Gods and Immortals

The person sitting in the chair was covered in black armor, slender and fierce, just sitting still, like a sharp knife out of its sheath, as if it could tear the void and pierce the enemy's heart at any time !

That pair of black battle armor was elegant and sharp, and the skirt and battle robe were windless and automatic, hanging on both sides of the chair, swinging lightly.Under the helmet that covered his face, only a pair of thin and sharp lips were exposed, without the slightest emotion, indifferent and cold.

A powerful aura, like a tangible substance, spread out from this person's body, and everyone in the crowded hall was breathless, silent, and dared not speak.

Under the aura of this man, Zhu Mao, the two vice-principals, and the old men such as Court Master Yu Ling paused for a while, and there seemed to be countless invisible threads restraining them in every gesture. , Be careful with every move you make.

Everyone in the hall held their breath and looked at the seven students in the hall, quietly waiting for the person in the seat to open their mouths.

Mo Xuan raised his head, looked deeply at the man covered in black armor, and was speechless for a long time.

"Sacrificial flag!"

Amidst the roaring sound of fighting, a deep voice roared, like a piercing arrow, piercing into the ear!

"Flag Festival!!"

The tough and thick eyes, like the fire in the cave, ignited the blood in my whole body!

"Flag Festival!!!"

That sky-reaching giant wearing the armor of the Nine Tripod God, with his great sword opening up the sky and the earth, is like a divine soldier who descended from the world!

The deep memory of the Battle of Makino came to mind over and over again, Mo Xuan clenched his fists, his breath was short of breath, the feeling of knowing each other for thousands of years, but now he was a stranger, twisted and struggled strangely in his heart, which made Mo Xuan unable to self.

"Mo Xuan, what's wrong with you?" Luo Wen asked softly.

Mo Xuan suddenly regained his composure from his struggling emotions, and stared blankly at the person sitting on the seat, "That person is Dean Wen Zhong?"

Luo Wen nodded, "Dean Wen Zhong has been fighting outside all year round, and he has a very murderous look. It's normal for you to feel uncomfortable, just go out later."

Mo Xuan nodded slowly and lowered his gaze.

On the stage, the burly giant tiger stood up and coughed twice, "Ahem, everyone."

"My name is Bai He, and I am one of the vice presidents of the Jin'ao Academy. This is Yanzhu Dabu. I am not only one of the five divination priests of the Wushen Temple, but also the vice president of the academy." Bai He trembled. Shaking the beard around his lips, he spoke in a soft voice. It seemed that the vice president's character was not as fierce as his appearance.

"The seven of you entered the Xingshen Pavilion first and successfully completed the test. I congratulate you!" Bai He smiled and nodded approvingly to the seven of you, "Similarly, you have also obtained the admission qualifications of the Jinao Academy , from now on, you are a member of Jinao Academy!"

Zhu Maoyu clapped his palm lightly and applauded to congratulate the seven people. Court Master Yu Ling and the other two elders also opened their eyes slightly and nodded in approval.

Mo Xuan looked at the high platform behind Zhu Mao. From the beginning to the end, that figure didn't say a word, except for his aura and coercion that shocked everyone, it seemed that all of this had nothing to do with him.

But at this moment, a magnetic voice, low and thick, suddenly resounded in the hall.

For a moment, all sounds stopped abruptly.

"Lowen."

"exist."

"You are proficient in immortal arts and full of vitality, but you lack experience in encountering enemies and cannot use immortal arts flexibly. You need more experience."

"Yes, Dean!" Luo Wen nodded in response.

Several other people, although they didn't know the identity of the man in black armor, could guess it roughly, and now they heard what Luo Wen said, and they looked at the stage in astonishment and curiosity.

"Jiang Huayang."

"Yes." Jiang Huayang looked at the dean without any surprise, obviously he had known this dean Wen Zhong for a long time.

"The way to resist fire is fierce enough to destroy the dead, but soft enough to penetrate armor and molten rock. You are more than powerful but not gentle enough. If you encounter an enemy who is not afraid of your fire, how should you deal with it?"

Jiang Huayang nodded, "I understand what you mean."

Mo Xuan could tell that this was Wen Zhong's intention to mention them. Luo Wen had a gentle temperament and an ethereal temperament, and she didn't have much actual combat experience.Princess Jiang has a fiery temper, and using the fire-type fairy art is also a move that is open and closed. If she meets an enemy who is not afraid of her fierceness, there is really nothing she can do.

"Windless."

"exist!"

"You have the blood of a foreign race, and you have dual aptitudes for immortal arts and warriors, but you must know that people's energy is limited. If you want to reach a certain height, it is impossible to walk two paths at the same time."

Feng Wuyi's eyes widened, and he turned his head suddenly, looking at Ziwang and Mo Xuan, "Are you two cultivators?"

Ziwang nodded. Only by becoming a general of the army and returning home with great military exploits can his mother live a good life. This is Ziwang's constant pursuit.

Mo Xuan also nodded, Feng Wuyi turned to Wen Zhong and said, "I've decided, cultivating warriors!"

Wen Zhong nodded, "Your wind and thunder talents, not cultivating does not mean giving up. If you understand it properly, it will be of great benefit to your martial arts cultivation!"

"Yes!" Feng Wuyi is also an extremely intelligent person, when the dean said this, he understood the meaning.

"Zi delusional."

"Here!" Ziwang looked at the dean excitedly and excitedly, the name of Guoshi Wenzhong was well known in Chaoge.Because of Wen Zhong's outstanding military exploits, his prestige among the people is almost comparable to that of his ancestors at the level of God of War.

To be able to get the guidance of the national teacher, even if it is just a sentence, it is enough to be praised.

"Xuanshan Ice Turtle Jue is an extremely powerful defensive technique. After three years, if you can cultivate to the third round of secret realm, you may have a great success in the future."

Ziluan's eyes widened, and he muttered to himself in a daze, "three years to three rounds..."

Hearing these words, even Mo Xuan was a little stunned. In his previous life, he barely reached the second round of secret realm after three years in the academy, and then it took more than ten years to reach the peak of the third round of secret realm.Even if Wen Zhong meant that he only needs to step into the secret realm of three rounds, that can't be achieved by just talking about it? !

This request is really difficult...

"Yes!" Zi Huang gritted his teeth suddenly, and said in a deep voice, "After three years, I will definitely step into the three rounds of secret realm!"

"Master!"

"Here!" Shi Hao bowed respectfully to Wen Zhong, half of the metal arm was slightly revealed.

"The Silver Moon Blood Wolf Art, take the sharp light of the silver moon, and use the blood wolf's killing intent to attack the enemy, making it invincible and invincible!" Wen Zhong glanced at Master Hao, and said with deep meaning: "You have the blood killing intent in your body. Qi, but the only thing missing is the light of the silver moon. If you can comprehend the light of the silver moon and practice this middle-grade exercise, you will be able to achieve great success!"

The teacher frowned slightly, and nodded thoughtfully, "Yes."

"Special Yi language."

"Master Dean!" Zhuan Yiyu's cold expression did not change because Wen Zhong was about to call her.

Everyone knows that this Gonggong girl was invited by Wen Zhong, so regarding the cultivation of Yi language, the dean must have communicated with her before inviting her.Otherwise, the Gonggong clan who inherently advocate smelting are all masters of smelting, so there is no need to come to Jin'ao Academy to practice.

As expected, the dean didn't say too much, he just said with a mysterious smile: "Don't forget the agreement between you and me."

Yi Yu's expression eased, and he nodded in a rather complicated way, "Of course Yi Yu will never forget."

"Mo Xuan."

"Yes." Mo Xuan suppressed his fluctuating thoughts, with a flat face, and responded respectfully.

Wen Zhong didn't say anything else, but smiled slightly, "Put on that ring."

Mo Xuan shivered slightly, and subconsciously touched the Bailian Najie on his body. It turned out that everything that happened in Xingshen Pavilion was already under Wen Zhong's control.

It's just that Mo Xuan subconsciously wanted to ask what the ring was, but after thinking about it, since Wen Zhong didn't say much, there was no need for him to ask more. Go back and try it on, and naturally everything will be known.

"Okay, go back and pack up and get ready. We will enter the academy collectively in the afternoon and arrange a dormitory for you." After Baihe heard Zhongzhong's instructions, he got up and laughed, "In addition, I hope you can use the exercises you got in the Xingshen Pavilion. If you can cultivate well, don’t let down the dean’s painstaking efforts!”

After all, the seven people left the hall under the leadership of Ba Xiang.

Mo Xuan's peripheral vision has been lingering on Wen Zhong. There have been years of wars on the frontier. As a national teacher, Wen Zhong must often go out to fight, and there are many things that Wen Zhong needs to deal with in Chaoge Royal Court, and only major events such as the enrollment of new students Come on, let the dean show up once.

With this departure, I am afraid that it will be difficult to see Wen Zhong again until he graduates.

At this time, the voice of the priest outside the main hall sounded, "Huang Feibao, and his team members, enter the hall!"

Hearing that the next group of students was about to come in, Mo Xuan finally calmed down his thoughts and made up his mind to do a good job of the mission of rebirth entrusted to him by fate, instead of entrusting these things to Wen Zhong.

When only you can understand the world and avoid the worst results, it is best for you to decide your own destiny!

At this time, under Wen Zhong's black armor, a pair of eyes were staring at Mo Xuan's back, watching him leave.

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