Martial Soul: The age of the soul ring increases by 100 years every day

Chapter 127: Daomen Palace Yuwei Buddha Gate Shi Yanyan [Seeking Perfection and Customizing].

Meanwhile.

In a vast, empty area in the inner courtyard of the imperial hall, more than a dozen old students of the inner courtyard gathered together or stood or sat or lay down and slept.

“Old Qi, when are they coming?”

Bai He, who had fair skin and was not in a healthy state, said a little impatiently.

Yesterday, I heard that those ancient sects were coming to discuss, and Bai He and everyone came to be interested. After all, the ancient sects had only heard of them, but in reality they had never seen them enter the world.

Now that the first Heavenly King Tournament is imminent, these mysterious sects have sent disciples to take the initiative to enter the world to carry out friendly matches, how can such a rare opportunity to understand them be missed.

After all, knowing oneself and knowing the other can have more certainty in the Heavenly King Competition.

Qi Zhen, the teacher of the inner courtyard, glanced at the time: “What’s the hurry, isn’t it time yet, who let you come so early.” ”

Xiang Jun, who was dozing, heard this: “If I still have it in the old times, I still have it now, but if they have martial souls, shouldn’t they directly come to the eighteen palms of the dragon?” ”

“Silly fork, you, that’s a martial arts novel of the old era, without a martial soul, what do they rely on to stand.”

Bai He laughed and said, for such an uncultured Xiangjun, Bai He still had a sense of superiority in his heart.

Xiang Jun 31 was ridiculed and unimpressed: “If these ancient sects had recruited from the outside world back then, maybe I would have been there for them.” ”

“Ha, what is good about the ancient sect, I heard that the requirements are very strict, all kinds of restrictions are not mentioned, and if you worship the master, you have to serve like your own father.”

Wang Yang on the side said.

Now it’s all the martial soul era, who still plays that set.

Didn’t you see that Qi Zhen, who was a teacher in the inner courtyard, was all mixed with everyone.

If you really want to have three knees and nine knocks and the like, Wang Yang estimates that he can get up with goosebumps. And right at this moment.

“Buzz!”

The inner courtyard teleportation array flickered.

Then he saw Jiang Dingguo coming with three people.

On the far left is a white young man wearing a white silk robe and a cyan headband.

The young man’s bright eyes and teeth carried a strong smell of books, and he was still holding a solid bamboo fan in his hand.

The man on the right of the young man was dressed in an earthy yellow monk’s robe, his breath was as thick and calm as the earth, and it was faintly burning with extreme heat. The rightmost of the three is a female Taoist priest wearing a dark blue Taoist robe with a ball head.

The costumes of the three people fit perfectly with the characteristic costumes of Buddhism and Confucianism in everyone’s impression, and an antique atmosphere comes to the face. At the moment of seeing the three people, everyone’s eyes converged.

Jiang Dingguo looked at everyone: “Students, everyone has heard the news, let me introduce it to you.” ”

“This is Li Xueshen, a student of the Holy Confucian Academy, this is Shi Yanyan, a monk of Bodhi Temple, and this is Xuewei of the Taiji Guan Palace.”

To be honest, everyone’s eyes converged on Gong Yuwei at this time.

Nothing else, it’s too immortal!

Gong Yuwei’s appearance is superb, and with that Daoist robe, she is like a fairy who is immaculate. The boys present couldn’t take their eyes off for a while.

“Hello everyone.”

Li Xueshen and the three greeted everyone.

“Hehe, I won’t say the rules, this discussion is not public, you guys talk about it yourself, get to know each other.”

Jiang Dingguo said with a smile.

The so-called understanding and understanding is naturally a fight, after all, if you don’t fight and don’t know each other. After Jiang Dingguo finished speaking, he took a step back and left the stage to everyone.

Xiang Jun, Bai He and other old students looked at Li Xueshen and the three with slightly narrowed eyes.

Li Xueshen and the three looked at each other, and finally Li Xueshen said: “Then I’ll come first.” ”

This discussion is not only one of the actions of joining the WTO, but also the meaning of establishing power.

The three ancient sects have a long tradition and deep heritage, and they still have a little disdain for the so-called three famous schools in their bones. In fact, the younger generation can indeed be proud of the three ancient sects in this regard.

Li Xueshen stepped forward, opened the folding fan in his hand and revealed a kind smile: “Seniors, who will come first?” ”

“Senior? You look as big as us, right? ”

Xiang Jun’s brows frowned slightly.

“In our Holy Confucian Monastery, those who are highly advanced are the best at all levels, regardless of grade.”

Li Xueshen said with a smile.

For this pursuit, Xiang Jun pouted and did not care, what kind of things are advanced, I myself how many pounds and taels is not clear?

“Wang Yang, you go.”

Xiang Jun turned around and said.

Wang Yang couldn’t wait for a long time.

“Classmate, please.”

Wang Yang looked at Li Xueshen with interest, although the other party was mysterious enough, but as a person in the inner courtyard of the imperial hall, he was afraid of it at any time. Li Xueshen also arched his hand, and the next moment the two of them possessed their martial souls at the same time.

However, after seeing Li Xueshen’s martial soul, many people present were immediately stunned, this is okay!?

“Buzz!”

After the martial soul possessed the body, Li Xueshen actually had an extra brown inkstone with a simple shape in his hand.

“The martial soul of the Holy Confucian Academy is known for…” Pen, ink and paper are mainly ink, and there are also some ontological martial souls of the ancestors of the old era. ”

Not far away, Jiang Dingguo explained with a smile.

The three ancient sects are hidden from the world, and the world knows too little about them.

Now the three ancient sects and the three major universities jointly hold this kind of competition, which can actually be regarded as deepening mutual understanding. And such a move by the high-level, Jiang Dingguo guessed that it may be related to the situation in the plane world.

In short, the Dragon Kingdom needs this hidden power to come out of the mountain!

“Guys, my martial soul is Xingtai Yan.”

Li Xueshen explained.

Hearing the word Xingtai Yan, Xiang Jun’s expression moved slightly: “No. 407 on the Divine Soul List?” ”

Li Xueshen nodded and explained patiently: “As Principal Jiang said, most of the martial souls of the Holy Confucian Academy are pen, ink, paper, and ink, and there are almost no beast martial souls. ”

Scholar transformed into a half-orc?

Did you get a head, obviously didn’t get a head.

This picture even Li Xueshen did not dare to think about.

After sensing Li Xueshen’s specific strength, the faces of everyone who were originally relaxed suddenly changed.

“Level 48!”

Wang Yang’s expression instantly became stunned and solemn. Day, I thought it was the same level as me!

This is a level with the big brother of the East, and it is still a hair?

The faces of Xiang Junbaihe and the others were the same, they knew that Li Xueshen was not the strongest young generation in the Holy Confucian Academy. There’s another one that’s better than him.

Aren’t the strongest ones all level 48?

This… Looking at the entire inner courtyard, I’m afraid that only Ye Chen and Dongfang Yu can match, right? For a while, the atmosphere on this side of the inner courtyard became slightly awkward.

Grandma’s, this is not to fight this is to punch them in the face, right?

“What about Ye Chen and Big Brother Dongfang?”

Bai He on the side asked in a low voice, “Don’t you want Li Fengxian to come with Zongde first?” ”

Although he didn’t want to admit it in his heart, Li Fengxian and Zong De were indeed the strongest 2 people recognized besides Ye Chen and Dongfang Yu. Facing Li Xueshen of level 48, Bai He may not be an opponent to himself.

Losing is a trifle, and the soul master who did not win or lose.

But now it represents the face of the imperial university and even the three famous schools, and no one wants to bear this sin.

Seeing Wang Yang and the others’ embarrassed faces, Shi Yanyan and Gong Xuewei chuckled.

The former clasped his hands together and said, “Amitabha, if you don’t feel that you can win one on one, you can be two against one, or three against one.” ”