Qingyun Academy is located in the mountains and forests in the west of Chang'an City. The scattered peaks cover the ancient stone gates. In the depths of this hidden valley, the Qingyun Academy is located. Unlike the desolate and coldness of the usual, the tranquility of the valley at this moment has long been broken, and the peaks are crowded with people, and a bustling scene.

"Is this Qingyun Academy?"

What caught Chu Fei's eyes was a majestic and heavy stone door. Although it was not decorated with ornate carvings, it seemed unusually heavy. Two couplets written in running script were engraved on both sides of the stone door. The first couplet was self-improvement, and the second couplet was full of virtue, all of which were famous quotes from the "Book of Changes".

"This is just outside Qingyun Academy. Only when the selection is made can you really enter Qingyun Academy." Fusu explained to Chu Fei. Although Qingyun Academy may be a holy place that is difficult to enter for others, he is familiar with him, the young master of Tianbao Pavilion. The identity of a student of Qingyun Academy alone is enough to keep him unobstructed.

Chu Fei glanced at the lively crowd around him and said unexpectedly, "I didn't expect that so many people would come. Did they all come to participate in the selection?"

Fusu nodded, without any surprise at all at all at the crowd around him, but said softly, "Qingyun Academy is the first of the four major academies, and those who want to enter it are naturally like a crucian carp. Although with the rise of other three academies in recent years, the number one in Qingyun Academy has gradually become a little unsafe, but the lean camel is bigger than a horse, and the strength of Qingyun Academy cannot be underestimated."

After hearing Fusu's words, Chu Fei nodded, and felt doubtful about whether Ye Tong was in the Qingyun Academy. But since he had arrived at the gate of Qingyun Academy, there was no reason not to go in and take a look? So, after suppressing the shakenness in his heart, Chu Fei stopped talking and quietly waited for the start of the selection.

"squeak."

With the harsh creaking sound, the thick stone door was slowly opened. An old man in a white robe walked out of the gate of Qingyun Academy. The old man had a childish hair and a childish face, and was full of spirits. He looked like a fairy-like appearance. There was an exquisite green cloud printed on the chest of the white robe.

Behind him, five young men in white robes were all standing behind the old man with swords in their hands.

After scanning the quiet crowd, the old man cleared his throat and said, "I am Dong Zhongshu, the outer deacon of Qingyun Academy. Today's freshman selection is hosted by me. Everyone is ready, let's start."

"He is Dong Zhongshu?" Chu Fei looked at the old man in a white robe in front of the door and was slightly shocked. He did not expect that Dong Zhongshu, who abandoned all schools of thought and respected Confucianism, was such an old man, and even ran to the academy to be a deacon.

As if he saw Chu Fei’s surprise, Fusu explained with a smile, "Qingyun Academy was divided into inner and outer sects. Generally, disciples were studying in outer sects, while elite disciples were in inner sects. Although Mr. Dong was a deacon in outer sects, his status was equivalent to that of Senior Du, the dean of the inner sect!

Chu Fei nodded slightly and understood the general situation of Qingyun Academy. Fusu seemed to remember something, and then said, "I forgot to introduce the rules of academy selection with Brother Chu. Each freshman selection of Qingyun Academy is divided into two parts. First of all, it is the most basic qualification test. You need to reach the mid-stage of the Soul Condensation Realm to obtain the qualification to participate in the next competition, otherwise you will not even be able to enter the gate of Qingyun Academy."

As soon as Fusu's words fell, Dong Zhongshu's right hand, which had been behind him, had already moved. He stretched out his index finger and wrote the word "door" in the air. After he wrote the word "door" in a few strokes, the word "light" composed of soul power instantly became larger, forming a huge light door more than one meter high, covering the original stone door.

After seeing that the light gate was formed, Dong Zhongshu loudly announced, "The first level of selection is now beginning. If you want to participate in the selection, go in from this light gate."

There was a lot of discussion around and the sound became noisy. It was obvious that Chu Fei was not the only one who was not familiar with the rules.

Seeing the crowd's voices gradually rushing, Dong Zhongshu said slowly, "This Light Sect can block all soul soldiers who are in the middle stage of the Soul Condensation Realm outside the gate. If you don't even have this strength, then you don't have to join Qingyun Academy."

As soon as he finished speaking, a burly figure in the crowd rushed to the front of the Guangmen. The burly and strong man smiled and said, "Since you don't want to enter, I'll take the lead."

The figure flashed and entered the light gate. The light suddenly flourished, and after a breath, it returned to normal. The burly figure had disappeared into the light gate.

As if stimulated by a strong man, people kept flashing into the light gate in the crowd. Of course, there were also some guys who wanted to take advantage of the situation and were popped up by the light gate.

Looking at the soul gurus entering around, Chu Fei took a breath and turned around and said in a deep voice to Fusu, "Brother Fusu, I'll go in first."

After saying that, he also stepped into the Light Gate. After a dazzling light, Chu Fei was already in a huge coupe. The stands were filled with many men and women in white robe, looking at Chu Fei and the others, and talking at the same time. Unlike those sitting on the stage, those who entered the Light Gate were in the venue.

About a stick of incense, five figures, also wearing white robes, came over the air and landed at the top of the stands, sitting on the six seats that had been there before.

The space paused slightly, wrinkled together like a twist. A ray of light flashed, and Dong Zhongshu, who was fairy-like, appeared in the air out of thin air!

After scanning the huge martial arts stadium, Dong Zhongshu spoke and said, "There are 485 people in the field now. I'll give you an hour. No matter what method you use, after one hour, there will only be forty people in the field!"

"Forty people?!"

The crowd participating in the selection was instantly inflated, with one-tenth of the four hundred people remaining. This probability of elimination is simply terrifying!

"snort!"

A low thunderous hum came from the air, with huge pressure, which was breathtaking. Dong Zhongshu looked at the group of dissatisfied newcomers and said coldly, "If you don't want to participate, you can abstain."

Abstaining from power? Not pure! Qingyun Academy is the strongest among the four major academies. Everyone has already stepped into Qingyun Academy with half their feet, so how could they give up easily?

Looking at the silent crowd, Dong Zhongshu continued to say lightly without any surprise, "Since you don't want to withdraw, the selection will officially begin. I would like to remind you one thing, don't think about taking advantage of the odds. Your performance will be clearly seen by the five elders on the stage. They will choose you based on this. So, perform well!"

After Dong Zhongshu finished speaking, his figure flashed and landed in the middle of the six seats, observing the newcomers in the venue with the other five people.

For a moment, the entire field was as silent as death. Everyone retreated in an instant, setting apart from the others around them, staring at others cautiously, fearing that they would be cleaned up as soon as possible.

After a strange silence lasted for a moment, a huge riot followed. In an instant, there were swords and swords and wars.

"It seems that there are still many good seedlings among the newcomers this time." An old man with a slightly fat figure among the five said unexpectedly after looking at the situation in the audience.

"Huh? Isn't that little guy from Wu'an Jun's family?" Another middle-aged man looked at a red figure in the field and said in surprise.

"Hehe, that kid is very close to me." An old man with a dry face smiled. Although he was wearing a white robe, the old man did not have the aura of immortality. On the contrary, he had a very heavy evil spirit. If you look closely, you will find that unlike other people's white robes, the old man's white robe was covered with a blood-red color!

"Elder Situ, don't you want to train him into the second god of killing?" The only female young woman among the five people frowned and said.

"Hehe, I saw the second Elder Li." The haggard old man didn't answer, but instead opened up the topic, pointed to a cold woman in the audience and said, "The cold woman was no one else, but Li Lingwei, the seventh princess of Dongtang!

The female elder turned his eyes into the venue when he heard this. When he saw Li Lingwei, his eyes lit up and praised, "It's indeed a good seedling, his ice-skinned and jade-like bones are not as good as the mortal world."

It was not only the elders on the stage who also discovered Li Lingwei, but Chu Fei in the chaotic field also saw Li Lingwei. She was like a cold white lotus, which was extremely eye-catching in this field.

But Chu Fei was not in the mood to appreciate it now. Looking at the dozen or so fierce opponents who were gradually gathering around him, Chu Fei couldn't help but touch his nose and thought helplessly, "It seems that I'm being treated as a soft persimmon!"
Chapter completed!