Immortal Devil Transformation

These days, although Lin Xi has followed Tong Wei to practice archery skills in running, but the hit rate is still unsatisfactory.

The opponent with the mark of sunflower on his chest is not far away from his eyes. The three edged spear that nailed Jiang Xiao to the ground with a single blow has a strong sense of oppression for him.

But the cold fire burning in his chest made his arrow more stable.

"Pa!"

When "golden anemone" made a violent step towards Lin Xi, Lin Xi's .

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in the silence of "golden anemone" and Jiang Xiaoyi's coughing and laughing, Lin Xi carries a bow and arrow on his back, changes back to the black sword, carefully leaves, and goes towards the direction of the yellow wall.

After using the ability of not willing to use in the face of "golden anemone", and exhausting himself in the direct attack on the stone Hall of spear array, Lin Xi twisted out of the stone hall again, then limped, walked out of the yellow wall more carefully, and out of the trial valley.

Among the peaks that are the northernmost and the closest to the insurmountable mountains behind the college, there is a relatively "short and fat" peak.

The back of the mountain has been hollowed out. There are several bright lights burning the hall of Qingxin grass and fragrant oil which can make people's heads clearer.

These halls in the middle of the mountain are lined with desks, stacked with mountains of letters, paper pieces, sheepskin rolls and other things. Many lecturers in black robes are busy with reading or recording in an excited manner.

There are a lot of wires with clips in these halls. Some paper and small rolls with dense handwriting are clipped on the clips, and they slide to other places in these halls quickly through these wires.

Even if there is no computer, the scene is still reminiscent of the bustling stock exchange hall.

This place is the back mountain of Ailao peak. The hall is busy with piles of letters and paper, which is what president Zhang jokingly called "Yinhe hundred million times lecturer".

Shortly after Lin Xi left the trial Valley, several parchment rolls recording the detailed performance of many students, including Lin Xi, were delivered to one of the halls.

These small sheepskin rolls passed along the iron line, and passed through the hands of several "Yinhe hundred million times lecturers". After these lecturers recorded some data rapidly, they passed along the iron line to a white haired and paunchy lecturer in a hall at the deepest part of the mountain.

The number of people in the hall in the deepest part of the mountain is much smaller than that outside. There are only 20 people, but the desk in front of each person is more than twice as big as that outside. The things piled up on it are also in direct proportion.

This fat lecturer with grey hair has a big body and a small scar on the corner of his mouth. If Lin Xi sees it, he will surely feel that he looks like Hong Jinbao by seven or eight points. However, on the bridge of his nose, there is a pair of brass shelves. The lenses are polished with crystal, as thick as the bottom of a bottle. There are absolutely no old glasses outside.

If Lin Xi sees this kind of presbyopia glasses, which are rarely seen in the world, he will surely feel a lot of the atmosphere of the world before him.

Habitually, the fat old lecturer with thick lenses on the bridge of his nose quickly and skillfully pulled off these small volumes on the clip, and while browsing, he recorded them on a brochure with a small pen made of black carbon.

Suddenly, his face was excited. The original ruddy face became purple because of the shortness of breath and the violent fluctuation of mood. At the same time, the black charcoal pen in his hand was broken because of his over exertion with a light bang.

Once again, I turned over the pamphlet in my hand and compared the sheepskin pamphlets. The fat old lecturer, who is like Hong Jinbao at seven or eight points, stood up in the crowd of a large number of books and pamphlets. No matter some of the books he got on the ground, he hurriedly took off his glasses on the bridge of his nose, stuffed them into his sleeves, and then grasped the book and sheepskin pamphlet Roll, run out of the hall, out of the hall.

In the dusk, the fat old lecturer grabbed the slide bar on the silver wire rope, and with a worried and trembling posture, he rushed to the peak separated from Ailao peak. He ran all the way quickly and directly into a small yard in a pine forest with a little gasp.

There is only one old man in the small courtyard with blue bricks and black tiles. The old man has broken his arm and his face is wrinkled, but his eyes are full of wisdom. His glory can awe all the dignitaries of the Yunqin Empire, because he is the person who came back from the star lake war. He is vice president Xia of qingluan college.

"Lao Xiao, what do you find? You are so worried?" Looking at the fat old lecturer who appeared in front of him in a hurry, vice president Xia's eyes were curious and full of expectations.

The fat old lecturer quickly took out the glasses in his sleeve, put them on again, and handed the small volume and the small volume to Vice President Xia: "Lin Xi The arresting gear you selected this time is Tianxuan. It's weird... "

"Weird?" Vice President Xia took over the pamphlet and pamphlet, but he didn't look anxiously. His brow was wrinkled: "what's weird?"

"Today, when he entered the stone Hall of spear array for the fourth time, he passed 125 steps Last time, it was step 117. A young man from Lulin town who had never been in contact with any practice. With his practice, the third time he entered the stone hall, he could support step 117. What's the concept! " The fat old lecturer took a deep breath and stared at vice president Xia directly after the crystal slice thick as the bottom of the bottle: "but of course, this is not enough for me to get to you right away. I got here because of his fight today You can see what I mean by looking at the records of his cultivation and the distance and time of his gallop today. "

Vice President Xia's brow was frowned more tightly. He stared at the small handwriting on the small volume, and his face showed unprecedented dignification and vibration. After three stops, he made a difficult judgment: "you mean, his spiritual thickness Different people? "

The fat old lecturer was a little angry and said: "summer knows autumn! It's obvious to combine these records! "