Cultivating Immortals through Double Transmigration: The Horror World Becomes My Backyard

A thick yin energy emerged.

Everyone looked at the more than 20 thousand-year-old ghost kings behind Lu Ming, and suddenly felt their scalps tingling.

It turned out that they still underestimated Lu Ming's strength.

With this terrifying army of ghosts, all of them combined would not be enough to fill the gaps in their teeth.

The atmosphere on the fighting stage became solemn and depressing.

Just as the battle was about to break out, a terrifying pressure enveloped everyone present.

"Stop!"

The Great Master of the Great Yan Palace suddenly appeared in the air.

The oppressive atmosphere on the fighting stage instantly dissipated.

Everyone looked up at the sky, and when they saw that the person who came was the elder of the Great Yan Palace, they immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

"It should be fine now."

Everyone looked at Lu Ming in shock and fear.

The Great Master of the Great Yan Palace, looking at the situation on the fighting stage, understood everything in an instant.

"The Jixia Academy actually tolerated the rampant evildoers. Today, I will clean up the academy."

The great master of the incarnation raised his hand, and a terrifying might gathered in his palm.

Just as this palm that destroyed the world was about to fall, the whole purple bamboo forest was filled with a strong smell of alcohol.

"Liu Xi, are you looking for trouble again?"

A wine gourd appeared in front of Liu Xi.

He looked at the wine gourd in doubt.

He looked around and saw a gray-haired old man lying on the bamboo forest.

Seeing the old man, Liu Xi's expression was slightly condensed.

"Feng Wuliang, this matter has nothing to do with you!"

Dean Feng lay on the bamboo leaves and yawned.

"You want to attack the only child in my Yuhunyuan Temple. How can I just ignore this?"

"Is the demon kid below your disciple?"

Liu Xi's face turned extremely ugly.

The name Feng Wuliang may be forgotten now.

But in the past, it can be said that he was the nightmare of his peers.

Even though he hadn't seen him for hundreds of years, he still couldn't help having nightmares when he faced this person again.

"No, I won't accept him as my disciple."

Dean Feng reached out to take the wine gourd back, raised his head and took a sip of wine, then added:"I'm not qualified." As soon as these words came out, everyone looked at Lu Ming in surprise. How extraordinary must the talent be for someone who can make a great cultivator of the Spiritual Transformation say that he is not qualified to be accepted?

Lu Ming looked at the unkempt Dean Feng, and his heart warmed. Of course, he knew what the old man meant by"not qualified".

It was not as they thought in their hearts that his talent was too good and Dean Feng could not teach him.

It was because of an incident in the past that made the old man completely become what he is now, so he said he was not qualified.

As for what Dean Feng had experienced, Lu Ming had never asked, and would not ask.

For Dean Feng, this incident was a scar in his heart.

He didn't want to reveal it.

Lu Ming only knew one thing, that when he was in danger, Dean Feng would definitely take action.

In the past, Lu Ming was timid because he had no backing and there were too many things to consider when doing things.

Now that he has joined the Yuhun Academy, he knows that he will have a backer in the future.

That's why he was so deadly today.

Dean Feng glanced at Lu Ming and curled his lips

"You little bastard, why don't you put your things away?"

"Yes, Dean."

Lu Ming opened his mouth and put away all the ghost kings behind him.

He removed the thunder ball that was wrapped around Cang Hai Liu, put his hands into his sleeves, slowly came to Dean Feng, and looked at the master of the transformation spirit named Liu Xi.

Liu Xi had a gloomy face, and landed in front of the seriously injured and dying Cang Hai Liu, and quickly took out the healing pill and fed it to him.

"What a cruel method!"

Liu Xi looked at the disciple who was highly expected by the sect being beaten into this state, the anger in his chest burned fiercely, and he looked at Dean Feng angrily. Dean

Feng sneered:"You Dayan Palace are not good enough, so you blame my disciples for being too strong. After so many years, the rubbish still hasn't improved at all."

"Feng Wuliang, don't go too far!"

Liu Xi pointed his sword at Dean Feng, and his aura kept surging.

The disciples who were building their foundation felt that it was very difficult to breathe, and the spiritual energy in their bodies stopped flowing.

Dean Feng looked at Liu Xi with a fake smile.

"You want to fight me?"

"Why not!"

Liu Xi couldn't help it.

Hundreds of years ago, he heard that Feng Wuliang suffered a serious injury.

He just took this opportunity to avenge the humiliation of that year.

The two great masters of the transformation of the spirit confronted each other, but it was hard for the foundation-building disciples around them.

Their bodies trembled, and some of them couldn't even stand the pressure and fell to their knees.

Jin Longzi and several others gritted their teeth and persisted.

Suddenly, a gentle force swept away all the oppressive aura.

Dean Feng and Liu Xi looked at the top of the Wudao Academy at the same time.

"Have you two had enough of the fight? Why do you two need to fight in a fight between juniors? Just disperse."

The voice of the old man in green came down.

Dean Feng and Liu Xi looked at each other and snorted at the same time.

Liu Xi left with the seriously injured Cang Hailiu.

Dean Feng glanced at Lu Ming and shook his head helplessly.

""Let's go, brat. If you stay any longer, the banquet won't be held."

After saying that, he was about to take Lu Ming away.

Unexpectedly, the voice of the old man in green came again.

"Lu Ming is coming to Wudao Academy, and Dean Feng is going back first.

Dean Feng frowned and turned to look at Lu Ming.

"Be smart when you get to the Enlightenment Academy. I am not yet a match for the green-robed old man. If you are wronged, just bear with it. When I break through, we will settle the score."

Reaching out and patting Lu Ming on the shoulder, Dean Feng disappeared on the spot.

Lu Ming touched his nose, and under the gaze of everyone, he displayed the great freedom and carefree magical power and came to the Enlightenment Academy along the mountain road. The

Enlightenment Academy is the most mysterious department in the entire academy.

The Enlightenment Academy never participates in the three-yearly student recruitment.

Only the people in the Enlightenment Academy bring back a seedling they recognize from outside every year.

Because the Enlightenment Academy does not practice exercises or magical powers.

It only uses the body of a mortal to comprehend the power of heaven and earth.

If one can comprehend the great Dao, he can soar into the sky, otherwise he will die of old age.

��The old man in green was the dean of Wudao Academy. When he was over 70 years old, he realized the truth and reached the peak of the out-of-body state, becoming the first person in Jixia Academy.

Standing at the gate of Wudao Academy, Lu Ming straightened his clothes and came to the peach garden with a heavy heart.

He saw the old man in green sitting facing the peach tree in the courtyard. His thin back gave people the feeling that he could support the world.

"Come in and sit down"

""I dare not."

Lu Ming walked into the yard and did not sit down. Instead, he stood there and waited quietly.

"Hehe. The old man in green smiled, but he didn't turn around. Instead, he looked up at the peach tree."Do you think I will punish you?"

Lu Ming didn't answer.

But for what he did, he would most likely be punished.

The old man in green shook his head slightly, stood up and sat down at the stone table.

This time, he didn't let Lu Ming sit down. Instead, he poured a glass of water and looked at Lu Ming gently.

"Why should I punish you?"

Lu Ming's heart moved, and he immediately became confused.

Is it really not a punishment for me?

He was doubtful in his heart, and his footsteps remained still.

The green-clothed old man smiled.

"Although the magic you cast was not inherited from my academy, you are a disciple of my academy. As a disciple of the academy, you have the obligation to protect the honor of the academy. You have done a good job and should be rewarded."

Lu Ming was a little stunned.

At this time, he really realized how powerful the identity of a disciple of the academy was.

The old man in green stroked his beard and pointed at the opposite

"Can I sit down now?"

Lu Ming was stunned for a moment and hurriedly bowed.

"Thank you, old man in green."

The old man in green poured a cup of tea and placed it in front of Lu Ming.

"Although you did a good job, you went too far. In a duel, you should stop when you are done. If there is a life-and-death feud, it is okay to kill. It is not a conscious act to cause such consequences over a small quarrel."