At this time, a mountain wind blew, and the leaves rustled all over the mountain.

The mountain wind was very cold, Lin Yi was sweating all over, and he was agitated by the mountain wind, and before he could speak, his body couldn't help shrinking.

The young teacher's brows couldn't help but rise.

He had been waiting here for a long time, and the rest of the students had already finished reporting, but one of them had not arrived.

"Are you Lin Yi?" he asked.

Lin Yi was a little confused, nodded and said, "Exactly." ”

The young teacher couldn't help but shake his head, although his face was still ugly, his tone was slightly gentler, "Since you have been sponsored, you know today's report, why didn't you do it earlier?"

Lin Yi was slightly stunned, reacted instantly, and said apologetically: "My family lives in the north of the city, and it is on foot, and I started early in the morning and walked over, but I didn't expect it to be a little late, presumably others arrived earlier than me, but it made Mr. wait for a long time." ”

Hearing these words, the young man's face immediately softened.

The people who can teach in Nantian Academy are not ordinary people, and the pursuit of ordinary cultivators is also very different, this young teacher saw that Lin Yi was quick to react, and he was humble, and he knew Lin Yi's family background, so he had some sympathy for Lin Yi at this time.

"The rest of the new students have already started the evening class, you give me the letter of sponsorship to verify, and I will take you there, and when the evening class is over, there will naturally be other teachers to take you to the dining hall and arrange accommodation. He motioned to Lin Yi and asked Lin Yi to take out the letter of sponsorship.

Lin Yi bowed slightly, took out the sponsorship letter from his sleeve, and handed over the thin and tall old man's letterhead at the same time, "In addition to this sponsorship letter, two days ago, I was reading in the library of Qitian Academy, and a senior asked me to bring a letter over, saying that he wanted to hand it over to He Xiu of Nantian Academy. ”

"Someone sent a message, how can I practice in Nantian Academy?"

The young teacher frowned, "I haven't heard of any person in our Nantian Academy named He Xiu, Qitian Academy Library, who asked you to bring the letter?"

Lin Yi was also stunned for a moment: "That senior didn't tell me my name, he just said that as long as he handed over the letter to any of the teachers of the Southern Heavenly Academy, he would naturally understand." ”

"It's a joke. ”

The young teacher glanced at the sponsorship letter in Lin Yi's hand and made sure that there was no problem, but then looked at the letterhead without any seal, and he felt that Lin Yi's words were simply unreasonable.

However, at the same time as his fingers touched the letterhead, his complexion changed suddenly, and his gaze fell in disbelief, landing on the thin letterhead in his hand.

A slight tingling sensation continued to run down his fingertips, rippling like flowing water throughout his body.

In his perception, a silvery haze rose on the surface of the thin letterhead.

In the silver mist, there was a mysterious world that he couldn't go deep into, and couldn't understand at all.

When his perception came into contact with this layer of mist, countless loud noises sounded in his head, and he couldn't even meditate on it.

The young teacher took a deep breath, and when he raised his head again, his face was already solemn.

"The senior who asked you to bring the letter, did you really mean to hand it over to me a person named He Xiu from Nantian Academy?" he looked at Lin Yi very seriously and asked solemnly.

Lin Yi couldn't know about this young man's teaching to perceive the world, but he saw the change in the other party's expression clearly, and he was a little stunned, "I really said that He Xiu was handed over to Nantian Academy." ”

The young teacher took a deep breath and nodded slowly.

"You come with me first. ”

He put away the sponsorship and the letterhead, turned to lead the way.

Walking through a courtyard, the young teacher led Lin Yi into a pine forest.

The pine forest is full of cedars and ancient trees, and the dense needles are like huge umbrella covers, blocking the sky.

However, Lin Yi did not feel dim, but had a sense of brightness in front of him.

In the middle of this pine forest, there is a bungalow.

The bungalow was made of pine wood and bark, and the bark was covered with moss and looked a little damp, but at the moment the bungalow was lit with candles made of pine nut oil, and the lights were bright, so that the whole body of the bungalow was glowing yellow.

Inside the bungalow was a school, and there were fifty or sixty students sitting neatly, all of whom were about the same age as Lin Yi.

The one who was teaching these students was a female teacher in a black robe.

This female teacher looks to be in her thirties, with ordinary facial features, not very good-looking, but she has an extraordinarily quiet temperament.

The young teacher bowed to the female teacher at the door, and then walked in and talked to the female teacher in a whisper.

Then he walked out with the female teacher.

The female teacher frowned slightly, she looked at Lin Yi for a moment, and wanted Lin Yi to take a seat first, but she hesitated for a moment and said, "You wait here first." ”

Lin Yi nodded in agreement, becoming more and more clear in his heart that the identity of the tall and thin old man who handed over his letter was definitely not trivial.

The people sitting in this school should all be freshmen who have entered this year, and the identity of this female teacher should be much higher than that of this young teacher, but she is leaving herself outside at the moment, but she seems to be afraid that if the "He Xiuxian" wants to find him, she can let "He Xiuxian" see him as soon as possible.

There was a fresh breeze from the woods.

The female teacher's steps were quick.

The young teacher barely kept up with her, but he couldn't help but ask softly again, "Senior Sister Xi, are you really sure that this letter was given to the one in the deserted garden?"

"I don't know his full name, but I do know what his last name is. ”

The female teacher Xi replied calmly: "And besides him and the dean, I can't think of a third person who is qualified to receive such a letter." ”

The young man smiled bitterly and stopped talking, but his mood was still fluctuating like a stormy wave.

In the world of cultivators, condensing the yellow buds is considered to be the entry, the cultivation of the first realm.

Thirty-six wisps of yellow bud true yuan are one turn, and when ten thousand turns of true yuan are condensed, the power of the true yuan is enough to open up the life palace in the body.

This life palace is a true yuan sea out of nothing, when the life palace opens, the true yuan will change, ten thousand trickles into the sea, every wisp of true yuan in the body, will naturally flow towards the life palace, forming a cycle.

This life palace realm is the second realm of the cultivator's world.

In this second realm, although the wisps of true yuan are still in the form of yellow buds, the cultivator's physical body is washed by the true yuan day and night, and both the strength and the speed of absorbing spiritual energy are far superior to the yellow bud realm.

The realm of the palace is upward, and then condensed to 50,000 true yuan, and it will be like an artistic conception.

When it comes to the artistic conception, Zhenyuan even has changed its appearance, and it is no longer a yellow bud concept in the body, but a small whirlpool in the shape of a wish.

It is difficult for ordinary people to become cultivators, and among cultivators, six or seven out of ten cultivators have cultivated at most to the level of artistic conception.

This young cultivator was already the best among the cultivators in the world, and being able to serve in the Southern Heavenly Academy was only the Fourth Realm Chengtian above the artistic conception.

However, the cultivator who brought the letter to Torin was already outside the world of ordinary cultivators, at least above the eighth realm of divine confusion.

Because only when he reaches the Divine Confusion Realm will he have the means to confuse his divine consciousness perception by leaving a trace of True Yuan in this way.

As far as this young man knew, there would be no more than ten cultivators in the whole world combined.

In the southeast corner of Nantianyuan, halfway up Minggu Mountain, there is a deserted garden.

There were many precious flowers and trees planted in this garden, and there were rockeries and flowing water, but I don't know when it began to be abandoned, and even the surrounding bamboo walls have decayed.

However, when the figures of the female teacher and the young teacher were still nearly a hundred steps away from the gate of this abandoned garden, a figure had already appeared at the gate of this abandoned garden.

The people who appeared at the gate of this ruined garden looked very strange at this twilight.

He was dressed in a worn bronze armor that was mottled with rust and traces of swords and arrows.

This is a pair of heavy armor from the previous dynasty.

The armor covered the man's whole body, making it impossible to see his face, but making people feel that he was extraordinarily tall.

There were two card slots on the back of his armor, and two large swords were crisscrossed into them, the big ones were like two flags.

When the female teacher continued to move forward, less than fifty steps away from him, the armor on his body shook slightly, he stretched out his hand, signaling the female teacher to stop, and at the same time, his voice also sounded indifferently: "What's the matter?"

The female teacher stopped, and then tilted her head slightly: "Someone brought a letter from Qitian Academy, saying that he wanted to bring it to Nantian Academy, and I think he wanted to deliver the letter here." ”

The heavily armored man was silent.

In the deserted garden behind him, an old, calm voice remembered, "Send the letter in." ”