In fact, those who have dragons and phoenixes may not necessarily be emperors or queens, but it is not easy to be able to protect the dragon and phoenix in the end.
Not to mention the beasts that grew up with the dragon and phoenix are so powerful, how can the people who form the contract be any worse.
Although An Qingli did not take the matter of the emperor and empress seriously, when he said this, An Qingli still spoke out and made it clear: "If that day comes, I can be the emperor or the empress. But if I am the one who conquered the country by myself, then of course
He is the emperor, there is no need to give up the throne."
"So... courageous!" The male fairy from the school extended his thumb towards An Qingli.
Many fairies in the school clapped their hands happily and praised: "Good!"
An Qingli touched the golden dragon with his hand and raised the corners of his lips.
Before the Master came, the school became lively in advance and was even more lively than before.
Everyone was so happy, as if they were touched by the divine light of the little golden dragon.
An Qingli took the little golden dragon into the spirit beast bag and released the little tiger.
Xiao Huzi was already in the late stage of Earth Immortal, and Xiao Lingxi specially brought back a lot of pills for him from Mu Sheng.
"Hey, Fairy Qingli has many immortal beasts!"
The surrounding students were filled with envy again. Immortal beasts also look at appearance, just like humans.
Although we are all human beings, the differences between people can sometimes be huge.
The same applies to fairy beasts. It is obvious that An Qingli's thunder-winged tiger is of excellent quality.
Little Huzi, who was regarded as the king of his clan, looked at the envious eyes of everyone, so he took enough elixirs to eat and went to find the best thing.
Before reaching the Immortal stage, he served as the mount of the Supreme Being.
Moreover, the residences of men and women are not too far away for today's little Huzi. He can come back to An Qingli at any time if he wants.
Shangshancai sent away the golden dragon and got a little thunder-winged tiger king, which also attracted many envious eyes.
This couple, who are new here, are really amazing.
The first immortal technique that Shang Shan chose to learn was the transformation technique that Qiu Dajiao was practicing.
It's not that I mean to compete with Qiu Dajiao, but Shangshan himself has the insight to turn his body into water, so he should be able to learn the art of transformation easily.
Cultivation of immortal magic in the upper realm sometimes also pays attention to a fate with the immortal magic.
Just like Zhu Shishi, he learned things related to weapon refining quickly and well, but irrelevant things were like sour food that was hard to swallow, causing a lot of jokes.
It just so happens that Hidden Immortal Technique is one of the optional Immortal Techniques that everyone in the academy must take. If you don't learn it, you won't be able to graduate normally.
The first immortal method that An Qingli chose was the spirit-speaking technique in the spell. To be more precise, it was the bondage in the spirit-speaking technique.
In terms of spiritual arts, there are many subdivisions, such as sealing, curse, summoning, charm, chaos, etc.
There are some overlaps between different immortal techniques, so don’t underestimate the spirit-talking technique. Once you practice it, you will also have great potential.
The tutor has already entered the room, and she is a radiant lady.
The woman has a face, long calves, and extremely long legs. She has an excellent figure. She does not cover it up deliberately. Instead, she wears a gold silk ribbon around her waist to make her waist even more slim.
On the wrist of the lady's right hand, she wears a string of bronze beads. The string of beads jingles with her wide waist, which is another eye-catching place.
An Qingli followed the others and greeted the lady with his eyes.
That is a Master who is not like the Master.
The lady's eyes seemed to be electrified, and she glanced down casually, looking at An Qingli, and said, "Hey, there's a new one here today, what's his name?"
"An Qingli."
"An Qingli? I seem to have heard of it somewhere... Then An Dali, is that you?"
Before he finished speaking, the classroom burst into laughter.
An Qingli looked a little embarrassed. He didn't know that he had this new name, so he just smiled and said: "Probably, but my surname is An and my first name is Qingli. It's better to call me this name from now on."
"Yes." The female teacher nodded, then stretched out her pointed index finger, pointed at the person who smiled the most in the school, and said lightly, "Sure."
As the word "ding" came out, the person who smiled the most happily showed his teeth and narrowed his eyes into a slit, standing behind the knee-high desk.
The rest of the people laughed again, but most of them covered their mouths and their laughter was extremely restrained.
After An Qingli sat down, he also looked at the immobilized Earth Immortal.
The lady's red lips parted: "Which one of you will help him unlock the body-fixing technique?"
There was a sudden silence in the school. It was a body-holding technique performed by Master. Although it may have only used one level of skill, it was not that easy to understand.
But some people still volunteered to stand up: "Master, let me give it a try."
The Master gracefully crossed his arms in agreement.
The man who stood up immediately straightened his expression, adjusted his breathing, clasped his hands together, and made finger gestures one after another. Then he put his two fingers together, pointed at the person who was holding the body, and said: "Relieve!"
There was silence in the school, and there was even a bit of cold wind blowing in.
The person who was immobilized was still showing off his flowers, and his smile froze in place.
The man who stood up looked a little anxious, changed his finger gestures, and said again: "Exit!"
However, the person who was immobilized remained motionless and could not even blink.
"My breathing is messed up." The lady shook her head and said, "Practice hard when you go back. Who will be next?"
"Me!" Another person raised his hand and wanted to give it a try.
An Qingli opened his Lingxi right eye and had a panoramic view of the opponent's every move, including the depth of his breathing.
An Qingli is a master of alchemy and weapon refining. He pays great attention to details and is no stranger to the changes in the connection between finger movements.
The other party adjusted his breathing and began to change his finger techniques.
An Qingli sat behind the desk and began to imitate.
The female wife noticed the movements of An Qingli's hands and was quite interested in this genius who was valued by the school.
An Qingli imitated the movements on his hands, and the magic brilliance was still faintly flowing on his fingertips, but the opponent's breathing rate was not right, so An Qingli learned it wrong.
"Tsk, you deserve to be named a genius."
The female teacher knew something in her mind, folded her arms and walked to the upper hand position, and said with a raised eyebrow: "You are really the worst group I have ever taught."
Everyone in the school was ashamed, and the female teacher casually said, "Excuse me."
As those words fell, it turned out that the person's restraining spell was lifted.
The man who had lifted the restraining spell rubbed his cheeks that were frozen in laughter.
"Everyone sit facing each other, and breathe evenly." The female master began to perform the sutra, opened her big red lips, and recited the sixteen-character mantra, and then said, "Learn the body-fixing spell from me first."
All the students in the school did as they were told. The people at the same table sat opposite each other and began to prepare and cast spells on each other.
But An Qingli, a new arrival, sat at a table alone, faced the Master, silently recited the mantra, and learned the incantation from the Master without missing a beat.
Perhaps in order to take care of people like An Qingli who have no experience in the industry, every breath and every change of finger movements of the lady was done extremely slowly.
The slower you go, the more you show your ability.
An Qingli learned it meticulously, even the length and depth of his breathing.