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Chapter 245 Brother Sword Cultivator x Sister Dan Xiu (1)

During the Tianchen period, all the immortals fell, and the Gate of Tongtian was closed.

The last group of immortal cultivators who witnessed the fall of the immortals, for the future of the Tianji Continent, and for the sake of their respective family descendants, exhausted their entire lives and jointly founded the Pixin Academy.

From then on, there are no immortals in the world, only those who cultivate truth.

The vicissitudes of life, the changes of time.

The contributions made by the ancestors have already become legends in the Zangshu Pavilion. The lost path is not yet clear, and the years will never return.

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In this era of immortals, stepping into Pixin Academy means that you are most likely to touch the sky.

And today is Pixin Academy's 20-year enrollment meeting, and monks from Tianji Continent have also come here admiringly.

Among them are the direct descendants of famous families, elites of sects, and casual cultivators who escaped the world.

Those geniuses from all over the world can be seen everywhere in the admission square of Pixin Academy.

However, since ancient times, where there are geniuses, there must be fools. This has become an eternal theorem.

Beside the queue for registration, a man in purple was yelling at a woman in pink.

Since the man in purple had already summoned his natal spirit sword, he quickly attracted the attention of the people around him.

"Hey, hey, what's the matter with you? Don't you know you have to apologize when you step on someone? Believe it or not, this young master slashed you with a sword!"

The arrogance of the man in purple seemed very arrogant, and his domineering face was undisguised in front of everyone.

And the woman in pink didn't know whether she was frightened or something happened, but she didn't respond and didn't run away, just stood there in a daze.

Most of the people present were monks, and they had seen too many such scenes.

For this farce, even if everyone knew what was going on in their hearts, they would not easily stand up and rescue the woman in pink.

The strong are respected, this is a truth that is applicable no matter which world or dynasty it is placed in.

Others may be able to help you for a while, but they will not be able to help you forever.

The reality of the cultivation world will only be more cruel.

When everyone thought that the woman in pink was about to splatter blood on the spot, a piercing sword light directly knocked the man in purple into the air.

bang——

The man in purple couldn't get up after flying ten feet away.

For a while, the square was silent.

This silence was maintained until several men wearing the emblem of Pixin Academy appeared before being broken.

These monks are the inspecting disciples who are in charge of the enrollment meeting, and the leader of this team is a man in white.

The man in white is named Long Haoxuan, he is a swordsman, and he is a core disciple of Pixin Academy.

Long Haoxuan was dressed in a snow-white textured brocade robe. He looked indifferent and noble, tall and handsome, but he had a gentle and humble appearance, but the premise was to ignore the natal spirit sword in his hand.

Since Long Haoxuan's natal spirit sword had not yet been withdrawn, everyone quickly realized that the blow just now was exactly what Long Haoxuan did.

Long Haoxuan declared calmly against everyone's fearful eyes: "Troublemakers will never be recruited."

These seven short words seemed to contain a shocking sword intent, which instantly shocked every candidate present and completely stabilized the situation.

Everyone no longer dared to speculate, even a few quick-witted people saluted Long Haoxuan, and respectfully made promises.

"I've already found out, thank you fellow Taoist for your guidance."

"Brother Daoist, please don't worry, if someone makes trouble again, I will definitely take action to stop it in time."

"Yes, I will help too."

There are many people who are trying to gain power, Long Haoxuan naturally did not respond to them.

Seeing that order had been restored in the admissions square, he ordered someone to drag the man in purple out of the square, and then came to the woman in pink.

"You were not injured just now, were you?"

Long Haoxuan didn't know what was wrong with him, he just wanted to ask such an obvious question.

(End of this chapter)