Chapter 157 Undercurrent
Many people also looked at Ye Xinghe with worry.
"Ye Xinghe is very strong, but he has not entered the ranks of the strong men in the Shenggang Realm after all."
"Yes, it is very easy for those strong men above the second floor of the Shenggang Realm to kill him."
"His talent has not yet been transformed into strength, and he has provoked these people with great backgrounds. I am afraid that there will be endless troubles!"
Ye Xinghe Feng smiled indifferently and turned to rest directly.
At this time, he did not know that his performance on the square today had already set off a huge wave in the Jixia Academy! At this moment, almost all the eyes of the Jixia Academy fell on him.
There is hostility, kindness, and murderous intent! Deep in the Jixia Academy, in a luxurious hall.
An old man was sitting cross-legged with deep eyebrows.
Around his body, the aura was strong and condensed, giving people an extremely terrifying pressure.
A ghostly black shadow quietly appeared and slowly stepped forward.
It was Duan Chengren.
He frowned and felt indescribably uncomfortable all over his body.
After entering this hall, it was like being in an extremely viscous liquid, and it was extremely difficult to take a step.
He knew that this was because the power of the mysterious old man in front of him was extremely strong.
It emanated, making the surrounding void viscous and difficult to walk.
Duan Chengren lowered his eyebrows and called softly: "Ancestor."
The old man's hoarse voice sounded: "What about Ye Xinghe?"
"Yes."
Duan Chengren nodded.
He knew that no matter what happened in the Jixia Academy, it would not be hidden from the old man in front of him.
The terrifying old man whispered: "You saw it with your own eyes, his genius level is comparable to Liu Kuangge?"
With some doubts.
Duan Chengren said firmly: "Not comparable to Liu Kuange, but far superior to Liu Kuange."
The mysterious old man couldn't help but bring a trace of fluctuation in his words: "Are you serious?"
"Absolutely not a lie."
"Lifting a 300,000-jin iron mountain and awakening 180 innate divine orifices are all witnessed by my disciples."
He paused, and then said: "From what I have seen, Ye Xinghe can be called a peerless genius that the Great Chu Dynasty has seen once in a hundred years!"
"A peerless genius that has only been seen once in a hundred years!"
The mysterious old man repeated the two sentences softly.
Then, in a deep and slow voice, he made a decision.
"Win him over! Try to use him for my own benefit."
"Okay."
Duan Chengren quickly agreed.
After hesitating for a moment, he whispered: "What if you can't win him over?"
The mysterious old man's voice suddenly became grim: "You know what to do."
Duan Chengren trembled heavily and bowed his head gently: "Disciple, I understand."
At this moment, the dark flame light leaped, pulling out a silhouette of his face.
Extremely hideous! Almost at the same time, a small lake in the mountains.
The surrounding mountains and forests are silent, and the cliffs are towering.
This place is extremely elegant.
Next to the small lake, there are two or three houses.
Outside the bamboo house, there is a man standing, who looks quite handsome.
It is the disciple who led Ye Xinghe and others into this place.
He whispered something.
A moment later, a clear voice came from the house.
"There are geniuses every year. Since he entered our Jixia Academy, it is fate, and we will naturally cultivate him well."
"What will happen in the future depends on his own luck."
The voice is indescribably casual and unrestrained.
Compared with the mysterious old man in the hall, his realm is much higher.
The disciple nodded.
He hesitated for a moment and whispered, "The guardian beast of our Jixia Academy, the old ancestor, seems to have a special liking for Ye Xinghe."
"He also gave him a precious supreme dragon scale between his eyebrows!"
There was a cry of surprise in the academy, and it was the sound of a teacup clanging to the ground.
Obviously, this news shocked the people inside more than any news of a genius! After a long time, the voice sounded again.
"Observe Ye Xinghe carefully, but" the clear voice hesitated for a moment, and added, "Don't disturb him, report to me at any time."
"Yes."
The disciple nodded and left quickly.
The next day, early in the morning.
Just as the sky was getting light, there were suddenly a series of bells, long and far-reaching.
All the disciples in the Renzi Courtyard were awakened.
Everyone got up and left the courtyard.
The five bells rang, which meant that the time for preaching had arrived.
They left the Renzi Courtyard and came to the huge square yesterday.
At the northernmost end of the square, according to the mountain terrain, there were four huge courtyards.
All the disciples from new students to those who have been in school for four years are taught here.
Around the square, there are dozens of huge and tall pavilions and towers.
Even in the east of the square, there are several prosperous streets in a specially designated area.
There are rows of shops and countless stalls on the roadside, which are extremely prosperous.
This is the core area of the lower house.
In the four huge courtyards, thousands of disciples who entered in different years are teaching martial arts and teaching Taoism.
The dozens of towers around are the Qi Refining Tower, the Alchemy Pavilion, the Casting Hall, etc.
That prosperous area is called the East Market.
There are a large number of shops inside, and it is said that all the rare treasures in the entire Cangwu County can be bought from them.
Ye Xinghe and others came to the huge courtyard road on the far left.
The courtyard is a thousand meters in radius.
There are ten huge stone chambers lined up in a row inside.
Each stone room is a martial arts class.
There are a thousand new students enrolled this year, divided into ten martial arts classes.
Ye Xinghe was assigned to Class B.
Not long after Ye Xinghe and others sat down in the classroom, a middle-aged man walked in slowly.
He was over 40 years old and had a smile on his face.