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Mu Qingyun raised his head and glanced at the sky, his expression turned cold.

He stretched out his hand and slashed twice with his sword, but the barrier did not move.

Mu Qingyun stopped completely now, and the dean and others also followed.

Seeing that Ruoyin finally took action to keep the person alive, the dean breathed a sigh of relief.

With a smile on his face now, he introduced: "This is the newly found Holy Son in our Holy Courtyard."

The Holy Son of the Holy Court? !

Why is this man's strength so terrifying?

Mu Qingyun cast his eyes on Ruoyin. He couldn't see this person's cultivation at all.

Venerable Xuanhe glanced at Mu Qingyun calmly and said, "Venerable Qingyun, since you are here, let's take a good stroll around Lanyin Holy Academy."

"I would be happy to invite you to sit in my elegant home."

Yaju?

Xie Muyun couldn't help but twitch his lips when he thought of that cabin. It was indeed Yaju.

Mu Qingyun snorted.

Su Qingwan was held in Ruoyin's arms. She quickly reacted and began to struggle in Ruoyin's arms.

"Let me go!" Su Qingwan shouted angrily.

Ruoyin lowered his eyes and glanced at her, raised an eyebrow, and then quickly let go of Su Qingwan's hand on her waist.

Su Qingwan didn't expect Ruoyin to really let go, so she stumbled and became even more angry.

She couldn't help but glare at Ruoyin.

"you!"

"Miss Su." Ruoyin's smiling eyes fell on Su Qingwan, but there was not much smile in his eyes: "If Miss Su gets everything she wants, it will be annoying."

With one word, Su Qingwan was discouraged.

Although Ruoyin seems to have a good temper on the surface, sometimes his smile is scarier than a person who doesn't smile.

Su Qingwan pursed her lips.

Even the master couldn't beat him. Secretly, Su Qingwan didn't want Ruoyin to have a bad impression of her.

The world always admires the strong more.

The trial was interrupted by Su Qingwan and Xie Muyun. Now the only ones with tokens are Xie Muyun, Xie Wanjun, Wei Jingming and Su Qingwan.

Naturally, Su Qingwan's tokens no longer count.

For a person who has no academy in her eyes and heart, it is natural that the token cannot be on her body.

Therefore, it is tentatively decided that only three people can enter the Holy Court now, and the remaining two people can only be chosen later.

Despite this, the disciples were still full of resentment.

This is not fair to them at all. The cultivation levels of Xie Muyun and Su Qingwan have reached a level that defies the heavens. Under such extreme light, the light of others has long been covered up.

However, this is a competition, and it cannot be said to be fair or unfair.

*

Inside the main hall.

The dean, all the teachers, Venerable Xuanhe and people from the Gong family are all here.

Mu Qingyun and Su Qingwan stood on the other side of the main hall, and on the other side stood Xie Muyun, Wei Jingming, and Xie Wanjun.

"Dean, since the inheritance of the Holy Academy has been assigned to someone else, what's the point of me, No. 1, getting it?"

Xie Muyun took out the token in his hand, placed it in a circle in front of everyone, and then hung it casually on his fingertips.

Originally, this matter did not need to be made public at all. Su Qingwan had already been determined to be No. 1, so there would not be so many things.

However, under the crisis, the dean had to preserve the inheritance first.

After this incident, the prestige of the college dropped, and I don’t know when the college’s prestige in the hearts of the disciples will be restored.

The dean touched his nose in embarrassment: "I was confused about this matter, and I will find a way to compensate you."

"But you can still take care of this No. 1 for now."

The dean said: "In one year's time, it will be the day when the five major colleges will organize trials, and there will be generous rewards."

"The college is going to send you there, don't worry, as for the compensation, it will only be more, not less."

The dean decided to appease Xie Muyun first, "Besides, there are many good things in Qingyu Pavilion."

"I allow you to bring two things out of it."

The Qingyu Pavilion of Lanyin Saint Academy contains many secret books and treasures.

However, the college has strict controls and will only allow people in when seats are awarded.

Bringing two things out was already the biggest step back that the dean had ever made.

The token stopped spinning on Xie Muyun's fingertips. She slowly took it back, looked at Ruoyin and said, "What do you think of the Holy Son?"

Ruoyin and Xie Muyun looked at each other, and their eyes collided. After a long time, Ruoyin smiled slowly and said: "This matter was unexpected by this Holy Son. I can teach you for three months when you get to the Holy Court."

Just now, the Holy Son Ruoyin showed amazing strength. His strength was able to compete with Mu Qingyun, and he even vaguely wanted to overpower Mu Qingyun.

Having him teach me for three months is a huge advantage!

Xie Wanjun and Wei Jingming both looked happy.

When the benefits are over, enough is enough.

Xie Muyun curled his lips: "Then I'll thank the Holy Son."

The head of the Gong family couldn't stand hearing it anymore. He looked at the dean sharply: "Dean, is this the end of my son's matter?"

The dean frowned: "Master Gong, you have just discussed your matter. If you really think that Jing'an was plotted by Xie Muyun, you only need to produce evidence."

"There will be someone in the academy who will do justice to this."

"But, what you are talking about is the matter within the secret realm of the Star Map. At that time, let alone the fact that you have no evidence in your hands, even Xie Muyun has not entered Lanyin Saint Academy, so naturally it is not under the control of the academy."

"Second, you said that it was Xie Muyun who sold Jing'an into a brothel. You are baseless. Do you want to provide evidence?"

"That's enough." Gong Jing'an said with a frosty face, "I know clearly whether it is true or not."

"Dean." Gong Jing'an shook his robe, cupped his fists, and bent slightly towards the dean: "Please help me, dean, to see if I can repair my meridians."

Gong Jing'an didn't want to become a waste at all.

The dean hesitated and looked at the old man next to him.

He is already the most powerful alchemist in the academy.

The old man stroked his beard, walked towards Gong Jing'an, and felt for Gong Jing'an's pulse.

After a long time, the old man frowned, and it took him a long time to release his hand from Gong Jing'an's pulse.

"Your meridians were first soaked in the water of the chalcedony pool, and then were crushed and reshaped again using strong and overbearing spiritual power."

"To be repaired..."

The old man shook his head slowly, "It's difficult. It's getting harder."

"Your Majesty, is there no other way?"

The head of the Gong family is anxious. Gong Jing'an is his most outstanding son and will be the successor to the head of the family. There is no better heir in the family than Gong Jing'an.

If he were to be crippled so easily, then the resources spent on him and the investment over the years would not all have been in vain!

The old man thought for a while and said: "There is a way, but the probability is a bit low."

When the head of the Gong family heard this, his eyes lit up: "What can we do?"

The old man glanced at Xie Muyun and said, "Find a woman with god-level wood spirit roots, fellow practitioner."