Volume I Chapter 1227 The Holy Body of the Dragon King

Chu Linguang didn't know the various ordeals Ah Qiu had suffered in God's Domain.

Soon he appeared in the imperial city.

The whole body was bathed in the power of faith, and Chu Linguang really felt that he had merged into the Baixia plane, as if he had become one with the Baixia plane.

I even feel that my breath is changing with the changes of the world.

In the imperial city.

In every shop, there are even more portraits of Chu Linguang everywhere.

There is a huge difference between the portrait and Chu Linguang's real appearance.

Basically, there are only a few similarities.

Some are more like another person, but the portraits or statues look different, which will not prevent Chu Linguang from gaining the power of faith.

"I don't know what level the students of the Holy Academy are?"

After entering the imperial city, Chu Linguang thought to himself.

The imperial city is huge.

Equivalent to hundreds of Qiongxia cities.

It is the most densely populated city in the entire Baixia plane.

Although Chu Linguang entered the imperial city, he was still far away from the city center and the imperial palace.

He saw that within the imperial city, a distance away, there would be a Holy Academy, and the students of the Holy Academy were selected step by step through layers of selection.

And become a student of the Holy Academy.

Entering the Holy Academy and gaining enlightenment and cultivation knowledge is the first step.

This is like when Huang Feihu was an instructor in Qiongxia City.

The children in Qiongxia City have to be selected by Huang Feihu and others for their aptitude. Only after passing their assessment and under their training can they be promoted step by step.

It is reused by the city lord's mansion and even the king's mansion.

"This kid is not bad."

Passing by a holy school, Chu Linguang looked inside. What a sharp eye he is at this moment.

Even if he didn't use his golden eyes, Chu Linguang could tell at a glance whether the children in the Baixia plane were qualified for cultivation.

He was attracted by a short chubby guy sitting at the back in the school with a runny nose and listening intently to the teacher.

The little fat pier is well-behaved.

The character is somewhat timid.

When the classmates looked at him, he was always very nervous.

Chu Linguang could see that there was a blood in Xiaopangdun's body, which was like the power of the Yangtze River.

That is the blood of the Dragon King.

Able to open the Holy Body of the Dragon King.

Although it can't be compared with the body of chaos, it is much stronger than the holy body of the big waves in the city god. If it can be cultivated properly, Xiaopangdun will become the number one powerhouse in the Baixia plane in the future.

It's all a matter of ironclad.

Even if he didn't enter the school.

As long as he gets a chance in the future and enters the palace of cultivation, his deeds will surpass countless others and become a pivotal existence.

But at this moment, Little Fatty obviously didn't know his own potential, and he was timid and afraid to provoke the partners around him.

He could only sit in the last row and concentrate on listening to the teacher's lecture. Although he couldn't understand what the teacher said, he could only feel that his strength had become stronger every time he finished the class.

In the past, I could only help my mother wash the dishes.

Now after class in school.

I could actually help my mother carry the rice, and even move the beams together. Of course, my appetite has increased a lot.

"Bah!"

At this time, the little fat pier took a deep breath.

Because the sound is a bit loud.

The classmates all looked at him together.

The little fat pier was embarrassed, and hurriedly lowered his head, not daring to say anything.

"Xiao Pang pays attention to classroom discipline, it's not meal time yet, don't think wildly."

The classroom teacher patted the table and said.

This holy school is distributed all over the plane.

Every town, even many villages, has traces of the Holy School.

Children from these common people do not need to pay for entering the Holy School.

This leads to.

No matter whether you have cultivation qualifications or not.

Everyone will send their children to the holy school to practice hard for a few years.

If it's too bad, bring the child back.

Obviously, in the eyes of the classroom teacher, Xiao Pangdun belongs to this kind of child.

They were sent here for free by their parents, no matter how much they can learn, whether they can activate the power of blood in the future, or even whether they have blood, anyway, it doesn't matter so much, let's send it in first.

"Teacher, I'm not hungry."

Little Fatty muttered.

"Hahaha!"

The classmates are all joking.

Clap clap!

The classroom teacher slapped the table angrily.

Quiet everyone.

Then continue with the lecture.

Not long after school.

After tidying up the desk, Little Fatty walked out of the school and walked back to his home after holding two copies of enlightenment practice materials issued by the Dynasty.

Chu Linguang followed all the way.

This little chubby.

Master the blood of the Dragon King.

After opening it, the physical body can become the sacred body of the Dragon King. If it is well cultivated, it will definitely be the number one powerhouse in the Baixia plane in the future, and can take over Chu Linguang's team.

Avoid turbulence on the Baixia plane.

The current Baixia plane.

Under the deliberate arrangement of the Seventh Prince.

There are holy schools everywhere.

Excellent children, after being selected and nurtured, gradually entered the local holy college to practice

The more outstanding people graduated from the local holy academy, came to the imperial city, and became students of the imperial holy academy.

This way of promotion.

It is similar to Dahua's education.

Survival of the fittest.

Although cruel.

But also very fair.

According to Xiaopangdun's qualifications.

In the future, he will definitely stand out in the Holy Academy.

Successfully entered the Holy Academy.

In the end, he will be recruited by the Holy Academy, the core of the imperial city.

Even in the near future, it is expected to become the Son of God.

On behalf of the students, visit him.

But if it continues like this, it will somewhat waste Fatty's cultivation talent.

Chu Linguang didn't want the seedlings to grow.

But I also don't want to see Fatty's talent being wasted.

I want to give Fatty a chance.

"Mom, I'm back."

Fatty's family is not rich.

Live in a small village on the edge of the imperial city.

There is a small yard.

The supporting facilities are very simple.

Not to mention being compared with wealthy families, even in the village, a fat family is very bottom of the line.

hard to believe.

Pangdun's parents, He Dehe Neng, can give birth to a child like Pangdun who has the blood of the Dragon King and can awaken the Eucharist of the Dragon King.

"Chop wood first, wait for guests to come, hurry up!"

Chubby's parents are a dark-skinned peasant woman.

Her voice is rough.

At this time, he was busy in the yard.

"Mother, wait a minute, what kind of guest is here, there are fish and meat."

Fatty's eyes lit up.

Saw chunks of fish piled together.

this standard of living.

It is usually only available during Chinese New Year.

Not even that rich.

"Your sister is lucky. Being favored by nobles, our whole family is going to be prosperous."

The woman said excitedly.

After finishing speaking, a pair of grease-stained hands pinched Chubby's face fiercely, patted his buttocks, and told him to chop wood!