The Ancient Vast Realm

"This subordinate knows something. His Highness has been in the Dao Palace Realm for these years and rarely returns to the palace, but this time he has been here for a longer time than before."

If it were someone else, the guard would not say so much, but he knew the relationship between the man in front of him and his own son, so he would not hide anything and immediately told almost everything he knew.

"Dao Palace Realm... That's right..."

Hearing the guard's words, Feng Xuan was stunned, and then he showed a look of sudden realization.

He had forgotten about this. If his senior brother was not in the palace, it was more likely that he was in the Dao Palace Realm. Feng Xuan had not forgotten that even though Yin Mo was no longer the master of the primary school, he was still one of the top ten lecturers of an intermediate school, and his status was even higher than before.

Feng Xuan did not choose to enter the Moyu Palace again, but turned and flew towards the teleportation altar.

As Feng Xuan crossed several teleportation arrays and came to the Dao Palace Realm, he looked at the mountains between heaven and earth, and the white cranes and phoenixes flying comfortably on the mountainside surrounded by clouds, and his heart was inexplicably calm.

The Dao Palace Realm still looked so peaceful, as if no matter how the outside world fought, this world would always be filled with a comfortable and harmonious atmosphere. This is a world of academic research.

Feng Xuan looked around and did not move immediately. He stood there and thought about it. He searched in the space for a while, turned his hand, and took out an old mountain ginseng that was like white jade, as long as a palm, and as thick as a baby's fist.

This is an old mountain ginseng with medicinal properties of three or four hundred years. If the medicinal properties are more sufficient, it can be called a spiritual medicine.

This is the lowest-grade herb in the space that Feng Xuan has searched. Feng Xuan doesn't know when he put it in the ring.

For him now, herbs below the spiritual medicine grade are no longer of any value. Even the medicinal properties of ordinary spiritual medicines are like chicken ribs to him and can hardly be of any use.

Feng Xuan held the old mountain ginseng and shook it on the edge of the cliff. His action immediately attracted the attention of several spiritual birds, which flew towards him.

Suddenly, a white crane with the largest body and wings four or five feet long flew out from the mountainside, and drove away the other spiritual birds domineeringly, and landed on the edge of the cliff where Feng Xuan was with high momentum.

Seeing this scene, Feng Xuan smiled slightly, and did not care about the other party's domineering behavior. When the white crane approached, he also handed over the old mountain ginseng in his hand.

Sure enough, seeing the mountain ginseng in Feng Xuan's hand up close and feeling the spirituality contained in it, the white crane's eyes suddenly lit up, and its huge head immediately came forward intimately and gently rubbed Feng Xuan's arm.

"Take me to the No. 8 Academy, is it okay?"

Feng Xuan looked at the white crane, which seemed to have been psychic, and fed the mountain ginseng in his hand into its mouth, smiled lightly and patted its slender neck gently.

The white crane was not in a hurry to swallow the ginseng first, but listened to Feng Xuan's words first. After Feng Xuan finished speaking, it held the ginseng in its mouth and tilted its head to think about it. It seemed to understand Feng Xuan's words and then nodded to Feng Xuan, then raised its head and swallowed the ginseng in one gulp.

Feng Xuan was not surprised by this scene. Although these spiritual birds in the Dao Palace Realm were not powerful bloodline spiritual beasts, they had accumulated a lot of spiritual energy over the years in this atmosphere. Although some spiritual birds were only in the spiritual realm, their spiritual intelligence was almost comparable to some wild beasts.

Riding on the white crane, Feng Xuan rested his arms behind his head and lay comfortably on the wide back of the white crane. He seemed like a feather, rising and falling slightly with the soaring of the white crane.

Along the way, various strange condensation techniques and even flying objects flew past Feng Xuan from time to time. The people on them couldn't help but look at Feng Xuan curiously when they saw Feng Xuan like this.

However, when these people saw Feng Xuan, who had not even put on the robes of the academy, but had an extraordinary demeanor, they naturally knew that he must be a palace boy of extraordinary status, so no one dared to disturb Feng Xuan's state of mind.

Feng Xuan had never been to the No. 8 academy and did not know how to get there. Although he could ask some people in the academy, he was not in a hurry to get there, so he let the white crane carry him and fly slowly.

However, this flight was slightly beyond Feng Xuan's expectations. From the white fog in the early morning until the sunset, Feng Xuan saw a huge palace on the top of a nearly ten thousand feet high mountain under the setting sun in the sky.

In the red dusk, this huge palace seemed like a god quietly suppressing the giant mountain, watching the tides of heaven and earth.

"Yi-yi"

The white crane did not dare to approach the ten thousand feet high mountain directly, but circled in the clouds and mist, making a cry from its mouth.

Feng Xuan understood that this was a hint that Bai He didn't dare to approach any further, and his goal was also this place.

In front of the palace, a stone tablet with eight characters carved on it stood upright, indicating that this was the destination of Feng Xuan's trip.

Feng Xuan saw that at the gate of the palace, unlike the primary school where there were all the sorcerers in gray and white robes everywhere, here there were almost all the monks in black robes slowly coming in and out, and only a few white-robed monks followed behind these black-robed monks, perhaps acting as assistants.

"Thank you, go ahead, no need to wait for me"

Looking at this huge palace, Feng Xuan gently patted the body of Bai He under his feet, and as his body flew up, a spiritual fruit also fell from mid-air towards Bai He.

With his sharp eyes, Bai He saw at a glance the spiritual fruit whose spiritual energy was still on top of the old mountain ginseng. He happily swallowed it into his mouth, glanced at Feng Xuan's retreating back with reluctance, and then slapped it happily. Flying away with wings.

As Feng Xuan slowly landed in front of the palace gate, he saw a wave-like barrier in front of the huge portal, which obviously restricted entry and exit.

Feng Xuan did not force his way in. In this place, even as a son of the first palace, he would not dare to act recklessly. Feng Xuan also knew that he did not have the authority to enter this academy.

"Young man, if you just want to take a look at the appearance of the intermediate school, then stop here. Only wizards who have reached the black witch realm can enter and exit the intermediate school at will. Otherwise, you must have a warrant. Enter it, otherwise you won’t be able to do it even if you are a certain prince.”

Just when Feng Xuan was looking around, somewhat helpless, he saw a kind-faced old man in black robe slowly walking from behind him, obviously seeing his purpose.

Feng Xuan looked at this black-robed elder whom he had never met before, and quickly bowed his hands and said:

"Hello, elder, my name is Feng Xuan. I am here to find my senior brother, but I don't know how to enter the academy or inform my senior brother?"