"It seems that entering the academy for further study does not mean that everything will be fine."
The combined life experiences of Qin and Yi made him look at problems more maturely than ordinary teenagers.
Qin Yi now has no shortage of passion. However, to survive and develop in this environment, in addition to passion, he must also have a rock-solid Taoist heart.
Maybe that's what Chen Tingwei meant by ruthlessness.
"Elder Ke, Ouyang Hong..."
Qin Yi smacked his lips with his tongue. He didn't expect that he would be resented by powerful people in the academy while he was still on the way to the academy.
As a new student, it is naturally impossible for him to offend the senior leader of the academy, Elder Ke.
Elder Ke's targeting of him was nothing more than using him as an excuse to target Elder Shao.
In other words, to a certain extent, Qin Yi was shot while lying down.
But he didn't feel innocent in his heart. There are no perfect balances in this world. Whatever you gain, you must lose.
He was able to gain Elder Shao's favor and asked Elder Shao to sacrifice two years of contribution points in exchange for one of his admission qualifications.
That's it.
Being favored by Elder Shao will inevitably attract the hatred of Elder Ke.
This is loss!
"Senior Brother Tingwei's advice is very reasonable, get stronger, get stronger, get stronger again - this is the eternal survival philosophy of Yin Yang Academy!"
Perhaps, not just in Yin Yang Academy, but also in the entire world.
By extension, this is the case in past and present lives!
These disturbing trivial matters did not affect Qin Yi's mood.
After a while, Qin Yi returned to the cave and began his first training in Yin Yang Academy.
Last time on the road, he was able to successfully break through to the fifth level of mortal transformation. First, it was the long-term effect of the Dragon Leaping Pill, and second, it was the special blessing brought to him by the mysterious scroll.
But now, "Little Burning Technique" is obviously not enough, especially in an environment with abundant spiritual power like Yin Yang Academy, "Little Burning Technique", a low-level ordinary skill, is even more shabby.
"Perhaps, among the more than a hundred new students, the technique I practice is the shabbiest and the lowest level, right?" Qin Yi thought with self-mockery.
Although the mysterious picture scroll sublimates the "Little Burning Technique", ordinary low-level skills have their limits after all.
Now, the limit has been reached, and "Little Burning Technique" has almost no improvement effect on Qin Yi's practice.
Fortunately, the long-term effect of Yuelong Pill is still there, and the Mysterious Picture Scroll is working tirelessly to transform the physical body, which allows Qin Yi to still make some progress without any skills.
However, this level of progress simply cannot satisfy Qin Yi.
"Advanced skills are still needed! Only when advanced skills are combined with these favorable conditions, cultivation will advance by leaps and bounds. Otherwise, whether it is a mysterious picture scroll, a leaping dragon pill, or this cave with excellent spiritual power, all
It’s a waste of natural resources…”
If the mysterious picture scroll, Yuelong Dan, etc. are compared to a treasure house in Qin Yi's body, then the advanced skills are the key to unlocking the treasure house.
Without the key to open the treasure house, you cannot use the resources contained in it. It is obviously not enough to just rely on the resources of the treasure house to overflow from the cracks in the door.
The first night after entering Yin Yang Academy, it was surprisingly peaceful.
Time flies by, and in a blink of an eye it's daybreak.
After coming back to his senses from practicing, Qin Yi stretched out a long stretch and walked lazily outside the courtyard. The mountains were covered with a dreamy morning mist, accompanied by the melody of rustling leaves in the forest.
, the morning sunshine struggled to penetrate the morning fog, passed through the shade of the trees, and fell in spots in the courtyard.
Qinyi wandered around the mountains for a while.
Suddenly, a melodious morning bell came to my ears, with a clear rhythm, and it rang seven times in a row.
"The morning bell rings seven, this is the signal to summon the students of Chenhui Pavilion."
Although Qin Yi only arrived yesterday, he is very familiar with the rules of Yin Yang Academy. Especially people like Elder Ke and Ouyang Hong, who are secretly watching him and may give him small shoes at any time. Qin Yi is further urged to be careful.
, have a deep understanding of the Academy, and understand all the rules thoroughly, so that others will not get caught.
Qin Yi left the cave without stopping and walked towards the main hall of Chenhui Pavilion.
As we approached the main hall of Chenhui Pavilion, there were more and more people walking along the road, and many people who looked familiar kept appearing.
Qin Yi knew that these fellow sects should all be from the Qingluo Kingdom.
There is some intersection with his predecessor Qin Yi, at least they are all acquaintances.
Suddenly, Qin Yi felt a strange gaze on his left hand. At a glance, a familiar face appeared in Yi Yi's field of vision.
A hint of ridicule escaped from the corner of Qin Yi's mouth.
There were still faint bruises on the face of the man, and he was still staggering when he walked. He looked listless and weak. It was clearly Shi Kun who had been beaten violently by him.
However, Shi Kun's eyes were fixed on Qin Yi, with hatred like poisonous snakes shining in his eyes.
"Brother Jin, that's the bastard!"
Next to Shi Kun, there was a young man whose face was similar to Shi Kun's, but he was obviously several years older. His eyes were gloomy and fierce, and he was looking at Qin Yi.
Shi Kun's hateful voice was not suppressed deliberately, so Qin Yi heard his words clearly.
After a pause in his steps, Qin Yi looked sharply and sneered: "Shi Kun, I spared your life last time. It seems you didn't behave yourself?"
Shi Kun's hateful eyes revealed a trace of madness, and he said fiercely: "Little beast, last time I was careless and got into your hands! When we get to Yin Yang Academy, let's see how long you can continue to be arrogant!"
Qin Yi smiled indifferently: "I can be arrogant on your head once, Shi Kun, and I can be arrogant on you a hundred times. How can you do anything to me when you are so angry?"
Then he glanced at the young man next to Shi Kun, with a hint of disdain in his cold eyes: "You lost the fight and went home crying to find help?"
Shi Kun couldn't beat Qin Yi again and again, and his quarrel was nowhere near. His face turned pale with anger, he gasped for air, and he wanted to pounce on him and bite him.
"Young men, don't be too arrogant, be careful not to live long." At this time, the young man next to Shi Kun stared at Qin Yi with a sinister look and said in a deep voice.
This man looks similar to Shi Kun, so he must be from Shi Kun's clan. In this case, it is destined to be impossible to turn enemies into friends.
Therefore, there is no need for Qin Yi to be polite to this kind of person.
"No one can say for sure how long a person will live. But I, Qin, will definitely live longer than you. I am very sure of this."
After Qin Yi finished speaking, he smiled contemptuously and left directly.
Facing Qin Yi's back, the young man from the Shi family condensed his voice and transmitted the message into the secret: "Boy, remember, my name is Shi Jin. As long as you are in Yin Yang Academy, I will make you understand what will happen if you offend me.
What a nightmare!”
Qin Yi was furious, but he still restrained himself.
This Shi Jin could condense his voice into the secret, and his cultivation level must be more than a little higher than Qin Yi's.
It would be unwise for such an opponent to turn against him now.
"Shi Jin! You historians are really haunted. One day, I will make you historians regret, regret your ignorance, and regret that you have offended me!"