beasts in Nuwa Mountain. They all have almost the level of the demon level, but I don’t want to come to the human world in human form.”

Feng Wuyi said: "They also understand human intelligence, but they have been cultivating for a long time, or their bloodlines are too old and cruel. To them, human beings are just a bunch of juniors who have risen. It will not treat human beings as equals."

Ziwang listened in amazement, "That's why when I was in Chaoge, I heard some warriors who came back from Nuwa Mountain say that they accidentally encountered some ancient beast, and corpses were scattered all over the place for thousands of miles, just like a bloody land. Very cruel."

"That's right!" Feng Wuyi pointed at the ant nest on the road, "Now that you accidentally trampled to death a nest of ants, would you feel guilty? Would you pull yourself to the same position as the ants to apologize?"

Zi Huang touched his nose and remained silent.

"As for the fairy-level orcs, it is rumored that they have all ascended to the fairy world, and we can't see them at all. I don't know how powerful they are."

Mo Xuan answered and explained: "Generally, warriors who have cultivated to around three rounds can at most fight against the spirit level. When encountering the monster level, it all depends on the mood of the monster beast, and whether they are willing to let themselves go."

"This vice president of the Tiger Clan can assume the position of vice president with demon-level strength. It is conceivable that the strength is already very strong."

Feng Wuyi nodded in agreement, opened his mouth presumptuously, and wanted to ask what level Feng Wuyi was, but after thinking about it, Feng Wuyi said that he was not a monster, so he changed his words and asked, "Hey, Feng Wuyi, what race are you from?" ?”

Feng Wuyi pointed to Bu Zheng who had already walked over, and said, "Take the priest test first, and I'll show you two later when I have a chance."