Chapter 295

Zi Mu didn't expect much for the new recruits in Beidou college. He has neither special blood nor outstanding talent. He even feels that the Dean chose him at will - there are still several students who have a six fold spirit like him in their tianwu college. Zimu doesn't see any advantage over them.

The Dean did not expect anything from him, but gave him a few symbolic instructions. The other leaders of tianwu college didn't even have any emotion about it.

Everyone knows too much about themselves. Because although tianwu college is small, it is located in the east capital. The most prosperous city on the continent is the capital of Qingfeng empire. In this city alone, there are 13 colleges, including Tianqing and Tianfeng, which are among the top five resident colleges in the mainland. Other colleges are also different. Only tianwu said that the 13th court of Dongdu didn't even count them in. Obviously, they are also formal colleges that can be called on the list of colleges, but Dongdu people are unwilling to admit them. They just hope that they will disappear as soon as possible and do not insult the reputation of Dongdu college.

Tianwu college is said to have been brilliant in its early years, but now it has not fallen to the bottom of the whole continent. Some people say that a skinny camel is bigger than a horse, but tianwu college seems to be an exception.

But what about Wulun? They are still in Dongdu.

Living in this environment, I have never eaten pork, and I have always seen pigs running or even flying. Most of the students of tianwu college have poor backgrounds, low qualifications and poor strength, but their eyelids are as complex as those of Dongdu people. Experts and strange people from colleges, chaotang, and even streets and alleys have become familiar with many people in Dongdu, not to mention a group of practitioners.

The students of tianwu college yearn for strength, but they also give up their lives earlier in the face of the cruel gap. The goal of these people is to go to other colleges in Dongdu for a few years and learn some skills after tianwu's graduation. Tianqing and Tianfeng dare not think of the four colleges that stand aloof from the Empire? Don't fantasize.

No one admires Zimu, including himself.

He came only for a show and an explanation. This explanation is not even to himself, nor to tianwu college, but to the recommendation opportunity they have. Opportunities from Beidou college, even if they know they can't grasp them, will even become a burden, but they still have to respect them.

So Zimu came and silently divided into the group of 28 people. The newcomers come from all over the mainland and are first-class talents. Zi Mu is unavoidably ashamed when he is in it. He developed this inferiority complex as early as when he was in tianwu college. His complex eyelids and high horizons will only make this inferiority complex deeper.

Then he met Lu Ping, a teenager with the same insignificant origin and the same low strength that others dislike.

Zimu and Lu Ping came together. They didn't think too much. They just wanted to have an object of mutual comfort in this hopeless journey.

He didn't comfort Lu Ping much. Lu Ping brought him not comfort, but impact, stimulation, surprise, doubt, but more importantly: hope.

The hope he never dared to have was aroused by Lu Ping.

From what he saw, Lu Ping kept walking.

Since he was thrown onto his shoulder by Lu Ping.

He saw Lu Ping slap Wei Ling.

Now, Lu Ping wants to move forward and go to the end of disappearance.

Whatever you are, I'll go too!

Zimu kept up with him and looked determined. He had decided to go to the end of this road. It's a big deal. It's a big deal. He can't go. Let the road carry it!

People have done this, but they still shrink back. Is that still a person?

Zimu decided resolutely.

The two continued on the road, and Lu Ping's expression was much more focused than before.

From the first moment of stepping on this mountain road, Lu Ping's listening soul captured the sound, the sound of the power of the soul. It is vast and ethereal. In this world, it is like a net crawling slowly.

Lu Ping can hear its existence, but he can't hear its trend or its change.

So as he walked, he kept studying the spiritual power he heard.

From xiafeng mountain to Beidou mountain, Lu Ping's strength has improved in a few months. Listening spirit is not only more acute, but also has accumulated a lot of experience along the way, which will play a vital role in the use of good listening spirit.

But after stepping on this mountain road, the vast soul power gave him a downfall.

This is another power he has never seen and can't judge. Lu Ping still admires the practitioners who display this power.

Now he knows the name of the practitioner and the name of the power.

Li Yaotian, the end of disappearance.

This time, Lu Ping will never forget that Li Yaotian and his powers have impressed Lu Ping deeply enough.

The people of Beidou college are really strong. In fact, he had such feelings in his heart.

But none of this will affect him to continue. He won't guess what the test content is. In short, this road will go on after all?

The end of disappearance? Wherever you disappear, you go.

Lu Ping kept walking. When the shepherd on one side couldn't move, he picked him up. When Zimu regained his strength, he put Zimu down again. It was just a small matter for him, far less than his study of the end of disappearance.

He listened for so long and listened all the way. But the power of soul under this power is really vast. Lu Ping has worked hard to master some changes and laws, but it's useless. There are more changes and more laws running. This power is not as simple as fist to sword.

But this part of the changes, some of the laws heard more, and Lu Ping finally noticed something subtle.

In the process of completing these changes and forming a law, the voice seems to have a common direction.

Ahead, right in front, the sound is floating away from there.

This judgment is not clear, but a vague direction. However, it is the same direction after all. Lu Ping walks resolutely in the front; Zimu followed him. When he could only walk, he still wouldn't give up his efforts.

In this way, I don't know how long it will take, the sun will gradually sink to the west, and Lu Ping is still walking without wavering; Zimu has been following him and has not wavered. They never met other newcomers and realized what the trial was, but no one would go all out along the mountain road like Lu Ping and Zi mu.

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After writing and brushing for a long time, I came in backstage