Chapter 1917 Teng Luchen and Jiutian Jingmiyuan

The man who called himself Jing Heqiu waited for a moment after announcing his door at Jiutian Teahouse. He heard the latch of the old-fashioned wooden door inside the teahouse moving.

He pushed the door open and closed it carefully.

As soon as I entered the door, I saw a shirtless old man with gray hair pouring tea.

His muscles were strong and exaggerated, and he had a better figure than some young people.

Jing Heqiu suddenly laughed: "I feel relieved to see that Mr. Teng is still in such good spirits."

"There's no need to say any polite words."

Teng Luchen narrowed his eyes and smiled, and pushed a cup of hot tea in front of Jing Heqiu: "You came to me today, you didn't come here just for a matter of the freshman list, right? Between you and me, it's just a matter of There is no need to be a riddler, just pour out whatever medicine is in the gourd.”

These words directly made Jing Heqiu laugh, and he couldn't hold back the smile on his face: "Just a freshman list? If sir, you don't care about this freshman list, why did you ask me to set up Jiutian Jingmi Academy to identify talents among the younger generation? ? Why do you stay in this Jiutian Teahouse for so many years? Don’t you also want to be closer to these young students?”

"Jiutian Jingyuan, the name you gave me back then, as the name suggests, means you want to find all the elites in Jiutian."

"What is Jiutian? Jiutian symbolizes the sky and the vitality of the world, and is synonymous with young monks. Mr. Xiang has been looking for talents among young monks for so many years. I believe he already has his own list, so he directly requested to hold this event. Freshman Ranking Competition.”

Jing Heqiu was not polite, he pierced the window paper in just a few words, very directly: "Furthermore, this time I suddenly received an order from the top, saying that we were going to form a freshman list for provincial and municipal high school cultivation colleges, so I feel strange."

"It stands to reason that no one can directly carry out remote control of plans such as cultivation schools without the permission of the Alliance of Ten Thousand Schools, except for you, sir..."

This statement may seem rude, but in fact Teng Luchen doesn't mind it at all. What he hates most is playing riddles, and he likes to talk about everything in front of his face.

Jing Heqiu knew very well the temper of this old Teng, so speaking out like this really angered Teng Luchen.

If it were other people who had not had close contact with Teng Luchen, they would definitely not dare to speak like that.

This is a big shot that even the ten generals would tremble in fear upon seeing him.

Of course, Jing Heqiu felt that his knowledge of the gentleman in front of him was not very thorough. I am afraid that everything he knew was just superficial. Most of it was some things he had learned by himself through dealing with Mr. Teng for many years. Premature speculation.

"Haha, you are quite perceptive."

Teng Luchen stretched the muscles of his neck, folded his arms, and stared at Jing Heqiu: "What else do you know? You might as well continue talking. I will decide whether to continue communicating with you after listening to it."

"I also know something about a big plan."

Jing Heqiu said calmly: "Lao Teng has been planning this big plan with that adult for hundreds of years. And this time, the elites selected from these young people will ultimately serve to deliver this big plan. That's right. Because of the danger, the talents found must be the best among talents, the best among the best... Am I right, Mr. Teng? "

Teng Luchen closed his eyes slightly and sighed: "Is that the adult who told you about the Earth Center Plan?"

Jing Heqiu was silent for a moment and then laughed: "What if? Otherwise, Mr. Teng, you think, how can I have access to such a confidential plan with my position?"

"Since before the earth was upgraded, the resource competition and deployment in the inner earth world have already begun."

Teng Luchen straightened his sitting posture and said: "The academies of cultivation science in various countries believe that the inner earth world has precious resources that the cultivation world does not have. But everyone wants to fight for this piece of cake, but if you want to fight for it, how can it be so difficult? easy."

"So Mr. Teng decided to set up this battle for resources as a competition and let young people compete as representatives. They thought they were participating in a competition, but in fact they were fighting on behalf of various cultivating countries?"

"This was not the original plan. It can only be said that this is a helpless move."

Teng Luchen shook his head and suddenly smiled bitterly: "Now, every country is preparing its own team of young people. And we, with the privilege, can bring an extra team of seven people in."

"Why such a privilege?"

"Before the earth upgrades, all countries are trying their best to open the entrance to the inner world of the earth. But getting through to the center of the earth is not easy."

Teng Luchen straightened his posture and said, "But recently, that adult and I accidentally discovered that there is a natural entrance in our Songhai City..."

"Natural entrance?"

"Not rough."

When Teng Luchen said this, he paused slightly and then said: "Do you also know about the natural wonder near the sea on the outskirts of Songhai City?"

"Teng Lao is talking about the Palm Cliff at the top of the sky? But it is said that the handprint was made by a powerful person..."

"But the legend is just a legend, and no one has such palm power."

When Teng Luchen said this, the two looked at each other, and Jing Heqiu suddenly showed an expression of realization: "Teng Lao means, no way..."

"Can't be wrong."

Teng Luchen affirmed: "Although it is not yet possible to analyze what kind of natural phenomenon this is, on the earth, the natural entrance to the inner earth world is also the first and only entrance, right under the palm cliff... …”

…

Tuesday, January 14, the day after the monthly exam, although everyone knew that the results were out, the Academic Affairs Office had no intention of announcing them directly, which made Wang Ling very nervous.

"Eh? I heard that the results will be announced a few days later. The school has been dealing with those people in white coats these two days."

"White coats? Doctors? What do doctors do in school?"

"Not necessarily doctors, I think it might be someone from the Institute of Cultivation Research."

On the way to school, Wang Ling's ears moved and he heard some alumni of No. 60 Middle School who knew about it were discussing gossip. These were all senior students.

The school time for the second and third year students was one to two hours later than that of their first year students on average.

In other words, although No. 60 Middle School carefully chose a time after school to receive them, it was probably still seen by a small group of students who left late, and then the matter spread directly.

However, Wang Ling felt it was hard to say whether it was someone from the Institute of Cultivation Research.

Because if it was, he would definitely get some information from Wang Ming in advance.

But now his idiot brother didn't even send a text message, didn't give any hints, it was not like Wang Ming's style at all.

Even if they were from the Institute of Cultivation Research, Wang Ling felt that they were probably not in the same group with Wang Ming.

Why did they visit the school at night?

What were they talking about?

Wang Ling was very curious about this.