Emperor of the Heavens

Chapter 64 Holy Dragon Soul Academy

After leaving the mountain, Wang Jinglong followed the crowd towards a huge square.In this square, many cultivators who participated in the spiritual path trial before can be seen impressively.

Nearly a thousand people stood here, waiting for those Zongmen academies in Qing Kingdom to come to choose them. Once selected, many of them would obtain more cultivation resources in the next few years, thus embarking on a path of their own. own way of cultivation.

Wherever Wang Jinglong went, there was a wave of pointing and pointing, and many cultivators looked at each other in blank dismay, but no one dared to take the initiative to find trouble.

Of course, there are also some cultivators not far away. They wear all kinds of costumes, and they look at the juniors or younger sisters who are about to join them with some malicious looks in their eyes.

"What are you doing here? You haven't followed the lists in your hands to find the quotas that the sect has set. If the number is wrong, I will ask the Spiritual Value Hall to deduct your spiritual values."

A slightly majestic voice suddenly sounded from behind a group of cultivators who were about to step towards Wang Jinglong.

Hearing this, the group of cultivators walked around one after another, looking for the cultivators on the list.

"It seems that the old man is doing too much!"

Spiritual power fluttered, and an extremely old man with white hair floated over.

"Boy, I have met Elder Cang Ming!"

After seeing the old man floating over, Wang Jinglong said politely.

"You know me?" Cang Ming looked a little surprised.

"One of the top ten masters of the Qing Dynasty, the boy has naturally heard of it."

Having said that, Wang Jinglong did not expect that Elder Cang Ming, who was famous in Qing Kingdom, would be so old.

"It seems that your future days will be very lively!"

After looking around for a week, Cang Ming said gloatingly at the fighting spirit shown by his surroundings towards Wang Jinglong.

"I'm used to it! But I'm sure they'll get used to it soon too."

Not paying attention to those eyes, Wang Jinglong followed behind Cang Ming, and walked slowly towards the receiving place of the Holy Dragon Spiritual Academy.

"There are not many rules for entering my Holy Dragon Spiritual Academy. Presumably you should know about it. Life and death can be disregarded on the Spirit Fighting Stage, but it is absolutely not allowed to kill fellow disciples for no reason."

It is said that a few years ago, there was an outstandingly gifted disciple in the Holy Dragon Spiritual Academy, whose strength was also extremely terrifying, but because of a few quarrels with others, he swung the butcher knife in his hand at his fellow disciples, and killed more than 20 brothers before he was subdued. Famous brothers, for a while, also caused an uproar.

Until now, that disciple is still trapped in a forbidden place by the Holy Dragon Academy, and suffers from the torment of thousands of insects eating his bones every day, and his life is worse than death.

In view of this, there is one more regulation for the disciples of the Holy Dragon Spiritual Academy: members of the same sect are not allowed to kill each other.

"I didn't expect you to choose this Holy Dragon Academy for the top spot in the Spiritual Path Trial. It won't be so boring in the future."

Glancing blankly at Tie Wuhen who was walking towards him, Wang Jinglong said indifferently, "Do you also want to fight with me again someday?"

"Forget it, young master, I am now a cultivator at the eighth level of spiritual veins. You can practice more. By the way, those rumors from the outside world that you climbed the seventh mountain and obtained a step-four low-level spiritual art are true. real or fake?"

"It's true!"

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Tie Wuhen's identity is a bit special, even those cultivators who have entered the Holy Dragon Spiritual Academy respect him and Mu Yunling.

"Okay, all the disciples of my Holy Dragon Spiritual Academy are here, get ready, we will go to the teleportation array immediately and return to the spiritual academy."

After a long while, nearly twenty newcomers gathered in the place where the practitioners were introduced by the Holy Dragon Academy, and the leading senior brother gave a sermon with a smile on his face.

And that old guy Cang Ming disappeared without a trace. Fortunately, Wang Jinglong still hoped that the old man would help him pay attention to the third round of "Nine Turns of the Holy Spirit Jue".

"Holy Dragon Spiritual Academy is located at the southern end of the Qing Kingdom's imperial capital. Our Holy Dragon Academy does not have the distinction between inner and outer courtyards like other sects. The disciples are divided into four classes, A, B, C, and D. This courtyard encourages struggle among disciples. However, those of the same level Disciples are free to challenge each other, but higher-level disciples are not allowed to challenge lower-level disciples at will."

"Moreover, in the Spiritual Academy, the only way to obtain more resources and practice higher-level spiritual skills is to earn more spiritual points. There are many ways to earn spiritual points."

"In addition, this school is also very lenient for disciples to go out for trials. You only need to make a record in the Dao Spirit Hall to travel on your own!"

Wang Jinglong was secretly happy when he heard this.

Soon, he will go to the Wanyuan Mountains, so he will save a lot of trouble.

Half an hour later, Wang Jinglong and others, led by the disciples of the Holy Dragon Spiritual Academy, arrived at the location of the Holy Dragon Academy through the teleportation array. Looking around, there were a large piece of magnificent buildings everywhere.

In front of these buildings, disciples wearing the costumes of the Holy Dragon Spiritual Academy were everywhere. Looking at the new disciples who came in from the gate of the Outer Spiritual Academy, there was a slightly strange smile on their faces.

"What, our new disciples must first give you a thousand spiritual points before they can enter?"

An angry voice interrupted Wang Jinglong's gaze on the disciples next to the building, and turned his attention to the new disciple who was about to enter the gate in front.

"You heard me right, this is the rule of our Holy Dragon Spiritual Academy. Naturally, a big fist can collect a certain amount of spiritual value here, and you can even understand it as the fee we old students pay for cleaning your room!"

"Shameless!"

After Wang Jinglong heard the reason, he frowned slightly, leaned his body forward, and saw all the situation over there.

"They seem to have this tradition, but I don't need to hand in this thousand spiritual points!"

Seeing Wang Jinglong's questioning eyes, Tie Wuhen shrugged his shoulders indifferently, showed a gold token engraved with the word "iron" to Lao Tzu who was blocking the door, and then strode towards courtyard gate.

"Master Tie, please!"

The disciples blocking the door immediately stood up, and welcomed Tie Wuhen in with an extremely respectful expression.

Seeing this situation, the other disciples also wanted to enter the courtyard gate, but they were blocked by a huge wooden stick.

"It's not fair! I'm going to the Hall of Law Enforcement to report your evil deeds!"

Looking at Tie Wuhen's disappearing figure, a new disciple obviously expressed great anger at this.

"Hehe, if you have a special status like Young Master Tie, I won't stop you. As for the Hall of Law Enforcement, you can report on me and see if they ignore you?"

Blocking the door, the old disciple holding a giant stick said indifferently, "I don't want to be called a troublesome new disciple, how about this, as long as you can catch my three sticks, I will let you in?"

"Is this statement really just to catch the three sticks?"

This disciple, who was at the forefront and had just broken through to the early stage of the eighth level of spiritual veins, also had a hint of heartbeat on his face.

(End of this chapter)