Start From Cultivation University

  Chapter 150 A Teenager with Dark Eyes

  In fact, I asked this question knowingly. When the file was saved, Wei Ze already knew every student. This was just a test.

  He asked calmly, but when Han Jiangchen in front of him heard this, he pricked up his hair like a cat was shocked. He stood there and said nervously, and said nothing.

   "Don't be nervous. I'm just a teacher at this university. I don't have any malicious intentions. I just came to meet the freshmen."

  Weize showed a standard teacher smile, and slightly reduced the aura around him. In the eyes of the young man who fell in front of him, it was as if the violent hurricane in front of him had subsided, which made him relax a little, and turned to a look of doubt.

   "Since I came here specially, I'm going straight to the point..." Wei Ze looked at his face intentionally or unintentionally, prolonging the tone, "I want to look into your eyes."

  As soon as these words came out, the boy who had just breathed a sigh of relief tightened again. He seemed to stand there hesitantly, thinking for a long time, as if he couldn't hide, but this was like making up his mind, and slowly raised his head.

  This action made Wei Ze see his eyes clearly. Because of this, he understood the anomaly of this young man at once.

  Because those eyes are too dark. His pupils are extremely dark, almost fused with them. At first glance, it looked like the pupils were dilated, just like...dead eyes.

  This is the so-called "specialty"...Weize sighed in his heart, and then said: "What have you seen?"

  There was another minute of silence, Han Jiangchen lowered his abnormally black eyes, as if he was weighing words.

   "The wind is blowing in this world."

  Wei Ze frowned: "Wind?"

  "Everyone has breath, and when you put it outside, it is wind. The wind used to be very small, but recently it has become bigger."

  Wei Ze was slightly surprised when he heard these words. The qi in each person, the wind outside... Could it be said that this kid can see not only the spiritual body, but also the manifested spiritual power and aura?

   Born to have a look of energy...Wei Ze reached a conclusion in his heart, and nodded slightly: "You chose to cultivate immortals because you saw these?"

  Han Jiangchen did not answer, but just stood there, as if tacitly defaulting.

"Then, I have to congratulate you for making the right choice. What you said is called resurrection of spiritual energy, which is the root of modern cultivators. As you said, this is the wind, and this university It is to teach people how to ride the wind."

He looked at those dark eyes, and then said: "What I can tell you is that this kind of talent will be a huge advantage for you. I hope you can use it to the right way-tomorrow morning, I will give you this new year. Start enrollment training, then let me see your specialties."

  Having this encounter, he has fully understood the details of this "special longevity", and there is no need to say more about the rest. So he turned and walked out, and as he stepped outside the door, a reminder floated in front of him.

  [Student [Han Jiangchen] Strengthened Dao Xin, spiritual power +5]

  Wei Ze affirmed his heart, and his figure disappeared at the door. Behind the door, Han Jiangchen still stood silently, slowly raised his hand to cover half of his face, and his eyes showed darkness like an abyss between his fingers.

  ……

  A few seconds later, Wei Zezhong appeared in the office again. Through the window, it can be seen that most of the welcome work outside has been completed, and the hustle and bustle on the campus has gradually faded away and concentrated in the vicinity of the dormitory area.

  Fortunately, the dormitory on the campus can hold more than 600 newcomers. As for the next one, it will have to rely on a further expansion plan.

  I don’t know if I will be able to get a special student like Han Jiangchen in the future...but that’s all for the future, and now the most important job is to think about how to do the enrollment training for freshmen that will be held immediately.

  In the last session, due to the small number of people, the training was carried out directly on the campus. But the largest classroom in the teaching building can only hold two to three hundred people. Previously, this number was more than enough, but now it is stretched.

  He has already thought about the solution during his vacation: to divide more than 600 freshmen into four or five classrooms on average, and then use Wang Huapi’s painting skills to create clones and give classes to four or five groups at the same time.

  Wang Painted Paper's paper man can last about two hours at a time, which is just enough for four class hours. The only shortcoming is that I owe a little bit of the momentum of a freshman gathering together-although it is regrettable, this thing can not be eaten as a meal, it is still effective.

  Weize sorted out the enrollment training plan in his mind, and then looked at the panel again.

  At this time, the registration of more than 600 freshmen has been completed, plus the contributions of the old students to go back to school during this period of preparation and intermittent practice, the spiritual power has reached more than 7,800. Even if the spiritual power required by Wang Painted to create a clone is deducted, it is enough to buy another [Xuan-level Staff Contract].

  After all, with so many people, the helpers have to keep up. According to previous experience, both the enrollment training and military training can give a wave of spiritual power. There are more than 600 sheep, and there is no need to worry about wool.

  Weize thought so, and bought a new [Xuan-level Employee Contract] and clicked to use it.

  The light flashed, but this time he didn't summon the figure as he thought. What appeared to him was... an iron rod.

  An unremarkable-looking iron rod, with a slight rust on it, seems to have been used for many years.

  Wei Ze jumped between his eyebrows and looked at the panel introduction.

  【Li Yitie】

  【Race: Earth Fairy】

  【Position: School Worker (changeable)】

   [Introduction: During the war years, there was a repairer of the Li family who went out to work hard. The monk carried an iron rod, and when he retired, there were already disciples in the house. He repaired all artifacts in the world in his lifetime, and was revered as the immortal among the craftsmen, and his portable iron pestle was also revered as a fetish of the Li's craftsman school. After Li's death, he carried his iron pestle with his immortal spirit to gain Tao, and his instrument inherited the main soul, and he repaired everything]

  "Repairer? School worker?"

   Speaking of this, Wei Ze couldn't help but think of the logistics department at university-lack of manpower, insufficient technology, and failure to answer the phone-often the main focus of various college students' complaints about schools. Put it here, the entire school staff team is... an iron rod?

  "The instrument bears the main soul, repairs everything..." He leaned on the wall, looked at the iron rod and thought, "That is to say, is this an instrument spirit? But how can I repair things with just one iron rod..."

  As soon as the voice fell~www.wuxiaspot.com~, the iron rod on the ground trembled. A buzzing sound came from it, as if someone was groaning in it. A phantom seeped from the iron rod, vaguely looking like a male craftsman, and behind him stood several phantom human figures, perhaps the disciples accepted by the Li family in the introduction.

  His phantom stroked the rod, and then saw the hard iron rod flowing like melted, nails, hammers, shovel... and other tools were erected from the flowing rod, all in the hands of the craftsmen. Then I saw them coming here in a few steps, their movements were as if they were pulling out their swords, and the point of the sword was... a crack in the window frame!

  Because most of the teachers in the school don't like to walk through the door when entering the building, the window frame is slightly cracked by stepping on it. If it weren't for Li Yitie, Wei Ze wouldn't even notice this small gap.

  Then the male craftsman in the lead waved his hand, and the figures raised the iron tools in their hands—or rather his body—and clanged at the crack. Wei Ze didn't even see how the repair was done, but Li Yitie had put away the tools, and his illusory figure with the surrounding figures retracted into the iron rod together, and even the small tools turned back into molten iron and iron. The stick reintegrated into one.

  [Employee [Li Yitie] using special magic [ingenuity without trace], spiritual power value -10]

  (End of this chapter)