Chapter 1315 800 Years

Genius remembers this site address in one second: (Dian Dian Chinese), the fastest update! No ads! Nezha has already started to talk excitedly, starting from his birth, to the flooding of Chentang Pass, and then to the later cutting of flesh to return to his mother, and cutting of bones to return to his father.

Listening to his vivid narration, with the addition of the immortal's magical powers, everyone was brought into that artistic conception.

After a story was told, the students in the elementary school department were already moved to tears, and the students in the junior high school department also had wet eyes. As for the students in the high school department, although they were not so easily moved, they couldn't say a word at this moment.

The whole dojo was filled with that sad atmosphere.

Wang Xing really didn't know what to say, and he looked at Nezha on the pulpit, who looked very proud.

And in Wang Xing's shocked eyes, he only heard Nezha continue: "This story is over, I will continue to tell you the story of King Wu's conquest of Zhou, mainly about my part."

Everyone was stunned. Is the sermon going to turn into a storytelling session?

"Nezha, what are you doing?" Wang Xing finally couldn't help but send a voice message to Nezha.

"Preaching, I have consulted many teachers, they told me that I should treat preaching as telling a story, so that students are willing to listen, listen attentively, and finally gain something. You see, my preaching is so successful now, the students are so moved that they cry with excitement." Nezha said excitedly.

Wang Xing couldn't believe that this was the result of Nezha's many days of learning.

It's simply hopeless.

Half a day later, Wang Xing sent a voice message again: "We are a cultivation academy, we talk about cultivation, the laws of the great way, not storytelling. If you really can't tell it, just tell us about your three-headed and six-armed supernatural power."

There is no other way.

Wang Xing thinks that for external teachers like Nezha, a special way of preaching should be arranged in the future.

"Okay!"

Nezha was a little uninterested when he heard this.

Next, he told the three-headed and six-armed supernatural power as required. Due to his ability to express and the fact that this supernatural power is too profound, even students above the junior high school level can only barely understand it.

And Wang Xing was also listening carefully, and at the same time, he was constantly deducing this supernatural power in his mind.

I have to say that this magical power is still very powerful.

Under the transformation of three heads and six arms, you can hold six kinds of weapons to attack the enemy. The six eyes will become divine eyes, and the left eyes can see everything a million miles away. The middle eyes can flip up and down, looking up at the nine heavens and looking down at the eighteen levels of hell. The right eyes are not afraid of the scorching sun and can see things clearly in the dark.

Finally, Nezha talked about the upgraded version of the three heads and six arms, the three heads and eight arms, which are much more powerful.

After the sermon, some students still comprehended some methods from it, but the effect was not as good as when Fengyun Wuji preached.

The next day.

Wang Xing threw Nezha to Qingdi and asked Qingdi to tell Nezha what preaching is.

Two months later, Nezha's second sermon was finally a great success.

This is mainly due to the fact that Qingdi designed a new form of preaching for Nezha in response to Nezha's situation, that is, preaching through fighting.

Fighting is the best way to describe cultivation.

Nezha transformed into thousands of forms and fought with every student at the same time, and the effect was even better.

Wang Xing was very pleased when he learned about it.

In this way, until Nezha was about to leave the college, he had preached ten times, and he was still enjoying it.

"Dean, I really have to leave."

"No."

"Dean, don't you have anything to say to me?"

"No."

"Dean, how about we hug each other for the last time."

"No thanks."

"Dean..."

"Are you leaving or not?"

Wang Xing really didn't expect Nezha to be such a Nezha, who was simply a chatterbox.

During this year, many teachers took a detour when they saw him.

"Okay,

Then I'm leaving, but after I go back, I won't be able to show my nature so freely and casually." Nezha murmured, his voice a little lonely, and then disappeared like that.

He left the college and returned to the world that belonged to him.

"This Nezha is interesting."

Wang Xing smiled slightly and ignored it. If there is a chance, he will definitely see him again in the future.

In the following time, the academy returned to peace again.

Time passed slowly.

One year, two years...

Ten years, twenty years, and a hundred years in the blink of an eye.

Then two hundred years, three hundred years, until eight hundred years later.

After such a long time, the first humans on Earth who did not cultivate to the human immortal realm have slowly aged. Some of them entered the underworld, and some of them died directly. The general director of the Earth Federation has also been replaced, but the territory of the Earth Federation has expanded by more than three times, and has become one of the top ten large cosmic countries in the Milky Way.

As for the Immortal Academy, the number of enrollments has become less and less, from once every ten years to once every thirty years, then once every fifty years, and now once every hundred years. The Immortal Academy has completely become a legendary existence, but from the interstellar network, you can still see a lot of information about the Immortal Academy, most of which are some students and teachers of the Immortal Academy.

As for Wang Xing, some newly born new humans have no way of knowing this name.

Time is indeed the most capable of erasing everything.

But time is also the most capable of brewing legends.

Some people and some things, let alone eight hundred years, even ten thousand years, or a million years, will be passed down through the ages.

The current Immortal Academy has already changed a lot, and the number of students in the high school department has exceeded one thousand.

What a concept.

The first-year high school students, that is the Xuanxian cultivation, equivalent to the Chaos King realm.

The second-year high school students, that is the Yuanxian cultivation, equivalent to the Creator Venerable realm.

The third-year high school students, that is the Shengxian cultivation, equivalent to the Realm King Emperor realm.

However, at present, there are more than a hundred second-year high school students in the Immortal Academy, but there is still no third-year high school student.

It is too difficult to cultivate from the Creator Venerable realm to the Emperor realm.

Su Yu, Liu Fan, Qin Yan, Yao Jie, Hua Tianjun, He Yunze and others are all stuck at the ninth level of Yuanxian, that is, the ninth level of the Creator Realm.

They want to break through, but they still lack an opportunity.

As for Wang Xing's cultivation, no one can know it now, and it is even impossible to guess.

However, it is said that Qingdi had reached the ninth level of the Realm King Realm ten years ago and had sparred with Wang Xing outside the Milky Way, but Qingdi was not defeated by Wang Xing.

At this moment, in Wang Xing's office, Wang Xing looked at the person in front of him and said calmly: "Pharmacist, I just used my divine sense to cover the Earth Federation and found that there is a young man with galaxy-level talent on the 36th Donghuang Star of the Federation. Go and test him. If his character and personality are suitable, recruit him into the academy. This is his information."