On the flying boat, Feng Shenxiu was entangled by Zi Ling and asked to praise her.

"Brother, just praise me, okay? Qingzhu promises that she will never be proud!"

Zi Ling hugged Feng Shenxiu's arm tightly and shook it.

What welcoming was Feng Shenxiu's helpless expression.

When facing strangers, he prefers to make himself appear cold and arrogant.

But in front of close people, unless they are angry with him, he will not restrain them too much.

Because the more things you carry, the more you can feel the dullness and value.

Cultivation means cultivating the mind.

Feng Shenxiu was in a good mood and decided to satisfy Zi Ling's small wish.

He said lazyly: "How do you want your brother to praise you?"

When Zi Ling heard this, she was shocked, and her eyes were flashing with bright light. She asked happily: "Brother, how do you praise people?"

"To be honest, I won't praise anyone, brother!"

Feng Shenxiu replied seriously.

"I have never praised me, but I have never praised me!"

"Brother, stop being so sarcastic, please praise me."

Zi Ling acted coquettishly.

"Let your brother think about it!"

Feng Shenxiu reached out and gently lifted Zi Ling's jaw.

Looking at her pretty face.

I don’t know if it was because the two were close together or because Zi Ling was a little nervous.

The originally flawless face is decorated with red glows.

Beautiful and lovely.

"This beauty is born with a look of falling fish and falling geese, and a look of shame on the moon and flowers. Under her curved willow leaves eyebrows, her eyes as clear as autumn water are touching. Beside her beautiful and elegant nose, her pink cheeks are blushing, and her delicate cherry lips make me feel a little frivolous!"

After saying that, Feng Shenxiu kissed her and imprinted her on Zi Ling's cherry lips.

Zi Ling was stunned. My brother was so bad, but he felt so comfortable.

After a moment.

The purple spirit face was like a peach blossom leaning against Feng Shenxiu's arms, with a hazy look in his eyes.

He said with a coquettish tone: "Brother, I want you to continue praising me."

Feng Shenxiu went to Butian Academy.

The journey is really far. According to his estimate, at least tens of thousands of miles, it may even be as far as millions, with endless mountains and giant cities in between.

If ordinary people want to get there, it is impossible. I don’t know how many obstacles there are on the way. There are beasts everywhere, alien species of ferocious birds are everywhere, and the road is difficult.

The settlement of human beings is like islands in the sea. The major tribes are dotted among the vast primitive mountains and forests, and the same is true for giant cities. They are separated by barren mountains and countless mountains are lying across them.

This is the best temper. On the way, he passed by dozens of giant cities. After a short rest, he would set off again and move towards his set goals.

His speed is not slow, and he has accumulated a lot of experience. He only catches unicorns, such as extremely fast beasts, or spiritual birds that are not violent, to use this to travel.

Butian Academy and Zhulu Academy are in the same direction, and they are not very far apart. Of course, the so-called short distance is only relative to the vast land.

Because the real distance between the two is 90,000 miles, which is enough to scare many mortals, and it can be counted as a terrible number.

There is still a long distance from Butian Academy, and you can see ferocious beasts rushing, spiritual birds spreading their wings, carrying people, all of which are magical mounts.

Suddenly, a terrifying wave came from the air, and a brightly winged bird of prey with bright colors passed by, carrying more than a dozen women.

"This is a five-color peacock with the blood of the ancient god king. It's so powerful and magical!"

"roar……"

A thunderous roar shook the mountains and rivers, and the mountains and valleys were shaking. A nine-headed lion appeared not far away, with golden bodies all over, spewing clouds and mist, and golden light overflowing, as if the sound of the five-color peacock was not satisfied with.

"This... could it be a remnant seed, right?" Everyone was shocked.

"This is indeed an ancient relic, owned by the royal family of an ancient country. This is... Is there a royal family's children coming to Butian Academy? It's surprising."

There is a palace on the back of the nine-headed lion, and some figures can be seen vaguely. They are extraordinary. They may really be the children of the royal family who were escorted here by masters.

The mountains are undulating, ancient trees are everywhere, lingering in mist. The closer you get to Butian Pavilion, the more beautiful you are. The mountains are not steep, with clouds and clouds, and various auspicious beasts appearing.

On the way, I saw many lakes, which were clear and clear, with savage fish swimming, flashing with gorgeous patterns, making the lake surface sparkling and full of vitality.

"What a good place. It's still considered the periphery of Butian Pavilion. There is already such a rich spiritual energy, which is very suitable for practice." Someone exclaimed.

"Well, no wonder they can pass on the ancient tradition to the present, just from this spiritual land, and they are destined to be prosperous and peaceful."

There were more and more people on the road, and a big road passed through the mountains. When I arrived here, I could no longer see all kinds of evil beasts. It was much safer. All the animals were seen were spiritual birds and auspicious animals.

After walking for more than a hundred miles, a giant monument stood in front with four large characters engraved on it: Butian Academy.

The pen is vigorous and vigorous, and a vast and grand aura is faintly rushing towards you, as if a giant spirit is standing there, looking down at everyone.

It was only when I got here that I was close to Butian Academy, but this was not considered a mountain gate, and it was still in an external area.

"How come there are so many people?" The others were also surprised.

Someone next to him said, "You don't think about it. Who doesn't want to join Butian Academy? This is the ancient Pure Land. Some large tribes will get a place even if they try their best to do anything."

Tens of thousands of people had arrived long ago, waiting here many days in advance. The mountains in front of the stone tablet were very crowded. Even the nearby low mountains were covered with animal skins and some people sat cross-legged.

"The earth is vast, the road is long, the continents are crossed, and it is often hundreds of thousands of miles away. Many people are simply impossible to come, otherwise there will be more people."

An old man sighed.

What he said is the fact that people from small tribes cannot go thousands of miles at all, and it is difficult to reach the children with their clan power.

In order to select real geniuses, Butian Academy sends out some envoys every year, traveling around the continents, going to major tribes, and personally selecting them, finding out some children with good qualifications, and Butian Academy is responsible for escorting them.

The tens of thousands of people ahead were escorted by large tribes or super giants. Only when the tribe is strong enough can it cross tens of millions of miles and bring its tribe members to come.

It can be said that these tens of thousands of people are very regional. They are all based on tribes. A large tribe selects a large number of children as a whole. They gather together and send them here.

"This is not the most. In a few days, there will be more people when the selection is really started."

A young man of fifteen or sixteen sighed that it was the third time he had come with the tribe and was not elected the first two times.

"Someone has gone in!"

Some monks envied the Tao.

After a few days, it was finally time for the day. Butian Academy will begin to test and select the introductory disciples of this year.

Sure enough, the number of people has surged a lot, and now there are tens of thousands of people, densely packed, all waiting in the outer area of ​​Butian Academy.

Finally, a group of people came quickly from the distant mountain gate, either standing on animal bones or sitting cross-legged on strange stones. They were covered with runes, several feet above the ground, looking at everyone.

An important figure in Butian Academy appeared, without any extra words. He led everyone towards the real mountain gate.

Along the way, the mountains lie like dragons lying on their backs. They are quite imposing. From time to time, you can see old medicines rooted in the cliffs and cracks in the rocks, but no one picks them.

Here people saw part of the heritage of this ancient Pure Land and showed a look of surprise.

"Hey, a rare dog-leaf vine is said to be almost extinct. This one has grown for at least hundreds of years."

Someone pointed.

On a low mountain, a vine with strange leaves is pitch black all over, winding and stretching, growing very well. The leaves are like black jade, but they are strange in shape, like black dogs. It is not very thick, only thick in wrists and several meters long.

"Don't make random decisions. Butian Academy knows these old medicines. They will continue to be maintained before they become real spiritual medicines, even if they wait for thousands of years, and leave them to future generations."

Someone reminded.

Along the way, people saw many old medicines, which were rare. If they had been lighting up outside, they would have been reserved here and kept in the mountains without moving.

"brush!"

A flash of glow, a five-color phoenix appeared, surrounding the clouds and mist, and the divine light flowed. A woman in a golden battle suit sat upright, with picturesque eyebrows and crystal clear face. The golden armor could not hide her proud figure, with beautiful curves and flying hair, like a beautiful god of war.

"The female war god of Zhulu Academy!"

Everyone exclaimed.

Her eyes were like lightning, very sharp. She swept through tens of thousands of people, searching and searching one by one, with a very obvious purpose.

"Zhulu Academy is really direct. Come to Butian Academy to grab people."

Many people were surprised and knew what she was going to do without thinking.

"My friend, you've crossed the line."

The old man in front of the mountain gate spoke.

"Senior, I'm overthinking."

The female god of war spoke. She covered her body with golden armor, her chest was full, her waist was like a soft willow, her legs were straight, and her crystal clear face was very calm, with an alternative beauty.
To be continued...