Chapter 32 Lucky Boy
“Put your hand on this crystal ball~”
On the first floor of the main teaching building, in front of the admissions desk of the Academic Affairs Office, a slightly bald middle-aged man The teacher handed a blue crystal ball to Ling Yi, with a calm expression on his face and spoke unhurriedly.
"Okay~" Ling Yi nodded obediently, stretched out his white and tender hands, and pressed them on top of the crystal ball.
Just like when the innate soul power was tested during the Wuhun Awakening Ceremony, a powerful absorbing force appeared from the crystal ball, sucking the soul power in Ling Yi's body into the crystal ball.
Immediately, a bright blue light lit up in the crystal ball. It started from a little starlight and spread until one third of the entire crystal ball was emitting a faint blue halo. The light stopped spreading.
"Huh?"
The middle-aged teacher looked startled when he saw the scene in front of him. He looked back and forth between the crystal ball and Ling Yi's face, and then turned to look at the table. The martial soul certificate displayed above. At the same time, he did not forget to inject his soul power into the crystal ball and bounce Ling Yi's hand away.
Feeling the soul power that was absorbed into the crystal ball and returned to the body in an instant, Ling Yi lowered his eyes slightly, looked at the crystal ball that was no longer shining, and thought secretly in his heart: 'This crystal ball is obviously It is a soul guide, used as a tool to detect soul power, but seeing that it can absorb the soul master's soul power, and then pour it back into the soul master's body in the blink of an eye with almost no damage, then, can it be used as a soul power storage tool? Woolen cloth? Similar to the blue bottle returning to blue? ’
“Classmate Ling Yi~” the middle-aged teacher spoke, interrupting Ling Yi’s thoughts.
"Teacher~" Ling Yi focused on the current registration matter and responded humbly.
Picking up the martial arts certificate on the table and looking at it again, the middle-aged teacher said with a bit of curiosity in his tone: "Your martial soul certificate records that you awakened when you were six years old last year. The innate soul power is only half a level, but now your soul power has actually reached more than level three. In just one year, such an improvement speed, wow..."
"Teacher~" Ling Yi did not care about what the other party said. As for any nervousness or loss of mood, he just said with a confused smile: "I don't know why this is happening. Our uncle Yan Bin, who presided over the martial soul awakening ceremony for me, was also surprised when he found out..."
"Yan Bin?" The middle-aged teacher was a little hesitant when he heard this unfamiliar name. Although he had never heard of it, since he was the one who presided over the martial soul awakening ceremony, he must be the bottom deacon of [Martial Soul Palace].
Ling Yi’s next words also confirmed his inference.
"Hmm~" Ling Yi scratched his head and introduced with an innocent face: "Master Yan Bin is the deacon of the Wuhun Hall in the town~"
At this point, Ling Yi paused and gave the middle-aged The teacher, and other teachers who noticed this, took a moment to absorb the information, and then continued:
"Later, Uncle Yan Bin came to our village and stayed at my house for a few days. He said he wanted to observe me. How do you practice..."
Hearing this, in the Academic Affairs Office, around the desk responsible for admissions, three or four teachers pricked up their ears and listened silently.
Here, Ling Yi spread his right hand, but did not summon the martial spirit. He just continued to speak: "About a week or so, Uncle Yan Bin told me that it might be because my martial spirit is "Blue". "Silver Grass", and the environment of "Blue Silver Grass" everywhere in our village has invisibly matched a state called 'mimetic cultivation', so we have such a speed of cultivation..."
"Mimicry practice?" The middle-aged teacher and other teachers around him couldn't help but frown.
As teachers, they were actually familiar with this term. According to Ling Yi’s description, what Deacon Yan Bin said should be “mimicry cultivation environment.”
But the problem is that this "mimetic training environment" can increase the speed at which soul masters can cultivate soul power. Looking at the entire [Shuimu Principality], there are only three of them.
The only academy for advanced soul masters in the principality that is open to the outside world is the [Botanical Academy]. That's it, it is still only available to elite students of the academy.
"The Wasted Martial Spirit "Lan Yincao" still has this advantage? ”
An unknown teacher suddenly whispered something, waking everyone else in the office from their thoughts.
Ling Yi, who also heard this sentence, was not angry or disappointed because of the words 'waste martial soul'. He still looked at the middle-aged teacher with a look of ignorance and said: " Teacher, I practiced in the dormitory last night, and it was much slower than when I was in the village..."
As he said that, his fair face showed a bit of embarrassment, and he continued: "Well... Me, can I plant some "Blue Silver Grass" next to my bed in the dormitory? ”
“Growing “Blue Silver Grass”? "The middle-aged teacher was stunned when he heard this. He didn't expect Ling Yi to say that.
On Ling Yi's side, a look of fear that the other party would disagree appeared on his face, and he quickly said: "Just...just use a bamboo cup. ...or plant it in a small flower pot, that's fine——" "It won't take up much space, and... it won't affect other students~"
Seeing Ling Yi's performance, the middle-aged teacher laughed dumbly and shook his head. Before Ling Yi spoke again, he raised his hand and handed him the martial arts certificate he was holding, and at the same time said : "Okay, you can sow it if you want. As long as it doesn't affect other students and doesn't make a mess, it'll be fine -"
"Hey!" Ling Yi's eyebrows were filled with joy, and he stretched out his hands. He took his martial arts certificate and responded with a smile: "Thank you, teacher. Don't worry, teacher. I will definitely pay attention to not disturbing other students and not leaving it randomly..."
"Okay~" The middle-aged teacher waved his hand, lowered his head and filled in a form on the table a few times, and said: "You have registered here. Remember to go to the first floor of Building 3 to re-apply check-in information~"
"This I'll take advantage of my free time in a few days to get to know the situation in the college. In seven or eight days, school will start. If you want to plant that "blue silver grass", plant it as soon as possible. Don't delay your subsequent classes and studies... …”
"Okay, okay~"
Ling Yi bowed slightly to the middle-aged teacher and said: "Then~Teacher~goodbye-"
Then he said to each of the other teachers around him They all bowed and said goodbye politely: "Goodbye, teachers~"
Faced with such a polite and well-behaved Ling Yi, although not every teacher in the Academic Affairs Office responded to the kindness smiles, but at least no one treats them coldly.
And this is enough for Ling Yi, who has just arrived.
...
Seeing Ling Yi leaving, the five teachers in the Office of Academic Affairs remained silent for a while. They all acted as if nothing had happened, silently doing what they were doing.
After a while, the middle-aged teacher in charge of admissions raised his head, looked around, and curled his lips: "Okay, stop pretending, tell me, what do you think?"
Speaking, he raised the enrollment information form belonging to Ling Yi that he had just filled out and shook it in front of everyone.
“How can we tell?” Someone spoke up and said nonchalantly: “Looking at what this little guy said, a [Martial Spirit Hall] deacon has already checked it out. This is the situation. There is nothing to say... …”
"After all, it's just "Blue Silver Grass"~"
"That's right~" Someone else echoed, saying: "As we all know, "Blue Silver Grass" can be found everywhere in the countryside. The little guy's martial arts The soul is "Blue Silver Grass", and practicing in a place where there are many "Blue Silver Grass" does fit the situation of "mimicry training environment"..."
"But this can only be suitable for "Blue Silver Grass" like him "Grass" martial spirit, like my "Qingguang Leopard" martial spirit, I can't raise a bunch of leopards, right? "
Hearing this, everyone couldn't help but nodded subconsciously.
Also, if "mimicry training environment" is so easy to create, there will not be so few in the entire Douluo Continent, only Only those with a certain foundation of power can have it.
As for the possibility of Ling Yi lying, no one considered it at all. First, Ling Yi's performance and his seven-year-old age made them choose to believe it. Second, what Ling Yi said can be easily verified. The distance between Beikouhe Town and "Muzhi City" , it would take an ordinary person a day, but soul masters like them only need one or two hours.
"What a lucky boy~" someone commented.
Some people heard this and didn't take it seriously, and said again: "So what? After all, it's just a "Blue Silver Grass"! "
"Even if he is a "Blue Silver Grass", he still has hope of cultivating to the tenth level and becoming a soul master..." The person before couldn't help but retorted: "Our academy can recruit dozens of students every year. A new student, but not even half of them can successfully become a soul master six years later! ”
“……”
(End of this chapter)