Chapter 1165

In the brightly lit living room, Xia Feng was overjoyed to hear that Qiu Yun was going to become a member of his senior class. He had heard of Qiu Yun's killing of Xing Wuji before, and he was not too shocked about it.

After all, that's why Qiu Yun used external force. Otherwise, if he hit hard, he can suppress Qiu Yun with one hand with the cultivation of Xing Wuji's half foot into the martial realm.

However, Qiu Yun defeated Panglong without any external force, but easily knocked Panglong down with real strength, which means that although Qiu Yun's cultivation is a fifth level warrior, his combat effectiveness is ahead of the seventh level warrior.

Thinking of Qiu Yun's strong combat effectiveness, chivalrous wind can't help sighing. He is worthy of being a person who can pass the nine layers of purgatory.

While sighing, chivalrous wind also secretly rejoiced. Previously, when he was in the ninth floor purgatory, Qiu Yun said that he would come to the advanced class soon. With Qiu Yun's combat power, even if he joined the advanced class, he would be a fierce general. It is estimated that he can compete with Manlong and Qin Yao.

As a coach of the advanced class, he is naturally full of joy when he can recruit such strong students. Therefore, at the moment, he can see that Qiu Yun wants to join the advanced class, so he doesn't care about Qiu Yun's acting crazy.

Qiu Yun nodded and could not enjoy many benefits for the senior class, so he could not enjoy it.

"This is the ID card of the senior class students. There are relevant introductions of the senior class. You can check it after refining. Take it to the residential building of the senior class and report." Xia Feng said and threw a black card to Qiu Yun.

Qiu Yun took over. The black card was only the size of a palm. It seemed to be made of some kind of crystal stone. The four vigorous gold characters of Yuntian college were engraved in the middle. The forest spread around, and the sky was filled with eagles, showing wild and rebellious.

Look at the identity card in your hand at will. Qiu Yun smiled and injected a wisp of fighting spirit into the identity card, leaving a fighting brand on it.

At that time, Qiu Yun felt that the information in the ID card poured into his mind. Those information were related to the advanced class. He glanced over it and had a brief outline of the advanced class.

Qiu Yun was surprised. Previously, when he was in the lower class, it can be said that he had no resources to enjoy in vain, but it was different when he was in the higher class.

After entering the advanced class, students can enjoy many resources that students in the lower class cannot enjoy, such as a library with a large number of skills, such as a Qi gathering array that can condense fighting Qi, and so on.

"No wonder many students sharpened their heads and crowded into the senior class. They could have enjoyed so many benefits that I couldn't enjoy in the junior class." Qiu Yun sighed.

"I'll go now."

Qiu Yun raised his head and smiled at Xia Feng, and walked to the outside of the living room. Chu he, who had been languidly sitting in the armchair, got up to activate his muscles and bones. He also stepped out of the living room and followed Qiu Yun far behind.

"Why did the hall leader become Qiu Yun's follower?" Xia Feng saw Qiu Yun walking on his front feet and Chu he leaving on his back feet, muttering suspiciously.

Out of the living room, Qiu Yun strode there according to the orientation of the senior class residential building described in the ID card.

In a moment, Qiu Yun came to the square where the senior class residential building was located.

"What a strong fighting spirit." Qiu Yungang walked to the edge of the square and looked around with a smack. There was an array around the square, which gathered the fighting spirit between heaven and earth, which made the fighting spirit between heaven and earth a little too strong.

"With such a strong fighting spirit, if you practice here, the progress will be several times that of the junior class."

Qiu Yun hurried to the residential building in front of him, asked where the check-in procedures were, and went to check-in immediately.

In the process of handling, the handling personnel were not without vibration. According to the handling personnel, Qiu Yun was the first to directly cross the intermediate class into the advanced class as a junior class student in recent years.

After handling, Qiu Yun went to his residence with a golden key. When he passed the corridor, there was a whisper.

"Qiu Yun will be promoted to senior class as rumored."

"That's not true. He can kill Pang Long. With his strength, even if he is in our senior class, he can be ranked in the top five. It's no challenge to stay in the junior class."

"When he was in the mission hall earlier, Manlong proposed to him that he would fight with him at the end of the month. I don't know who can win the first war at that time."

"It's hard to say. Qiu Yun has too many cards. If he still has the red devil thunder ball, he can kill the existence of Diwu territory. Who is his opponent?"

After listening to someone at the scene say that he still has the red devil thunder ball, Qiu Yun smiled bitterly. He hoped that there was that thing, but Zixing didn't have it, and there was no killing weapon he could use in the martial arts realm. Therefore, when Manlong fought with him, he could only fight with it on his own.

Before arriving at a residence in the corridor, Qiu Yun stepped and looked at the serial number of his residence on the door. It was the number of his residence.

"It seems to be here." Qiu Yun came forward with a smile, opened the door of his residence with a golden key, stepped in, and his eyes lit up slightly.

Compared with the residence of the junior class, the residence of the senior class is more spacious and luxurious, and it is a single residence with a practice room. After the door is closed, the noise outside can not be transmitted, creating a good cultivation environment.

"It's good for cultivation here." Qiu Yun smiled faintly and went to the bed. He hadn't had a good rest since he came back from the heiyuan mountains. At the moment, he was really tired.

Shua.

Before Qiu Yun lay down on the bed, there was a flash of light and shadow at the window, and a petite figure came in. Without taking off his shoes, he sprawled on the bed without moving. His ceramic doll like pink face was full of comfort.

"Can you be more competent?"

Seeing that Chu he and Qiu Yun were speechless, Haosheng regretted hiring this little boy as a thug. He didn't have a hand at all. He gave him a pick from time to time, which made him feel depressed that 800000 gold coins had been washed away.

"I'm already competent. Are you too harsh?" Chu he opened Shuirun's big eyes and muttered to Qiu Yun with a voice full of dissatisfaction.

For her absurd words, Qiu Yun could only shake his head reluctantly, break his teeth and swallow them in his stomach. Who would have asked him to hire her as a thug without investigating the character of the little devil?

After all, he is to blame.

"Forget it, you should buy a lesson." Qiu Yun comforted himself magnanimously, bit his teeth, looked at Chu he, who looked sad, shook his head and walked to the cultivation room on the right.

As soon as he entered the cultivation room, Qiu Yun felt the strong fighting spirit coming face to face. He looked around the cultivation room. There was a small gas gathering array in the cultivation room, which brought in the fighting spirit between heaven and earth outside the window.

Qiu Yun nodded with satisfaction, went to the futon in the center of the cultivation room and sat down. He sat upright and produced the cultivation seal.

Boom!

The fighting spirit in the room surged into bursts of air waves, which surged towards him, and then disappeared from the open pores of his whole body and continued to flow towards his Dantian.

In an instant, Qiu Yun's fighting spirit, which had been consumed during his previous practice of Youlong skill, overflowed, and a faint feeling of swelling and pain came out.

Qiu Yun scattered the cultivation seal method, and his face shook. This cultivation efficiency is a little too terrible. If he recovers his Dantian fighting spirit in the low-level class living building, it will take at least ten minutes or even longer.

Hoo.

Qiu Yun smiled and breathed out his breath, calmed down, closed his eyes, mobilized the overflowing fighting spirit in his body, swept into the torrent of fighting spirit, and continued to dredge the obscure muscles and veins in Youlong skill that had not been dredged.

Sitting in the training room full of fighting spirit, Qiu Yun dredged the obscure muscles and veins. His face soon twisted, and sweat beads with tribute beans on his forehead poured out and rolled down, soaking the ground around him.

On the bed in the bedroom connected to the cultivation room, Chu he lay comfortably with his big clear eyes tilted towards Qiu Yun, who looked embarrassed. He skimmed his ruddy mouth, bent his fingers and flicked a pill the size of a longan, and slowly flew to Qiu Yun.

"This is the cultivation pill. It can not only alleviate your pain, but also keep you energetic. It's given to you for free."

Qiu Yun slowly opened his eyes and was surprised. He turned to look at the cultivation pill worth nearly ten thousand gold coins and Chu he, who seemed to be asleep with his eyes closed behind him. He muttered in his heart, has the conscience of the slow-moving little devil found?

Seeing that the cultivation pill came to his mouth, Qiu Yun naturally wouldn't have the slightest politeness. He swallowed it. When it melted in his mouth, an idea burst out in his heart and said, "Hey, you guigeng?"

Originally, Qiu Yun respectfully called Chu he the head of Chu hall, but later, seeing that she was old and disrespectful, she slowed down, so she converged on her respect.

"Three years and hairpin." Chu Hewu replied casually without looking back with big eyes.

Qiu Yun was surprised and blurted out in disbelief: "you are twelve years old this year. Why do you look like you are only seven or eight years old? And at your age, it's very difficult to reach the middle of the martial arts realm? "

When saying this, Qiu Yun's dissatisfaction with Chu he's slacking has diminished a lot. Fang is just a playful age, so it's obviously unrealistic for the other party to protect him in the dark.

In the face of Qiu Yun's doubts, Chu he didn't say a word, but just lay there quietly.

Seeing this, Qiu Yun thought of asking her details. There were some taboos. His face was chatty, so he stammered: "sorry, I'm abrupt."

Just as Qiu Yun turned back to continue his cultivation, Chu he's fragile voice came.

"It's because of my cultivation. Although my cultivation can make my cultivation soar, it will also make my age grow slower than usual. This is not a secret. It doesn't hurt to tell you."

"I see. I thought you were an old woman of dozens of years old." Qiu Yun said with a smile that he felt something bad. The other party was much younger than him, but he reached the cultivation of the local martial arts realm. It was too shocking. But when I thought that I had just stepped into this world and practiced soon, the depressed feeling of being hit in my heart dissipated.