Chapter 27 The lingering historian

"It seems that entering the academy for further study does not mean that everything will be fine.

The combined life experiences of Qin Yi and his two generations have made him look at problems more maturely than ordinary teenagers.

Now Qin Yi is full of enthusiasm. However, to survive and develop in this environment, in addition to passion, you must have a rock-solid Taoist heart.

Maybe that's what Chen Tingwei meant.

"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 was 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 a reason 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 two sides to everything in this world. There must be gains and losses.

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, and 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 given to him by the mysterious scroll.

But now, "Little Burning Jue" is obviously not enough, especially in an environment with abundant spiritual power like Yin Yang Academy, "Little Burning Jue", 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", there is a limit to low-level ordinary skills.

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 works tirelessly to transform the physical body, which allows Qin Yi to still make some progress without the skill.

However, this level of progress cannot satisfy Qin Yi at all.

"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 a cave with excellent spiritual power, 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 the treasure house, you cannot use the resources included. It is obviously not enough to just rely on some resources from the treasure house to overflow from the cracks in the door.

The first night after entering Yin Yang Academy was surprisingly peaceful.

Time flies by, and in a blink of an eye it's daybreak.

After recovering from practice, Qin Yi stretched his waist. Walking lazily outside the courtyard, the mountains are covered with a dreamy morning mist. Accompanied by the melody of rustling leaves in the forest, the morning sunlight strives to penetrate the morning mist and pass through the shade of the trees, leaving spots on the ground. In the courtyard.

Qin Yi 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 little shoes at any time. He further urged Qin Yi to be careful, understand the academy in depth, and understand all the rules thoroughly, so as not to let others take advantage of him.

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 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 Du's field of vision.

A hint of ridicule escaped from the corner of Qin Yi's mouth.

There were still faint bruises on the man's face, and he was staggering a little when he walked. He looked listless and weak. Surprisingly, it was Shi Kun who had been beaten violently by him.

However, Shi Kun's eyes were fixed on Qin Yi, his eyes shining with hatred like poisonous snakes.

"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. He looked at Qin Yi with gloomy and fierce eyes.

Shi Kun's hateful voice was not suppressed deliberately, so Qin Yi heard his words clearly.

After a pause, Qin Yi looked sharply and sneered: "Shi Kun, I spared your life last time. It seems you didn't behave well?"

Shi Kun's hateful eyes showed a trace of madness, and he said viciously: "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: "If I can be arrogant to you, Shi Kun, once, I can be arrogant to you a hundred times. You are so angry, what can you do to me?"

Then he glanced at the young man beside Shi Kun, with a little more disdain in his cold eyes: "You lost the fight, and went home crying to find help?"

Shi Kun couldn't beat Qin Yi in a fight, and they were far inferior in bickering. He was so angry that his face turned pale and he gasped for breath, wishing to pounce on him and bite him.

"Young man, don't be too arrogant, be careful not to live long." At this time, the young man beside Shi Kun stared at Qin Yi with a sinister look and said in a deep voice.

This man looks similar to Shi Kun, and must be from Shi Kun's clan. In this case, it is destined to be impossible to turn enemies into friends.

So, Qin Yi has no need to be polite to such a person.

"No one can tell how long a person can 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 walked away.

Facing Qin Yi's back, the young man from the Shi family condensed his voice and transmitted it in secret: "Boy, remember, my name is Shi Jin. As long as you are in the Yin-Yang Academy, I will let you know what a nightmare it will be to offend me!"

Qin Yi was furious, but he still restrained himself.

This Shi Jin can condense his voice and transmit it in secret. His cultivation must be more than a little higher than that of Qin Yi.

For such an opponent, it is not a wise choice to turn against him now.

"Shi Jin! You people from the Shi family are really haunting. One day, I will make you Shi family regret it, regret your ignorance, and regret that you have offended me!"

Qin Yi swore secretly in his heart.

Votes come!