Chapter 1823

Yang Chong was confused, and his cultivation was gone. After a hundred years of cultivation, his cultivation disappeared completely.

"Ye Feng, I swear, I will kill you!"

Yang Chong suddenly rushed out of the room and his voice echoed over duanqing college. Many tutors didn't know what had happened.

Yang Chong became an old man in his fifties. He didn't see any aura fluctuation all over his body. His rules disappeared and he became an ordinary man.

"Yang Chong, what happened?"

A strong emperor came up to ask why he was so good and how his cultivation disappeared.

"Ye Feng, he must have done something in my body and wasted my accomplishments."

At that time, he rushed back to the challenge arena, and then the chill disappeared.

Hearing that it was Ye Feng again, many people were gnashing their teeth. If it wasn't for Lao Lu, they would have gone to Taiji academy long ago. There's no need to wait here.

"Wait for the master to go out of the gate, we must settle accounts with this Taiji Institute!"

Many tutors are still loyal to duanqing college. When this happens, they will continue to stay in the college.

"It's no use talking about it now. We can't change the fate of the college. We should try our best to save the present situation first, otherwise our college will close down."

A God Emperor light said, now can't kill Ye Feng, unless God Emperor hand, but there is Lao Lu in, senior God Emperor have no way.

The most urgent thing is not to kill Ye Feng, but to recover the loss of duanqing college and minimize it.

"What else can we do? There are thousands of students who want to leave the college. In addition to the high-level God King, the low-level God King has retired more than half of them."

He is also a tutor of the emperor of God. With the color of helplessness, the students of the four colleges are basically divided into three levels.

Ordinary for the fairy King level, is the lowest, tuition is not very expensive.

Most of them are low-level God kings, occupying a large part of the college. There are four or five thousand people in the low-level God King College of duanqing college, which is very considerable. About half of them dropped out this time.

The second is the senior God King. There are not many people, about a thousand people. We haven't received the news of dropping out of school yet.

However, this is the butterfly effect, which will produce a series of effects. If the junior students can't get in, without new blood supplement, the resources can't keep up, and the college will be in crisis.

As for senior students, many of them are children of big families. They just hope to absorb more knowledge through the college. The demand for the college is dispensable.

In the clay, the tears twinkle, and Ye Feng's body interweaves with countless lines, which is very terrible. He has climbed to the top of Jiupin, and one foot has reached the level of emperor.

Once stepping into the divine emperor, Ye Feng will fall into a real bottleneck, and his skill can not be continued. It is necessary to find the mantra of Vajra as soon as possible.

However, the physical body can continue to break through, and cultivate the nine changes of gods and Demons first. When we find the mantra of Vajra, we can accumulate a lot.

Breaking through a nine grade God King, Ye Feng consumed tens of millions of Shenjing, which was so terrible that he was deeply shocked.

Leave the clay, the sky is already bright, today Ye Feng will go to the sixteen people to Shengfeng, to see who has the chance.

Sixteen people came to the college early and won the championship this time. Ye Feng rewarded one million Shenjing to help them improve their family situation.

This is what they deserve. Speaking of it, they helped Ye Feng win 4 billion yuan, and 16 talents shared tens of millions, which is not a lot.

With more than one million Shenjing, he bought a new house and spent more than one hundred thousand on Shenjing. After employing some servants and sixteen people, he can concentrate on cultivation.

And when they get to this level, they can go out at night to help others do simple tasks, and they can earn a lot of resources. From then on, they get rid of poverty.

"Follow me to the holy peak!"

Ye Feng's name is Shang Lu Ying. He is also a member of Taiji college and is qualified to go to Shengfeng.

Many people have been waiting under the holy peak. Every year it is the same. The champion is qualified to climb the holy peak and watch the monument.

When people from Taiji college came, they all got out of the way. The road to Shengfeng was a strange ladder, very old, with a thick layer of moss on it.

"Follow me!"

Ye Feng glanced at 16 people and found that they were also dignified. They didn't think they would experience this kind of good thing. However, last year, duanqing college won the championship, and no one succeeded.

Stepping up the stairs, Ye Feng feels a strange energy enveloping him, blocking his own pace and unable to move forward.

The body law works for a while, the feeling of exclusion disappears, and Ye Feng continues to walk up the steps step by step.

On the other hand, there was pressure on the faces of the 16 students. At the beginning, that kind of pressure appeared, which made every step of them very difficult.

Ye Feng didn't move forward quickly. Every few steps, his body stopped and tasted. It seemed that there was an invisible pattern flowing in the void, penetrating into his body.Renhuangbi suddenly moves, seems to be traction, want to fly out of Ye Feng's storage ring, immediately block it, use the breath of renhuangbi, Ye Feng's body pressure reduced a lot.

The people below are getting smaller and smaller. The holy peak is ten thousand feet high. It takes more than half a day to climb it. Some students can't hold on any longer. They stand in the same place and gasp.

"Don't try to be brave. If your body can't bear it, give up immediately to avoid hurting your inner organs!"

Ye Feng said to them, "don't force it. If you want to practice this thing, it's not good for you to go against the nature.".

Everyone nodded, and some people began to give up. As soon as they reached one-third of the way, their faces turned red. They couldn't bear it and had to go back the same way.

The number of people is getting smaller and smaller, and Lu Ying can't stick to it any more. In desperation, she has to go down the mountain. Only Ye Feng, who has no dust all the way, has reached half of the area.

"Look, Ye Feng has reached the mountainside. Last year, the tutor of duanqing college couldn't bear it. I don't know if ye Feng can surpass duanqing college this year."

Some people saw Ye Feng climb up the hillside and exclaimed.

"I don't think it's enough. For five years in a row, no one has been on the top of the holy peak. Unless he is the son of evil, he has a chance to go up."

For several years, everyone has failed, and no one has succeeded, even the emperor.

The stronger the strength is, the greater the pressure is. On the contrary, it is not conducive to going up.

There are more and more Dharma patterns floating around Ye Feng. The patterns of heaven and earth seem to be natural. Ye Feng sees dense inscriptions and entangles them on the walls around him, which is very ancient.

"What a mellow art of soul inscription!"

Ye Feng is secretly frightened. These are the soul inscriptions, because ye Feng is familiar with the spirit inscriptions in the sea of soul inscriptions, and the emperor's brush is also decomposing the breath, and the surrounding patterns begin to assimilate with Ye Feng.

The inscriptions poured into Ye Feng's body and were constantly absorbed by the talisman.

After tens of millions of years, some parts of the talisman have been damaged. They have been slowly repaired in Yefeng soul sea. A lot of runes are needed to repair the damaged parts.

These inscriptions are the best nourishment. They nourish the magic talisman crazily. Ancient talismans appear in the sea of Ye Feng's soul. The empty talismans depicted by Emperor Xingyu at that time are infinite and close to the existence of the magic talismans, which is also called the ancient talismans.

Sixteen students one by one go down, there is very little left. The most surprising thing is that Xiao Pang, like nobody, walks up step by step, even looks around.

This makes everyone faint, Ye Feng can go up just, after all, this time out of the limelight, is absolutely none of the existence.

But what kind of person is Xiao Pang? We all know that he is a person with incomplete mind. He can even go up.

Even Ye Feng is very curious, these inscriptions can not form any threat to Xiao Pang, even very intimate Xiao Pang, which makes Ye Feng very strange.

"Is Xiao Pang also a genius of Fu Dao?"

Ye Feng suddenly came up with a word. Maybe Xiao Pang is a master of depicting the way of Fu. He can only depict the empty Fu by going forward and abandoning his thoughts. Xiao Pang is undoubtedly the most suitable for this kind of condition.

"It seems that Xiao Pang's way of cultivation will be changed in the future!"

Looking at the mountain close at hand, Ye Feng plans to go back to try Xiao Pang's Fu Dao talent. Once the potential is very good, Ye Feng doesn't mind passing on his fu Dao knowledge to him.

Ye Feng's things also need to be inherited. He should carry forward some experience and skills, and inherit his own orthodoxy.

"Look, Ye Feng is going to the peak soon!"

Ye Feng in the eyes of the people, slowly up the mountain, has become a small point, Xiao Pang is only a few steps away from Ye Feng, and will soon reach the top of the mountain.

The next 15 students were all laughing bitterly. They didn't expect that Xiao Pang was the most dazzling genius among them.

Since ancient times, there has been no one who can climb the holy peak. In the future, there will be a chance to become a God Emperor, even a senior God Emperor.

Is xiaopang not really stupid, but wise as a fool, in real things, xiaopang can always be the only one.

A huge stele appeared, ten feet high, standing on the holy peak, with countless lines carved on it.

All kinds of words seem to be alive. They penetrate into Ye Feng's body. The smell of renhuang's pen is very intimate. It is estimated that there is the smell of Xingyu emperor on this holy monument.

"It's really the work of emperor Xingyu!"

Gently touching the lines on the stele, the talisman began to stir up and decompose into a more surging breath, and collided back and forth in Ye Feng's body, as if to rush out of Ye Feng's body.

The lines on the stele suddenly come to life, like giant dragons circling around Ye Feng, forming a scene of stone dragons watching the sea.

Those golden dragons, floating on the holy peak, are so beautiful that no one knows what happened.

"What's the matter? Why is it different this time? The monument seems to have changed a lot!"Some people with the color of horror, in previous years, some people go up, most of them are sitting cross legged in front of the monument, to understand the law.

But this time Ye Feng ascended the holy peak, causing the whole holy peak to shake, and countless golden lights soared into the sky.

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