"There's a problem!"

The forest and waterfall that Minxi took him to repeatedly emerged in his mind.

The rugged mountains stand majestic, full of greenery, winding streams are endless, and the fine water flows.

The various scenery of Baiyu Academy was spinning and jumping in his mind. When he stood on the waterfall, he combined the terrain of Baiyu Academy and the forest. Although he could not see the entire mountain intact, he also carefully observed the peak on the side of Baiyu Academy.

If you look at it casually, you will definitely not be able to see the majestic momentum formed between the academy and the mountain. If you observe carefully, you can see the academy and the mountain, and combine it naturally into one.

What Ling Long saw from the contrast between the two was not a majestic momentum, but a trace of spirituality and lifelike spirituality in the majestic momentum made the academy and the mountains integrated.

The burst of spirituality, in Ling Long's memory, only when there are two situations, can there be spirituality. One is that there is something in the original area and there is spirituality. The other is that there is something strange in the area where it was located, which fell here and formed the current spirituality.

Although Ling Long only saw some clues, he was not sure what it was. The appearance of scales made him think it was a dragon for a time, but he could not deny it was something else.

Yuqing Pavilion.

Zhao Ye stood on the pavilion and looked at the entire academy with a quiet expression. He had been entering the academy for many years, and he knew every corner of the academy very well.

The secret history that occurred at the beginning of the establishment of the academy was the deepest secret in his heart. When the previous dean passed the position of dean to him, he said that the secret history of the academy was not known to anyone, and no one could tell him the closest person. As for that secret history, it was a shocking secret history. That secret history can make people violent and sublimate.

"Senior brother, this time I went to Kunlun Shenzong to participate in the recruitment of mortal disciples in Kunlun once a year. I have selected some good qualifications. Take a look, but the senior brother still needs to determine the time so that these disciples can set off early, so as not to delay the trip and miss the time."

Just when Zhao Ye was in a state of sorrow, Sun Yu walked in, came to his side, and took out a list from his arms, which read the list of the disciples to attend the conference for recruiting students, including Minxi, Wang Yun, and Lin Kun, but there were some other disciples.

This time, Sun Yu came to Zhao Ye, just to determine the list of disciples and the time to set off. After all, the road to Kunlun Shenzong is very far away and takes a lot of time. Sun Yu was also worried that he would waste time and miss the disciple recruitment meeting.

Zhao Ye calmed down, took the list in Sun Yu's hand, looked carefully, sighed lightly, and said to Sun Yu: "Junior brother, just filter these disciples and reduce the number to twelve. As for when to set off, let's set off in three days!"

"Hey! Why did the senior brother reduce to twelve? Are there too many people? There are only twenty people."

When Sun Yu heard Zhao Ye say that it would be reduced to twelve people, he was very confused. Why should it be reduced to twelve people? Is there too many twenty people?

"A few times, after participating in the recruitment of mortal disciples, many of the disciples have never returned. There are so many excellent disciples trained by the academy, but not even a single one has returned. So there are fewer people this time, and the academy cannot withstand the loss of outstanding disciples. After all, it has been carefully trained."

Zhao Ye knew what Sun Yu was confused about, but it was just why he wanted to have fewer disciples this time, and he didn't want to have fewer disciples. However, none of the disciples sent in previous years came back. Isn't the hard work of cultivation in vain? He didn't want to lose money. The disciples he had trained with his own efforts will never return.

"Okay, I understand Senior Brother, I'll go and screen for a while. In three days, let these people set out and go to Kunlun Shenzong."

When Sun Yu heard Zhao Ye's words, he returned clearly, while Zhao Ye nodded slightly and asked Sun Yu to go back.

"Hey! Another ten years have passed,"

Sun Yu left, Zhao Ye was still standing there, looking at the huge academy, sighing helplessly. None of the disciples who walked out of the academy in the past have ever come back, and there is no news, which makes him feel tired. The efforts he has put in over the years are like muddy cows entering the sea without any resounding.

Camellia Village.

After Ling Long left, Ling Hao became no longer as decadent as before, and his whole body was filled with decadence. Every day, he was taking care of camellias and drinking wine.

Ling Hao no longer has the hope of life. After his wife Meihua passed away, Ling Long became his hope for life. Now Ling Long has left him.

The death of plum blossoms was undoubtedly a heavy pain in his heart. The only thing he had to comfort was Ling Long. At least after plum blossoms passed away, Ling Long was left, but Ling Long left, nothing was left, and all that was left was loneliness.

"Xiao Ling, you are drinking again. Xiao Tae has just left for a while and you have become like this. If Xiao Tae comes back, wouldn't you be sad to see you like this?"

Just as Ling Hao was drinking alone at home, the old village chief walked in and saw Ling Hao drinking again, so he stepped forward and pulled Ling Hao and said dissuasion.

Seeing Ling Hao's decadent appearance, the village chief was helpless. He also knew how Ling Hao had lost his wife Meihua, and now Ling Long left him again, how could he not be sad?

"Oh!"

"Missar, I am now alone and I have to live my life. I have to drink some wine to relieve my boredom. What's wrong with it?"

Ling Hao snatched the wine pot from the village chief's hand, chuckled, and said self-deprecatingly, with a strong smell of wine in his tone.

"Hey! I don't know what to say about you! So what if I'm alone? Old man, I'm over fifty years old and I'm alone, and I don't like you, at least I know how to keep myself clean."

"Forget it, forget it, you can do it yourself, I'll leave."

Seeing Ling Hao falling into depravity, the village chief was speechless and didn't know what to say. He waved his hand and turned around and left. Ling Hao was still holding the wine pot and sitting in the room, drinking wine, numbing himself, and waving his sorrow even more.

Three days later.

Baiyu Academy, in front of the square.

The twelve disciples with uniform clothing stood neatly and in an orderly manner in two rows and stood in the square. Among the twelve people, Minxi, Wang Yun and Lin Kun were all outstanding disciples selected by Baiyu Academy's Literature and Martial Arts Academy. As for Ling Long, he was waiting for Minxi to come out at the gate of the academy mountain, and his wounds were healed and scabs were healed.

"You are all outstanding disciples in the inner hall of the Academy's Civil and Military Affairs. This time, you will represent the Academy to go to the legendary Kunlun Shenzong to participate in the recruitment of mortal disciples. This dean wishes all disciples to successfully enter the Kunlun Shenzong!"

Zhao Ye stood on the steps of the square, looking at the twelve disciples in the square, and said seriously, his eyes rippled. At this time, he was the least he wanted to send these disciples away. After all, these disciples were all outstanding disciples of Baiyu Academy.

"Director Xie!"

The twelve disciples standing in the square replied neatly when they heard Zhao Ye's words, and their voices were crisp and loud. Around the square, the other disciples of the academy who looked at the twelve disciples all showed passionate expressions. The thoughts in the hearts of the onlookers were probably the same. They also wanted to go to Kunlun Shensect like these twelve disciples.

"Okay, don't say much, let's go!"

At this moment, Sun Yu, who was beside Zhao Ye, saw Zhao Ye's wandering eyes, immediately stepped forward and said to the twelve disciples, asking them to set off immediately.

To be continued!!!
Chapter completed!