August 14th.

Inside the forbidden area.

The divine power was already very thinner than the first day. On the contrary, the Buddha's light in the depths of the forbidden area became increasingly dense.

The Moonlight Night Woman looked up at the direction of the sunset, then walked deep into the forbidden area.

It seems that the Bodhisattva of the Tribulation is stronger than everyone expected. He defeated all the ninth-level resurrectionists earlier than everyone expected and passed the test, which led to the time for him to merge into the original source shortened, and the forbidden area might have to be closed in advance.

Ten minutes later, somewhere in the forbidden area.

Moon Night Woman was wearing a tight suit and a metal mask, standing in front of a middle-aged man holding a sword, with a calm tone:

"Senior, we're meeting again."

"Dare you still dare to come back? Seeking death?"

"It's just to experience the feeling of death." The Moon Night Woman's voice came from under the mask and was slightly deformed.

"Very good, then I will fulfill your wish! I won't let you run away this time!" The middle-aged man with the sword squinted his eyes, "But before killing you, I will allow you to leave your sect and name so that I can brag for the next life!"

"Wang Ting, Wu Ai Wei."

"What is the royal court? What is the garbage name?"

"It's 5023 now, a thousand years ago, the Sword Sect was divided into two, part of it was the royal court, and part of it was the clown."

"Your practice originated from the Sword Sect?"

"Reborn from the Sword Sect."

"Haha, grandpa is so laughing. Just you, what about the Return of the Sword Sect... It's just a trash martial arts cultivator..."

The Moon Night Hero stood calmly in his original place, with his figure tall and straight. To be honest, most of the resurrections he saw were a little confused, and the reason of the resurrections from the Sword Sect was the only one that was completely unaffected.

Just like the person in front of you

He was not interested in the split of the Sword Sect, nor was he interested in another part of the "Clown". The only thing he was interested in was ridicule the person standing in front of him.

What does this mean? It means he is the same as before his lifetime.

Death for thousands of years, never forget your original intention.

This is very admirable.

The Moon Night Woman said nothing, but slowly pulled out the long sword in her hand and pointed it at the seventh-level sword cultivator in front of her.

The sword cultivator's eyes were slightly condensed, and the spirit sword was unsheathed.

"Shu..."

There was a sudden sword light in front of me, covering the sky.

Through the metal mask, the world in front of Moonlight Night Woman is different from that in the eyes of normal people. She can see more colors and changes, subtle changes in spiritual power and airflow, see more details, and magnify perception.

When she held the sword tightly, the world suddenly slowed down.

The countless sword lights flew towards her, which seemed dense and impenetrable, but soon found a flaw in her eyes.

...

Zhang Yogurt turned RuSerie A into a slim black light armor, designed by her own, outlining a graceful figure. Although her breasts are not full enough, they have a pair of proud long legs, and the slender waist contracts inward, showing beautiful curves.

She also found a sword cultivator Wang Ting she had met before.

At this time, one of the two sides stood on the ground, looked up, and the other was sitting on the treetops, holding a bamboo flute and playing.

The sound of the flute is timeless and long, and suddenly stops again.

"Since you have escaped, why come again?"

"Come and fight with you."

"Are you seeking death?"

"Grandma, I'm not that stupid. You must be the one who dies."

"Oh!"

"Chen!"

The magic sword is unsheathed.

One side was filled with sword rain, and the other side was holding the sword up.

...

On the evening of August 14th, Ling'an Academy.

This year's Mid-Autumn Festival Gala is related to the school anniversary. Ling'an Academy was founded on August 14th. Because next to the Mid-Autumn Festival, the school will organize the school anniversary and Mid-Autumn Festival Gala together every time, which can save some money and energy for students. When encountering the legal holidays of 15, 16, and 17, you can also take a day off less.

This year marks the 660th anniversary of the founding of Ling'an Academy, and the school has invited many celebrities and art workers to come.

If you want to chase stars, you can also find idol stars. If you don’t want to chase stars, there are also many famous old artists, singers, dancers, and performers.

Many of them are graduates from Ling'an Academy, and they are all senior brothers and sisters.

The school is happy to invite such students who work in art after graduation to perform in their alma mater because it is cheap and some of them don’t have any money at all.

In short, this is an art feast, with all kinds of art forms, young, nostalgic, current trends, traditional retro, everything.

The old man from the Europa League stood on a wooden stick and slowly walked towards the teaching building with the support of the wooden stick.

Many students walked towards the sports field along the way.

After passing several teaching buildings, they were all empty.

The old man turned his head repeatedly and felt a little curious.

If I remember correctly, today is indeed August 14th. He has an evening self-study session, which will only start tomorrow. The Mid-Autumn Festival Gala and the 660th anniversary will start tomorrow night. Why is no one going to class tonight?

"classmate."

The old man, leaning on a crutch, stopped and looked at several classmates with a smile: "Where are you... going? Why is no one going to class?"

"Hello teacher."

Several classmates immediately stopped.

A strong male classmate replied: "Tomorrow's evening party, today's school anniversary, many celebrities have come, some of whom are graduates, and they will take the lead in performing at the No. 1 Martial Arts Repair Hall tonight, and many other celebrities have responded..."

“Can you still order songs.”

“It can also interact.”

"It's probably even more exciting than tomorrow night."

"In the afternoon, the school also issued a notice saying that if there is no class, you can go and see it. I heard that there are security guards checking the campus card at the door, and only students from our school can enter with the campus card. However, our teacher immediately sent a notice. There were evening self-study students in the evening, but the teacher couldn't say it anymore. He probably wanted to go to the performance and didn't want to go to class anymore."

A girl immediately corrected: "Almost all the teachers sent notices. The classmates I know, who have evening self-study, have not attended..."

A few people answered one by one.

"When will it start?"

"Seven half past seven."

"Thank you everyone, I wish you all a happy view..."

The old man nodded with a smile and saw off a few classmates, he stood there and thought about it and continued to walk towards the teaching building.

Slowly and slowly.

When I arrived in the classroom, there was no class yet.

There were about a dozen students sitting scattered in the classroom.

Other students probably saw that all the teachers had not been given a notice to go to evening self-study, so they thought that the whole school had no evening self-study and went to see the performance. Or even if they skip classes for the sake of performance, it would be quite good.

The old man doesn’t know which celebrity artists the school has hired this year. His information has been somewhat closed recently. He participated in the Mid-Autumn Festival and School Anniversary Gala ten years ago, twenty years ago, even more than a hundred years ago, and those music and dances are worthy of appreciation.

"Dingling..."

The class ringtone happened to ring.

The old man put down his book, held a wooden stick in one hand and a podium in the other, but he bowed to the dozen or so students below:

"I'm sorry, I heard that many art workers held performance meetings at the Martial Arts Museum tonight, including music, dance, and opera, which are more comfortable than the formal evening party tomorrow. The teachers in the school gave the students a holiday and asked the students to go to the performance meeting. I am old and don't know about this, but I only found out on the way I just came here. I'm sorry for you to come here for a trip.

"If I had known it, I would have given you some vacation.

“But I’m very pleased that someone can come to class.

"I feel relieved when someone goes to appreciate art."

The old man raised his head and glanced at the students below. As expected, they were the dozens of people who were most serious about their classes on weekdays. So he said, "I thought about it on the way here. Since everyone has come, maybe it should be a lecture to you. But it shouldn't be a lecture. So many students didn't come, so they would have less class to continue teaching. So I planned to ask you about your opinions. If you want to listen to the class here, I will teach another class, something that you didn't hear originally, something absurd, but when I saw you, I suddenly changed my mind."

The old man raised his hand and looked at his watch, turned around and wrote a few big words on the blackboard.

“Cultivation and Life”

The old man turned around and looked at the dozen people.

These dozens of people who impressed him the most.
To be continued...