Starting from the Wilderness, I worked hard to get a Heavenly Saint

……

brush!

At the gate of Anchan City, a young man with a sword on his back appeared with a frown, still holding a yellow aura in his hand.

"That old fellow Ye's distraction technique misled me again. I still didn't kill him completely. He escaped too quickly."

Nangong Sanli said to himself that he had tried his best to kill all those who confused his perception.

But one was still left behind, and he was confused and led to Anchan City. Of course, when he saw that he was heading towards Anchan City, he knew he had been deceived.

"There's nothing we can do. The old man from the Ye family will definitely take this opportunity to return to his old nest."

"If I want to kill again, I won't have such a good opportunity as now."

Nangong Sanli had no choice but to crush the yellow aura and had no intention of finding Ji Zheng and killing him.

Killing him would be useless. He disdained to do things that had no benefits. On the contrary, these few days were the days when all the major forces and sects were recruiting students.

"The sect's enrollment is in the hands of other senior uncles, so I can't get involved. But there's no one at the Black and White Academy, so I can take the opportunity to abduct some geniuses back."

"This way my coming here won't be in vain."

He lost a disciple from the Lietian Sword Sect in this operation and failed in the mission. He would be in trouble if he returned.

It would be better to kidnap a genius here. The genius that the Black and White Academy doesn’t want is very much wanted by their Lietian Sword Sect.

"Besides, Wendi also wants to enter the Black and White Academy in this assessment. If he can really get in, I will get my money back even if I go back to eat the spoils."

Nangong Sanli thought of his genius nephew and smiled. It was not easy for the tribe to produce a Taoist master like him.

If they could train another talented disciple from the Black and White Academy, their Nangong family would have lived up to their ancestors.

"Help my nephew to explore the way first. Anyone who has the hope of entering the Black and White Academy in this sect entrance examination should bring gifts to visit."

"Even if we don't support each other during the assessment, it will prevent my nephew from being targeted during the assessment."

Nangong Sanli thought a lot, and then his figure disappeared from the street in a flash to buy gifts.

……

East City, a secret room for practicing.

Ji Zheng appeared here with a swish, waved his hand to put away the formation flag, and took Sanweifeng to the Black and White Academy.

At the same time, he was feeling depressed. He had been working hard in the Stone Mansion these past few days, but his experience gain was not much and he was still far from mastering a path.

It is difficult to reach a new realm of Tao, let alone break through to the level of spiritual consciousness and soul cultivation.

"Red-faced senior said that it's easy for me. As long as I want, I can make a breakthrough as easy as eating and drinking water. Does senior think so highly of me?"

Ji Zheng wondered if he had any bloodline background, a direct descendant of the Taoist ancestor?

He has the blood of Emperor Yan, Shennong and Emperor Huang. Does this count as the direct descendant of the Taoist ancestor?

There is even the bloodline of Suiren among them, who is the first Taoist ancestor of the Three Realms and has an extremely noble status.

but……

"Forget it. Even if the descendants of Yan and Huang have no bloodline, they can still rise step by step. Dragons fight in the wild, and their blood is dark yellow."

"I can't lose face for the descendants of Yan and Huang."

Ji Zheng's eyes calmed down. He had traveled here alone, and wanted to avoid being lonely. The pride of being a descendant of Yan and Huang was one of his supports.

So he stopped thinking about it and looked towards the enrollment site of the Black and White Academy.

At least... I have to become an immortal here.

moment.

When Ji Zheng and his companion arrived, there were huge crowds of people, bustling about. Family elders were bringing their juniors with them, giving them soothing advice.

There are tens of thousands of servants, spirit beasts, and maids, enough to fill up the open space here.

Nangong Sanli also came with a young man with an imposing manner and said, "Ask the land, the Black and White Academy is the strongest force in Anchan County, except for the Anchan Marquis Mansion and Yinglong Guard."

"As long as you can enter, you will bring honor to our family. It will be more glorious than me joining the Sky-Splitting Sword Sect. Do you understand?"

"Yeah." Nangong Wendi nodded confidently.

He has already broken through the seventh level of the Chi Ming Jiu Tian Tu and realized the true meaning of Dao. He is confident that he is one of the best among these tens of thousands of people.

If he can't, then surely no one else has a chance.

Nangong Sanli smiled, but suddenly, Ji Zheng's figure came into his sight, and Nangong Sanli frowned slightly.

"Uncle, what's wrong?" Nangong Wendi noticed something was wrong and asked in confusion.

"Nothing." Nangong Sanli shook his head and smiled: "I just met a lucky boy."

"It's none of your business, don't worry about it."

"Yeah." Nangong nodded, but he secretly remembered Ji Zheng's figure.

The person who can cause Uncle Sanli to be so agitated must be extraordinary, but it doesn’t matter, he will take action.

No one is better than him.

Chapter 61: Ten Thousand Thunders

Today, the gates of the Black and White Academy are open, and tens of thousands of people are eager to go in.

Bustling.

The disciples of the Black and White Academy stood indifferently on the lake.

It's the same every year, they're used to it.

"Son, I will work hard to get into the Black and White Academy once and for all, and let you become a second-generation Yuanshen."

"I must become a disciple of the Black and White Academy. Once I succeed, Brother Xun will agree to become my husband."

"Black and White Academy, welcome my arrival!"

The immortal cultivators gnashed their teeth one by one, and beside them were many spirit beasts, servants, family members, friends, etc.

"What's going on this year? The reasons are so explosive." Ji Zheng was shocked, but he also listened with gusto.

Those who can come here to participate in the assessment of the Black and White Academy can be regarded as geniuses, but geniuses also have their own explosive world.

Broaden your horizons, broaden your horizons.

An angry voice came from the front: "You are a grandfather of more than 30 children, and you still come to participate in our event? We don't accept those with a bone age of over 100."

"Everyone behind, listen up. Our Black and White Academy only accepts young people who are in the early stage of Qi training Purple Mansion. If you are not in the early stage of Purple Mansion, you'd better leave early, or I will scold you in person!"

"next."

"Well, your meridians are as weak as a sugar cane, and you still dare to come? Get lost!"

"next."

"Your Yuanyang is so poor that your foundation is ruined, and you think we are doing charity in the Black and White Academy? Get lost!"

"next."

"The meridians are not wide enough. Oh, finally I see a normal person coming, but get down."

"next."

"Hmm, the seventh level of the Red Bright Nine Heavens Diagram? Haha, please come in quickly."

The middle-aged man with black hair hurriedly smiled and made a gesture of invitation to Ji Zheng.

Ji Zheng nodded and walked across the lake to the other side.

Dozens of young men and women have gathered here, including some teenagers.

When they saw that Ji Zheng was the divine and demonic body cultivator of the Chi Ming Jiu Tian Tu, they were all surprised.

"Brother Di, there's another one with the Chi Ming Jiu Tian Tu, just like you." A black-haired young man asked Nangong Di.

Nangong Wendi did not comment and glanced at Ji Zheng, "Ji clan? There doesn't seem to be a large Ji clan in Anchan County."

"From the country?"

Ji Zheng frowned. Who was this person? He just said that he was from the countryside. He ignored him and turned around.

Nangong Wendi frowned and snorted in his heart with disdain. If he didn't refute, he would really be from the country.

No wonder he attracted Uncle Sanli’s attention, he is a genius.

“But those who come from the countryside have very weak methods and spells, and even weaker strength.”

Nangong Wendi no longer looked at Ji Zheng. He was the pride of the tribe and possessed supernatural powers. He was able to fight against opponents of higher levels, so naturally he was arrogant.

A countryman? He just shook his head.

Ji Zheng randomly picked a large blue stone to sit down. He ignored the others and instead felt the chains in his arms with depression.

"I'm about to enter the Black and White Academy, but this chain still hasn't reacted. The top immortal... really doesn't like me?"

Ji Zheng was feeling depressed, he felt that he had decent talent and entering the Black and White Academy would not be a problem, but the standards for accepting disciples for the top immortals were even higher.

The chains remained silent, which was a small blow.

"Fairy..."

Ji Zheng felt depressed and looked at the boats on the lake. As time passed, more and more young men and women appeared around him.

Some were from large tribes, and some were even from outside Anchan County. A man named Ye Yan caught Ji Zheng's attention.

But for the rest, the Black and White Academy’s enrollment for today ends here.

On the lake, the dark-haired middle-aged man packed up his boat, glanced at the latecomer behind him, and without looking at him again, packed up the boat and went to the island on the lake.

"You all know what awaits you next, so I won't say much."

The black-haired middle-aged man appeared in front of the young cultivators and said calmly:

"There are now a total of 10,200 people who have passed the basic screening."

"But there are only a handful of people who can pass the assessment of my Black and White Academy. If you try your best and are careful and cautious, perhaps one or two of you can become my junior brothers."

"But there are more." The black-haired middle-aged man snorted indifferently, "Not even one!"