Chapter 130: Riyan Refining Tips (1/2)

After listening to the narrative of Shi Zhongcheng's patriarch Lei Shi, the instructors in the higher martial arts hall finally understood the cause and effect of the incident.

The first patriarch, Lei Huan, left a treasure called ”The Phantom Bell”, which contains a fairly strong power. Lei Shi used this power in exchange for the younger generation of his tribe to enter the higher martial arts palace of the Imperial City to receive formal practice guidance.

This is indeed a last resort.

After all, if it continues like this, the Bell City will eventually become an ordinary grass-hunting hunter. Although the phantom clock contains the power and inheritance left by Thunder Fantasy, it is difficult to discover the proper power without professional coaching.

The role of a mentor is to keep younger students from detouring. If you are self-taught, you need to explore it yourself. If you spend time not talking, you may even deviate from the right path.

A few of you here are the core instructors of the higher martial arts behind. The power of the core instructors is relatively broad. In many things, they can make decisions on behalf of the higher levels of martial arts.

Such as additional admissions of foreign students.

”I don't know which martial arts younger generation of the aristocracy wants to enter?” Yueshan, the giant elephant martial art, spoke, which means that he was very interested in the so-called phantom bell.

If the direct trainees under his own hands can gain the power of the magic master of the Lingwen from the illusion bell, this will be a beneficial and harmless thing to Yueshan and even the giant elephant Wufu.

Lei Shina's murky old eyes glanced at nearly ten mentors on both sides of the lobby. Instead of inviting all the higher martial arts palaces in the Imperial City, he invited the team of students who had been training in the Tianchi Mountains.

As it happens, the five higher martial arts palaces of Huang Wu, Emperor Feng, Ling Xi, Hao Yue, and giant elephant are all here ... The only thing that is a little unexpected is that the worst star is also here.

Of course, who is better and who is worse, in Lei Shi's opinion, there is no specific standard.

His dry lips moved slightly, and he said, ”I hope that all higher martial arts halls here will be our choice for the Holy Bell City. Whoever wants to go to which martial arts place will be determined by the junior members of our tribe.”

As soon as this word came out, the mentors shook their heads secretly.

Sure enough, **** is still old and spicy. In the past, Wufu selected students, but now it has become a student to choose Wufu, and it is still randomly selected among these ten Wufu, including the five most famous colleges.

Each major martial art has its own teaching characteristics. If the holy bell city spreads its young juniors among the major higher martial arts, it can be said that it is a master of a hundred schools.

In fact, this is not a big deal for the major martial arts.

After all, there are no more than tens of thousands of students in Wufu, even the bottom star has more than 8,000. This is just adding more people to the original basis.

Speaking of differences, it is nothing more than to dispense with the assessment of the Holy Bell City.

As for whether or not they can become successful in the end, they still have to look at the younger juniors of the Bell City themselves.

”Are there other strings attached?” A faint female voice followed.

Everyone's gaze was blinded to the mentor of Huangwu Academy, Honglian.

From the very beginning, the woman behaved indifferently and had nothing to do with herself. But when she heard that the first patriarch Lei Huan was a Lingwen master, Leng Yan's face was obviously more interested.

”Oh, the condition is that if our Holy Bell City encounters a crisis in the future, such as the monster beasts coming in, treacherous people trespassing, and so on ... When things like this are difficult for us to solve, we hope that the major colleges will help.”

”Wow!”

After Lei Shi said this, the mentors were all confused.

The old man in front of me is really cheeky, which is equivalent to the major supporters in the future as the rear support team of the Holy City.

”Well, don't you feel too shameless about this binding condition?” Honglian said without giving a cold voice to the frontman.

Lei Shi wasn't angry, a smile appeared on the wrinkled old face, ”If we just ask for help, this is indeed wrong. But we can promise you that, in the days when the Phantom Bell will be on, your big martial arts You can make the students come. But there are restrictions on the number of places ... ”

The expression of the crowd was only slightly eased, and the old man was a bit conscience.

”I wonder what everyone here is saying?” Lei Shi asked.

The mentors looked at each other, and it was still Honglian of Huangwu College who said, ”Let's do it! I promise this.”

”My colossus Wufu also agreed.”

”Lingxiwufu also has no opinion.”

”Haoyue Academy is also interested in the Phantom Bell.”

”Emperor Wufu promised.”

...

Soon, all the mentors present, including Xilan of Wuxing Wufu, made their decisions one by one. After all, those who can become the core team of the higher Wufu will not be ubiquitous.

With the mutual support of interests, everyone has a judgment.

”That being the case, then this verbal agreement will take effect today. Tomorrow morning, at the Bell Tower, the Phantom Bell will be turned on by the old man himself. Please take part in the ceremony with your students!”

Although a simple oral agreement is one of the least guaranteed, Lei Shi is not worried that they will break the agreement for the higher martial arts palace in the Imperial City.

The mentors briefed a few words and left one after another after landing.

Soon after leaving the lobby, a cold gaze fell on Xi Lan's back like a dark arrow.

Xi Lan's footsteps stopped slightly, Meimu looked at the red lotus not far behind.

”Yesterday counted your life big, but you won't have such good luck next time.” A low but indifferent voice came, and Honglian's eyes were full of chill.

Xi Lanyu shook her hand lightly, her beautiful face flashed a little coldly.

”Why? Want to kill me?” Honglian smiled and said.