Chapter 678 Entering the College

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"All those who pass the first test can report to Butian Academy." The Qingfeng God Empress said to the bottom, then danced and disappeared quickly.

The Sword King and Demon Snake King also left, and the terrible oppressive force in the arena finally disappeared, and everyone suddenly felt that their breathing became much smoother.

Even though the Voidshatter Realm powerhouses were there before, even if they didn't deliberately target them, and they were separated by hundreds of miles, the supreme aura still made everyone feel like a stone was pressing on their hearts, and they even took small breaths.

"Let's go, let's go to the academy." Ling Han has already turned back, and no one knows what he has done, hiding his achievements and fame.

He didn't want anyone to know about the curse bottle. Even a fifteen-eyed corpse king could be cursed to death. Which Shattering Void Realm expert wouldn't be afraid of him? However, the corpse king is a good curse, because this thing has no fate at all, but which one of the strong people who can cultivate to the Shattering Void Realm is not a person who has obtained luck?

Not to mention such a strong man, even the king of small swords can't be cursed to death, he can only be embarrassed for a while.

It can be seen that although the bottle of curse is awesome, it also has great restrictions on its use.

Everyone set off, heading towards the Butian Academy, because the Thousand Corpse Sect came to such an entrance, the second level of assessment can only be abolished, let's all enter the academy together, as for which talent is better and more outstanding, that's up to you. Isn't there still a lot of time to test it?

They returned to Nine Dragon Mountain and passed through the gate. A large-scale formation has been activated here, covering Nine Dragon Mountain and turning it into a sea of ​​clouds. Only with the identity token of the academy can they come and go freely.

Everyone was excited by the thoughtful consideration of the five major sects. Obviously, the five major sects attached great importance to them, so they made great efforts to build Butian Academy, but Ling Han sneered in his heart. This formation must have been tens of thousands of years ago , or even longer ago, and now it's just a reboot.

They say history is written by the victors. Now it can be said that it is fully reflected. The five major sects are clearly the murderers who have harmed Hengtian Continent, but they have been packaged and brainwashed for ten thousand years. But they became the leaders who turned the tide, and they really carried forward their shamelessness to a certain extent.

Ling Han did not tell more people about the true colors of the five major sects. It's just that some people can't hold their breath, and the five major sects will see the clues.

Only with absolute strength can the five mountains be toppled.

Ling Han walked with his hands behind his back, on the spacious avenue behind the mountain gate, which stretched for more than ten miles, and at the end were small palaces, under the steaming clouds and mists, like fairy palaces. Suspended in mid-air.

"The aura here is so strong!"

"Ok,

At least ten times stronger than the outside world! "

"My God, if you practice here, the effect is not weaker than using Yuanjing!"

"Moreover, the higher you go, the more intense the aura will be!"

Everyone soon discovered more mysteries, and their faces were full of joy. When they looked at those palaces again, their expressions were different.

The height of the temple is different, and the concentration of spiritual energy is also different, so live in the low place and the high place. There may be a huge difference in the speed of cultivation.

Is this the difference between advanced students and ordinary students?

All of a sudden, a sense of fierce competition had been planted in everyone's hearts, and there were only a dozen or so temples in the high places. Apparently only a few dozen people were able to occupy it.

Phew, an old man came from the sky, exuding the aura of transforming gods, making everyone stop.

"From now on, you are all disciples of Butian Academy." The old man said, he was wearing a blue robe, which was washed very clean, and it has been a few years, and the fabric is starting to turn white.

He glanced around at the crowd. Continued: "You should have discovered that the aura here is very strong. Moreover, the higher you go, the higher the quality of the aura. However, there are rules of the Butian Academy. What level do you have? Where can I practice."

He paused again, giving everyone time to digest, and then said: "The academy divides students into four grades, divided according to the heaven, earth, and yellow. The sky grade is the highest, and the yellow grade is the lowest."

"Tian level students can live on the highest peak, while yellow level students can only live at the foot of the mountain."

"I might as well tell you that the concentration of aura at the peak is ten times that at the foot of the mountain!"

ten times!

Everyone was shocked. Although increasing the concentration of spiritual energy by ten times does not mean that the speed of cultivation can be increased by ten times, but it can be doubled, right? You must know that they can only increase the speed by 10 to 20% by taking various pills. What is the concept of 1 to 2 times?

"Hehe, originally, you will be divided into four levels according to your results in the second level, but now... everyone is yellow level!"

"Don't worry!"

The green-robed old man pressed his hand and replied: "If you want to become a Xuan-level, Earth-level, or Heaven-level student, it's easy. You can challenge upwards. Have you seen those palaces? As long as there are people living there, you can go there. Those who challenge and win will replace them. Hehe, the students of the four levels not only live in different places, but also have huge differences in the cultivation resources they get."

"Even, sky-level students can occasionally get explanations of the true meaning of martial arts from a Void Shattering Realm expert!"

Everyone couldn't help but feel that the last sentence was too lethal. A strong person in the Shattering Void Realm taught the Tao, even a stubborn stone can gain the Tao, let alone geniuses like them.

"Then... what if the challenge is lost?" Someone asked.

"Losing?" The blue-robed old man showed a stern smile, "Naturally, you will be responsible for the consequences! Butian Academy selects current geniuses, future gods of war, who can pass on the seeds of martial arts, no waste, no cowards!"

Everyone was stunned. The so-called consequences are at your own risk, that is, no one will care if you are beaten to death or even beaten to death!

Obviously, challenges don't just come at random.

"However, because you didn't complete the second round of assessment this time, there are several earth-level and mysterious-level palaces that are still vacant. You don't have to challenge others to move in." The green-robed old man said again.

Everyone was immediately overjoyed. The ones who have moved in now must be fierce people who have obtained the qualifications for direct admission to the academy. It is basically impossible to beat them. However, if they compete with other people, they are still quite sure.

"Each person can only accept the challenge once a day at most. If you are injured, you can apply for retreat to avoid combat. The maximum period is three months, but you can only apply for retreat twice a year." The green-robed old man continued.

Everyone is nodding, otherwise, if you are bombarded in turns, you will lose, so it is meaningless.

"Okay, you guys go." The green-robed old man waved his big hand, flew up, and walked towards the mountain.

Everyone glanced at each other, and hurriedly ran away. They didn't fly, because they were told before entering that the academy was not allowed to fly here—except when fighting.

They all wanted to snatch the remaining prefecture-level and mysterious-level palaces, so naturally they ran fast.

When they came to the end of the mountain path, they saw a person sitting cross-legged with his eyes closed, as if he was meditating or dozing off.

"Little Knife King!" Suddenly someone exclaimed. (To be continued.)