Cultivation of Life Winner

After Huang Mao came out of the world in the painting, what he saw was a dozen or so unconscious people lying here and there in the examination hall of the painting academy.After testing his breath, no one died, but there were quite a few seriously injured.

Huang Mao subconsciously touched the storage ring on his hand, Huang Quantu, it seemed that it was not as easy to control as he had understood before.If that kind of sudden situation appeared when he was fighting with others, it would definitely be beyond redemption.

Just as Huang Mao put away his thoughts about Huangquan Tu, the gate of the painting hall suddenly slammed, and it immediately fell apart.Huang Mao was startled, and looked intently, but there was an old man in black standing quietly at the door.

The old man was thin and lifeless, his breath was quiet, and he only stared at Huang Mao with a pair of cold eyes.Huang Mao recognized at a glance that this person was a type of corpse chief, after all, he himself had once been a corpse chief.However, this corpse leader is a bit special, it should be refined by a special method of sacrificial refining, and it has retained most of the memory and cultivation level in front of him, but it is a pity that he has no independent thinking and can only be controlled by others. Kui.

The corpse leader's eyes are too cold, if Huang Mao is an ordinary mortal with no cultivation base at this moment, if his heart is not strong enough, he will be so scared that he will have a serious illness.

However, Huang Mao also knew that the leader of the corpse was being controlled by someone, and his cold eyes were caused by his own constitution, so there should be no malice towards him.Otherwise, it's not as if you haven't done it yet.

"You...don't leave." After a while, the black-robed old man spoke dryly, and then stopped talking, just staring at Huang Mao.

Huang Mao touched his nose in embarrassment, but took a few steps back honestly, then sat down cross-legged and began to adjust his breath.He is currently in the late stage of alchemy, and he is only one step away from the great perfection of alchemy.Speaking of it, the progress of cultivation in this life is considered slow.But this is also due to pride and his previous cultivation.

He possesses a variety of skills, and even has a lot of supernatural powers.After conceiving a baby, all these must be taken into consideration, and the growth of cultivation base may slow down by then.

Huang Mao's mind was full of thoughts, arranging his future plans.And the black dog lay obediently at Huang Mao's feet, only occasionally opening his eyelids, his dark eyes revealed a look of laziness.

The old man in black robe ignored the wounded all over the ground, seeing Huang Mao secretly adjusting his breath, he stood outside the door, just staring at Huang Mao.As for the black-skinned puppy, the strange thing was that he didn't seem to notice it.

Huang Mao waited for an hour.

An hour later, a white light suddenly shot from a distance.The old man in black robe moved his hand, and the white light stayed in the palm of his hand obediently.

Huang Mao opened his eyes, and in the palm of the old man was a messenger talisman.I don't know what was written in the talisman, but after reading it, the old man said: "Come with me, the dean wants to see you."

Huang Mao's eyes moved, he obediently got up from the ground, and obediently followed behind the old man.Huang Mao was self-aware of making such a big commotion.Although he thinks he has a lot of cards, but in this case, it's better to take a look first.

After getting on the huge golden crane, the old man moved his right hand, and a black cyclone immediately flew towards Huang Mao.Huang Mao didn't move at all, the black cyclone circled Huang Mao, but turned into a shield to protect Huang Mao.

Only when the old man in black robe read a strange pronunciation from his mouth, the giant golden crane slowly flapped its wings.In an instant, the sky changed color, and the powerful air flow was accompanied by violent spiritual energy. According to Huang Mao's current physical strength, he could still feel a faint stinging pain.

Huang Mao suddenly thought of an ancient prose he had learned before, which said that there was a fish in the Northern Darkness, and its name was Kun.The Kun is so big, I don't know how many thousands of miles away it is.It turns into a bird, its name is Peng.Peng's back, I don't know how many thousands of miles away it is, and it flies away in anger, its wings are like clouds hanging from the sky.From the current point of view, this golden giant crane is probably not too far behind.

But after Huang Mao and the others left, the original examination place of the painting academy became completely chaotic.However, in the assessment place of the Qin Academy, several disciples hurried to their elders from the outer court to report what happened in detail.

The Qin Academy is the most unlucky thing to say, in recent years it has been inactive, and there are no outstanding talents.Although taller than short.But there is a saying that there is a huge difference between talent and genius.Not to mention, those peerless talents who are really called monsters.

This time, Yuluo Academy has been enrolling students on a large scale for quite a long time.Over at the academy, a Liu Kuang was born out of nowhere. Although his aptitude was somewhat different from that of a peerless talent, he was still considered a little monster.

At the painting academy, Lan Caidie was slightly weaker than Liu Kuang in talent, but the difference was not much.It is the Lianqi Academy, it is said that the old boy Lie Yang got a shitty luck and took in an apprentice with a pretty good talent, this time he is just waiting to show off.

Pity their Qin Academy, this time it has been reduced to the bottom of the list again.A group of old men who were usually immortal were silently gritting their teeth and cursing, when they suddenly heard such explosive news, they felt bad all of a sudden.If the news from these disciples is true, then this kid is a real monster.It's going to be cheaper for the other three courtyards, so annoying!

But then I thought about it, everyone wants to grab such a person, maybe there will be a fight, but you can go and see the excitement.With such an idea, it can be regarded as having fun in bitterness, reflecting that the old men of Qinyuan decided to form a group to watch the fun.

At this time, outside the mountain gate of the inner courtyard of Yuluo Academy, Huang Mao was lifted by the old man in black and flew down from the giant golden crane.Looking at the scene in front of him, Huang Mao couldn't help but marvel at the background of the boundless world.He thought Yuluo Academy was the most down-to-earth sect of cultivating the mind, but he was wrong.

The outer courtyard may be very down-to-earth and located in the secular world, but the real inner courtyard is actually in a small world!In other words, what he saw in the outer courtyard and the inner courtyard among the mountains in the distance was simply an illusion.

The small world is the Taoist temple of ancient power, and there are not many left.And most of the leftovers, the small world has long been broken, and there is no place for people to live in it.

But now in this small world, the law is complete, and the spiritual energy of the world is several times stronger than that of the outside world.Even if it is placed in the boundless world, this place should be regarded as a real paradise.

"Why, a little surprised?" The old man said after taking the crane.

Huang Mao nodded.

"I'll get used to it in the future, come with me." The old man grabbed Huang Mao's collar and immediately turned into a gust of wind and went away.

Huang Mao wanted to struggle at first, but found that his cultivation had been suppressed to the foundation building stage here!The whole body's spiritual energy can't be mobilized, and the sense of oppression is very strong.After a little thought, Huang Mao understood that this place is a complete ancient small world, and naturally has its own special laws.

Now, it was as if his body had a rejection reaction, and it was difficult for him to adapt for a while, so the suppression was so great.The old man in black robe should have known this would happen, so he just picked him up and ran away.

Speeding all the way, the houses on the road were well arranged, and Huang Mao vaguely noticed that the seats seemed to be arranged according to a certain formation.

Along the way, Huang Mao was not idle, but was studying the vague formations. It was not until the black-robed old man's dry voice that he arrived that he woke Huang Mao from his thoughts.

The main hall is majestic and majestic. On the opposite side of the seemingly endless pure white stairs, an old man is standing far away with a floating dust in his hand.And beside him, there are many old people.Each of them focused their eyes on Huang Mao the moment he appeared.

Huang Mao couldn't help shivering. These old men probably don't have any special hobbies.

"You, come up." The old man in the lead raised his head slightly, looked at Huang Mao with encouragement and expectation.

And the moment his voice fell, the old man in black robe suddenly disappeared. Even Huang Mao didn't catch a trace of the other party's departure.

"Tell me, how will he come up? How long will it take?" Nan Shanzi looked at Huang Mao excitedly and asked.

"No matter how he came up, he is from my academy." The woman in the palace costume darkened and said displeasedly.

But Huang Mao didn't know that at this moment, the people on the stairs, except those on the Qinyuan side, were almost more nervous than Huang Mao.