Forty Millenniums of Cultivation

Under the tiger's eyes of the training director, Li Yao flashed himself and entered the slow-closing school door, relieving his breath, looking at the watch, 7: 29, cool!

Like all high schools in the Federation, Qingxiao Junior High School entered the annual "Crazy College Season”, and the campus was full of killing air, and as soon as it entered the school door, a huge light screen stood in the middle of it, and a few big words were written:

“99 days 18 hours 32 minutes 57 seconds to the college entrance exam! ”

Every second that passes, the numbers on the light screen jump and decrease, putting tremendous pressure on the candidates.

There are also several slogans on each side:

“If you can't learn to die, learn to die! ”

“Raise a point and crush a thousand people! ”

“Qiaoxiang Erzhong Federated States, do not break the college entrance exam vow not to return! ”

“Enter the 'Nine Elite Universities’ to become a practitioner and step to the peak of your life! ”

Generously and intensely, nearly a thousand students poured into the big playground like the tide. Li Yao also accelerated his footsteps and mixed into the crowd. As soon as he arrived at the playground, the crowd divided into three shares and turned into three distinct groups.

There are about forty students in the first group, all of them Yuxuan, the wind of the jade trees, the pride of the glorious sky, the school uniforms worn are made of celestial silk, cut the merger, and tasted by the practitioners, no wind automatic, the treasure is hidden, and more in support of the master's brilliance - these are the students of the "focus class”, one is a training genius all chosen by 10,000 miles, a good seedling with the strength to impact the "Nine Elite Universities”.

The second group has the largest number of students, there are 7,800 students. Although they wear school uniforms that are also made of silk, they are not customized or refined by practitioners. They look a little dull and mediocre. On the one hand, they are students in “parallel classes". Most of them are descendants of the rich families in the city of Fungo, but their ordinary qualifications and strength are mostly stacked with resources.

There are more than a hundred people in the third group, wearing low-level uniforms made of ordinary fabric, loose, fat and large. They look a little sloppy, and even the owner is not very energetic. This is the students of the “ordinary class”, most of them are civilian children from wage-earning families. In the "Qingxiao Er" private high school, it is like a grocery fish.

Li Yao Shumenshu found his place in the queue of “ordinary classes". As soon as he stood still, his shoulder was photographed. A slightly greasy voice sounded: “Xiao Xiao, how did you get here? There are big people coming to our school today! ”

Li Yao didn't have to look back and know that this was his best party, "Meng Jiang”. He looked up at the chair table and found that all the senior levels of the school, including the principal, vice president and training director, had arrived. This was a rare scene in the morning.

“What big man is that? Even Zhao Bald came out to greet you? ”

Zhao Bald head is Zhao Shude, the principal of Qiqiao Erzhong, an authentic 800 Qiqiao core gatekeeper, a refiner of gas high-order repair, but when he was young, he was said to have suffered dark injuries while practicing on the “demonic beast wilderness" in the northwest of the country. He was closed and cultivated for many years, and rarely appeared to manage school affairs.

“It's Penghai, ‘Demon Knife' Penghai!” Meng Jiang was so excited, his voice was trembling.

The name, Li Yao's heart beat also accelerated a beat in an instant.

Penghai, the Demon Knife, is the largest legend in centuries of Qiaoji Middle School construction.

He comes from a slum, has shown brilliant training talent since he was a child. At 11 years old, he was specially recruited by Akashi II. At 12 years old, he reached 100% of the "development of the spiritual roots”. He awakened the ultimate spiritual roots, stepped on the path of cultivation. At 13 years old, he took the “Great War Courtyard” in the "Nine Elite Universities”. At 15 years old, he graduated, he had reached the Qi Refining Period of 10, becoming a famous federal star of hope!

After graduating from the Great Waste War Court, he refused to hire more than a dozen highly paid practitioners, resolutely joined the "Confederate Army", fought against a million demons and beasts in the wilderness of demons and beasts. In order to defend the Confederation, he also built up the name of "Demon Knife” in the bloody sea of demons and beasts. Finally, at the age of 22, he became one of the youngest foundation repairers in the Confederation!

After being discharged from the army, Penghai returned to his hometown and, subject to the "membership fee” of astronomical numbers, joined the Qiaoqiao faction. In just three years, he has become the head of the new business unit of Qiaoqiao's “Qiaoqiao Transport Group”, specializing in the development of new transport routes in dangerous areas where demonic beasts travel. In addition to the high salaries, he is said to own a large number of shares of "Qiaoqiao Transport Group”, and each year the dividends alone are Golden Mountain Silver Mountain!

“Heard that Penghai just bought an invincible sea view villa next to ‘Silver White Beach', said to be worth 78 million! And reporters in the tabloids have seen that he often takes a dozen women back to the villa for an unveiled convention!” Meng Jiang whilst drooling said, not concealing, envious and jealous.

From the infamous poor kid in the slums to the top management of the doorman, hundreds of millions of people in their homes, vanilla beauties, sea view mansions —— this is the dream of every slum teenager, Li Yao and Mengjiang, naturally no exception.

They all yearn to be the next Penghai!

“Coming!”

Li Yao's watch shook slightly, indicating that something was approaching from the high speed of the sky, looked up, on the horizon of the East, a black streaming lightning bolt, extremely fast, the last second still in the sky, a blink of an eye, has been quietly suspended over the playground, it is a black shuttle car!

The shuttle body is long, like a stretched water droplet, almost twice the length of a regular shuttle, the crystal clear appearance does not see a joint and rivet, it is naturally made, from the appearance does not see what offensive treasure this shuttle equipment has, but hidden in the black light, it is a dangerous scent that stops the heartbeat, the intent to kill seems to be unrestricted by space, making thousands of middle school students feel suffocated at the same time.

“It's the Brown Bird Shuttle! A state-of-the-art armed shuttle in the Federation with a battle power comparable to a foundational peak fixer! Manage the 'Xuan Bird Battle Shuttle’, even the demonic beast wilderness can be swept across, unscrupulous!” Li Yaoxin screamed wildly.

As a Fabo fan, this “Brown Bird Battle Shuttle” is more appealing to him than “Penghai” himself!

And he knows better that a minimally configured "Brown Bird Shuttle," with a market price of nearly 100 million, is unaffordable to ordinary wealthy families.

The next second, thousands of middle school students had their chests relaxed at the same time and their breathing ability was restored, while the half-air battle shuttle had disappeared, replacing it with a handsome man in black armor, tall and skinny, smiling face.

It's just that deep in those dark eyes, there's still light passing from time to time, like lightning, like a demon knife.

Even Second Lieutenant Colonel Li Shude Pingsu's training director, who has always been a fierce god, “Black Face God”, couldn't help but look at Peng Hai.

“Fixers, they're rich, they're mighty, they're overbearing!” Li Yao "Gulu" swallowed the spit.

“I heard that this time Penghai is in school. Please come back to tutor ‘key' students! Xiaoxiao, you know, our Qiaoji Junior High School is a centennial school, but the college entrance exam scores have not been particularly outstanding in recent years, not many students have taken the 'Nine Elite Universities' exam, even the Qiaoqiao Party has no light on their faces, so this time we specifically invited Peng Hai back for special training, which is to hope to reverse the trend and create brilliance!” Meng Jiang's voice was full of jealousy.

After all, the demon knife Penghai personally trained such a good thing, only the "focus class” students can enjoy, their “ordinary class” poor kids, there is no chance.

Li Yao snorted and sighed.

The Nine Elite Universities are the most deeply rooted, resource-rich and masterful nine institutions of higher learning in the Federation and are the ultimate dream of thousands of students in the Federation.

Ordinary universities do not aim to cultivate the cultivators, even if the students are more talented, how to work harder, plus the odds of encountering successive cultivators, not more than one in 10,000.

Nine elite colleges, but there are many cultivators behind the scenes, specifically aimed at cultivating cultivators. If you enter the nine elite colleges, you have a 30% chance to become a cultivator and step to the peak of your life!

If you want to be a master refiner, you need to become a practitioner first, and if you want to become a practitioner, you need to take the nine elite colleges first. Li Yao has always fought for this goal, but the congenital disadvantage has always been irreversible, and it seems to be getting further and further away from the dream...

Thinking about his heart, Li Yaobao was somewhat interested in appealing to Shan. He didn't even hear what was said on the stage. The time of the rectifier was precious and the demon knife Penghai didn't talk too long. Principal Zhao Shude announced the end of the morning meeting.

Penghai was crowded away by the heavenly prides of the focus class, while students in parallel and ordinary classes also lost their momentum and walked to the teaching building in three or two places.

One day of study, officially begins!