Rebirth of the willow tree, creating the strongest tribe in the ages

Chapter 242

(It was reviewed yesterday, and it just came out, so I can only delete some plots (·), let’s make it the first update today, today Beigua will make up for what I owed before, thank you for your support.)
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"With such an existence, I am afraid that it will not take long to step into the upper realm, and it will be a sensation comparable to an earthquake."

After a long time, Shi Hao withdrew his energy, stopped thinking about it, grabbed the God-hitting Stone, turned around and walked towards a place.

Both his grandfather and father have come to the upper realm, so he has to look for them first.

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Zhulu Academy means to compete in the world, and it is not enough to achieve both.

Although it is not as famous as Xiangbutian Pavilion, it is also a well-known power in the Great Wilderness. Before Butian Pavilion was destroyed, it was one or two with each other. wasteland.

At this moment, in front of the mountain gate of Zhulu Academy.

Crowds of people.

There are teenagers, there are old people with gray hair, there are rich and noble families in fine clothes, and there are poor children in ragged clothes.

When the sun rises, they gather here, regardless of their identities, they all hope to join it.

After Butian Pavilion was destroyed, Zhulu Academy has become the number one sect on the land.

As for the reality, it was naturally Liucun.

In the eyes of many creatures, that mysterious village is not only the number one force in the Great Wilderness, but also the strongest existence in the Eight Realms of the Lower Realm, unparalleled in the world, with the power to overthrow everything easily.

However, Liu Village is located in a remote place. From being exposed to people to being famous, there are only two gods to guide the way. If there is no god to guide the way, one cannot step into that place for life.

Many people did not catch up due to various reasons, so they could only settle for the next best thing and choose to join other forces.

Naturally, Zhulu Academy, which has always been open to the outside world, is the most ideal choice in everyone's mind.

"Today is the birthday of the master of the Ziwei hall in the academy, so we can recruit 10 more disciples, and all those who want to come in will go to the spirit test field."

In the stone gate, a thick and loud voice sounded.

The next moment, a certain tough-looking man stepped out and shouted at the crowd surrounding him.

"I heard magpies chirping early this morning. It really is a good day. The number of recruited disciples is strictly limited on weekdays, but it is rare to encounter more recruits!"

Among the crowd, an old man with a stooped figure and staggering steps laughed.

He has devoted himself to joining Zhulu Academy since he was 15 years old, and it can be said that he has sacrificed everything for this. However, his own cultivation talent is extremely limited, and he still hasn't got his wish after decades.

Today, the old man felt that it was his best hope.

He straightened his back, patted the dust off his tattered clothes, and walked towards a large open-air square not far ahead with his head held high, feeling that this time was definitely a godsend opportunity for him.

There were many people traveling together, but within a short time, the front of the mountain gate of Zhulu Academy became empty.

Except for one figure.

It was a young boy, dressed in a colorful animal robe, with a strong figure, his whole body was an extremely healthy wheat color, his eyes were pure and bright, and his attire was quite primitive.
The young man seemed to ignore the news of the selection and recruitment of Zhulu Academy, but walked towards the mountain gate with strides.

"What are you doing, can you be deaf? Didn't you hear that you have to pass the test in the Spiritual Field before you can enter?"

In front of the mountain gate, a young man in elegant and luxurious clothes stopped him and scolded in a low voice.

He has seen many people pretending to be stupid and trying to get into the academy like this.

However, the young man in fancy clothes wanted to continue speaking, but was immediately pulled aside by a middle-aged man next to him.

The face of the middle-aged man changed slightly, and his eyes were full of shock. From the corner of his eye, he glanced back and forth at the young man in the beast robe, and then he raised his fist and said, "Little brother, if you go further inside, you will be at the Zhulu Academy. You need to become a disciple of Zhulu Academy to enter, if you really want to come in, you can take the test, it's very simple, ten seconds is enough."

The middle-aged man opened his mouth, but he spoke in a rare harmonious voice.

He didn't know the boy, but he knew that the colorful beast robe on the boy's body came from a famous sword tiger left over from ancient times. It was not only strong and strong, but also warm in winter and cool in summer.

Jianhu's strength is not bad, even if he has the inscription pattern realm Fenghouxiu as an adult, even he dare not say it is easy to deal with, if he is not careful, he may be cut open by those extremely sharp teeth, and he will be bloody in the wilderness .

But the young man in front of him made clothes from the hide of that ferocious beast. This can only explain two reasons.

One is that this boy is very strong, at least he should be in the inscription pattern environment.

The second is that the power behind this young man is very extraordinary, some strong men in his clan hunted and killed Jianhu, and cut off the latter's leather.

But no matter what the reason is, it shows that this young man should be unusual.

The middle-aged man has been in a high position for more than ten years, and he knows that the more he is, the less he can be provoked, and he will easily cause disaster.

But at this scene, all the people in the academy watching around widened their eyes, their faces full of disbelief, as if they had seen a ghost.

Because that middle-aged man is a well-known deputy hall master in the academy, and he is in charge of the assessment of beginner disciples. His status and strength are far higher than that of a storyteller. He will scold the outer disciples in the academy, and it is rare to see the other party be so "gentle".

"You Zhulu Academy, He Dehe let the young master join? Go and go, while going, the young master has a big deal!" The beast-robed boy grinned.

After the destruction of Butian Pavilion, the Zhulu Academy is gone.He has the qualifications to become the number one power in the wasteland, but in the eyes of the young man, that's all. Even Butian Pavilion is nothing special, far less good than their village.

"Stop those who come. Since you want to enter my Zhulu Academy, you must follow the rules of my Zhulu Academy. If you step forward recklessly, don't blame me for being rude to you."

In front of so many people being refuted, the man in the middle couldn't help saying angrily.

"Rules are only used to restrain the weak. I, a Tuwazi, have always been used to saying only once. Get out of the way quickly, or don't blame me for being rude to you!"

The boy in the beast robe said loudly.

"Tawazi?!"

Some people frowned. When they heard these words, they felt inexplicably as if they had heard them before.

"I remembered, this young man seems to be from Liu Village, but he reached the state of Venerable in his teens, and he is a peerless arrogance comparable to the Stone Emperor!"

After a while, some people reacted, and couldn't help but say with horror on their faces.

Because the origin of this young man is too extraordinary, from that mysterious village, his talent is unparalleled in the world, and he is the only existence in the lower world who can be compared with that stone country emperor.

"This little kid who doesn't even look like he has grown up is actually the Venerable!?"

Above the mountain gate, the eyes of the middle-aged man were all cracked, he couldn't believe it.

The realm of the venerable is already equivalent to the most powerful existence in the eight realms of the lower realm. Even those talented geniuses who exhaust their entire life may not be able to step into that realm, and I don’t know how many arrogances still have their heads turned white. In wasted.

Zhulu Academy has been established for hundreds of years, and the strongest is only half a step into the realm of venerable, even the dean cannot compete with it.

"I'm here to look for the Valkyrie. Irrelevant people just need to get out of the way. I won't make a move!" Tuwazi stood upright and stood proudly in front of everyone. The surrounding earth and rocks were rolling, and the scene was shocking...

　Come on, come on, watch the eruption of pumpkins

　　
　
(End of this chapter)