Playful Immortal Doctor: Evil Emperor Poisonous Love Concubine

"A book?" Ling Luo put down the chopsticks in her hand.

Jie nodded, and said: "Sister, you still remember the dozens of books I picked up from the burning book pit in the library tower half a month ago, and one of them is a book on cultivation."

In Ling Luo's mind, the first thing that came to mind was the black cover and the densely twisted handwriting like tadpoles.

She was suspicious in her heart, and she was very worried. The strange ancient characters in Xindao could not even be recognized by herself, so it must be some kind of sorcery.

"Xiao Jie, can you give me one of the dozens of books you brought from the burning book pit?" Ling Luo made a request, planning to study it.

"Well, okay." Jie said with a smile on his face, "I only have two copies with me right now."

As he spoke, he took out a book with a thin black cover and gold edging from the ring that Ling Luo gave him, and handed it over.

Ling Luo took the book, casually flipped through two pages, and put it away without reading too much.

After breakfast, Ling Luo followed Xuanyuan Yu to the classroom.

I don't know if it's because I haven't come to class for a long time and I'm unfamiliar, or because of other reasons, Ling Luo always feels that the atmosphere in the classroom is weird.

No one was chatting, and no one was immersed in studying hard. After entering the classroom, everyone sat down nervously and sadly.

What was even more strange was that by the time it was time for class, only one-third of the students in the entire classroom had arrived.

The usual shadows, such as Mu Ranran, Ling Yue, and Ling Ziying, are all gone now.

When Mu Qian walked into the classroom, her expression was quite serious. She stood on the podium, uncharacteristically, she did not open the book, but stared at all the students.

"The ones left now are all students who are above the first-order martial artist, but I still have to say, you are too weak."

Such a simple and sharp opening remark made the faces of most of the students turn pale.

"I know that all of you want to participate in this competition, and then enter the depths of the Moyun Mountains, looking for the place where the Vulcan Dragon was born, and want to get a chance."

When the word "chance" was mentioned, everyone's eyes became hot.

When the Vulcan Dragon is born, there must be a lot of treasures and treasures, and they will be pulled out from the ground together.

The usual gentle smile on Mu Qian's face suddenly subsided, and her voice was extremely stern: "However, opportunities are always reserved for the strong who are prepared! As teachers, I still want to advise you, don't risk your life in vain. Students whose strength is below the second-tier martial artist are not allowed to participate!"

As soon as this remark came out, there were bursts of sighs and wailing in the classroom. With such a restriction, only four or five students in the class were eligible to participate.

It was rare for Ling Luo to see Aunt Mu Qian look so serious, and she couldn't help but hold her breath and concentrate, not daring to be careless in the slightest.

"Don't accept protests! Don't accept rebuttals! Some of your seniors and sisters in the second and third grades have strength beyond your imagination. If a force can't be controlled, you will be beaten to death in the Sky Arena Serious injuries that cannot be healed, your whole life of cultivation will be ruined!"

This is not intimidation.

But he managed to calm down all the eager freshmen in the classroom.