My wife is a sword god

Is there such a thing?

Qin Feng's eyes widened.

The ability of double pupils was like a cheat for him. He had always wanted to find out the reason for his strange pupils, but he had read countless books and none of them mentioned anything about his pupils.

Then he just listened to the white shadow slowly telling the story.

At the beginning of chaos, there was no sky or earth, no sun or moon, and there was a mixture of things, which was born before heaven and earth, and was called Yuanshi Yiqi.

Tao was born from nothingness, and then from one qi, yin and yang were produced. Yin and yang were combined to form three bodies, and the three bodies gave birth to all things.

"The Yuanshi Qi, also known as the Xiantian Qi, is the origin of all things and the foundation of cultivation. However, with the changes in the world, this Xiantian Qi has also transformed into other forms and scattered between heaven and earth.

But some people are gifted with innate Qi, which circulates between their flesh and blood and turns into some supernatural powers in their bodies.

If I am not mistaken, your eyes are the result of the condensation of the Xiantian Qi."

Qin Feng suddenly realized that the reason why his eyes were so magical was because of the so-called Xiantian Qi.

"But that's not right. According to the saints, the Xiantian Qi is hidden in the flesh and blood at birth. Why didn't the original owner show any clues after being mediocre for more than ten years?

Until I came here, I found it?" Qin Feng was quite confused.

He wanted to ask, but was afraid that his secret as a time traveler would be exposed, so even though he was curious, he gritted his teeth and swallowed the question back.

"By the way, senior, how should I address you?"

The white shadow raised his head slightly, as if recalling something: "My name is shackled by the heaven and earth. Even if I tell you, you can't pronounce it. Just call me Xuan Yi."

"Then I'll still call you Senior Xuan. May I ask if Senior Xuan's soul is still attached to the world, but do you have any wishes that need to be entrusted to future generations to fulfill?

Although my ability is limited, I am willing to contribute a little to you." Qin Feng was sincere.

The shadow of Xuan Yi shook slightly and faded a little.

Qin Feng felt sad when he saw this. It must be that the residual soul of the saint had not much power left, and there was not much time left for him to stay in the world.

When he thought of Senior Xuan sacrificing himself, sealing the heaven and earth, and repelling the ancient gods and demons, in the end, except for the name of a saint, he didn't even leave his name.

Qin Feng felt quite uncomfortable.

The white shadow said lightly: "Tell me, what is the current situation of the human race?"

The soul was about to dissipate in the world, but Senior Xuan was still thinking about the survival of the human race. Qin Feng felt a sense of respect.

Then, he told the current situation of the human race.

Seeing Senior Xuan's shadow getting fainter and fainter, he was afraid that Senior Xuan's soul would disappear halfway through.

Fortunately, the other party finally insisted on listening to all the words.

"Good." Xuan Yi uttered a word lightly, and the clear air echoed in Qin Feng's sea of ​​​​mind.

In ancient times, the human race was weak and the method of cultivation was imperfect.

Only a few people had the same power as him to fight against powerful ghosts and gods.

But in Qin Feng's oral narration, Xuan Yi seemed to have seen the future of the human race. Even if the seal of heaven and earth was unlocked again, even if he and his old friends no longer existed in this world, the human race still had the power to fight!

Isn't this exactly the situation he hoped to see before his death?

As the word "good" fell, Xuan Yi's figure also dissipated little by little like a firefly.

Qin Feng's eyes turned red when he saw this.

He understood that Senior Xuan must have fulfilled his wish and the last strength of his soul disappeared, so he could no longer remain in the world.

Seeing that the white shadow on the platform of inquiry was completely gone, Qin Feng knelt on his knees and choked up, "Senior Xuan, please rest assured to leave. Even if ghosts and gods come back to the world again, we will definitely have a way to survive."

As soon as the voice fell, a voice suddenly sounded: "Leave, what leave?"

Hmm?

Qin Feng couldn't believe his ears. He slowly raised his head and saw that the white shadow of Senior Xuan, who should have dissipated, was condensed again?

"Well, I thought it was because Senior Xuan's soul power dissipated, so he disappeared. After all, you said so before."

"My residual soul may dissipate at any time, but as long as I rely on the innate Qi in your eyes, I can survive for another hundred years. This is why I left my humble home with you."

A hundred years, isn't that longer than my life? Come on, return my previous touch. Qin Feng's eyelids twitched.

"But my residual soul power is indeed too weak, so I fall into a deep sleep from time to time, which is why I haven't appeared before."

After the voice fell, the white shadow pointed his finger, and a crystal clear white light bead appeared on the heart-searching platform.

"If you want to find me, you can touch this white bead, and then I will show up."

After leaving these words, Xuan Yi's shadow disappeared again, leaving only a floating white bead in the original place.

Just at this moment, someone stepped into the room, and Qin Feng's consciousness also withdrew from the sea of ​​consciousness. He looked sideways and saw Liu Jianli, dressed in white, approaching with tea sets in hand.

"I heard from Ningshuang that you have been teaching almost from morning to night in the school these days, so I specially made a pot of tea for you." Liu Jianli lifted the hair by her ear and opened her red lips slightly.

"Thank you." Qin Feng took the teacup, blew a breath, and drank it slowly.

His thoughts also returned to the present from Senior Xuan: "Now there are more and more students in the Poor Academy, and I am indeed a little overwhelmed by myself."

Perhaps because of too many lectures, Qin Feng's voice was slightly hoarse.

Liu Jianli listened, with a trace of distress in his eyes.

"Why can't we find more people to teach? When I was in the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, many disciples of the sect were not taught by just one person, the master of the Sword Peak."

"Huh?" Qin Feng's eyes lit up. Yes, it's clear to all observers. Why didn't I think of recruiting more teachers for the Humble Academy?

He immediately stood up, hugged Liu Jianli beside him, and said excitedly: "Madam, you really woke me up."

Liu Jianli Xia Fei's cheeks, even though they have been married for a long time, even if they are husband and wife, she still feels a little at a loss every time like this, but the tenderness in her eyes cannot be removed.

"I'd love it if I could help you."

"Of course it helped me, and it was a big favor."

However, the method was available, but Qin Feng was stumped as to where to find the teacher.

The great cadres worshiped martial arts, and the literary and sage orthodoxy was inherently weak, so there were naturally fewer people who could teach and educate people.

Of course, he could go to Haowen Academy to find a few, but it would definitely not be that easy.

After all, there are too many people in Haowen Academy who have high aspirations, and most of them may be like the young man named Li, who admire the powerful.

Letting such people come to teach in a poor academy is not a blessing to the academy, but a disaster to the academy.

"Is there anyone I can trust and bring to the academy successfully?"

When thinking like this, Qin Feng's eyes lit up, and the figures of the two people appeared in his mind.