The legend about Rakshasa Valley is not a secret at all in the cultivation circle. Over the years, many people have been looking for the entrance to Rakshasa Valley.
Whether domestic or foreign, even many cultivators from the West are eyeing this treasure land. The Rakshasa Valley has resources that are extinct in the world. If the Rakshasa Valley is contracted like the owner of the fish pond...towards life
Peaking is no pipe dream.
Most people search for the Rakshasa Valley from the perspective of profit, but Luo Pang has Luo Pang's pursuit. His purpose of entering the Rakshasa Valley is just to find a thousand bones. To create a peerless scabbard,
Thousands of Dry Bones are an essential material.
So after seeing the hope on Luo Pang's face and the eyes that contained endless hope, Lord Throwing Thunder suddenly felt a little panicked...
"Xiao Hei has only detected some suspected fluctuations in the Rakshasa Valley, and it is not completely confirmed yet. If you want to enter the Rakshasa Valley, you still have to rely on some chance..." said the Thunder-Throwing Lord.
In fact, this statement has made it very clear. Rakshasa Valley is like a place of peach blossoms, which most people can only meet but cannot seek. Historical records record that there are only a handful of cases of successfully entering Rakshasa Valley, and many people are leaving after leaving.
After the Rakshasa Valley, although it was said that they brought out the so-called extinct resources in the Rakshasa Valley, they completely forgot about their experience in the Rakshasa Valley.
So there is another theory that Rakshasa Valley does not actually exist at all.
The real Rakshasa Valley is just an illusion created by the ancient powerful ones. The reason why some people say that they have brought out extinct resources from the Rakshasa Valley is actually because they were enchanted by illusions.
None of this information is a secret. Whether it is Lord Throwing Thunder or Fatty Luo Luo Chuang, they feel like Ming Jing'er.
And it is obvious that Luo Pang is unwilling to give up: "No matter what, I want to give it a try. Ever since I met Lord Jingke, I know that my wish to build a peerless sword has been shattered. No matter how hard I make the sword, I will never give up."
It is impossible to surpass Master Jingke..."
When Fatty Luo said this, he held up the hands of the Thunder-throwing Lord with excitement: "So, whether we can create a peerless scabbard depends entirely on you, Brother Lei!"
The corners of Zhenjun Grenade's mouth suddenly twitched, and then he took away Fatty Luo's greasy hands with some disgust on his face, trying hard to keep a smile: "I try hard..."
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It is still the Wednesday of the ninth week of school on June 22.
A lot of things happened this morning because of the old devil's live interrogation.
Teacher Pan had to come to class early to start suppressing the "riot."
Because the noise in the class this morning was no longer the noise that she could hear just after walking out of the office. According to Teacher Pan, she had already heard the shouting in the class as soon as she came out of the subway entrance next to the school.
It can only be said that as the teaching pioneer of No. 60 Middle School, Teacher Pan deserves to be called Teacher Pan.
It is said that the head teacher has a good ear, and Wang Ling feels that this is not true at all...
But suppression is suppression, and Teacher Pan seems to be in a particularly good mood today.
All the crows in the world are as black as black. There is one thing that all the head teachers in the world like to do, that is, they love to compare the students in their own class with the students in other classes.
Teacher Pan rolled up his sleeves, supported the podium with both hands, and sighed with a look of resentment: "I don't even know what to say to you. The gap between the two elite classes in our No. 60 Middle School is getting bigger day by day.
Can't you just imitate Fang Xing from the next class?"
This name made Wang Ling suddenly raise his head.
Because he seemed to have heard it somewhere.
But I only heard this name recently, right after the escape contest.
Later, Wang Ling found out that Fang Xing was a new transfer student. He was also transferred from a neighboring city and was directly placed in the elite class. There are only two elite classes in No. 60 Middle School, and one is Wang Ling's first and third year of high school.
Classes 1 and 2 are left. Fang Xing is the new transfer student from Class 1 and 2.
Originally, Guo Erdan wanted to talk about this matter in the morning, but the news of the old devil's live interrogation was too big, and the matter of the new transfer student was just like Wang Feng who was robbed of the headlines and was selectively ignored by everyone.
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During the morning class, although Teacher Pan praised the transfer students generously, this still failed to satisfy the curiosity of the students.
So when get out of class was over, Guo Erdan was surrounded. Two girls, Sun Rong and Lin Xiaoyu, were sent as representatives to test the reality of classmate Fang Xing next door.
"Is there any news about the transfer student? Where did he transfer from?" Chen Chao asked curiously.
"Have you ever heard of Tianshi Emperor Zhong?" Guo Erdan clicked his tongue and said.
Everyone shook their heads. Rather than not knowing this high school, it was better to say that they had never even heard the name.
"An uncle of mine told me that this is an aristocratic high school in Jinghua City, built on a spiritual mountain. Although it is an aristocratic high school, not everyone can attend it. The annual selection is very strict, and the number of students enrolled is limited." Guo
Erdan held his chin up and looked thoughtful: "So, this Fang Xing's identity must not be simple."
"If his school is so good, why did he choose to come to our No. 60 Middle School?" someone asked.
"I heard from my uncle that if you want to study in Tianshi Emperor Middle School, one of the mandatory requirements is to buy a room in the school district next to the school. Mr. Fang's family has now moved to Songhai City, so he chose to transfer to another school.
As for why I chose No. 60 Middle School... I don't know." Guo Erdan spread his hands helplessly.
"But in addition, I also heard that this classmate Fang Xing has only been here for one day at No. 60 Middle School, and he has already caused three major events..." Guo Erdan.
"Which three?"
"The first thing is that when classmate Fang Xing just came to school, he directly challenged Patriarch Yu. Patriarch Yu and he used the wooden sword used for teaching to fight. After the two swords were exchanged, Fang Xing's wooden sword was not damaged at all, and Yu
The clan leader's sword turned into sawdust... and when the wind blew, it turned into sand. Classmate Fang Xing said that his sword technique is called "You are the wind, I am the sand." "Guo Erdan.
Everyone: "..."
"The second incident happened at the freshman reception. Old Antique went to explain our school's campus culture to Fang Xing, but Fang Xing fell asleep. So, Old Antique threw a piece of chalk at Fang Xing...
…Then, he caught it!”
Everyone: "..."
"The last thing is also the scariest thing. In order to welcome classmate Fang Xing, Juan's mother specially made a dish for him to eat..." Guo Erdan.
Just hearing the word "Juan Ma" made everyone tremble. They thought that before the escape competition, Guo Erdan once suffered from Juan Ma's "rice ice".
"If we use that Rice Bingbing dish as the basis for scoring, if the toxicity of Rice Bingbing is three stars, then the 'Shenluo Tianzhu' made by Juan's mother...the toxicity is five stars!"
Guo Erdan said with horror in his eyes: "As for that classmate Fang Xing, after eating Juan's mother's 'Shenluo Tianzi'... he was actually unscathed."