Heaven Defying Dark Empress

"I don't agree!"

He howled dryly, his eyes scarlet.

Mu Tianyin walked away without looking back, leaving him with a shadow from behind.

Ji Xuan was about to go crazy, when he suddenly remembered something, his eyes lit up, "By the way, she must have known the avatar technique before." The more he thought about it, the more likely it was, and he turned to look at the teachers, "Yes , it must be like this!"

Not only the teachers, but even the disciples around him ignored him.

Is this guy here to be funny?

Every time the Xianyuan disciples audition competition, the spells presented are top-secret, only a few Neiyuan disciples have mastered, or have not yet been born, and even these display teachers only learned some time in advance, and even sometimes It was just created by several venerable adults!

Coupled with Ji Xuan's unreasonable troubles during Zongshu's interpretation, everyone is really disgusted by his open eyes and blindness now.

"You were all deceived by her!"

Ji Xuan looked around, but found that everyone looked at him strangely and sympathetically.

Can you not sympathize?

Poor, the abused are a little mentally disturbed.

Fang Zongzhi stood up, "Is there anyone else who wants to be assessed?"

The disciples were taken aback for a moment, shaking their heads like a rattle.

They're not that freaks!

"Then what are you still doing here? Are you sure you have learned it? If you learn it, you will take the test immediately!" Fang Zongzhi yelled loudly, and pointed to the disciples who were huddled together to watch the excitement, with a look of mourning his misfortune and angering him for not fighting.

All the disciples woke up as if they had just woken up from a dream, they all got up like rabbits, jumped up and scattered in a rush.

Forget about business!

Hundreds of disciples dispersed, but after a few breaths, Ji Xuan came out alone in the empty inner square, standing there like a pole, his hair disheveled in the wind.

Fang Zongzhi frowned, and when Ji Xuan was about to speak, he stretched out his hand to stop him, "It's only three things, if you talk nonsense and treat my majesty in Xianyuan as nothing, you don't have to stay any longer."

Ji Xuan's body froze suddenly, and his whole body froze instantly.

how so?

Fang Zongzhi's words were already extremely harsh. Even if Ji Xuan was so talented, he would not want to make trouble out of nothing and fear that the world would not be chaotic. This is simply a disaster.

As the home assessment teacher, if he persisted, it would not be difficult to expel a disciple with questionable conduct.

Ji Xuan also knew that the matter was serious. At this moment, he could only shut up, gritted his teeth, and suppressed the anger in his stomach. After nodding to the teachers with a stiff face, he turned and left.

Fang Zongzhi let out a long sigh, and looked back at the seat where You Qingyu had just sat, his eyes were deep and thoughtful.

Before the end of Xianyuan's disciple selection competition this year, it had already caused an unprecedented sensation in the cultivation world of Middle Earth. At the same time, Qingxuanmen and Luoxia Pavilion naturally also received the news.

Among the clouds and mist mountains, the cornices are fighting with each other.

Exquisite pavilions are dotted among the mountains.

While the other disciples were sweating profusely studying the techniques of the competition, Mu Tianyin was idle again.

During these seven days, she was still hanging around in the Sutra Pavilion. Naturally, such a good opportunity should not be wasted. The collection of books in Xianyuan is indeed astonishingly large and all-encompassing. She even found a small book of runes handouts.

Mu Tianyin was sitting on the ground with her back leaning against the bookshelf. At this time, she was reading a collection of fairy grass.

"Wuxin grass, two leaves and three flowers, white stem, fingertip thickness..." Mu Tianyin's eyes swept quickly, and she quickly glanced down, staying on the last few words, and murmured softly, "It can be refined." Dong Dan."

After that, there is no explanation on how to refine the elixir.

"What is Qi Dong Pill?" During this period of time, Mu Tianyin also found a problem.

The Sutra Pavilion in Xianyuan houses all kinds of scriptures and volumes. In these three floors alone, there are no less than a million volumes. But very few.

Only some of the gods, herbs and celestial medicines can be seen in concentration, but it is only a brief summary, and there is no detailed explanation at all.

"It seems that this alchemy sect is as secretive as the rune masters. Even Xianyuan can't collect the classics on alchemy." Mu Tianyin closed the scroll and sighed silently.

Alchemy, like runes, is extremely difficult to practice.

On the Middle Earth, there is no alchemist sect, and the few pills in the hands of the monks also flow from the northern desert and the Nanhai Daozhou, so they are very precious.

With a flick of Mu Tianyin's wrist, the grass jelly fluttered in the air, and fell back to the bookshelf several feet high to put away.

"I'm afraid it's almost the time." She looked up and looked outside.

Looking through the ten-foot-long horizontal lattice windows of the Sutra Pavilion, one can see the beauty of the setting sun all over the sky. Outside the window is a deep cliff, the soaring clouds and mists gradually quiet down, and the flowers, plants and ancient trees in the mountains are exposed.

Stretching her body, Mu Tianyin got up and walked out of the scripture storage pavilion.

The nearby mountain streams and waterfalls make the air here particularly pure, making people feel refreshed and exhausted.

When Mu Tianyin walked down the steps slowly, she suddenly saw several long rainbows piercing the sky, coming from the opposite mountain peak, but in the blink of an eye, they landed on the small jade square in front of the Sutra Pavilion, shaking the entire area. The world moved slightly.

There were three people, one of them was You Qingyu, whom Mu Tianyin knew.

The most eye-catching thing is the middle-aged man in the brown robe in the middle. He is burly and strong, with a square face with Chinese characters expressionless.

"Great Heavenly Venerable!"

Several disciples sweeping the building let go of their brooms, rushed up to him, and bowed respectfully to him.

Mu Tianyin raised her brows lightly, revealing an expression that was as expected.

Long Xiangtian, the great venerable of Xianyuan, the head of the nine venerables, has reached the peak of the five heavenly realms. Ziyan Daoist in the Dao Tribulation Period has a lifespan of two thousand years. It looks like a young man, but it is actually more than 1,700 years old!

Mu Tianyin couldn't help trembling secretly, the person in front of her was a real old monster.