The top floor of Ye Ye Academy's Ye Tower
The Ye Pagoda has three hundred floors, each floor is three feet tall.
So the third floor is 333 feet.
So above the 333 feet of sky is the top floor of Ye Pagoda.
The old man in coarse white clothes sat on his chair and looked at the person in front of him quietly.
Originally, there shouldn't be too many people coming here, because there are no more than ten people in the entire college who have the authority to come here.
But he can, if he can't, then no one in this world is qualified to be here.
Dean of Ye Ye College, Speaker of the Ten-member Council of the Lanye Empire, the most powerful Grand Mage in the world, and a direct disciple of the Lost Moon Sage.
Dean Lin Xi.
But so many powerful and noble prefixes cannot give this old man a noble demeanor.
Because he has never been a nobleman at heart.
It never will be.
"When will you, a scoundrel, remember this?" The dean of Ye Ye College blew his snow-white beard. After calming down for a long time, he finally glared at the other party and said angrily: "Look at me, an old man?"
Opposite him was a man standing motionless like a statue, tall and thin in a dark gray robe.
His whole body was wrapped in that gray robe, and even his face was wrapped in a cold cast iron mask.
If you close your eyes, you won't feel a breath in front of you.
Because he is the king of darkness in this city, the Lord of West City Yi Lanshan.
Originally these two people were not supposed to meet, because one was the bright and powerful Dean, and the other was the dark and obscure Master of the Night.
But they have met here.
And the first sentence Yi Lanshan said was earth-shattering.
"Teacher, calm down."
Yi Lanshan was so unfathomable in front of Ye Qing at this time, but the Dark City Lord seemed plain and humble in front of Lin Xi.
But no one knew that he would call the dean like this.
"Xicheng is busy with official duties, and students really can't spare time."
Lin Xi grinned.
He is a strong man who has lived for hundreds of years, so his exposed teeth don't even look like an old man's. They are white and crystal clear, without any of the dark yellow and shrinkage of an old man.
He smiled like this, without answering, and gently stretched out his dry and thin fingers.
Then he weakly pointed out to the student opposite him.
That finger was powerless, as if it couldn't even penetrate a thin layer of paper.
But that finger was pointed by the most powerful magician in the world, so if the finger cannot penetrate the tissue paper, it does not mean that nothing can be penetrated.
So in an instant, a terrifying power that could change the color of heaven and earth was born in this closed stone chamber.
This is the top floor of the Ye Tower of Ye Ye College. It is one of the most heavily defended places in the entire Ye Ye College, but it is also the strongest and indestructible fortress.
Because this is the principal's office, the real hub for controlling the entire Ye Ye College.
But at this moment, in such an important stone chamber, the most unexpected change happened.
The air in the room instantly became thicker, like a transparent paste that had been boiled for thousands of times, and not even a breath of wind could be blown away, because the air instantly became millions of times heavier.
And countless slender green wind blades floated in such thick air. They were as small as the fibers of catkins. A month ago, the nobleman named Lan once drew 371 willow leaves on the street. , but the three hundred and seventy-one willow leaves added together are not as powerful as the power contained in this strand of catkins.
Catkins swam in the thick air, like agile silver carps. They left behind transparent trajectories, with an extremely dark gap at the end of the trajectory - that gap was extremely dark, so dark that it had no color or color. The brightness is a crack in the space, a sign that the space is divided.
There are ice-blue cold currents emerging one by one, lingering and circling, like extremely gorgeous and delicate ribbons. The blue ribbons are edged with tiny droplets of liquid. Many people don’t know what these droplets are. But those are water droplets condensed after the air is frozen.
Each of them is enough to freeze a large river, but there are seven hundred and thirty-four in front of us.
Of course there is light, extremely bright and pure. It is a pure white beam of light, as small as the faintest dust. These beams of light are clustered together to form exquisite flames of light. In that gray Around the underground city master, things bloom and wither for a moment, showing the utmost reality and beauty.
It was the ultimate evolution of the three systems of light, water, and wind. It was the realm that all great magisters dreamed of, but this old man with no aristocratic demeanor could point out a whole world with just one finger.
Once these powers were released, the entire Ye Tower would be completely destroyed, but the old man didn't care, just grinned and showed his white teeth, opening up this terrifying world.
"Talking and cheating is my specialty, but you still dare to mess with the class." The most powerful mage in the world said as he looked at the students who were surrounded by his own power.
Yi Lanshan's lips showed a helpless smile. The city lord of Xicheng was forced to stretch out a pale but slender female hand from his gray robe. He lightly held his left hand and made a half seal. .
This is only half a handprint, a dark-type handprint. Because it is only half a handprint, the pale female hand is held in vain on the chest.
The gray dust dispersed instantly.
That is the diffuse dust, that is the lingering cloud.
The clouds linger, just because the owner of the dust is standing there.
The dark city lord, with his thin gray robe hanging over his slender body, had that simple and cold mask on his face.
The layers of gray smoke have spread, overlapping with the three fields of feng shui and light.
It was a silent war, colliding with each other and devouring each other.
The endless shadows and dust are their common enemies, but the enemies are endless.
So the silver carp was cut off and devoured, so the blue ribbon was torn and torn, so the white flower finally withered and never bloomed again.
This war seems to be extremely long, but in fact it is only a matter of seconds.
When the gray fog swallowed up the realm of the three systems, the city lord spoke quietly, his voice humble and cold: "I haven't seen you for fifty years, and the teacher is still so energetic. It is really gratifying to the students."
"How far are you from Taiwei?" Lin Xi looked at his student whom he had not seen for fifty years, even though the two of them might have been in the same city for fifty years.
How far are you from Taiwei?
This sentence is enough to shock the world.
"I can vaguely see the threshold, but I still don't know how to take that step." Yi Lanshan replied calmly: "Where is the teacher?"
Lin Xi calmly stretched out a finger, and an irregular ball formed on the fingertip.
Just now, the old man, who was so old that he seemed to be scattered when the wind blew, raised his finger and laid out the three realms of feng shui and light in this room.
This move is enough to make all the great magisters in the world so ashamed that they commit suicide to apologize.
But at this moment, compared with the ball in his hand, even mentioning it seems to be unworthy.
It was a chaotic ball, with lightning, thunder, wind and rain hitting it.
You can also vaguely see the magma surging, dark red like blood flowing.
There is light and darkness in it, and it seems that they have been reincarnated for thousands of lives in an instant.
This small ball seems to contain the entire world.
In other words, this old man has perfectly integrated the six fields into this small area.
What kind of state is this?
I’m afraid no one in this world can answer it.
(The so-called No. 1 in the world means No. 1 in the realm of saints. Don’t get me wrong.
Lin Xi's way is to merge the six elements into chaos and achieve the saint state, but this last step is difficult to take. )
