Zhao Xiaochuan opened his eyes and had already returned to the room. The furnishings in the room had not moved, and the doorman was closed, and everything seemed like a dream.

But Zhao Xiaochuan knew that everything was different.

The epiphany between life and death left him too much.

He stretched out his palm, clenched his fists with three fingers, and stood with his index and middle fingers. A terrifying wave appeared at his fingertips.

But it seems that some successors are powerless, and the powerful aura appears and disappears from time to time.

"I am still too weak now. I have left the illusion and can't recover that finger. At present, I can't even exert one-tenth of the power, but..."

Zhao Xiaochuan closed his eyes and looked inside. In his body, the rune stone was gone, and the one that stayed above the spiritual acupoint turned into a pure white light ball.

Zhao Xiaochuan knew that there was "Lin" one of the nine words of ancestors, but he was now dormant.

Zhao Xiaochuan thought about it, and the white light ball immediately returned to the nest like a milk swallow, throwing into the spiritual cave.

"Wheng."

The spiritual acupoint stagnated and then reversed. Zhao Xiaochuan's familiar vital energy gushed out from the spiritual acupoint and rushed to every corner of his body. A thick and heavy aura emanated from Zhao Xiaochuan's body. At this moment, Zhao Xiaochuan seemed to have turned into an ancient giant rock beast!

The white light balls in the center of the spiritual acupoint are getting fewer and fewer, and it seems to be gradually decreasing. When the last white light ball is merged into Zhao Xiaochuan's blood, an ancient rune in the spiritual acupoint reflects the world.

"Read!"

Zhao Xiaochuan finally laughed, and his index finger gently tapped his hand in the air. A white light suddenly appeared, and a heavy destructive force emanated from it, and waves of evil wrinkles began to appear in the void.

"I finally used this move, but its power is far less than what I used in the illusion." Zhao Xiaochuan was able to barely use the power of the energy of the sky to exert one-tenth of the power of the Sky-Shaking Finger, but Zhao Xiaochuan could also feel that if he clicked this finger, he was afraid that the energy in Zhao Xiaochuan's body would be wiped out.

"Haha, Brother Zhao has been missing for a long time."

"Haha, Brother Ming, I have been long-lasting~"

Zhao Xiaochuan was about to finish his work when he suddenly heard a noisy sound from outside. He felt curious and got up and walked to the window. He opened the window and saw that there were people coming and going outside.

Zhao Xiaochuan's heart moved, and he looked at them wearing similar school uniforms in groups of three or five, thinking, "This should be a student from other colleges."

The students who can enter the four university governments are all arrogant people in various places, either princes from an ancient country, princes from a certain cultivation family, or descendants of the Immortal Lord of Heaven. These young geniuses are all elegant and elegant, dressed in brocade clothes, and covered in jade. If Zhao Xiaochuan had been in the past, he would have shouted happily, "This is a god." But now, Zhao Xiaochuan is very calm inside, and there is no trace of joy or anger in his eyes, because among these young men he saw many familiar faces.

Wei Yang had already walked out of the room, gently held the handrail in the air with just the right face, and said, "Brother Yuwen, it's been a long time since we saw each other."

In the sky, a young man held a folding fan in his hand and a flying sword in his foot, flew from afar. The young man laughed, came from a distance, opened the folding fan, and a phantom of a green kite bird appeared in the sky.

"Brother Wei Yang, it's been a long time since we met."

Zhao Xiaochuan saw the blue kite bird's pupils shrinking, and his hands unconsciously touched his abdomen.

At this time, Wei Yang happened to see Zhao Xiaochuan who was pushing the window open. He smiled friendlyly at Zhao Xiaochuan, and then shouted loudly: "Xiaochuan, Shuying, fellow Taoists from other schools have arrived. Come out and meet them quickly."

Zhao Xiaochuan's pupils shrank again, and a young man with an evil ghost appeared in his mind, roaring and pounced on him...

“Cruff.”

The door next door is opened.

Zhao Xiaochuan withdrew his gaze, left the window, and opened the door. When he walked out of the door, he happened to see Kou Shuying at the door of the room next to him.

"Are you good at practicing?" Zhao Xiaochuan asked with a smile. In the illusion of cause and effect, Zhao Xiaochuan did not see Kou Shuying...

Kou Shuying looked at Zhao Xiaochuan when she heard the sound, and her expression moved. She felt that Zhao Xiaochuan seemed to be a little different.

"It's okay." Kou Shuying Pingjin replied.

"Hahahaha, Xiaochuan, Shuying, don't always be stuck in the house. What can we do when we practice in the house? We monks should drink more channels to communicate with each other." Wei Yang walked up to Zhao Xiaochuan and Kou Shuying with a passionate smile on his face.

"What Brother Wei said makes sense. My favorite thing in my life is to discuss with fellow monks." The young man behind Wei Yang came over and said, "This girl is so extraordinary, she must be Miss Kou Shuying with a Class A qualification."

As he said that, he held the fan and bowed with his fists.

Kou Shuying seemed a little uncomfortable, and his hands swayed slightly, but he did not raise them up. Instead, he nodded and said, "It's me."

The young man didn't care, but instead smiled and bowed his head to indicate, then turned to Zhao Xiaochuan, with a brighter smile on his face: "This must be the Shi'er Ancient Style, who is in the limelight in our spiritual world recently."

His voice was not loud, but it spread throughout the entire area. There were students from the three university governments around him. Some of them were already extraordinary and some news was heard, so they all looked at Zhao Xiaochuan with different expressions.

Some students either have poor family backgrounds or are just civilians like Zhao Xiaochuan. They don’t understand it very well for a while, and only after explaining it to the people around them—

Explain the ancient body of the Era, the ancient holy body! It contains the nine words of the ancestors and has great power.

Some young men who originally smiled began to look unnatural. Among them were civilians and wealthy.

Zhao Xiaochuan looked at the folding boy, but did not speak, but smiled with a pursed lips.

"Hello, classmate, my name is Zhao Xiaochuan."

"Oh, I'll be abrupt at that time, I'll be abrupt. I'll be abrupt. "The young man opened the fan and said.

As soon as he finished speaking, the crowd below began to talk.

"He is Yuwen Qingyuan? Is that the third prince of the Qingming Ancient Kingdom?"

"That's right, I heard that he is also a famous young genius in the Three Thousand Realms."

"Isn't it? I heard that he was the only child of the ancient royal family of Qingming Kingdom who was taken away by the Envoy of the Immortal. It is said that his roots are excellent and his understanding is first-class..."

"And I heard that the ancient Qingming Kingdom is also a great country in the Three Thousand Realms..."

“…”

When Yu Wen Qingyuan heard the discussion below, he smiled proudly. The identity of the prince of the ancient country attracted much attention wherever he went.

After almost everyone was talking, he cleared his throat and said, "I just learned from Master that we will set off for Wanbao Realm the next day. I want to invite you to hold a tea party on the Taoist discussion tomorrow. I wonder what you fellow Taoists think?"

The dominant form has begun to begin between words, while Zhao Xiaochuan and his group are completely placed aside.

Wei Yang narrowed his eyes and sneered softly, without saying anything, as if he was a little disdainful.

Zhao Xiaochuan was completely unwilling to care. He quietly looked at Yu Wen Qingyuan and set the time and the location, like a bystander. Kou Shuying stared at Zhao Xiaochuan and looked...

Zhao Xiaochuan seemed to feel something, and turned his head and saw Kou Shuying looking at him very seriously. He was stunned and whispered: "What's wrong? Is there anything on my face?" As he said that, he also touched his face.

The girl looked at it for three seconds, looked serious, and said in a low voice: "I feel like you are different."

Zhao Xiaochuan was stunned for a moment, and smiled and didn't know what to say.

Kou Shuying looked at it for a while and withdrew her gaze.

Yu Wen Qingyuan on the other side looked dissatisfied. He stood beside the two of them. They pretended to speak in a low voice, but he could hear clearly. Do these two people treat themselves as decorations?

He adjusted his smile, turned to face Zhao Xiaochuan and Kou Shuying and said, "Both are both pillars of Penglai, so you must be treated to your face at that time."

Before Zhao Xiaochuan could answer, Wei Yang on the side stepped forward and said, "This is naturally. The disciples of the four universities gathered to discuss the truth. How could I not leave Penglai, right?" After that, he smiled at Zhao Xiaochuan.

Although he looked at Zhao Xiaochuan with a smile, as if he was asking Zhao Xiaochuan for his opinion, his words were finalized, and he seemed to be the leader.

Kou Shuying's face was calm, but she was indeed a little displeased. However, she was a student from the same institution and couldn't say anything, but just looked at Zhao Xiaochuan. At this time, Wei Yang also turned his gaze to Zhao Xiaochuan with Kou Shuying.

What surprised the two of them was that Zhao Xiaochuan seemed to care at all, but said happily: "That's great, then according to Brother Yuwen, I'll see you tomorrow."

When the elder brother called, Yu Wen Qingyuan was stunned. He was the third prince and no one had ever called him. However, he was a royal family member and immediately understood and replied with a smile: "Haha, it's not too early today. Let's see you tomorrow." After that, he bowed to the surroundings.

Zhao Xiaochuan also learned to pay back a gift.

So the people from the four major colleges around each returned to their respective halls to rest. Wei Yang, who was in the center of the crowd movement, looked at Zhao Xiaochuan and frowned. When the crowd gradually dissipated, he regained his smile and bowed and said, "Xiaochuan, then Brother Shen Shiyu will see you make a big splash tomorrow." After that, he turned around and went back to the room.

Zhao Xiaochuan didn't care either. He looked at Kou Shuying and wanted to say something, but Kou Shuying turned around and went back to the room like Wei Yang.

In the air, Tu Zhengshan and the old Taoist white-bearded stood in the clouds and saw clearly what was happening below.

The old Taoist, the white beard, gently stroked the white beard and said, "Oh, my little disciple is naughty, fellow Taoist laughs." He said this, but he did not laugh.

Tu Zhengshan looked at Zhao Xiaochuan below, putting his thin hands behind him, and his expression was as normal as he said, "This kid feels something is wrong."

"Haha, don't be anxious." The old Taoist smiled and said, "Indeed, the spirit is getting more and more refined, and I am almost catching up with my little disciple who has been practicing since childhood."

"Is this the spiritual and intellectual introspection mentioned above?" Tu Zhengshan asked with his head turned around.
Chapter completed!