Ascended to become a virtual idol

Chapter 18
In the Metaphysics Society, President Ke put away the virtual projection and said in a low tone, "Did Lao Yang see anything?"

Elder Yang's hands were trembling a little. He supported the table with his hands, and he was not discouraged by supporting himself, "President, what do we compare..."

Grief flashed across his eyes, "I have read some classics of the Metaphysics Society for so many years, but I still haven't found out what went wrong."

"But my son died like this, and the current students can only practice those low-level health-preserving classics!" His hands were screaming in pain, "It's not that I don't want to, but I dare not!"

"My son, Lao Feng's grandson Lao Ye and Lao Cheng's daughter, as well as those children in the clan, none of them died on these classics." He spread his hands, "I passed them down personally, but they died!"

He patted his chest, "You always say that I am not willing or not! How can I agree, I don't see hope."

He raised his head and tears ran across the wrinkles on his cheeks, "I only see the piles of white bones!"

President Ke looked at his old face and gray hair, and couldn't ask what was stuck in his heart.

Even if the monks are old, it is only superficial. Once they break through, they will naturally return to the peak period, but a few of them even have gray hair, and their faces are covered with wrinkles. No one has had a hard time after all these years.

Mr. Pu was stunned for a long time, "Old Yang, my son and daughter are all dead, and my family and clan are gone."

He bent his back, "But I don't believe in fate, I don't believe that Xuanyuan will die this day, if you can't practice high-level classics, then you can start from low-level cultivation, Lao Yang, I don't believe in fate, I don't believe in this broken life!"

He wiped his face, "If we could cultivate all the way back then it would be fine, I can't stick to the rules, I want to find out that hidden thing, I want to avenge my son, I want to prove that my metaphysics is correct !"

He clenched his hands into fists, "After walking this road, we are still alive, which means that the classics are correct. Maybe I am wrong, maybe it is today's fault, but as long as I am alive, I will look for it. I have been looking for it for a hundred years. I am not bad. For the remaining time, even at the end of my life, I will not give up."

"I will never admit defeat!" Although his back was stooped, his eyes were firm and strong. What is fate?There are no mistakes in the classics, there is no mistake in metaphysics, the one who is wrong can only be the person hiding behind, he does not believe that things that his ancestors can cultivate to ascend will be useless.

Lao Yang could yell at Elder Luo and tell Elder Ke about his suffering, but Elder Pu couldn't tell. His suffering was too much, and he went too far for the inheritance of metaphysics.

He lowered his head and moved his lips, but he never said that sentence.

Elder Feng finally spoke, "I saw that this young man's profound art is even more ancient, very similar to the art I saw in the place of inheritance."

She pursed her lips, "She probably came from another world from the place of inheritance."

A stone stirred up thousands of waves, and the words of Elder Feng stunned several people.

Elder Gong blurted out, "How is that possible!"

Elder Feng smiled, "Why is it impossible? Some people can ascend to the sky, and others can leap through time."

She looked at President Ke, "President, if she is willing to be a teacher in the Xuan Academy, I am willing to give it a try."

Elder Feng has the most understanding of classics among them, and she is also the one with the deepest cultivation base. No one knows how much cultivation base she has now, but only knows that since her grandson passed away, and her children died at the end of their lives, she rarely Most of the time when I come out, I hide from the world.

But every time she came out, her cultivation was even more unpredictable. President Ke suspected that if the passage hadn't been closed due to the natural disaster that year, Elder Feng might have ascended to the ascension long ago.

She now looks like an old man, but her eyes are as bright as water, as bright as a lake but as deep and vast as the sea.

She chuckled, "Why are you looking at me? I just saw a turning point from this girl." She leaned back in her chair, "President Ke, if one day she is willing to teach the Xuan Academy, I agree to let go The inheritance of metaphysics."

She got up and said in a calm tone, "I'll go back to retreat first, and it will take me a while to come out."

It wasn't until she left President Ke that he came back to his senses.

In the virtual world, the elf probed his head and asked, 【Host, can that black hole really travel through the virtual world? 】

Yan Qiao nodded slightly, "At present, my mental strength is acceptable."

She hugged the elf, "You are such a treasure."

The little elf said happily, 【Of course my king of the elves is not in vain! 】

Yan Qiao smiled a little when he heard the words, "Is that so, the bottom one king of the Central Committee."

A rather humane look of grief and indignation appeared on the face of the elf cat, [Host, without a body attack! 】

"Hahaha," Yan Qiao laughed. Some of the emotions that had been suppressed until now were finally let out wantonly. She rubbed the cat's head, "As long as you are obedient, you will have the future you want."

[Follow the host!The elf promises to be obedient!I am the most obedient. 】

In the Metaphysics Academy, a group of young students were full of joy. They discussed excitedly, "Yan Qiao is amazing! I really want to meet the big guy behind her. It's amazing to be able to manipulate virtual idols to use metaphysics!"

"Yes! I declare that Yan Qiao is the idol of Benxuan's students!"

"Me too! Finally someone can prove it for our Xuan Academy!"

"Senior Luo is also very good at such a big event back then, and later he overcame the difficulties to promote metaphysics!"

"I just don't know when the academy will teach us more advanced formulas!"

The sun fell on the teenagers, and they gathered in twos and threes, representing vitality and hope.

"Next year's exchange meeting! I must strive for success!"

"Let's strive together to get back the fame that belongs to Xuanyuan!"

"You talk about the power conference, will Yan Qiao go?"

"Who knows, she is so young and so powerful, she must have a place in the power conference!"

The students were laughing and running around the campus. In the office on the third floor, the middle-aged man looked at this scene with a gratified smile on his face.

There are not many students in the Xuan Academy, but he believes that one day it will become a sea of ​​people.

Back then, his eyes darkened a bit. Xuanyuan suffered a disastrous defeat at the exchange meeting three years ago, and was almost unable to fight back. Those people's ridicule and secret contempt were not only remembered by him, but also by the students who went with him. heart.

Due to the pressure and cultivation of the elders, they obviously dared not make a move, but the students who were carried down one by one at the exchange meeting were wounded and vomited blood again and again, they could only knock down their teeth and swallow their blood.

Next year it will be the turn of other countries to come to Xuanyuan. Will they really be able to turn around this time?

(End of this chapter)