Chapter 847

"Zuo Dao, Dao school sends students to study in central city every year, but do you know how many people have come back over the years?"

Zuo Dao shook his head, "I don't know."

Yun Chonghe said helplessly, "in the past 20 years, a total of 235 people have been sent to central city to study.

But only twenty-two of them returned to Donghua city. Among these twenty-two people, nine were killed by demons on the battlefield, five were seriously injured and disabled, and could no longer practice. Three people were eager for success, didn't check their practice for a while, and finally died of distortion. Another person suffered distortion and disappeared.

Finally, there are only four people left, including me. "

"Zuo Dao, you are going to study in the central city Tianting. Although the journey is far away and you are separated from Donghua City, I hope you don't forget that you bear the future of Donghua and the hope of the human race. I hope you can ask in the Tianting wholeheartedly, get the evidence and learn, and bring back the heritage of the human race."

Zuo Dao suddenly opened his eyes and found himself lying on the table asleep.

He hurriedly washed his face with cold water, then sat up straight and continued to look at the Taoist Scriptures in front of him. There was a large amount of weapon refining knowledge belonging to doubu.

Since he joined Tianting and came to the refining yard of doubu, he has studied the knowledge here wholeheartedly.

However, Zuo Dao understands that these are far from enough.

Two hours later, he felt a little hungry in his stomach. Zuo Dao left his room and planned to go to the canteen of the refining Institute for dinner.

The courtyard he was in looked shabby. It was not even in the refining yard. It was the house he found near the refining yard.

Only because Zuo Dao originally lived in the dormitory of the refining yard, but since several disturbances caused by Zhou Bai, the local Tianting monks in central city have become increasingly hostile to monks from other four cities, especially Donghua city. There have even been several scuffles and fights, and then even the dormitory building has been blown open.

So at last, the officials of the fighting department cleared all the friars of donghuacheng in the dormitory building out, and Zuo Dao naturally had to come outside to find a house.

When he came to the canteen to finish his meal, Zuo Dao found a remote corner to sit down. Halfway through the meal, an old man also sat beside him and sighed, "how about Zuo Dao? How is the research of huoyunling?"

Left: "OK."

The old man shook his head: "after the distortion of the way of heaven, the immortal road has been broken, and it is difficult for us to reach the realm of immortals after all."

Zuo Dao didn't speak. He had been practicing in the refining yard for several months, and he gradually came up with similar ideas. He even felt that he had seen himself decades later.

But the projection of tianzhilei, Zhou Bai's scene of Xiang's natural enemy kneeling down, was deeply engraved into his mind, which made his heart ignite a flame again.

Just then, there was a noise at the canteen door, and dozens of monks came in with swords and clattered on the tables and chairs.

"Get out of the Fourth Avenue School!"

"Go back to your hometown!"

"A group of locusts! Don't stay in central city!"

The leading man was nine feet tall, with a beard on his face and muscles bulging like marble blocks. The spiritual force of the seventh realm surged out of him, pumping the air and making a thundering sound.

"From today on, monks of the Fourth Avenue School are not allowed to eat in the canteen."

A monk from Xiyue City stood up and said, "why!"

Zuo Dao knew each other. His name was Lin Chen. He was born in Jijian Pavilion. Although his cultivation was only the fifth realm, he was a good hand at making flying swords.

The big man smiled grimly and slapped it out, but it was the electric light and flint that pressed on Lin Chen's chest, and slapped the other party out of the canteen door with one palm.

"Everyone at the Fourth Avenue School listens to me. The central city is our central city. It's not up to you locusts to decide."

"If it weren't for our central city to protect you, we would send so many cultivation resources to your fourth avenue school every year, and you wouldn't even have the opportunity to practice!"

While talking, other monks behind the big man rushed out and kicked several monks of the Fourth Avenue School out. Seeing this scene, Zuo Dao sighed slightly, and a trace of anger flashed in his eyes.

The old man on the side hurriedly blocked his sight: "don't be impulsive, Xiao Dong is a disciple of the real king of the army, and you can't fight him." With that, he pulled the left road and hurried away: "it's just that we can't eat in the canteen. Let's just go out and eat. It's not worth fighting with them for such a small thing."

The man known as Xiao Dong frowned, and seemed to feel a trace of hostility. He turned his head and looked at the left direction, asking, "who is that?"

Immediately, a monk came up and said, "that's Zuo Dao, from Donghua city."

"I heard that he and Zhou Bai are classmates."

"I think he's sneaky all day. Maybe he's all spies."

"Teacher Huang unexpectedly asked him to make magic weapons in the Seven Realms together. What if he was a demon spy?"

Xiao Dong's eyes narrowed slightly: "where does this boy live?"

……

Zuo Dao followed the old man to leave the canteen. The old man shook his head and sighed, "Xiao Dong, who grew up in Beihai City, followed his father to the refining department at the age of ten. As a result, he was so cruel to his own people."

Zuo Dao was surprised and said, "is he from Beihai City?"

The old man said with a wry smile, "unexpectedly, this guy has always been ashamed of being born in beihaicheng and has never been mentioned. Those villagers have also been forced out of the refining yard by him, and no one has remembered this thing in the past ten years."

"Now you go to master Huang to refine the magic weapon of the seventh realm together, but you have robbed others' position. Recently, their hostility to the students of the Fourth Avenue School has become more and more serious. I heard that someone was interrupted yesterday. You should also be careful."

Zuo Dao said softly, "is it because of Zhou Bai?" He sighed, "if Zhou Bai really surpasses the God, doesn't it just mean that human beings can surpass the God? Why are Xiao Dong so angry?"

The old man heard the words and was silent for a while. After a long time, he slowly said, "who knows?"

Left: "Lao yuan, do you think people can really reach the realm of immortals? When you first came to central city, did you dream of surpassing immortals?"

This time, the old man was silent for a longer time. He opened his mouth several times to say something, but he didn't say anything. There was a trace of confusion in his eyes.

"Stop thinking, how can I... How can I think of such a stupid thing?"

Looking at Lao Yuan who turned his head, Zuo Dao knew that the other party must have thought about it. It should be said that any Terran genius who came to the central city to study, which one was not high spirited and ambitious.

But with the passage of time, all ideals have been torn to pieces by the huge gap between man and God. Even if Zhou Bai knocked down a natural enemy, the concept that has lasted for hundreds of thousands of years can not be changed in a short time.

Zuo Dao looked at the palace in the sky. The sea of clouds that gathered and scattered at that time was like a broken dream of generations of people.