A Sword Through the Nine Heavens Chapter 13: Retest

In the middle of the night, the bright moon hangs alone in the sky. All around is quiet, only the cries of crickets occasionally break the silence.

Kiyu looked around for a while, and many immortals stayed here for one night and will leave tomorrow. It was late now, and many immortal masters must have rested, and there were still lights in a few rooms. He needed to be careful to ensure that he would not be discovered by those immortal masters, so he chose to detour as far as possible. For him, as long as there is a tree, it is not difficult to get over the wall.

A vaguely speaking voice rang out in front of him. Kiyu dodged and hid on a tree. He saw two young people coming from a distance. They were dressed in costumes and looked like gray students from the university. undoubtedly.

"It's horrible to let us serve it so late!" a young man complained.

"No way, the status of the elder of the Jiuhua faction is not low. We should still take care of it. It would be nice if others are happy to accept us as entourage." Another young man said hopefully. .

"The elder had a weird temper. Yesterday a senior brother accidentally splashed tea on him, and he was shot flying with a palm of his hand. I heard that now that senior brother has no possibility of cultivating immortality, his dantian was damaged. , I can only be a gray disciple in my life."

Thinking about this, the speaker involuntarily shuddered. They all said that companions are like companion tigers. For disciples at the bottom of the cultivation world like them, a little carelessness will make their lives unsafe. Grey disciples are in the cultivation world. It's too hard to climb up.

"Don't complain, most elders have weird tempers. We just need to make sure everything is in order. It's no wonder that the brother drove while serving the elders." The other brother still had hopes and didn't do anything for that brother. Unfortunately, it is only natural that the person did not serve to be beaten.

When the two gradually moved away, Kiba jumped from the tree. He looked at the backs of the two, with mixed feelings in his heart. Gray disciples are the lowest level of existence in the cultivation world. It seems commonplace to be insulted or beaten by others, and they don't even have any idea of ​​resisting.

However, after another thought, even if they want to resist, there is nothing they can do. The fairy master has extraordinary methods. Where can the gray disciples resist? If you ran into a certain elder, even if he was killed by someone else, he would be ignored.

The two gray disciples seemed to be over sixteen years old. Obviously they both chose to stay, hoping to find a chance to be favored by a certain sect elder and thus join a certain sect. The dedication to cultivating immortals allowed them to silently bear the call of those aloof immortal masters. For that illusory opportunity, they might be trapped in academy for the rest of their lives, but they seemed to be reluctant to give up, so they lived a life of fear every day.

Kiha clenched his fists, he didn't want to be a gray disciple! Unwilling to bow down forever! He must find a way to leave the university. But so far, he hasn't had any ability to change. The only thing that can make him feel good is probably to retest his talent color. Whether you know it or not, you must at least prove that you are no worse than others.

There is no one on duty at night in the academy, because no one dares to make trouble here. There are some immortal masters who can reach the sky, unless they are impatient. Kiyu turned around a yard and, with the memory of the day, found a place to test the stones.

There is an iron gate in front, which has been locked, but there is a small tree beside the wall. The feathers of the wood merged into the tree and climbed up the stone wall easily. Standing on the stone wall, he could vaguely see the stone that tested his talent during the day lying not far away. Kiyu was a little afraid of heights, so he didn't dare to jump down, so he could only grab the wall with his hands, and slowly dipped his body, then he loosened his hands, fell off, and fell heavily to the ground.

Kiha got up, patted the dust off his body, and looked around in the shadows, making sure that there was no one, and then he tiptoed towards the stone.

The gray and ugly stone shows a strange halo under the moonlight, which looks a little weird. It has been paid attention to once a year, and it will be an ordinary stone beaten by wind and rain throughout the year, and only gray disciples will occasionally wipe it.

Kiba thinks that such a treasure should be kept in storage. After all, this is a treasure used to screen the talents of disciples. If it is broken, it will be bad. But this stone is so big and twice that of Kiba, it must be troublesome to move around.

Actually, this stone needs to absorb the spiritual energy and essence of the heavens and the earth, but it can better maintain its spirituality under the baptism of the sun and the moon. This is also the reason why those in the academic institutions do not put it away. Mu Yu didn't know some situations in the realm of cultivation at all. He grew up in a village, so how could he know these.

Kiba looked at this stone, this stone that determines his identity and fate during the day, if he is not scrupulous during the day, it should give himself a higher level of talent? If he was judged to be cyan or green by the stone, then his destiny would be different at this moment, maybe he would enter a good school, and would not fall to the point where no one wanted it.

But what's the use of testing?

Kiyu suddenly hesitated, even if he measured that his talent was cyan? No one here sees it, and no one knows, even if the stone shines during the test, it is useless. Because no one has proved that, no one will specially watch the results of his talent appraisal. If he runs and tells others that his true talent is not gray, I am afraid no one will believe him, and will only treat him as a joke.

When I tested in the village, the fairy master didn't pay much attention to it. The talent must be average, so why bother to humiliate himself?

However, during the daytime, the stone did not show the color it should be due to the halfway waste, which made Kiba very unwilling. Sometimes things are like this. One thing can be done better, but it is messed up because of some accidents, and it is very uncomfortable to be labeled with a misnomer for not exerting one's true ability.

Even if your talent is not enough to attract the attention of the fairy master, at least you should have a red or orange reaction. He just wanted to understand all of this, and didn't want to become a gray disciple in a muddle-headed manner and let others trample it forever.

He calmed his mood, then slowly put his hand on the gray stone. He thought about it, no matter what color it is, as long as it is better than gray, then he has a bottom in his heart, and he will not lose hope for the future.

When the hand touches the stone, the stone is not cold, but has a slight temperature. The familiar warm current came from the stone again, flowing through all the meridians of his body, his body was again taken away from control, but at the same time, his facial features became extremely sharp. He saw that the sleeping grass suddenly shook the dew on the leaves, the branches and leaves were shaking, and the rhizomes continued to grow. Kiba also noticed that the buds that were supposed to bloom tomorrow morning trembled and began to shake the petals, as if to echo Kiba, they began to open.

These feelings are not unfamiliar to Kiba. He has found himself controlling the growth rate of plants before, but he has not dared to be too obvious because the Demon Yumon also controls trees, he is afraid Others perceive the abnormality, so they dare not let the plants grow too obvious.

At this moment, his body is no longer under his own control, and those flowers and plants are also indulging in rhythm under his influence~IndoMTL.com~Branches and leaves are constantly emerging, beginning to grow out of season, and all these trees are not Law to stop.

The pleasant feeling came from the surrounding plants. The seeds buried in the ground rose up happily again, drilling out of the soil at a growth rate visible to the naked eye, and feeling the clarity of the world. Mu Yu liked this feeling very much, as the spring breeze was blowing, the earth rejuvenated, everything became vibrant, and the human spirit could not help but shake.

He felt that certain air currents flowed through his body meridians. These air currents were very strange. He had not found these air currents in his body before. After the warm current entered his body, the air currents did not know where they came out. All over the body, jumping, full of vitality, and then being dragged by the gray stone, it endlessly rushes towards the gray stone, endlessly and endlessly.

After a while, the warm current of the gray stone gradually receded, and it seemed to have completed its mission and returned to the embrace of the stone. The surrounding flowers and plants also stopped growing, everything returned to calm, the breeze blew, the grass and sand swayed, echoing the crickets' calls.

The surrounding area is full of vibrant flowers and plants, and every flower and grass has already passed the knees, and even the fragrance of flowers hits, rippling in the night breeze, refreshing. A feeling of freshness permeated all around, and Mu Yu felt refreshed, as if he had been reborn.

"What color will it be?"

Kiba closed his eyes tightly. He didn't dare to open them all at once. He knew that the stone should show color at this moment. He had a hunch that it would definitely not be gray this time, so would it be red or yellow? ? Mu Yu was a little nervous, he didn't even dare to imagine colors above yellow. He thought it would be nice if he had yellow.

He opened his eyes slowly, the stone in front of him came into view, and Kiba's eyes widened.