C17 Ghost Yard

Passing through the dark door of the courtyard, a strong medicinal fragrance assaulted his nose. Yung Yi couldn't help but be curious because just a few steps ago, he was completely unable to smell the smell. When he turned around to look, he discovered that there was a faintly discernible membrane of air that completely separated the inner and outer parts of the academy. However, when he passed through just now, he didn't notice at all. The mysteriousness of this formation was truly astonishing.

"Yi, the punch you used on Qiu Loong just now, was it really Break Stone Fist?" Yung Jing suddenly asked.

Yung Yi was slightly surprised, he didn't know why his elder sister asked this. Naturally, he could tell that his fist strike didn't seem to be accurate, and its power couldn't be compared to Break Stone Fist's. But even so, it was only a grade two martial skill, what's so strange about it in her eyes?

"Uh, sort of." His voice was hesitant.

"What do you mean 'it counts'?" It is clearly a Level 2 Martial Skill, Qiu Loong. Do you think Big Sis can't see it? "Where did you learn that?"

Yung Yi hesitated, it was not easy to explain this to Yung Jing, although the Talisman Wheel technique was powerful, but that was only for himself. According to the professor, as long as someone learnt this technique, they would be unable to avoid falling into a state of madness, it could be said to be an evil technique. As such, he did not want to easily tell others about this technique, especially his family members.

"Actually, I read it from a miscellaneous book." He could only try to get away with it.

Yung Jing seemed to realize that he was being careless, so she shook her head and smiled bitterly: "Yi, don't blame Big Sis for talking too much. It's really Mom and the others that want me to watch you and not let you practice too hard."

"Too busy, no? Moreover, this is just a martial skill and not just cultivating Essence Qi, so there shouldn't be a problem, right? " Yung Yi scratched his head in confusion.

"Don't try to trick me, I can clearly see that this boxing style combines extremely well. Practicing fist techniques is training the Qi, and the more you practice, the better it can be for your elemental cultivation."

"Is there such a thing?" Yung Yi could only praise Yung Jing for her knowledge and cultivation. He had only punched her once, but she had already seen through so many things. Soon after, he began to sigh about his own hardships. He had finally invented a set of fist techniques with great difficulty, but he was still unable to diligently practice them. This feeling was simply too depressing.

It seemed like he had to find the professor as soon as possible. The method that was said to allow one to hide their cultivation base in high dimensional space or time, no matter what, had to be learned.

Seeing Yung Yi's evasive look, Yung Jing could only shake her head and sigh. Suddenly, he thought of something. This level two martial skill could only be learned after the Building Essence was successful. Yung Yi had not even trained for ten days yet, so why was he so familiar with this skill at home? When did he practice this fist art?

Just as he was about to ask, Rong Yaner suddenly cried out in joy, "Great Gonggong!"

Like a bird flying into a forest, her small and delicate figure had already dashed out, charging towards the grey-clothed old man that was slowly walking over. She jumped into his arms.

The old man had a kind face and a smile. He reached out his hand to pat Rong Yaner's back.

"Yan'er, how did you bear to come visit me today?"

As he said that, he raised his eyebrows and looked forward. His gaze landed on Yung Yi and the others. He chuckled and said, "Oh, so you aren't here to see this old man. You're here to send this little guy over, right?"

He was Shen Gong Qian, Shen Siling's grandfather, also the Great Elder of Clean Universe Sect, the Principal of the side courtyard. In the sect, he was the person second only to the head courtyard Xiao Shengxue. Even in the entire Great New Dynasty, and even in the Eastern Continent, he was an important figure.

However, the moment he stood in front of them, he couldn't see the formless pressure that was emitted from the bodies of the other experts. He was just like an ordinary old man. He was kind and calm, and his tone of voice exuded heartfelt love for his great-granddaughter.

"Yes, Grand Eunuch, Yi entered the Pure Universe Academy to practice refining techniques as per His Majesty's orders." Rong Yaner said with a smile.

"Oh? This is the emperor's will? " Shen Gong Qian's smile instantly contained a trace of seriousness. However, in the blink of an eye, it returned to its previous state.

Yung Yi took a few steps forward and greeted Shen Gong Qian.

"Yes." Shen Gong Qian nodded his head lightly, and said: "With the success of my Building Essence, I will be able to practice the refinement technique. "I have heard Ling'er say that you are a very studious person, and love to study. You can do anything you want, and are a good material for a master refiner. If you had entered the Dao earlier, I'm afraid you would have achieved quite a bit.

Yung Yi knew what he was sighing about, so he could only face it silently.

Seeing that the atmosphere had turned cold, a middle-aged man behind Shen Gong Qian stepped forward and said: "President, where should we divide Wu Tie?"

"Of course it's at the Cloud Burning Hall." Rong Yaner's eyes were wide open as she said in a matter-of-fact tone, "Yi will definitely be with me."

Amongst the six thousand gold coins of the Rong Family, the rest of them were only cultivating the way of martial arts in the main courtyard. Only Rong Yaner was learning refining techniques in the side courtyard because of her mother.

Cloud Burning Hall was one of the largest branches, and the talents in the courtyard were also the most flourishing. As the daughter of the former genius Shen Siling, it was only natural that Rong Yaner had chosen this branch back then.

"Since Yan'er has said so, let's do it." Since Darling's great-granddaughter had spoken, Shen Gong Qian obviously had no reason to oppose her.

The middle-aged man nodded and was about to reply when Yung Yi suddenly said: "Sir, please wait."

"Huh?" His six sisters were all surprised.

"Yi, are you not willing to practice with Sixth Sister?" Rong Yaner pouted, puzzled.

Yung Yi quickly waved his hand. "How could that be? I just want to ask, when Hu Zheng was still alive, which branch school did he cultivate in? "

"Hu Zheng?" Shen Gong Qian's half-closed eyes suddenly opened: "Yi, you actually know him?"

And then he nodded with a smile and continued, "Isn't this from Ling'er? This girl has almost emptied my collection here. I remember that she wasn't that fond of reading books before, but now that I think about it, did she help you move them all? "

Yung Yi smiled awkwardly, "Probably. Fourth Mother has always doted on me."

Rong Yaner couldn't help but roll her eyes. She thought to herself that her mother really liked Yi more than she did. Sometimes, it hurt more than it hurt her.

The middle-aged man beside him interrupted, "Hu Zheng? Isn't that the sole Grade Eight Alchemist of our sect for the past three hundred years? What are you asking him for? "

Yung Yi's goal was naturally to find the level eight Talisman Pattern. A few years ago, he had heard from Shen Siling that when Hu Zheng was still alive, a portion of the [Level 8] Talisman Pattern were kept in the royal family.

However, according to her, Hu Zheng had spent the last few years of his life in seclusion until he passed away. With such a long period of time, he might have successfully cultivated a new [Level 8] Talisman Pattern.

Based on this, Yung Yi guessed that if he could enter the secret chamber of Hu Zheng, he might be able to find what he was looking for. However, due to Hu Zheng's prestige and status, that secret chamber had been permanently sealed after his death, becoming a forbidden area. If he wanted to go in openly, he probably wouldn't have that much face.

Furthermore, his purpose in finding a level eight Talisman Pattern was even more so something that he could not casually expose. If his family knew that he was practising the "evil" Talisman Wheel s technique, he would probably never have the chance to come into contact with any Talisman Pattern.

No matter how he thought about it, the only way was to sneak in. Furthermore, if one wanted to sneak in and become the student of the branch which held the secret chamber, it should be the first condition one had to meet.

"Senior Hu Zheng is a monument to refining the world of arcane skills. I only thought that if I could cultivate in his branch, maybe I could stimulate more enthusiasm and vitality, and achieve twice the results with half the effort."

"Ah?" You want to go to the Star Inquisition Courtyard? " Rong Yaner had a face full of disappointment.

"So it's Star Inquisition Courtyard." Yung Yi now knew the name of the school he was looking for.

Yung Jing smiled faintly, "Yi, do you know why Yan'er is so disappointed?"

Seeing Yung Yi's awkward expression, she shook her head: "Don't think that she's disappointed because you didn't go to Cloud Burning Hall, with elder sister's understanding, if you were determined to go to Star Inquisition Courtyard, she would have left today to improve Star Inquisition Courtyard, right Yan'er?"

"En!" Rong Yaner nodded vigorously.

Yung Yi couldn't help feeling warm inside. How could he not be moved by the deep love and care that came from his family?

"Then, why is Sixth Sister …"

"Because the Star Inquisition Courtyard is about to close." Rong Yaner pouted and muttered.

Yung Yi was surprised. "Close the door soon? "What is the reason for this?"

At this moment, Rong Yaner didn't reply. Instead, she turned her gaze towards the middle-aged man with a perturbed expression.

Seeing that, the middle-aged man sighed and smiled bitterly: "Because all these years, there is something wrong with the courtyard. Anyone who refines Talisman Pattern s in the courtyard will have an inexplicably increased failure rate. Over time, the number of students will naturally decrease. "

"There's such a thing?"

Yung Yi opened his eyes with an exaggerated expression. However, the people around him seemed not to be surprised at all. Most of those who heard the news for the first time all had the same expression.

"Then how many students are left in the Star Inquisition Courtyard?" Yung Yi asked hesitantly.

The middle-aged man unintentionally moved his fingers and sighed. "That's all … Three. "

He held out his palm, his thumb and forefinger linked, the other three spread wide. Yung Yi saw an unusual desolation on the three fingers. In a super school with over three thousand students, there was actually a branch with only three students.

Miserable, truly miserable.

"Then, how many instructors are there?" He thought for a while and asked carefully.

At this time, the middle-aged man sighed for the third time, and his expression became increasingly lonely: "The principal and sole instructor of this Star Inquisition Courtyard, is me, Tann Duanwu."