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Chapter 9 Breaking Waves Senior

Mingyue of the Great Song Dynasty http://www./0_1/  The latest work of the great master Xiangnan Xiaoxiaosheng!.

At 8 o'clock the next morning, Philea brought Yinhen to the foot of the first teaching building on time. Before they arrived, more than tens of people had gathered there and divided them into three columns according to gender. Among them, the two male teams and the women were in the same team. The spacing between each team was relatively wide so that the students could follow their respective spirits.

In addition, although the students were consciously lined up, there were many discussions about the prospects on the scene, and there were a lively scene.

At this time, Yinhen, who was following Philea, felt that the body fragrance formed by different girls was filled with the nose. Fortunately, Yinhen himself belonged to the type that was very restrained against girls, and such occasions would not cause any discomfort for him.

However, he himself gained a lot of gazes projecting towards him. Most of those gazes were filled with disgust and resentment, and a small number of them showed curious look.

The reason for this is easy to explain. As the spiritual follower of the nobleman Philea, who mercilessly defeated the pillar of Su Ji's spirit follower of the fireworks rhino in public, then as the opponents of the nobles, they were naturally disgusted with the house. Although they had deep doubts about the victory or defeat of the battle, the sophistry was unfounded when they were in front of them.

Yinhen is too lazy to deal with this. Anyway, he has never stopped looking at this in these days, and it is no big deal after getting used to it. At most, he is a little angry about Philea.

"Apart from black hair, it seems that nothing special." A pleasant female voice mixed with a hint of playfulness suddenly rang in her ears. Yinhen looked at the sound with some uncertainty, and then got a positive answer, indeed, saying something for herself.

The other party is a girl lined up behind Philea. She is about the same age as Philea and has a petite figure compared to Philea. She has a short pink pear blossom, and her light purple eyes are extremely bright and lively. Paired with Ainil's girls' uniform, it gives people a sense of purity and purity like a "green girl".

Philea also noticed what the other party said, and immediately turned around and acted like a 'strict senior' attitude, shaking her fingers up and down and said, "Cola, don't forget the fate of the 'dirty cow' and her 'stupid cow', just believe me."

What are you doing? It turns out that they know each other but then again, with Philea's poor popularity in the academy, she can also make friends with such a friend Yinhen couldn't help but glance at Philea in surprise. It's impossible that the other party is also a child of a noble family.

But his luck was really not good. Philea seemed to have expected Yinhen’s thoughts long ago, and she turned her eyes on him in advance and grabbed him right away.

"Damn it, you must think that my personality is very bad and I can't find friends, right?"

Yinhen's face changed slightly, hesitatingly scratched his head, and then he forced a smile that he thought was sincere, "How could it be that in my heart, you have always been a very good girl, and social things are even more difficult to pull down."

"It's useless to say anything this time. I'm really angry." Philea curled her lips, but Yinhen, with the intuition he had been with the other party these days, could easily guess that the move worked. Since he figured out Philea's weakness, this move has been tried and tested.

Looking at the chat between Yinhen and Philea, Cola couldn't help but cover her mouth and chuckled, "The relationship between you two is really good. I'm not good enough myself. I don't know if I can go to Xiling Mountain this time to get along well with this little guy."

As Cola said, a sudden commotion occurred in the cloak, as if a little guy was inspired to climb up quickly. Not long after, a little flying mouse with white hair as white as snow finally squeezed out the cloak and landed on Cola's shoulder. His round and dark eyes were full of agility, as if he was observing the surroundings.

But at this moment it seemed to be full of sleepiness. After it came out, it absorbed two sips of cold air in the early morning and then fell on Kera's shoulder, looking like she was "unmoved" and fell into a deep drowsy sleep.

"Kora, you really... can have such a cute spirit." Philea looked angry, "Forget it, no matter how envious you are, it seems that you won't wake you up."

"Will you come and exchange?"

"What" Philea didn't understand much.

"I mean..." Kera leaned slightly towards the direction where Yinhen was, and tapped her sakura's lips with an index finger, and a hint of cunning suddenly appeared in her eyes, "How about using this little guy to exchange for your spirits, Philea!"

This time, Philea was sure that the other party was not talking casually, but she didn't know what expression to deal with it for a while, and her words became inexplicably stammering, "I...Cora, you."

"What the hell is going on? If you agree, we can exchange it through the way of offering spirits. I think this method is foolproof."

"Kowei... Why?" Philea only felt her brain blank and her thinking was a little stagnant.

"Do you still need to ask the reason? Of course..." Cola was about to make a long list of explanations, but suddenly a sound that sounded strongly interrupted what she was about to say next.

Yinhen, with an unquestionable look, coupled with a plain voice, "No need to say, I refuse any exchange, but I should take my mind back to the upcoming 'Sweeping Spirit'."

"Yinhen, you..." Something inexplicable suddenly surged into Philea's heart, especially looking at Yinhen's decisive face, a warm smile couldn't help but curl up the corner of her mouth.

The atmosphere froze for a moment because of Yinhen's strong statement, but it was broken by Kora's voice with 'sadness'. She hugged her head and said bitterly, "I won't play anymore, I won't play anymore, I'm really defeated you."

"Cola, it turns out you are joking and teasing me!" Philea quickly understood her original intention from Cola's expression, "It's so hateful."

As she said that, she pretended to be vicious and stepped forward to subdue the girl who dared to tease her, pressed the other person's clavicle with one hand to limit the target's movement, and the other hand that was freed wandered wildly in every corner of the other person's body, launching a fierce "tickling attack".

Cola quickly couldn't stand Philea's itchy attack, and after laughing out loud, he quickly expressed his surrender.

Seeing this scene, Yinhen couldn't help but smile from the bottom of his heart. He originally thought that Philea, who was a noble, would be hostile in this civilian academy, and lived every day alone with self-pity. Even the instinct of laughter would disappear with the passage of time. Fortunately... a girl like Cora can give her some warmth.

By the way, according to Yinhen, Philea has actually lived in this Ainier Academy for the second year, not just as he thought at first.

In fact, any spiritual college is usually allowed to be admitted to the hospital when the student is seventeen years old. After a year of useful teaching, it helps the student to achieve a better ending in the second year of "summoning spirits".

It should be almost the same time, and this can be seen from the gradually decreasing conversations of the students. Sure enough, in front of the queue, the senior lecturer of Curryer, who was familiar to the students, was already standing there, and there was a young man who looked in his twenties next to him.

The young man had gray hair, his eyes were also gray, and his distinctive facial features made him completely "handsome". Even his figure looked extremely agile. You don't have to think about it and know how much this guy was in the past.

At this time, the young man standing next to Curlier seemed a little cramped, and his eyes carefully swept across the students.

"Dunlang, I will leave everything to you later. Although it is my first time leading the team, I, including other lecturers, have full trust in you." Curlier's wide palm rested on Duanlang's white hand, and said earnestly, "Don't let us down. I think you have heard of that. Between the special barrier of Xiling Mountain, only young people under the age of twenty-five can carry their spirits to step on, otherwise they will be attacked by the resistance of the barrier."

"With your strength, please protect everyone's safety. In order to facilitate the management school, the students have been divided into three batches, so please let me know everything."

"I really envy these juniors who can get the care of you as serious and responsible teachers. Don't worry, Teacher Coulier, I will do my best. This trip to Xiling Mountain will definitely be perfect!" Duan Lang seemed to be infected by the emotions in Coulier's words, and a strong sense of responsibility surged in his heart, and he made a firm guarantee.

"Well, I can feel at ease with you, so now..." Curlier nodded, then turned his eyes to the three columns, "It's great for students to arrive on time, I have to praise you first."

After a wave of applause of catering, Curlier continued with a peaceful smile on his face: "Today, it is the day when everyone goes to Xiling Mountain to complete a crucial part of his life as a psychic, and to carry out the spiritual washing that he cherishes only once."

"What is 'washing spirit' I think in theory class, your teacher has explained it to you countless times, so I won't go into details here. There is only one thing that really focuses on..." Seriousness appeared on Curlier's face, "Can you tell me in unison?"

"Safety first!"

Obviously, the students were very familiar with the life creed that this senior lecturer of Curlier usually pursued and gave the correct answer without thinking.

Curlier nodded immediately with satisfaction, then turned the topic to another thing that needed to be explained. He stretched out a hand to Duan Lang beside him, signaling everyone to focus on the other party for the time being.

When the students' eyes gathered on Duan Lang, he, who was not good at dealing with such occasions, suddenly showed a shy smile and lowered his head slightly to touch the tip of his nose.

"His name is Duanlang. He graduated from this college three years ago and is considered your senior." Curryer sighed in his eyebrows, "And one thing is that on the day of graduation, he successfully reached the level of 'two whales'!"

"Two whales, no, he looks only in his twenties."

"If that's true, then this senior Duanlang is also very talented, and he is likely to reach the same level as Philea!"

"The problem is that the spiritual master is. No matter how talented the spiritual master is, it is useless if you don't get a powerful spiritual master. I don't know what the spiritual master of this senior will be."

This brief introduction by Curlier made the crowd that had originally quieted uproar again. Obviously, this senior Duanlang, who was extremely talented in cultivation, attracted the interest of many people. Many people have various questions about him, the most concentrated point is probably the question of what kind of spirit Duanlang has.

"It seems that the children are very interested in your privacy issues. How to show it?" Curlier said with a smile. He was also happy to see the situation in front of him. If Duan Lang can shock these young and energetic teenagers through his strong performance, it will undoubtedly be quite conducive to the collective action in the future.

Duan Lang responded without any hesitation, "This kind of thing is not privacy. If I can integrate into this group faster through this method, I will be able to face the next thing more confidently."

"The academy has not read you wrong. You have always worked hard, no matter where you are." Curlier said with a proud tone with a half-closed eyes.

Under everyone's gaze, Duanlang's eyes suddenly became concentrated. After silently chanting his own exclusive summoning spell with his lips, someone noticed that three or two jumping Mars suddenly reflected in his gray eyes, and the Mars turned into burning flames in an instant, and the air also produced a violent sense of heat.

The airflow visible to the naked eye was fluctuating, and the fluctuation range quickly formed a door of flames. A handsome horse bathed in flames neighed and ran out on the burning ground, and soon came to Duanlang.

Duan Lang seemed to have no mind that the horse that looked extremely hot, turned over! Perhaps for him, this horse was no longer limited to spiritual followers, but regarded it as a true partner who shared weal and woe!

"It's my good brother, Spark War Horse."

Such a powerful Ling Cong and Duan Lang's extremely sincere attitude towards Ling Cong moved many students here, and they were already satisfied with the fact that Senior Duan Lang led the team, especially some young girls, who now had strange looks in their eyes.

"It's so handsome, that senior." Kola smiled.

"The talent is pretty good." Philea also praised it with rare.

In contrast, Yinhen’s focus is completely different, “Why do other people’s spiritual servants have to stay outside, and he seems to be summoning his own spiritual servant from some kind of space”

"After washing the spirit, you naturally have such ability. You probably don't know much about what it is like to washing the spirit." Kola smiled and replied, "But I'm also quite curious whether the humanoid spirit will successfully integrate into a suitable space. It must be the bathhouse of her own owner," she said without hesitation.

"How can he help him when he goes to that kind of place." However, Philea's natural tone surprised Cora. ​​She probably didn't know that Philea didn't regard herself as a human being at all at some point, Yinhen thought bitterly.

In addition, he could probably understand the meaning of Cora's words. Perhaps every spirit will find a certain "residence" expressed in the form of space through the "spirit washing". Even before he could ask, he had to temporarily interrupt it.

After a period of self-display at Duanlang, the team had quickly adjusted to a waiting state. After Curlier finally explained some precautions to Duanlang, the students led by Duanlang officially embarked on the itinerary towards the goal of "Xi Lingshan".
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