Temple Of Spiritual Guard/C25 Back Mountain Hunting Grounds
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C25 Back Mountain Hunting Grounds

For the next few days, almost all of the junior students in the academy were busy preparing for the matters related to the Spirit Assembly. After all, they had just stepped into the spirit ascension stage, so they were not familiar with many spells and combat techniques. This Small Saber Spirit Gathering was their first large-scale competition, so they needed to prepare well.

Hwang Mingsi was also very busy these few days, but he was not busy preparing for the spirit gathering. Instead, he was busy preparing for the daily flying training of the Heavenly Tower Assembly and the creation of the waterwheel.

In comparison, Mingsi had entered the spirit ascension realm earlier, and he was also very well-versed in the basic techniques. Now, he had a certain degree of familiarity with the Imperial Wind Technique, and his utilization of wind spiritual Qi had also gradually increased to a new level.

He was not in a hurry to cultivate. After all, hunting was his strong point. What he needed to do now was quietly wait for the beginning of the Small Saber Spiritual Association.

Mingsi had never been to the back mountain of the academy. He only saw a corner of the back mountain from far away when he was at the Spiritual Academy competition. That mountain range was continuous. Although the mountain peaks were low, the trees inside were tall and dense. With one look, Mingsi knew that it was definitely a good place to hunt.

However, he didn't know if there was a big wild boar or the legendary Spirit Beast inside. If there was, Mingsi would like to see it for himself. Now, he could be considered half a cultivator. He was no longer the young man who only knew how to catch little rabbits.

One night before the Spirit Gathering, in a room on the seventh floor of Nanqimu, the candlelight passed through the window, and two figures could be seen swaying gently.

Mingsi and Ziming were discussing their next plan in the room.

"Mingsi, our target in the hunting ground is not an ordinary beast, but a spirit body formed from spiritual energy. The academy informed us that this spiritual object is not much different from an ordinary beast. Although it is not a flesh and blood body, it has the ferocity of a beast!" Ziming's expression was quite serious.

"This is good! The more similar the better!" Mingsi said confidently.

"Besides, we have to spend fifteen days in the mountains, including eating, drinking, and sprinkling!" Ziming said again.

"This is not a problem. We can catch wild beasts to fill our stomachs! As for how to spend these fifteen days, let's take it one step at a time. The Spirit Gathering is too interesting this time. It's actually happening with thousands of us at the same time! I feel that this competition will definitely be very interesting!" Mingsi said in an excited manner.

"En, haha, this is simply a competition set for us. . . " Ziming was also very excited.

"Humph, humph, our target is that Extreme Spirit Pill and magic! No matter what, we must get it!" Mingsi's eyes lit up.

"You mean, you want to get first place?" Ziming looked at Mingsi in confusion.

"Why? Can't I?" Mingsi looked at Ziming seriously and asked him back.

"It's not that I can't, it's. . . It's not possible! After all, there are 180 classes, and each class has an average of four teams. That means. . . There are over 700 teams competing with us!" Ziming couldn't help but shake his head as he spoke, and his eyes revealed a trace of disappointment.

Mingsi was also silent when he heard this. What Ziming said was the truth. Mingsi wasn't a muddleheaded person, but people had to have a goal. "Even if there are ten thousand teams, there will still be a winner. And that first place might be us!" Mingsi looked at Ziming very seriously, and there was a strange look in his eyes.

Ziming and Mingsi looked at each other, and their hearts were also quite complicated.

Although he did not have the talent to be proud, he had the ambition to be proud. This was Hwang Mingsi. Even though he had never achieved anything glorious since he was young, he had always maintained his confidence very well. Every time he was bullied and beaten, Mingsi would stand up and say to him with a smile, Don't worry, we won't lose the battle!

Ziming silently recalled these scenes from the past. He was silent for a long time. He looked at Mingsi and had a strange feeling in his heart.

"Alright! Let's give it a try!" Ziming nodded his head heavily.

"Haha, how imposing! That's more like it!" Mingsi laughed heartily.

The two of them discussed until late at night before returning to their respective rooms to rest.

The night passed uneventfully. The first day of the Small Saber Spiritual Gathering quietly arrived.

The morning sun once again awakened all the sleeping creatures. Southern Pearl Institute was bathed in a warm radiance.

At this time, at the back mountain of the academy in the north, it was already packed with students. Ninety percent of them were junior students, while the rest were the instructors in charge of the matters related to the Spirit Gathering, as well as some middle-level and high-level students who were watching the show.

The back mountain was extremely wide, and the area outside of the Spiritual Martial Field continued to extend. It was still the boundary of the back mountain. Mingsi had also heard that the depths of the back mountain was connected to the Hundred Beasts Forest. He had some doubts. If that was really the case, then how vast was the Hundred Beasts Forest?

At this moment, under the back mountain, eight elders of the academy stood in the air in front of the crowd.

The Great Elder stood in the middle, looking around the crowd. He then slowly spoke: "Little ghosts. . . I don't want to say anything else, I want to remind you. . . Don't be too harsh on your own people, otherwise you will be disqualified on the spot, and the academy will give you a heavy punishment! It was to not intrude into the depths of the forest without permission. The wild beasts that roamed there were not easy to deal with. Furthermore, it was not within the academy's jurisdiction. Do you remember these two points? "

" Yes! " Everyone answered in unison.

"Alright, distribute the tokens!" The Great Elder shouted at the instructors.

When they heard this, the hundreds of instructors in front of the students waved their hands in unison. After which, hundreds of tokens flew out and landed in the hands of the captains of each team.

Mingsi's team had already determined that the captain would be himself. Because he had told everyone that he had experience in hunting that day, everyone had directly assigned him to this laborious position.

Mingsi took the token and carefully observed it. It was a jade token the size of a palm. There was a small hole on the top of the token. While Mingsi and the others were curiously studying the token, the Great Elder's voice came from afar.

"Put the captain's small colored pearl into the hole. The token will show your team's points. After killing the spiritual object, there will be a crystal core. Collect the crystal core into the little colored pearl and increase the corresponding points. The change in your points will be shown on the Small Saber List in the central square, and it will be updated once a day. "

Before the elder finished his sentence, Mingsi impatiently placed his little colored pearl into the round hole on the token. With a cracking sound, the token lit up slightly, and then a few spiritual words appeared on the token: Squad One, Squad One Points: Zero

"What a magical brand. . . " Mingsi couldn't help but sigh.

The name of the team was very simple. It was the class order and the class order.

When the Great Elder saw that everyone was ready, he waved his hand and a huge light screen appeared out of thin air. Then, it fell down and covered a certain area of the back mountain. After doing all this, the Great Elder said, "Mentor, enter!"

Hearing this, hundreds of mentors rose into the air and flew into the back mountain with their respective flying weapons. When Chenjing was about to enter the light screen, she turned around and glanced at her class's team. Her face revealed a bit of a smile and anticipation.

Mingsi kept looking at Chenjing's figure, and Chenjing's final expression also fell into Mingsi's eyes. Mingsi secretly nodded his head, pursed his lips and pressed his brows, his face full of determination.

After the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, the Great Elder once again spoke, "The spiritual objects have been arranged. All students, enter the arena. "

The Great Elder paused slightly. After a few breaths, he raised his voice a little. Spiritual Qi wrapped around his voice and slowly spread out. When it landed in everyone's ears, it was as if thunder had exploded:

"Small Saber Spiritual Association, officially begins!"

"Roar!!" As soon as Great Elder's voice passed, the thousands of people present erupted with thunderous roars, and everyone's faces were filled with excitement. Then, with the team as the unit, thousands of people entered through the entrances one by one.

Mingsi's team of six ran in the middle of the surging crowd. Seeing the students passing by him, Mingsi suddenly felt a sense of pride. Then he controlled the spiritual energy to wrap around his legs, jumped up, and shouted in the air, "Come on! Hahaha!"

"Haha, I'll come too!" The fair-faced Liu Junyan also jumped up, but he wasn't as high as Mingsi, but his roar had extraordinary penetrating power.

"Handsome! Roar again!" Ling Zehong, who was normally silent, could not help but become excited.

"Hahahaha, come and shout!"

"Idiot, get lost! Don't block the way!"

"Idiot. . . "

. . .

At the back mountain of Southern Pearl Institute, it originally did not belong to the academy. Later on, in order to open up a suitable place for the competition, the academy decided to bring this mountain forest under its jurisdiction. However, the mountain forest under the jurisdiction of the academy was only an extremely small area for the entire mountain forest. A portion.

The rumors that Mingsi had heard back then were not false, but the truth.

The depths of the academy's back mountain was indeed connected to the Hundred Beasts Forest. If one were to look at the entire mountain forest from a perspective, one would realize that the extremely vast mountain forest behind the mountain was actually just a border of the Hundred Beasts Forest. However, this edge was far wider than the edge Mingsi had once hunted.

The moment the light curtain at the back of the mountain fell, on the other side of the mountain far away from the entrance of the Spirit Association, there was a mountain peak that towered into the clouds. There were countless strange stones on it, and a steep cliff was erected in front of the mountain.

At this moment, there were three people standing on the cliff. The three of them were shrouded in clouds, and their bodies were hidden under black robes. In front of them was a huge screen of light.

"It's finally starting. . . " Among the three of them, the one on the right let out a hoarse voice, the voice sounded like sand rubbing against each other.

At that moment, the one on the left also said, "When do you want to attack?"

A few breaths later, the person on the right spoke. The person in the middle spoke, as if his voice came from the depths of hell, "Notify them to act according to the plan. If there are any mistakes, kill them without mercy. "

"Understood!" The two people on the left and right answered respectfully. Then, they jumped to the left and right, falling into the cliff and disappearing without a trace.

The remaining people on the cliff were still standing there without moving. A breeze slowly blew from outside the cliff, lightly brushing against that person's black robe. What was revealed was still an expanse of darkness and blurriness. Only a pair of eyes were secretly shining, intimidating one's soul.

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