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"The trial of the inner demons begins now. Keep guarding the Lingtai all the way to prevent the primordial spirit from being deterred." Wei Ze said to them in a loud voice, "This is all the instructions, and the rest is up to you, because no one knows better than you. The true self—this is the most important step before foundation-building."

"Overcoming this calamity is to accept your true self. The past cannot be changed, but from now on, all that will not cause you the slightest disturbance."

After he finished speaking, he looked around and saw that the students were all standing in their respective positions, so he turned around and nodded to Shangguan Yu Ning behind him.

"let's start."

Shangguan Yu Ning nodded, and the Jinghua long sword in his hand reached to the sky, and the blue lines on the sword gradually appeared. The turbulent waves of spiritual power rolled by her side, flowing through the blade and turning into countless ultramarine light clusters, flowing to the countless platforms under her feet. Symbols were lit up by the light cluster, and then the formations under their feet lit up one after another, wrapping them in a translucent cage of spiritual light.

In the cage, the eyes of the students began to blur, and there were strands of black smoke oozing from them, as if some ghost was accompanying them.

Following this burst of change, they broke out in cold sweat one by one, and pained expressions began to appear on their faces. Looking down from above, Wei Ze could see people kneeling down and crying loudly, some staring blankly at the sky, and some walking staggeringly, yelling incoherently.

These are all normal manifestations of inner demons. Wei Ze didn't intervene much, but just hung there with his hands behind his back, quietly observing.

...

On the platform in the north, Wu Hao sat on one knee on the ground, cold sweat broke out on his face.

A faint black mist was surrounding him. In that haze, all the ups and downs he had experienced in the past eighteen years were played back like a revolving lantern in front of his eyes.

He saw his home in the country, he saw himself at the top of the elementary school grades in the village, and he saw the faces of his parents who were ecstatic when he got the admission letter from Ancheng No. 1 Middle School.

At that time, the whole family and even the whole village believed that he was the hope of getting ahead in education. His parents even sold the land at home and came to Ancheng to rent a house next to the school, so that it was convenient for him to go to and from school.

But when he came to the big city of Ancheng and came to a real key middle school, he found that everything was completely different from what he had learned in the village school.

Many of the basic knowledge in the textbooks, the students have already learned in advance in private tutoring, and the teacher also defaulted to this, skipping the basics and starting to do the questions.

However, he has never taken extra-curricular classes, and it is impossible for his family to pay for additional tuition for him. So I can only barely learn, the more I learn, the more I don't understand, and the less I understand, the bigger the gap.

The whole family has high hopes for him. He doesn't want to disappoint his parents' expectations, dare not confess to them, and can only answer vaguely when asked about his grades. But no matter how you hide it, you can't hide it from your heart.

The nightmares of tossing and turning before each big exam, the rapid heartbeat of the hypoxic brain when doing the questions, the thunderbolt when seeing the scores, the life that is out of tune with the classmates in the city...

Every teenager once thought he was the king of the world, but in the end he took off the crown on his head with his own hands.

...

...

—It was supposed to be like this, but now everything is different.

Because he came to Kunlun University.

Here, success or failure is not determined by qualifications, and heroes are not judged by background. He stands with those geniuses, no different.

Then just go down this road. Just like when the military training shouted, we want to become immortals.

And now he is.

No matter who he was in the past, he is now a cultivator of Kunlun University.

The clenched fists gradually loosened, and the permeating black mist began to separate from his body, gradually rising into the sky and dissipating, faint cries and sighs could be faintly heard from the dissipated mist.

around him,

Dozens of classmates are experiencing a similar scene. With the departure of the black mist, the magic circle of the "Heart Demon Prison" under their feet also dimmed, and the exit was opened instead. Those who walked out from here were already the real cultivators who got rid of the inner demons.

Wei Ze looked around the audience and saw the situation of the students one by one. He saw those students who had stripped away their demons fell on the ground exhausted one by one, gasping for breath, as if recovering from a serious illness.

But if you look at their eyes at this time, you can see the unprecedented transparency and clarity in the pupils.

The past still exists, but those turmoil can no longer restrict them from moving to a higher realm, no one knows this better than Wei Ze.

[Student [Wu Hao] has improved his state of mind, spiritual power +10]

[Student [Song Xudong] improved his state of mind, spiritual power +7]

[Student [Xue Xiaolu] improved her mood, spiritual power +5]

【…】

Wei Ze looked at the scrolling numbers on the panel with great relief. After a while, he had almost saved three or four hundred points, which was almost the same as the two-day class.

Everyone is a greenhouse flower that grew up in peaceful times. There is no mental health problem, and they have never experienced the dangers in society. And after being screened by the door gods and ghosts on the wall, there will be no real villains here. The demons are nothing more than things in the school and family. For an adult, these little shadows are not difficult to overcome.

He compared the values ​​on the panel and examined these brave boys and girls one by one. Their victory over that secular self is more significant than the rite of passage. As the principal and teacher, he felt that this moment should be added with a sense of ritual, and perhaps some celebrations should be held...

But just as he was thinking, Shangguan Yuning beside him suddenly gasped.

"Master Wei, what is that?!"

"…Um?"

There was an unusual shock in her voice, causing Wei Ze to raise his head and follow her gaze to a corner of the blessed land.

But at this sight, even Wei Ze couldn't help but shrink his pupils.

——On the monastery platform in the corner, there is a pitch-black monster.

That monster is really big.

Its raised back is like a black hill, lying there almost covering most of the platform.

Its outline is like a distorted person, its figure is erratic, and it seems to be the same thing as the "black mist" surrounding other people. But the color is as deep as ink, and just looking at it makes people feel suffocating.

And just on the silhouette of that human figure, there are eyes that open and close and mouths that wriggle. Those eyes are full of bloodshot eyes, and those mouths are all moaning in pain.

"It's too bad..."

"Like trash..."

"Go to hell…"

"go to hell…"

...

...

Wei Ze froze in mid-air, even Shangguan Yuning beside him was silent.

They watched intently, watching the monster swinging on the floating island. Its huge body blocked the sunlight of the blessed land, and the entire monastery platform under it was shrouded in shadow.

That shadow is enveloping a person.

She stood there blankly, her eyes empty.

Jiang Ling.