Mystic God-level Emperor System

Wen Xiaoyang was about to speak, but Mo Zimo smiled and patted her shoulder and said to Su Han:

"War does kill people, and these casualties are still within the allowable range of Beicang Mountain.

However, Instructor Su was right about one thing. The human blood in the Asahi Kingdom was indeed not very pure.

Their ancestors seemed to be inextricably linked to a race called the Faceless Clan in the Earthly Immortal Realm.

Let’s not dwell on this matter anymore. Teacher Su will return to the Holy City in the future, so remember to come to the Seven Stars Academy as a guest. "

After saying this, Mo Zimo left with Wen Xiaoyang and others.

The martial arts arena suddenly became empty, leaving only Guiyi Academy.

"Finally they're all gone."

Yue Qiu breathed a sigh of relief, and suddenly felt a tingling sensation in his heart, and subconsciously touched it.

"Instructor Yue, are you injured?"

Su Han glanced at Yue Qiu and said suddenly.

"Instructor Su, before we came here, Instructor Gongsun from Confucius Academy suggested that the instructors also compete with each other.

Instructor Yue was injured by Instructor Kong Fan. "

Ruolan has no quiet way.

"Kong Fan?"

Su Han frowned slightly, "Kong Fan doesn't seem to be your opponent."

"His Kong family has a great career and has accumulated a lot of knowledge over the years. He also learned the Confucian mantra, which is where I fell into trouble.

This is the ninth-grade martial art created by Quasi-Sage Haoran. If Quasi-Sage Haoran is promoted to a saint in the future, this may be his authority as a saint and the destiny of our human race. "

Yue Qiu said.

Su Han nodded slightly. To become a quasi-sage, one must have two skills.

With a thought in his mind, Su Han smiled at Yue Qiu and others: "Since you are here, stay here for a while, and I will go back to the Holy City with you, just in time for the students of the academy to compete and communicate with the geniuses of my country. Ichiban.”

Of course, Yue Qiu and the other Dharma teachers had no objection. The students from Guiyi Academy had wanted to stay for a while, so they were a little surprised when they heard this.

The other students from the academy were there before, and they always felt uncomfortable. Now that those people are gone, this is their instructor Su's territory again, and the air suddenly feels a little sweeter.

"Su, senior brother Su..."

Everyone looked at Yun Ruozhu, secretly thinking that it was indeed true. It seemed that Yun Ruozhu had a very good relationship with their mentor Su in the lower world, and they were also peers.

Thinking of this, they looked at Yun Ruozhu differently.

Seeing Su Han looking at him, Yun Ruozhu bowed and said, "Thank you for your help, Senior Brother Su, regarding the Academy matter."

"That's right. A school is a school. It must be pure. If scum like Ma Minlong and Zheng Hong are allowed to do whatever they want, it will affect the foundation of the human race."

Su Han smiled lightly and said, "This is Su Country. You can relax a little and just treat it as home."

Yun Ruozhu was stunned, and a smile slowly appeared on his face. It was a comforting thing to be able to set foot on the land of Fengyun Jiuzhou in the earthly immortal world.

"Brother-in-law, she seems to be a disciple of the Holy Spiritual Shrine?"

Jiang Tianai and others walked up to Su Han. After taking a look at Yun Ruozhu, Jiang Tianai's eyes suddenly flashed with surprise.

She didn't notice it before, but this time because of Yun Ruozhu's conversation with Su Han, she took a few more glances at Yun Ruozhu, and suddenly found that he had the aura of a spiritual holy land.

"Spiritual Holy Land? It seems that Zhuzi's status in the lower realm is extraordinary. No wonder he is the same generation as Master Su..."

A flash of envy flashed in Ruolan Wujing's eyes. She wanted to know about Fengyun Jiuzhou and how a lower realm could produce such a strong person as Su Han. Unfortunately, no matter how she asked, Yun Ruozhu was unwilling to say anything.

"Yes, there should be many warriors from Fengyun Jiuzhou living in Beicang Mountain now, but this place is too big. If they don't go to the Holy City, it will be difficult to meet them in a short time."

Su Han nodded slightly.

In the next period of time, Su Han asked He Baiyan, Li Mingye and others to lead their prodigies to exchange tricks with the students of Guiyi Academy.

Although Su Guo lost miserably in this competition with the Four Academy Schools, he had a slight upper hand against the students from the Guiyi Academy.

This is enough to prove that the foundation of Guiyi Academy is indeed at the bottom of the Hundred Academy Palaces.

The palace is not far away.

Su Han led Su Xingsi on a leisurely walk on the mountain path, with some black riders scattered around.

Further outside is the Dongchang, and outside are the agents from the Criminal Department's Tiger Prison.

As long as a knowledgeable person sees this scene, he will naturally know that a big shot in the palace is traveling, and he must have royal blood.

Otherwise, even if Li Mingye, He Baiyan and others traveled in person, there would be no protection from the joint protection of the Black Cavalry, Dongchang, and the Criminal Department.

This mountain road leads to the inner courtyard of Daleiyin Temple. It is far away from the other road. Normally, no ordinary people would come here.

"Father, there seems to be the sound of chanting sutras there."

Su Xingsi pointed to the end of the mountain road.

"That's the Great Leiyin Temple over there, and my father is the abbot here."

Su Han smiled.

"My father is the abbot? Isn't that a monk?"

Although Su Xingsi was only over five years old and less than six years old, after hearing Su Han's words, he looked at Su Han's head with a strange expression.

"I am an abbot who does not need to be tonsured."

Su Han smiled lightly.

"Why?"

Su Xingsi didn't understand. Aren't all monks bald?

"Because I am the biggest in the Su country, and I have the final say on everything."

The corners of Su Han's mouth raised slightly.

Su Xingsi seemed to have realized something and nodded solemnly.

An hour later.

Su Xingsi began to pant.

Another half hour passed.

Su Xingsi was covered in sweat and his face was red.

"You are currently learning martial arts knowledge. In half a year, you will officially start practicing martial arts. However, your body is not strong enough yet. You will need to practice more in the future."

Su Han said to Su Xingsi.

"Father, I understand."

Su Xingsi nodded heavily.

He is also looking forward to martial arts, hoping that one day he can transform into a huge god like Su Han.

After another half an hour, Su Han and Su Xingsi finally arrived at the backyard of Daleiyin Temple. Since the canonization of Daleiyin Temple as a national temple and Monk Zeyun as a national guardian monk, although Su Han has not injected new imperial energy later, there are still many redundant people due to various reasons during this period. All the luck that came out gathered in the big

This side of Leiyin Temple.

"Abbott."

Monk Zeyun waited for a long time. When he saw Su Han, he slowly stepped forward and saluted with his fists clasped.

Although he has not yet been promoted to Dharma Prime Minister, he is now the King of Broken Nirvana.

Once a member of the Great Leiyin Temple before it was destroyed, Monk Zeyun's own qualifications were unusual.

With the blessing of luck, his cultivation level was like layers of window paper, which was quickly pierced by him.

"When I have time in the future, I will teach you Buddhist principles."

Su Han smiled lightly.

Monk Zeyun glanced at Su Xingsi, then nodded slightly.

"Since you are the abbot of Daleiyin Temple, King Wu's cultivation is not enough. Today, you will enter the half-step golden body."

Su Han smiled, took Su Xingsi and turned around to leave. Behind him, the aura of Monk Zeyun continued to surge. By the time Su Han took Su Xingsi down the mountain, the first golden body calamity had already fallen.