Chapter 44 Demon Flower

"Tuoba Yuzhang!"

Outside the crowd, a clear shout came.

The melon-eaters watched this scene and saw twists and turns!

Who is it again?

The crowd moved out of the way.

Han Zhou turned his head, and after seeing the crowd moving out of the way, Ye Henzhi walked in.

"Do you want to fight me?"

Han Zhou was anxious and quickly winked at Ye Henzhi.

Ye Henzhi gave an "I understand" look and said, "Let's fight."

People who eat melon: "Who is this girl? She is so beautiful!"

"Ye Henzhi."

"Who is Ye Henzhi? I've never heard of him."

"Ninth Princess."

"Ninth Duke...Ninth Princess?!"

Tuoba Yuzhang fell silent when he saw Ye Henzhi.

"Your Highness."

Ye Henzhi turned to look at Long Xiaoxin: "Long Xiaoxin, who allowed you to have a private fight before the Eighth Academy Examination?"

Long Xiaoxin put away the gun silently: "Your Highness, I was wrong, I'm leaving..."

Han Zhou looked up to the sky. Only a forty-five-degree angle could prevent his tears from falling.

One billion, one billion, you can't spend it all in a lifetime!

No more...

When everyone saw it, they couldn't sing any more and dispersed like birds and beasts.

Ye Henzhi: "Han Zhou, come with me, I want to tell you something."

Han Zhou sighed: "Okay."

The two of them walked into a living room, and Ye Henzhi said: "Tuoba Yuzhang is a bit crazy. You'd better stay away from him. If this person breaks out, no one can stop him."

Han Zhou tilted his head: "What kind of performance? Schizophrenia or mental disorder?"

Can I charge a fee if I cure him?

Ye Henzhi rolled his eyes at Han Zhou: "I'm having a consultation with you here."

"Please take a look at this information."

Han Zhou took the printed information.

Brief description of the eight colleges:

Imperial Immortal Martial Academy: Super strong all-round strength, polarized enrollment, the strongest among the first-time finalists in the eight-academy college entrance examination, the most registered students, special education resources... and a piece of Wenquxing.

Royal War College: Cultivates more than 40% of the empire's professional warriors and more than 60% of its army commanders...

Royal Star Academy: Good at scientific research...

Shengxuan Academy of Gods and Demons: Good at researching life bloodline...

Xumi Leiyin Buddhist Hall: Pure Buddhist Cultivator...

North Star War Academy: Formation, super powerful talismans...

Xumi Tianxian Dao Academy: They only teach a new system of cultivating immortals, which they call cultivation...

Each college has a lot of information, but Han Zhou quickly saw some of the most critical things.

After reading it, Han Zhou used his strength to shatter the paper into tiny pieces.

"Understood."

Ye Henzhi: "I will go to Xianwu Academy."

Han Zhou was thinking about whether he should avoid her, my billion...

However, Chu Yun hoped that he would go to Xianwu Academy, Leng Yunxin was also in Xianwu Academy, and there were Wenquxing fragments in Xianwu Academy.

Moreover, by practicing both civil and martial arts, you can also learn weapon refining techniques and also specialize in scientific and technological research.

If you look at it comprehensively, you must go to Xianwu Academy.

"Let's see and then talk."

Ye Henzhi: "With your strength, you should be able to successfully pass the Eighth Academy Examination, but I want to tell you something in advance. Although 90% of the people who refer to this matter know it, you may not know it."

Han Zhou was confused: "What?"

"There will be a ranking after admission. The big test before admission determines the first ranking. The higher the ranking, the more resources." Ye Henzhi: "Do you understand?"

"Ah?" Han Zhou felt confused: "Since 90% of people know about it, why don't you make it public?"

Ye Henzhi thought for a while and came up with the answer: "If your ancestors graduated from the same college for generations, and another person with no background is equally powerful, who would you rather give your resources to?"

Han Zhou: "Of course it's the latter."

"My ancestors have been cultivators for generations, and they are as strong as a person with no background. Isn't that just trash? What kind of resources are wasted on trash?"

Ye Henzhi nodded: "If it is the royal family, the royal family will think the same way. If it is the common people, the common people will think the same way."

"The rest of the people don't think so."

Han Zhou was stunned for a moment.

But it makes sense: "Got it."

After explaining everything clearly, Ye Henzhi stood up and said, "Come with me to see the Demon Flower."

Han Zhou didn't know what it was, but he could gain some knowledge, so why not go?

Han Zhou followed Ye Henzhi, who led the way.

Soon, Ye Henzhi led Han Zhou into the depths of the Forest of Steles.

Han Zhou watched as a huge head emerged from the earth, and then struggled to get up.

The owner of this head is tall and ends at a hundred feet tall?

There was a huge hole in his chest, broken bones, flesh and blood, and black evil energy.

Han Zhou didn't have time to see it clearly.

This figure immediately collapsed in front of my eyes.

Then, fairy music floated, as if gods were singing.

The twelve halos behind a goddess seem to contain the universe.

The picture changed again, and a terrifying dragon king with only the first half left roared silently.

Then, the Demon God, Jiuyou, Sirius...

Han Zhou was stunned: "What is this?"

Ye Henzhi: "Legend has it that when the devil fights, the blood mixes together and blends naturally, and eventually a devil tree will be born."

"The Demonic Tree will condense Demonic Flowers, and a flower will fall every moment."

"When the flowers start to fall, a demonic shadow will appear. When the flowers fall to the ground, the shadow will disappear."

Han Zhou looked at the scene in front of him: "If I reach the ultimate realm of cultivation, I will definitely enlightenment here."

"And now, there is no need to look at it."

Ye Henzhi shook his head: "How can it be so easy to understand the Tao? These shadows are all fake and do not contain the charm of the Tao."

Ye Henzhi took a demon flower that was about to fall to the ground.

The phantom of the god in the air shrank to the size of a palm and appeared on Ye Hen's jade finger.

Ye Henzhi walked to a tombstone and placed the devil flower on it.

The phantom of the god just sat on the tombstone, staring into the distance.

The wind blows, the devil flower falls to the ground, everything is like a dream.

Han Zhou looked at the tombstone.

The owner of the tombstone is named Ye Xuanyuan.

What a big name, even bigger than the emperor's name, Ye Tiansheng.

"Who is this?"
To be continued...