"Well...the head of the Li family respects himself..."
"Can you take your hands away..."
Situ Jie was stiff all over. After living for more than twenty years, this was the first time he encountered this situation.
"Then what are senior brothers doing with their hands?"
"After all this, you still dare to put your hand on my daughter's shoulder. Do you believe I chopped it off?"
Li Baitian continued to smile and spoke the devil's whisper in a gentle tone.
"Yes, yes, I was also worried that Senior Sister Huahua is afraid of heights, and I was abrupt."
Situ Jie quickly took his hand back, trembling, trying to tease his young daughter but was caught by his old father. Instead of beating him, the old father smiled at him, which made him feel even more furious.
The head of the Li family is a bit scary.
Li Baitian asked: "How does this sword fly? It doesn't look like you are controlling it."
"This is a flying magic weapon. There is a small formation at the hilt. You only need to put spiritual stones into it and activate it with true energy to use it. No control is required."
"I see, we are going to the main peak now, right?"
"yes."
"The position of this flying magic weapon has been adjusted, right?"
"Yes, I have made arrangements early in the morning to welcome Senior Sister."
"In that case, what are you still doing here? This sword is your apology to me. It won't matter to you, so you can get out."
Li Baitian stretched out his left index finger and flicked it, and Situ Jie was instantly knocked away.
"ah!"
At this moment, Situ Jie was stunned. He couldn't help but scream in fear as he looked at the enlarging ground.
Suddenly he fell from mid-air, and for a moment he forgot the fact that he could fly. He fell hard to the ground, and there was another wail of pain, and his hands and feet were broken.
"Father, why doesn't that senior brother fly?"
Li Huahua tilted her head and looked at the limp Situ Jie below. She was obviously walking in the wind when she came out, so why did she fall so badly when she was thrown down?
"He's so stupid."
"Zhengyi Academy isn't that good either. The disciples are so stupid."
Li Baitian frowned and expressed doubts about the teaching quality of Zhengyi Academy.
"This sword is Huahua's entrance gift."
Li Huahua patted the sword under her feet with hopeful eyes.
Naturally, she knew Situ Jie's little thoughts very well. She originally wanted to use this to give Li Baitian a hard blow after he left, but she didn't expect that the old father couldn't help but make the first move.
Li Baitian: "If you want to eat shit, it's mine."
…
A few minutes later.
At the foot of a mountain somewhere in the academy.
An old man was sitting cross-legged in meditation, while more than a dozen disciples were practicing their fists and feet.
"Elder Ye, you have to make the decision for me. The Li family is so bullying. They actually threw me off the flying sword!"
Situ Jie's face was ferocious, his eyes were filled with hatred, and he couldn't stop wailing in pain.
"Junior Brother Situ, who hurt you like this?"
"Li Family? But that No. 1 Arena Competition?"
"It doesn't matter if you are number one. He dares to commit murder before he is officially accepted as a true disciple. If he becomes a true disciple, then that's okay. He needs to go to her to argue!"
"That's right, call a few more senior brothers and let everyone see the arrogance of the Li family!"
When the disciples saw Situ Jie's miserable state, they stopped moving.
Everyone's eyes were filled with anger. The hierarchy and circles in the academy were severely divided. Situ Jie was a member of their outer sect, but he was crippled by a quasi-true disciple who had just entered school. If he didn't say this, everyone would probably regard them as an outer sect in the future. So easy to bully.
"Shut up and don't make any noise!"
"You mean, you kindly went to pick up Li Huahua when he entered school, but you were not only dropped by Li Baitian on the way, but you were also beaten into a disability?"
The old man was none other than Elder Ye. He was very angry with the Li family and his daughter during the entrance examination. In the last round, he was publicly humiliated by the young master. He was worried that he had nowhere to vent his anger.
As a result, on the day of admission, the father and daughter got into trouble again and beat an outer disciple to death.
The facts are before our eyes. The disciple he taught had indeed had his hands and feet broken by Li Baitian and was still lying on the ground. This can't be wrong, right?
"Haha, Li Baitian, you asked for it this time!"
"Come here, prepare a stretcher for him. I'm going to go find Li Baitian to argue!"
…
Li Baitian and Li Huahua were completely unaware of all this.
After landing on the main peak, they did not find a place responsible for entertaining new students. Instead, they found a scripture storage pavilion where exercises and scriptures were stored.
After announcing the door to their home, one parent and one child easily entered the attic to check.
Li Huahua's name has spread throughout the academy. This is a genius who can release sword energy at the age of six. As long as he enters the academy, he will be a true disciple.
The elder guarding the attic, surnamed Fang, followed Li Baitian.
The reason why the head of the Li family came in was to examine the quality of the academy's teaching. He was naturally full of confidence. How could he not know the quality of these exercises after so many years in the Sutra Pavilion?
Even the lowest-grade techniques are carefully selected.
It's just that the speed at which Li Baitian read made him doubt his life.
Li Baitian quickly flipped through the exercises with both hands. The knowledge he needed to learn most at the moment was what the cultivation system of this world was like.
He quickly flipped through the books at a glance. He didn't need to experience and understand these exercises. He only needed to read the catalog and know what the practice was about.
Eight out of ten of these books mentioned Yuanshen and spiritual power.
In the words of immortal cultivators, cultivation is divided into two stages, with the watershed being the Nascent Soul stage.
Monks in the Nascent Soul stage will condense their own soul. The soul is the embodiment of a person's spiritual power. The stronger the willpower and spiritual power, the more powerful the soul is.
And powerful souls can often give birth to some special abilities. The battle between senior monks is almost a battle between souls, which is very dangerous and terrifying.
Therefore, the practice before the Nascent Soul stage is all about polishing spiritual power and preparing to condense the soul.
"Master Li, what do you think?"
"You can rest assured that Huahua is here. Our academy is in Tianlong Continent. It has a great reputation and will never let you down."
As he walked past the bookshelves one by one, Elder Fang gradually became a little uneasy from being full of confidence at first.
There is no other reason for this. The head of the Li family reads books too fast. After flipping through one book, he immediately flips through the next one. He only looks at the table of contents, and there is no classic book or technique that is worthy of his nostalgia.
Could it be that Li Baitian lost interest in these exercises just after glancing at the catalog?
In previous years, some parents were worried about coming, but after watching these exercises, all of them were shocked and speechless.
In contrast, Li Baitian's calmness became unfathomable.
"That's not necessarily true. When I first entered the mountain gate, I saw that the outer disciple responsible for welcoming new students had broken himself."
"When encountering an emergency, he even forgets that he can fly. Li is very suspicious that the teaching in your institute is too tame."
"But these exercises are still possible..."
Li Baitian said casually.
He had a preliminary outline in his mind about training, and he was even more convinced that his method of tempering bones was correct.
Everyone was using long-range spells to attack each other. At this time, he swept across with an invincible physical body, which would definitely catch everyone off guard.
"Master Li is joking. Flying is a compulsory course for entry. Everyone in the academy knows it. How can anyone throw himself to death? Hahaha..."
Elder Fang laughed loudly, thinking that Li Baitian was joking.
It is a fantasy that a monk could throw himself to death, just like a person starving himself to death while guarding a table of food.
As soon as he finished speaking, an angry shout suddenly came from outside the Sutra Pavilion:
"Li Baitian, come out, I'm here to seek justice for the academy disciples!"
