On the side, Chen Mo, who had been silent all this time, suddenly said.
He Xuan turned her head, looked at Chen Mo, and said with a smile: "Classmate Chen Mo, do you think so too?"
"You know me?"
"A genius with a seven-point talent, your name is now being circulated in the school. Congratulations, you are famous."
Hearing this, Qian Ming also looked at Chen Mo with envy.
A large part of the reason why he got close to Chen Mo was because of Chen Mo's talent.
In fact, few people know that his admission to Penglaixian Academy was predetermined.
The reason is that he has an awesome father.
It has to be said that when monks open their arms to ordinary people, the elite class always enjoys the benefits first.
Of course, Penglai Island cannot allow all places in Penglai Academy to be monopolized by the powerful class.
In fact, they only occupied 10% of the quota.
But comparing the number to more than 99% of ordinary people is already a huge injustice.
He Xuan paused and continued: "Although monks are trained by ordinary people, monks are too powerful compared to ordinary people. Let alone monks, the rich and powerful people among ordinary people can treat the people.
Can they maintain psychological peace? Can they not be arrogant?"
Chen Mo pursed his lips and said nothing.
He Xuan turned her head and looked at the podium.
"As for you, with your talent, refining qi, concentrating, and even building foundations are not difficult for you. Can you still guarantee that in the future, you can say the arrogant words of monks to ordinary people like you did today?"
Seeing that Chen Mo wanted to speak, He Xuan raised her hand and stopped him.
"You don't have to promise," she smiled, "I've seen too many people like this. They used to be ordinary people, the kind of ordinary people who would even be afraid of the police. However, after they became monks, they became
Everything has changed.
After all, it would be too difficult for a superman who can kill ordinary people with just a breath to sit down and reason with ordinary people calmly.
Whether you say you are arrogant or look down upon, the gap between monks and ordinary people is really there and cannot be eliminated with a few words."
After listening to He Xuan's words, Chen Mo thought for a moment and said, "It is true that I cannot guarantee what I will be like in the future, but at least, as of now, I cannot agree with the monk's superior views."
He Xuan shook her head, "You still don't understand that the monks' superiority is based on their mastery of power beyond ordinary people."
"Then I will have more power than them!"
"But you can't change people's hearts, you can't change human nature! Coercion is not the solution to the problem."
He Xuan shook her head.
"Then establish a system! Establish a new system that both ordinary people and extraordinary people can accept, and then maintain it!"
After hearing this, He Xuan raised her head and smiled.
"I'm sure that in the future, you will definitely like the Extraordinary Association."
As the three of them talked, the square gradually became filled with students.
"Um...classmate, you haven't told me your name yet?"
After listening to the debate between the two, Qian Ming felt that the sweet-looking woman in front of him was not simple.
He Xuan smiled but said nothing.
Then, she walked straight to the podium.
Standing on the rostrum, the noise in the square gradually quieted down with the teacher's support.
Everyone focused their attention on the rostrum.
"Hello everyone, this is the first time we meet. Let me introduce myself first. I am the first principal of Penglaixian Academy, He Xuan..."
In the audience, Qian Ming and Chen Mo were stunned.
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Prehistoric.
Qiyun Mountains.
Zheng Dong is in retreat.
Calculating the time since the beginning, he has been trapped in the late stage of foundation building for more than ten years.
During this period, he tried countless ways to break through to the Golden Core stage, but they all failed.
However, these attempts are not without value.
He has now basically figured out the key to breaking through the golden elixir.
Dantian is filled with Qi.
Vast magical power swirls in the sea of qi. Decades of practice have given Zheng Dong a profound foundation, coupled with the Book of Truth's deduction of the "Three Volumes of the Book of Heaven" techniques.
The purity of Zheng Dong's magic power is simply unimaginable for ordinary players.
Even without using the magic weapon of Sword Gourd, he could easily kill the true disciples of Wuliang Mountain instantly.
He is not on the same level as ordinary foundation-building monks at all.
Cultivation, skills, spells, magic weapons, etc., make up the entire combat power of a monk.
As for ordinary foundation-building monks, they were only on the same level as him in terms of cultivation. Other techniques, spells, and magical weapons were far behind Zheng Dong.
To defeat him is undoubtedly a dream.
Zheng Dong even doubted that with his background, he could fight beyond the level.
It's just that he has never met a fourth-level extraordinary person so far, so he can't judge how strong the opponent is.
However, for a third-level blood knight like Grand Duke Roland, Zheng Dong only needed one move to kill him.
After all, his sword gourd is a top-quality magic weapon that contains the mark of the law, and it has great restraint on the bloodline knight's immortality.
At this moment, Zheng Dong's mood was clear.
In the Dantian Qi sea, mana hovers like clouds, and countless mana converges towards a point in the center.
Zheng Dong's method of breaking through the golden elixir is very simple.
Compression! Unlimited compression!
Quantitative changes lead to qualitative changes!
However, this method of breakthrough is too risky.
If he hadn't been in the wilderness, using this method to break through the golden elixir would be simply asking for death.
Even so, Zheng Dong didn't know that this was the first time he had "sought death."
However, compared to the first time he compressed mana, Zheng Dong had figured out the "method" and it was no longer a brainless compression.
Instead, during the compression process, always pay attention to changes in mana and constantly adjust the "strength" of compression.
This method is simple and crude, but it is based on his death countless times.
Gradually, the energy in Dantian changed.
All I saw was a cloud-like white mass, circling on its own.
The swirling white mass continuously attracts the magic power in the Dantian.
Zheng Dong knew that he had already succeeded halfway.
The last failure was because he failed to keep up with the replenishment of mana. In the end, the white ball shattered and the violent mana tore him into pieces.
But this time, Zheng Dong was already prepared.
In front of him was a spiritual pond.
The spiritual pool is filled with thousand-year-old spiritual milk.
Millennium Spiritual Milk is a name given by Zheng Dong himself. In fact, it is a spiritual liquid he developed to quickly replenish mana for foundation-building monks.
As for the effect, a drop of Millennium Spiritual Milk can replenish all the mana of a foundation-building monk.
Even if Zheng Dong's mana far exceeds the upper limit of ordinary monks, he only needs one hundred drops of Millennium Spiritual Milk to replenish it.
This amount is just a small mouthful.
Zheng Dong felt that his magic power was insufficient and immediately opened his mouth.
He saw the thousand-year-old spiritual milk in the spiritual pool immediately flying towards his mouth, drawing a line of water in the air.
With the thousand-year spiritual milk to replenish his mana, Zheng Dong's originally depleted mana immediately became full.
In the dantian, the "white ball" has new mana added, and it spins more and more violently.
Outside the secret room.
Time passes slowly.
One day, two days, three days.
One week, two weeks...
One month later.
Zheng Dong's Dantian Qihai finally had new changes.
The rotation speed of the "white ball" gradually slowed down, and cracks appeared on the "white ball".
Suddenly, a golden light shot out from the crack.
Finally, more and more golden light emitted from the cracks, until the white clouds completely shattered, and a round golden elixir floated in the sea of energy in Zheng Dong's Dantian.
At this moment, the world had undergone earth-shaking changes in his eyes.