C6 Southern Pearl Spirit Courtyard

The next morning, arrows of light pierced through the clouds, shining down on the earth, foreshadowing the arrival of a new day.

In China, the academies were divided into three categories. The first was the small private school. It was an academy for children before the age of fifteen to receive elementary education. The second was a school for spirit cultivators. It was a school that led cultivators to the cultivation world. The academy was held once every three years. After three years of studying in a school for spirit cultivators, it would lay a foundation. After that, it would open the 18th birthday celebration and travel around the continent. Because this type of academy was catered to spirit realm cultivators. Thus, it was collectively called a spirit cultivator academy.

The last type of academy was called the Holy Knight Palace. Strictly speaking, the Holy Knight Palace was not a simple academy. It was an academy that was directly under the jurisdiction of Huaxia. It was an academy that fostered Vigilante A. The power of the nation was more prominent, and its characteristics were authority and coercion.

For example, Mingsi and the other 15 year old youths had already finished the first stage of their studies. What they were walking towards now was an extremely important second stage. They were walking into a spirit cultivator academy, and from there, they were walking towards the cultivation world.

There were countless small private schools in Huaxia. In a few prefectures. Each county had several spirit cultivator academies that absorbed students from the northeast, southeast, and northwest prefectures. As for the smaller prefectures. . . The number of spirit cultivator academies was relatively small. Because of this nature, the spirit cultivator academies could be considered a small platform. They gathered the students from the various counties and let them cultivate here. They knew each other.

Compared to the spirit cultivator academies, there were even fewer of them. It was the Sacred Knight Palace. Each of them only had one Holy Knight Palace. Thirty-two Great Provenances, Thirty-two Sacred Masters Palace. They were all under the jurisdiction of China. The Sacred Halls could be said to be the converter for high-level cultivators, and it was also a strong barrier for the country. It was the pillar of the country. The tickets to the Holy Knight Palace had to be graduated from a school of spirit cultivators. And their strength was outstanding.

If Mingsi wanted to reach this stage, he had to first have the qualifications to obtain the tickets, which was to enter a school of spirit cultivators to cultivate. The Southern Pearl Institute was a spirit cultivator academy located in Donggang County, Haiwan. Mingsi and the numerous youths in the Chang'an City were going to the Southern Pearl Institute today.

At this moment, there were already countless people standing on an empty field a few hundred miles away from the Chang'an City. It was a large square, the place where the academy would bring the students from all the cities in the Southern County.

On the square, giant ships were floating in the air, along with rows of giant birds and beasts, as well as all kinds of flying machines. Most of them had a striking symbol - a tender green two-leaved sprout supported a dazzling pearl - this was the emblem of the Southern Pearl Institute. Obviously, these flying objects in the sky were the academy's handiwork.

On the square, the noise, shouts, laughter and exclamations merged into one.

In the crowd, Mingsi and his father were talking. Not far away was Chen Ziming's family.

"Si, this trip will take a year. This is the first time you have left home alone for so long. You need to get used to it as soon as possible. "

"I will. "

"When the time comes, there will be many children from other cities. You need to get to know them more and make more friends. You have to be polite to people. Yingyuan's voice was calm, and his eyes flickered slightly.

"Got it. Dad, you are so long-winded today. Mingsi nodded and felt sore. He could not help but complain.

Yingyuan kept reminding him. At this time, a loud bell rang in the middle of the square. Although it was loud, it was not deafening. The noise in the square suddenly became much quieter. Then, another loud and clear voice sounded. "Students, get into position. We will depart in the time it takes an incense stick to burn!"

With that, the square that had been cooled down for a while was lit up once again. The crowd began to shake, and the noise soared into the sky once again. One youth after another walked up from the floating stairs to their respective flying machines. There were also people who directly flew up with the help of their families.

Yingyuan waved his hand, and a cool breeze immediately surrounded Mingsi. Under everyone's stunned gazes, he slowly rose up into the air and floated towards a huge flying sword. Mingsi subconsciously cried out in surprise. He looked at the scene that was passing by in a hurry. The wind was blowing by his ears, but it could not hide a gentle voice, "Si, you have to fly up by yourself in the future!"

By the time Mingsi recovered his senses, he had already arrived on top of the big sword. He quickly turned around and looked in the direction he had come from. He saw a tall and straight figure standing in the air like a sword. The wind blew his long hair and clothes from both sides. At this moment, Mingsi looked at his father, who was standing alone in the air, and the gaze in his eyes. As well as the faint smile on his face, for a moment. . . I feel my father's figure is a little lonely and bleak. Suddenly, Mingsi's eyes couldn't help but start to tear up. He looked at his father and pursed his lips.

Today, he was going to leave his father and go on a long journey alone.

Today, he once again complained about his father being long-winded.

Today, their family was divided even more.

A slight sourness spread out from his heart. It surged to the tip of his nose, and his eyes burst out with tears.

. . . . . .

The group of flying machines slowly rose, then slowly accelerated and flew into the distance. The shouts gradually faded away, leaving only the sound of the wind blowing by, as well as the whispers of the curious teenagers around them who lowered their heads to catch their ears.

In this group of flying machines sent out by Southern Pearl Institute, rows of flying swords formed a semicircle in front of them, opening up a path. Behind them were dozens of giant flying birds and beasts, and the majestic group was heading towards the academy.

At this moment, on a flying sword, to the left, Mingsi and Ziming were sitting side by side. Both of their faces were covered with tears that had been blown away by the wind. It was not just the two of them, most of the young men around them were the same.

Of course, there were exceptions. Mingsi was quietly looking at the clouds that were flying around him when a mocking voice suddenly sounded. "Yo, why are you crying so soon? What should we do in the future?"

Mingsi turned around and saw a few young men sitting on a bamboo bench not far behind him. They were laughing and laughing, and one of them seemed to be the leader of the group. It was a familiar face in the southern suburbs of Chang'an City, Liu Xing.

"Hmph!" Mingsi retracted his gaze and ignored him.

After a long silence, Mingsi and Ziming finally focused their attention on the scenery outside the flying sword.

The clouds and mist whistled through the air as they were within reach of the sword, and the mountain peaks below them. . . They seemed to be moving slowly. The flying sword flew all the way to the north. The first thing Mingsi saw was the vast city border of Chang'an City. And the spread of the endless Hundred Beasts Forest. Looking at the flying sword, it was a vast forest as wide as the ocean. One could see the border regions as far as the distance was concerned. It turned into a dense green color and disappeared into the fog of the mountain.

After leaving the territory of Chang'an City, they gradually entered the mountains and rivers. When they raised their heads and looked at the mountain range, they found that although it wasn't very tall, it was connected to a river. It was a vast and boundless land, and it also gave off a majestic feeling.

Along the way, Mingsi was so shocked that he forgot to speak to Ziming.

He saw a few lonely peaks that reached into the clouds, as if there were legendary immortals living on them.

He had passed by other cities, and there were many of them that were like Chang'an.

He saw a flock of huge birds that were over a thousand feet tall, flying between the mountains and shuttling between the clouds.

He saw a giant python in the deep mountains and forests, swallowing a giant rat with red eyes.

Cold sweat had yet to dry up, and in the blink of an eye, a waterfall suddenly appeared in the mountain stream.

He also saw some figures whose appearances could not be seen clearly, stepping on flying tools of various sizes, shuttling through the vast blue sky.

All the students in the mechanical group would occasionally let out exclamations of surprise. This strange scene seemed to have been specially prepared for them as the appetizer for entering the cultivation world.

They felt as if the scenery had flown past them, and they were lost in their exclamations. They were completely unaware of the flow of time and space. It wasn't until the flying machine slowed down that everyone came back to their senses. However, not long after they woke up, they were pulled back into the state of Divine Traversing by the scene before them.

The group of flying machines slowly descended towards the plaza below. The light screen dispersed, and the scene before them became clearer and more real. It was a huge plaza. At this moment, there were hundreds of Mechanical Army parked in the plaza. The place was filled with a hubbub of voices. At a glance, it was filled with youths like Mingsi, who had young and tender faces and were at a loss. From the looks of it, there were actually no less than thirty thousand people present.

In front of the enormous open ground was a stone door that was a thousand feet tall. The stone door was made up of dozens of huge pillars, standing at the northern end of the square. On top of the door, there were four big words shining with a bright light - Southern Pearl Institute.

Behind the stone door, there was a vast and blurry realm, which was covered by a faint light screen.

On the square in front of the stone door, Mingsi, Ziming, and dozens of young men from the Chang'an City slowly walked down from the flying swords and joined the crowd.

After a long time, when everyone came out of the flying weapons, and when everyone was at a loss, the bell rang again, "Welcome to the Southern Pearl Institute, all academies!"