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Luo Changfeng puts his knife away.

I picked up an umbrella from the snow and patted the covered snow on the broken bamboo.

Then he opened the umbrella and walked side by side with his senior brother.

Before we knew it, it was already dusk.

In the continuous snowy winter, there seems to be little sunset, let alone academy that is infinitely beautiful and has no picturesque scenery.

It’s just that the sky in this dusk seems dimmer and more drowsy.

A firework surged into the sky and exploded in the dim sky.

The lonely and depressed traveler and Yan Xi looked up at the fireworks, and smiled at each other with self-deprecating smiles.

They knew that the third mirror platform was also in the same situation as them in this fireworks.

They knew that the third mirror platform had completely changed hands.

Easy gives all the newborns.

"Perhaps, this class of freshmen is really a bit special." Yan Xi looked at Tiankong and said.

"I used to think their identities were a bit special." said the walker.

Among this class of freshmen, many students with their identity backgrounds gathered for the first time.

Not only are there families from the Qizhou Realm, there are disciples from the Jiange, geniuses from the Eight Hundred Sects, and children from the Imperial Alliance. They know that all this comes from the little princess from the Great Yan Empire.

If the Emperor Yan had not allowed his youngest daughter to worship Bodhi Academy, if it weren't for all parties in the world that were coveting the whereabouts of the Tiantu, which was said to have been lost three years ago, how could these children and geniuses of aristocrats be willing to be sent to the academy to practice and study

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Although academies are the foundation of the Six-character Tract, in today's era of popular practitioners, which force has taken it lightly for cultivating their own future!

"It seems that their strength is also very special," said the traveler.

"I had already expected that the quiet Mingjing Platform would change this way for many years, but I didn't expect it to come so quickly." Yan Xi said with a cough.

"Maybe we successfully angered him in the bookstore." said the walker.

"I don't think this is the main reason." Yan Xi and the traveler looked at each other and said, "When a person has strength, he will always be eager to find some suitable opponents to train."

"So this is the fate of the disciples of the Sichuan character that Mingjingtai cannot escape in the history of a thousand years, right?" said the traveler.

"The title of stepping stone is really not groundless." Yan Xi sighed deeply.

"But we still have a chance." said the walker.

"Yes, there is still a chance. On the second stage of the Singjing, you still have your ten-sen brothers. Not only that, we also have the senior brothers from the first stage of the Singjing to guard this last level. But don't

I forgot that among the new students entering the academy this year, in addition to Baili Changfeng, who had just replaced the third mirror platform, there are also a group of people who are missing." Yan Xi said as if he remembered something.

"What do you mean is that they... went to the Taoist temple?" The practitioner suddenly realized.

"I don't think the academy will really bear to fire those people. Apart from Wuchen Temple, I can't think of anything else to accommodate them." Yan Xi showed a look of nostalgia on his face.

"I still miss that old man after hearing what you said." The traveler chuckled.

"I really miss the days when I was abused in the Taoist temple..." Yan Xi took out a bright red Bodhi seed from the crescent moon pendant and murmured.

Yan Xi and the walker supported each other and disappeared at the end of the bamboo forest.

On the bamboo raft, Luo Changfeng also looked up at the fireworks.

This is the first time he looked up at the fireworks today, but it is not the first time he heard the sound of the fireworks blooming.

If you count the entire Bodhi Academy, there are not many people who can make such noises continuously, and Jiang Manlou is definitely one of them.

"I just care about fighting, but I forgot which one this is." The bamboo raft floated in the lake. Luo Changfeng felt a little cold and coughed lightly.

The senior brother knew that Luo Changfeng's words meant that the fireworks bloomed in the first stage, rather than referring to the two battles that replaced the first of the ten-sen comrades in the first stage.

Huangfu Yi thought for a moment and said, "If we count from the time the first fireworks sounded, this should be the place of practice for Yan Xi, who had just defeated you."

"The third mirror platform was cleaned! Fortunately, I was in front of them." Luo Changfeng smiled.

He is in a good mood.

Whether it is for the strength of the Bodhicitta when the comrades of Shizi gather together again, or for the victory of the cross-border battle, he saw a glimmer of hope for revenge, or he finally failed to let down the high expectations of his teachers and senior brothers, and did not insult Wuchuan.

He was very happy with his reputation as a clerk.

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The third mirror platform could not escape the news of the fate of being swept by the new ten-son comrades. With the fireworks blooming in the dark sky, it instantly spread throughout the Bodhi Academy.

The freshmen in the outer hospital finished class early, but they didn't feel sleepy after washing up.

They all gathered in various open air places in the Red Mansion District, and countless gazes of anticipation turned into countless cheers and excitement when they saw the fireworks blooming.

Since entering the academy, I have never been so happy as in such a moment.

This feeling comes from the joy of victory and is vivid.

Although they did not appear on the mirror stage of the inner courtyard during this moment when the school was written, this unstoppable sweep and winning streak originally belonged to the new students admitted to the hospital this year.

There are some orders of hearing and Taoism, and there are specialties in art. This fact shows that a person's true strength has nothing to do with these.

"What a dangerous time!"

On the way down the mountain from the inner courtyard of the academy, Jiang Manlou and others faced the dim sky and the upcoming night, following the same path.

The freshmen who fought for more than a dozen consecutive games looked really tired.

Jiang Manlou accidentally slipped to the ground on this snowy mountain road.

"We lost four games in a row at the beginning. If we don't win in one of the next five games, our pace will be really ended by the guys in the third mirror stage." Yuexian's voice was a little weak, obviously it was

I can't stand these consecutive wars of attrition.

"It's a pity that there is no if. In the face of absolute strength, of course, we have to rely on absolute strength to speak."

Everyone returned to the Red Building District of the Outer Courtyard.

There are already countless cheering classmates waiting for their arrival.

This atmosphere exaggerates people's hearts, and even if they are exhausted physically and mentally, they will unconsciously smile.

Jiang Manlou enjoys this kind of gaze that is admired and respected like a hero.

Even though he has been paying attention to everyone since he was a child, he still feels that this time is more refreshing.

He walked to the front of the team and waved to all the cheering freshmen, signaling them to calm down.

"I once said that I would wash away seventeen mirror-shaped platforms. Have you ever broken your promise?" Jiang Manlou shouted loudly.

The freshmen gathered in front of Jiangmanlou.

Then they bowed and shouted in unison: "Thank you for your hard work, senior brothers."

Jiang Manlou turned around and squeezed his eyes at Jun Zeyu and the others, then turned his head and said, "What about working hard?"

The freshmen shouted: "Senior brothers, mighty!"

Guan Shan behind him glanced at Jiang Manlou's back and shook his head and said, "It's been a long day, and I can finally rest peacefully."

However, those six-character sect masters who also gathered together felt the cheers of Xinsheng Honglou District, but looked at the direction of the Dilemma Mountain from afar.

One of the older Taoist masters showed a wonderful look on his face: "Tonight is also destined to be much longer..."