Immortal Devil Transformation

“Xiao, don't worry.” Vice President Xia nodded and looked at him and said, "The more certain you are, the more cautious you must be. Did anyone else in your place find out about this? ”

“No.” The obese old lecturer's face diminished slightly, but his tone remained agitated: “Besides me, Xiao Mingxuan, who would be interested in such a subtle comparison of the data of these newcomers? ”

After a slight meal, he thought of something, adding: "But Old Luo had already been in contact with Lin Xie and had personally chosen a night watchman, so he should have found Lin Xie's difference. ”

“So it should be just the three of us.” Vice Dean Xia smiled: “It's okay, I'll go to Old Luo later, I'll arrange for all his records to be revised and transferred to your galaxy billions of times. The confidentiality level of the matter is classified as the highest, the heavenly pivot level. ”

The obese old lecturer Xiao Mingxuan nodded somewhat satisfactorily and calmed down.

After a slight indulgence, he felt there seemed to be nothing left to say. He was ready to turn around and go, but he took two steps. He suddenly paused again and turned to look at Vice President Xia, who was indulging in silence: “Since he had such potential, and he did not necessarily become a pedestrian, let him be a star and not waste time learning bows and arrows. ”

“Who says he must be a star and not a pedestrian?” Vice President Xia spoke out for the first time and looked very deeply at Xiao Mingxuan in the twilight: “Although his soul power traits do not possess… don't forget that the bow can make him equally mend and issue as much arrow power as a talented pedestrian like Linghan. His soul should be strong enough to support him in the future. Apart from the star and the wind walker, he may go higher. ”

Xiao Mingxuan's swollen body vibrated again. He turned around and lost his voice. “Do you think he has hope to become a god like Dean Zhang!... but that bow...”

“There must always be a little hope for people to live.” Vice President Xia looked proudly at Xiao Mingxuan and said: “Xiao, when did you see what our college had lost over the years and we didn't try to find it back? Nice, the bow fell into the hands of Huangpu Language Qi, but in order to fear our assassination and robbery, he did not dare to appear within the borders of the Tang Tibetan Empire for 10 years. For a bow, a general was too scared to come to the border personally... We left this bow in his hands and crushed him for 10 years. There is nothing out of the question for us. This bow... it's just not time yet, and when it does, it will come back. ”

Vice Dean Xia and Xiao Mingxuan are talking about this mountain peak called Tianju Peak.

Since that middle-aged uncle created an unimaginable glory and laid down a great river and mountain for the Empire of Yunqin, becoming Dean Zhang, only thirteen people have been able to enter this mountain.

He does not speak of privilege, but of awe.

Faith made people firm, awe bound, he changed Qingyuan College with his own thoughts, and he did change many people's perceptions of the world… but as many people aged, many died, and with his departure, only four of the current Qingyuan College were able to enter this mountain peak.

Tianhui level, is the highest authority of Qingyu College, that is, Lin Xin's perceived trait, the whole Qingyu College, only four people know.

Shortly after this conversation between Vice Dean Xia and Xiao Mingxuan, the lecturers of the Freshman Trial Valley had some minor adjustments, and several lecturers left the Trial Valley, either went to other parts of Qingyuan College, or left Qingyuan College to cooperate with some students' trials. Because these adjustments are small and within reasonable limits, they have not attracted anyone's attention at all.

The only one who is naturally sensitive to some scattered data may find that these lecturers have come into contact with Lin Xie's Xiao Mingxuan in the trial valley, and are themselves one of four people who know the secret.

Xiao Mingxuan, who had never been on the battlefield, was originally identified by Dean Zhang as one of the thirteen people who could enter the Heavenly Prize. In addition to his many unknown contributions to the College and his absolute loyalty to the College, there is also an important reason because of his talents.

According to President Zhang's conclusion, if Xiao Mingxuan did not become one of the Milky Way's hundreds of millions of times in the aftermath of his grief, he would be the first and last of the Empire of Yunqin, who can guide the head of the Eighth Division.

No one would doubt the correctness of President Zhang's assertion, because he said that Xiao Mingxuan could be the first and last of the empires, and that Xiao Mingxuan would soon be truly seated in the position of the first and last of the kingdoms of God as long as he formally put it forward. And when he says that someone is loyal and trustworthy, that person is truly trustworthy, which, in the 60-year test, has never been missed.

And judging by the statistics and experience of Xiao Mingxuan, the first and last talent, there is only one possibility that any fact, if it is to be absolutely hidden, is the death of all those who have come into contact with it. Since it is not possible to let all those who come into contact with the facts die, it is impossible to achieve a wall of impenetrability. If the facts are not known, there is only a real record, a small amount of tampering, and deliberate guidance, so that even those who come into contact with the facts, with his dominance, produce the wrong judgment.

“There is one more five-star score to redeem for, looks like I need to be completely careful...”

This day before starting meditation practice, he tossed himself to the point where he couldn't even move his fingers. Lin Xie thought so, but he didn't know. Although no one in the world knew the real secret between him and Dean Zhang, the powerful man behind the pity had discovered his “two bowls of water" trait through small data comparison. From this day on, many of his things will be faithfully recorded, but some things will be tampered with by Xiao Mingxuan in the circulation by unique means. His trait, in this Qingxuan College, will always be known only by four people.

College processes are always fast and efficient.

“The stars? ”

Only on the evening Lin Xie began meditating practice, a “Huan” grade information had been passed to Xu Shengfou's hands. “The two of you are putting the stars to potential? … Lin Xie actually has the potential to become a star?” After opening the fire paint seal on the parchment roll, Xu Shengfoam's eyebrows slightly wrinkled, and his face did not change much, but the bottom of his eyes suddenly flashed a little shade.

After silently throwing this parchment roll into the stove in front of you, watching it completely dyed into some strange ash, and fitted onto the red charcoal, the frozen, smooth, white and clean Xu Sheng foam on his face suddenly couldn't help but show a slight derisive smile.

Myself and Zhuwei, and Xia Zhiqiu, are not the same kind of people at all, but now they are fused together in odd positions, like the ashes and charcoal left by this little roll of sheepskin… The views and senses of this empire, this world are completely different, but they also carry the same mission? It's ironic, too.

Almost at the same time, small rolls of sheepskin bearing the same content were also passed to the hands of Muqing.

“Qualified as two stars? Lin Xi, do you think you're special enough? ”

The moment I saw the same thing, the plain looking female instructor's face suddenly appeared with a glimmer of tears.

At the same time that the parchment roll was thrown in the stove, the female instructor's gaze rested on the previously opened letterhead.

On the cover of ordinary butter paper, the handwriting is very neat and gentle Juan Xiu: “Aizilin Evening Harvest”.

Even if she hadn't seen the contents of the letter and looked at the lines of writing, she could have imagined what kind of affection the woman with the pen was carrying and wrote on the letterhead.

This letterhead, if at the normal speed, should not arrive at Qingyu College until five days later, but it arrived a few days earlier because someone from the Dragonsnakeside Army was rushing back from the College. When I think of the young man who walked out of Lu Lin Town and received this letter tomorrow, the corner of Ki Qing's mouth turned up with a beautiful smile.

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The next morning, Lin Xie, full of spirit, was still with Tang Ke, Linghan, Hua Silent Moon and Li Kaiyun to walk out of the Shinseng Hall of the Zhigo family.

For Lin Xi, today's elective course Toxicology is a four-plane course of careful and observant memory. As long as no mistakes are made, honestly awaiting the end of the course, two credits can be earned, but he and all the newcomers out of the Stop Goh system are instantly stunned by the fact that two lecturers in black robes stand in the dawn outside the new hall of death.

Standing outside the door is Ki Qing lecturer, not far from the cliff by a silver silk slip, is Xu Sheng, the strict lecturer responsible for their martial arts course.

“Your family wrote to you because someone came back from Dragonsnake Mountain, so this letter came a few days early.” There were no excessive words. Ki Qingqing gently waved at Lin Xie, summoned Lin Xie to front, took the letterhead from Lulin Town from her sleeve and delivered it to Lin Xie's hand.

Lin Xi was a fool, then looked slightly down at the lines of the butter paper cover, but he didn't know what to say for a moment, and stood still on the ground for longer.

Sometimes he feels that heaven is cruel, throws such cruelty into a completely unknown world that he has not enjoyed much affection since childhood, but sometimes he feels that heaven is merciful and fair. Especially at this time, he felt more clearly that there was something called happiness in his heart, and he knew more clearly what he really cared about in this world.

“Dad, Mom, sister, what are you doing now?” In his mind, every image of Deer Forest Town was unstoppable, and the letterhead on the cover of this butter paper was completely filled with his heart field at this moment.

“You'll see when you have time.” The corner of Muqing's mouth curled slightly. He looked at Lin Xi and warned: “Professor Xu is still waiting for you there. ”