Di Hui smiled. Without waiting for Jiang Yi's reply, he flicked his sleeves and walked into the storm.
In the blink of an eye, all that could be seen was his back. There was also a faint voice. Amidst the flashing lightning and rumbling thunder, it was actually clearly heard. "That student is called Yang Qingxuan."
Di Hui's figure disappeared in the raging wind. Only the torrential downpour was left behind.
"Yang Qingxuan?"
Jiang Yi thought for a while and said, "Since Di Hui said so, this student must be special. I have to keep an eye on him. However, how did he know about this person? Could he have been watching from the side all this time? "
Jiang Yi could not figure it out. He sighed and muttered to himself, "In the past few years, other than that mysterious Wu Qiyue, there has been no other outstanding genius in the academy. In the long run, the title of the best academy in the five nations will have to be given to someone else. This accident may not be a bad thing. "
"If the tomb really appears, it will not only shock the five nations in the north. We have to search for clues in secret. Otherwise, if the news gets out, I'm afraid this world will be exposed. "
"Who is this Di Hui? He is definitely not just the Eastern Thunder Nation's State Preceptor. There must be a shocking secret hidden under his identity. However, other people's matters have nothing to do with me. Moreover, I owe him a favor. "
All kinds of messy thoughts flooded Jiang Yi's mind, but he immediately dismissed them. After a long sigh, he stepped on the golden waves and left.
…
More than a month had passed since the inner court assessment.
The accident in the assessment brought a great shock to the Heavenly Consort Academy and the Cangnan Nation, but it gradually calmed down.
Of those students who were lucky enough to survive, other than a few who were too deeply poisoned and died from the poison, the rest had all survived. Furthermore, their strength had greatly improved.
Every day, people came to look for Yang Qingxuan, but they could not find him.
Yang Qingxuan was afraid of trouble and delaying his cultivation. He hid in the Divine Sound Mountain and cultivated in the Welcoming Dragon Pool.
During this period of time, he constantly studied the Six Yang Palms and discovered one thing. The fifteen beads left behind by the Sky River Department contained extremely strong Yang energy. They could be used as weapons and spirit stones.
Over the past month, he had been constantly absorbing the Yang Qi from the bead, increasing the purity of his Six Yang Palms.
After one of the beads was absorbed by him, its crimson color became slightly dimmer, but if one didn't compare it carefully, it would be difficult to distinguish.
From this, one could see how much Extreme Yang True Qi was contained within these fifteen pearls.
Back then, in the pool, when the Sun, Moon, and Star Wheel were condensed, the countless red threads absorbed were much larger than these fifteen beads.
Thinking of the power of the Sun, Moon, and Star Wheel, he couldn't help but lick his lips. After using it that time, it seemed to have used up all of its energy. It had been lying dormant in the Fire Cloud Seal without any movement.
Yang Qingxuan also understood that the Sun, Moon, and Star Wheels were just external objects. Only by increasing his own strength was the right path.
Therefore, he didn't spend too much energy on the Fire Cloud Seal. Instead, he spent the past month bitterly cultivating the Six Yang Palms.
Mystic-grade martial arts techniques were extremely powerful. He still needed some time to completely master the Six Yang Palms.
On this day, he was immersed in the visualization state, comprehending the giant palm print in front of him. Suddenly, he felt something and opened his eyes. He reached out and grabbed the fifteen pearls floating in front of him and put them into his ring.
"These pearls are bright and full of Yang Qi. They should be condensed from the essence of the Heavenly River."
A soft and gentle voice sounded. It was indescribably pleasant to the ears.
Yang Qingxuan's eyes flashed with surprise. Beside the pool, a faint fragrance wafted over. A young girl like a begonia flower came into view.
He looked at the enigmatic young girl in front of him. She was filled with too many secrets. He said, "You know about the Heavenly River?"
Wu Qiyue smiled faintly and said, "In the Firmament Star Field, there are two divine waters. They are the Heavenly River and the River of Forgetfulness. They regulate the balance of Yin and Yang in the entire Star Field's Thirty-three Skies."
Yang Qingxuan said in surprise, "Thirty-three Skies of the Star Field? What's that? "
Wu Qiyue's breath was like orchids. She said, "The Firmament Star Field is vast and boundless. With the Central Great World as the core, there are thirty-three planes surrounding the world. The Blacknight Continent is one of them."
Yang Qingxuan was shocked. He hurriedly asked, "How do you know? You're not from the Blacknight Continent?"
That day in the ancient palace, Du Ruo had said that matters regarding the planes of the continents were a secret of the sect. However, this enigmatic young girl in front of him seemed to know everything.
Wu Qiyue chuckled. She played with the hair hanging down from her temples and said, "What do you think?"
Yang Qingxuan smiled bitterly and said, "I'm not a roundworm in your stomach."
Wu Qiyue snorted and said, "If you don't want to guess, then forget it. You can figure it out yourself. I won't say anything." She was clearly unhappy.
Yang Qingxuan could only brace himself and guess, "No?"
Wu Qiyue blinked and asked, "Is that important?"
Yang Qingxuan was stunned and said, "It's not important."
Wu Qiyue chuckled and said, "If it's not important, then why did you ask?"
Yang Qingxuan was depressed and said, "Then why did you ask me to guess?"
"Haha."
Wu Qiyue laughed, making the flowers in the valley pale. She said, "Many things will be understood as your strength increases. Your future accomplishments won't be limited to the Blacknight Continent. "
Yang Qingxuan said, "You think so highly of me?"
Wu Qiyue blushed and said, "Of course. If I'm not wrong, your Martial Soul, the Taixuan Sword Mound, has been awakened."
Yang Qingxuan's expression changed and his heart was in turmoil. He had never mentioned the Sword Mound to anyone. How did this girl know?
He suppressed the shock in his heart and said calmly, "What did you say? What Sword Mound?"
Wu Qiyue's pupils shrank. She stared at him for a while and suddenly slapped at him with her palm.
Yang Qingxuan only felt the wind blowing at his face. Even with his body at the middle stage of the Swinging Qi, he felt the pain of his skin being cut. He was shocked and instinctively grabbed the Demon Slaying Sword and blocked it in front of him.
"Bang!"
A jade-white palm pressed on the sword and made a buzzing sound. The sword radiance overflowed and the strong wind from the palm flew past the two sides of the sword.
Yang Qingxuan did not feel uncomfortable, but the water behind him exploded and a huge whirlpool appeared. It swept into the sky like a dragon.
Then, the water dragon shattered in the air, turning into thousands of raindrops that fell to the ground beside the two of them.
"Haha."
Wu Qiyue took back her palm and laughed, "Yang Qingxuan, your expression is so real. You almost fooled me. What is that sword in your hand? You are at the middle stage of the Spiritual Martial Realm and your Genuine Qi is as strong as the late stage. Not bad, not bad. "
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