At this time, a gust of mountain wind blew, and the leaves all over the mountain rustled.
The mountain wind was so cold that Lin Yi was sweating all over. He was agitated by the mountain wind and his body couldn't help but shrink before he could speak.
The young teacher couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.
He has been waiting here for a long time. The other students have already finished their reports, but there is one such student who has not come yet.
"Are you Lin Yi?" he asked.
Lin Yi was a little confused and nodded: "Exactly."
The young instructor couldn't help but shook his head. Although his face was still ugly, his tone was slightly gentler, "Since you have been recommended and you know today's report, why not earlier?"
Lin Yi was startled for a moment, then reacted in an instant, and said apologetically: "I live in the north of the city, and I walked here. I started walking here early in the morning. Unexpectedly, it was a bit late. I think everyone else arrived earlier than me, but I kept my husband waiting for a long time.
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After hearing these words, the young teacher's expression immediately softened.
Those who can teach at Nantian College are not ordinary people, and their pursuits are very different from those of ordinary practitioners. Seeing that Lin Yi is quick-witted and humble, this young teacher knows Lin Yi's family background, so he has a different liking for Lin Yi at this time.
Have some sympathy.
"The rest of the freshmen have already started evening classes. Please give me your recommendation letter for verification and I will take you there. After evening classes, other teachers will naturally take you to the dining hall and arrange accommodation." He gestured to Lin Yi.
, asked Lin Yi to take out the sponsorship letter.
Lin Yiwei bowed and saluted, took out the letter of recommendation from his sleeve, and handed over the tall and thin old man's letter at the same time, "In addition to this letter of recommendation, I was reading books in the library of Qitian College in the past two days.
, a senior asked me to bring a letter over, saying that it was to be handed over to Nantianyuan He Xiuxian."
"Someone has sent a message, how can I practice in Nantian Academy?"
The young teacher frowned and said, "I haven't heard that there is anyone named He Xiuxian in our Nantian Academy. In the library of Qitian Academy, who asked you to bring the message?"
Lin Yi was also stunned: "The senior didn't tell me my name. He just said that as long as I give the letter to any instructor in Nantian Academy, he will understand it naturally."
"What a joke."
The young instructor took a look at the letter of sponsorship in Lin Yi's hand and made sure there was nothing wrong with it. But when he looked at the letter without any seal, he felt that Lin Yi's words made absolutely no sense.
However, just as his fingers came into contact with the letter, his expression suddenly changed, and his eyes fell in disbelief on the thin letter in his hand.
A slight numb feeling continued along his fingertips, rippling throughout his body like running water.
In his perception, a layer of silvery mist formed on the surface of this thin letter.
In the silver mist, there is a mysterious world that he cannot penetrate and cannot understand at all.
When his perception came into contact with this layer of mist, countless loud sounds rang out in his mind, making it impossible for him to think calmly.
The young instructor took a deep breath, and when he raised his head again, his expression was solemn.
"The senior who asked you to bring the letter really meant to give it to me, a man named He Xiuxian from Nantian College?" He looked at Lin Yi very seriously and asked solemnly.
Lin Yi had no way of knowing what this young man was doing to learn to perceive the world, but he saw clearly the change in the other person's expression and was a little stunned, "I really mean to leave it to He Xiuxian of Nantian College."
The young instructor took a deep breath and nodded slowly.
"You come with me first."
He put away the letter of sponsorship and this letter, turned around and led the way.
Passing through a courtyard, the young teacher led Lin Yi into a pine forest.
This pine forest is full of cedars, all ancient trees, with dense needles intertwined like huge umbrellas, blocking the skylight.
However, Lin Yi did not feel dim, but felt that his eyes were bright.
In the middle of this pine forest, there is a bungalow.
The bungalow is made of pine wood and bark. The bark is covered with moss and looks a little damp. However, at this moment, the bungalow is filled with candles made of pine seed oil. The lights are bright and the bungalow is illuminated.
The whole body is emitting yellow light.
Inside the bungalow was a school, with fifty or sixty students sitting neatly, all about the same age as Lin Yi.
The person teaching these students was a female instructor in black robe.
This female instructor seemed to be in her thirties, with ordinary facial features and not good-looking, but she had an exceptionally calm temperament.
The young instructor bowed to the female instructor at the door, then walked in and whispered a few words to the female instructor.
Then he walked out with the female instructor.
The female instructor frowned slightly. She looked at Lin Yi for a moment and wanted Lin Yi to go in and take a seat first, but she hesitated and said, "You wait here first."
Lin Yi nodded in agreement, becoming more and more aware that the identity of the tall and thin old man who handed him this letter was definitely not trivial.
The people sitting in this school should all be freshmen who entered this year. The status of this female instructor should be much higher than that of the young instructor, but she is leaving herself outside at this moment, but it seems that she is afraid of that "He Xiuxian"
If she wanted to find him, she could let "He Xiuxian" see him as soon as possible.
There is a breeze rising from the forest.
The female teacher's footsteps suddenly became faster.
The young teacher barely kept up with her, but couldn't help but asked softly, "Senior Sister Xi, are you really sure that this letter was given to the priest in Huangyuan?"
"I don't know his full name, but I know his last name."
The female teacher responded calmly: "Besides him and the dean, I can't think of a third person who is qualified to receive such a letter."
The young man smiled bitterly and stopped talking, but his mood was still fluctuating like a stormy sea.
In the world of practitioners, condensing yellow buds is considered the entry level, the first level of cultivation.
Thirty-six strands of yellow bud true energy form one revolution. When the ten thousand revolutions of true energy is condensed, the true energy is powerful enough to open a life palace in the body.
This Ming Palace is a sea of true energy created out of nothing. When the Ming Palace is opened, the true energy will change, and thousands of streams will flow into the sea. Every ray of true energy in the body will naturally flow towards the Ming Palace, forming a cycle.
This life palace realm is the second realm of the practitioner's world.
In this second state, although the wisps of true energy are still in the form of yellow buds, the practitioner's physical body is washed by the true energy day and night, and both the strength and the speed of absorbing spiritual energy are far superior to those in the yellow bud state.
As you move up to the Ming Palace realm, and then condense it to 50,000 turns of true essence, you will reach the Ruyi realm.
In the Ruyi state, even the appearance of the true essence has changed. It is no longer a yellow bud in the body, but a small vortex in the shape of Ruyi.
It is difficult for ordinary people to become practitioners, and among practitioners, six or seven out of ten can reach the ideal state at best.
This young instructor is already one of the best practitioners in the world. Being able to serve in Nantian Academy is only the fourth level of Chengtian above Ruyi Realm.
However, the practitioner who Tuolinyi brought the letter to was already outside the world of ordinary practitioners, at least above the eighth level of divine confusion.
Because only those who are above the realm of divine confusion can have such a method that leaving a trace of true energy is enough to confuse his spiritual perception.
According to this young man's knowledge, the total number of practitioners in the world does not exceed ten.
In the southeast corner of Nantianyuan, halfway up Minggu Mountain, there is an abandoned garden.
This garden originally contained many precious flowers and trees, as well as rockeries and flowing water. However, I don’t know when it began to be abandoned. Even the surrounding bamboo walls were in a state of decay.
However, when the figures of the female instructor and the young instructor were still nearly a hundred steps away from the entrance of the abandoned garden, a figure had already appeared at the entrance of the abandoned garden.
The person who appeared at the gate of this abandoned garden looked very strange at dusk.
He was wearing a worn-out bronze armor with mottled rust everywhere on it, and there were many marks left by swords and arrows.
This is a heavy armor from the previous dynasty.
The armor covered the man's whole body, making it impossible to see his face, but it made him look extraordinarily tall.
There are two slots on the back of his armor, and two large swords are inserted crosswise, the big ones look like two flags.
When the female instructor continued to move forward and was less than fifty steps away from him, the armor on his body vibrated slightly. He stretched out his hand to signal the female instructor to stop. At the same time, his voice sounded coldly: "What's the matter?"
The female instructor stopped, then raised her head slightly: "Someone brought a letter from Qitian Academy, saying that he wanted to bring it to Nantian Academy for He Xiuxian. I think he wanted to deliver the letter here."
The man in heavy armor was silent.
But in the deserted garden behind him, he remembered an old and calm voice, "Send the letter in." (To be continued)