C269 The Sorrow

As mentioned last time, at the end of the students' combat training, the people on the high wall fell into a silent atmosphere because of the students' sacrifice in the 'Sigh' Transitional Battlefield. In a tent in the Holy Spirit Academy of the Central Plains, City Lord Ma was preparing to use the 'Spirit Devour' technique on Han Beichen, who had returned, to find out the details of the incident that they had encountered in the Heaven Swallowing whale flood dragon cave.

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City Lord Ma was slightly stunned, and his eyes showed interest. He muttered in his heart, "This Han family kid's status is not high. He actually has such an arrogant character. This is worthy of admiration. " City Lord Ma chuckled. He stretched out his hand, which was behind his back, and pressed it against Han Beichen's head. He said, "There are more than just disadvantages to absorbing spirits. Sometimes, it might be a blessing in disguise. "

Han Beichen didn't take City Lord Ma's words seriously. He let out a cold snort and quietly closed his eyes. After that, a strand of spiritual energy entered his head from the top of his head.

Xiao Zibing, who was standing aside, had a trace of indifference in his eyes, as if all of this was natural for him. Although he and Han Beichen seemed to be good friends, he didn't hesitate to push Han Beichen to be the scapegoat just now.

Teacher Yann had seen all of this, but his expression was still calm. A quiet atmosphere lingered in the tent. City Lord Ma pressed one hand on Han Beichen's head. Han Beichen's eyes were closed. His face looked painful, but it could also be seen that he was a little angry.

After a long time, City Lord Ma suddenly made a sound of surprise, and his brows slightly furrowed. He saw the scene in Han Beichen's memory. He saw the scene of Mingsi using Illusion God in the whale flood dragon cave. His attention was also completely focused on the black longsword.

"It can't be wrong. This aura is a Divine Weapon!" City Lord Ma was quite excited in his heart. However, his deep eyes were still calm. It was as though there was no ripple in his eyes. One could not tell whether he was happy or angry. He was staring at an unknown spot in front of him, quietly searching for the information in Han Beichen's mind.

After a long while, City Lord Ma retracted his arm. Han Beichen opened his eyes. There was only a slight dizziness in his head, but there was a lot of anger in his heart. However, just as he was about to turn around and leave, City Lord Ma suddenly raised his arms again and pointed his fingers at Han Beichen's forehead.

Han Beichen's body trembled. He was startled by City Lord Ma's action. Just as he was about to resist, he heard City Lord Ma's calm voice from the bottom of his heart, "Junior of Han Family, you should forget the memories of the whale flood dragon cave as soon as possible. "

"Why?" Han Beichen immediately asked in his heart.

"This has nothing to do with you. There's no need to ask. I saw that you were a promising talent, so I reminded you. As for what to do. . . Make your own choice. " City Lord Ma's voice sounded again," Don't compare your talent and background with others. Heart is the thing that needs to be cultivated the most. You are different from Xiao Zibing. You should focus on pursuing the Dao Heart. The chivalrous realm is right in front of you. "

"Dao heart. . . " Han Beichen muttered in his heart. As a Middle Period of Spirit Transformation Stage student, he had already studied Dao heart. However, when he heard City Lord Ma mention it, he did not know the reason.

"Your foundation has been formed. Today, I will give you a trace of your origin. Go back and comprehend it properly, and break through to the Late Period of Spirit Transformation Stage. " City Lord Ma retracted his finger, then turned around and walked towards Teacher Yann.

"Master, have there been any results?" When Teacher Yann saw City Lord Ma walking over, he hurriedly cupped his fists and asked.

"I know what to do. Tell them to keep this a secret. Can they do it?" City Lord Ma squinted his eyes and looked at Teacher Yann.

Teacher Yann nodded slowly and said, "I carefully selected these two to carry out the mission. There is no problem in keeping it a secret. Sir, you can rest assured that no one will mention what happened today. "

"That's good. " City Lord Ma nodded slightly and waved his sleeve. He glanced at Han Beichen again and then disappeared into the tent. From beginning to end, He did not look at Xiao Zibing. However, the latter couldn't wait for the powerful and strange City Lord to look at him. Xiao Zibing heaved a sigh of relief. He cupped his fists at Teacher Yann and said goodbye, then left the tent.

Han Beichen seemed to have understood something. He stared blankly at the place where City Lord Ma had left the tent. No one knew what he was thinking about.

No one else knew about this scene. Outside the tent, there was still silence. Occasionally, two or three voices of discussion could be heard, but they were quickly extinguished.

All the students on the high wall had returned, except for those who had been sacrificed in the transition battlefield.

Half a year of cultivation had ended. Originally, they should have been filled with joy and excitement, but now, almost everyone had fallen into a strange atmosphere.

Outside the tent of the Southern Pearl Squad, Chen Ziming sat on the ground. His hair was a little messy, and it draped over his forehead and face like a withered vine. There was a strong sense of dejection.

Ling Zehong and the others beside him had been trying to comfort him. Ling Zehong looked at Chen Ziming, who did not respond at all. The melancholy in his heart was extremely strong. Chen Ziming was usually very easy-going and cheerful, but at this moment, he was like stagnant water. No matter how they tried to persuade him, they did not respond at all.

"Let him be quiet for now. Mingsi is his best brother. It's useless for us to persuade him now. " Ye Xiaolv walked over and pulled Ling Zehong. The latter sighed and stood up, walking to the side.

Yem Yutine stood not far away and looked at Chen Ziming in a daze, but her gaze was not focused on him. Mingsi's figure kept appearing in her slightly moist eyes. Yem Yutine had a blank look on her face. For a moment, she did not know if she should believe the news brought back by Ou Fengxiang.

"Mingsi is dead. General said. . . " This sentence repeated in her heart many times, but she did not know whether it was a statement or a question.

Mingsi's friends were all like this. Mingsi and Yuwen Lang's bad news came back. At the same time, they were all sighing. Mingsi had always been their good friend, and Yuwen Lang, who had turned over halfway, had a good character. Although he was usually cold, he did not have any estrangement when playing with others.

"The two of them are so strong, but they didn't come back from the transitional battlefield. . . "

"Maybe their luck was bad. . . "

"What a pity, what a pity. "

"Lamu, Lamu, Lamu!"

The sighs were endless, and a round figure was flying back and forth in the crowd. A relaxed and leisurely voice came out of his mouth. It sounded even more sorrowful. Ramu flapped the two leaves on his head. Within his big watery eyes, At this moment, he was filled with curiosity. He did not know why these people, who usually liked to play with him, were so quiet at this moment. At the same time, he was also puzzled. That was the figure he liked the most. Why had he not appeared for so long?