Xie Tianyang sat there, facing the eyes of the three people in front of him, and felt that the blood vessels in his body were twisted.

He had been looking forward to this kind of gaze many times, but he did not expect it to appear in this current occasion.

In his original imagination, this should be a sword-making competition in Huashan. The center is the inheritance of the president. The two sides of the competition, with their respective supporters, stood on both sides of the field with their lives and death determination, passionately and vigorously, and tried their best to fight for three days and three nights. Under the gaze of the whole school, a dignified competition was held.

He imagined the strength of the last president, and even had planned the scene of his defeat, and made corresponding preparations. Anyway, he still had three years, and at worst he would fight again next year.

But unexpectedly, the actual scene at the moment was that he was inexplicably pushed to the front stage, and then inexplicably got the title of president in his hand, and his opponent was not regretful at all. He even felt the pleasure of taking it away quickly.

This made him feel very unreal.

"Don't rush to ask, this is just to let you take the position of acting president during the holidays. Whether it is suitable depends on your performance in the future. You can only decide until the school election is opened." Wei Ze said, "Of course, if you don't want to, you can also hand this position to someone else."

After a moment of silence, Jie Tianyang raised his eyes: "What am I going to do?"

"There is no collective elementary semester this summer, so the next thing is to recruit students and welcome new students." Xiao Youyu said casually, "The test scores for this year should come out in two days. For specific things, just ask Instructor Liu later."

"Okay, that's all I'm going to find you today. Seeing that you are in good condition, I won't leave you more."

Wei Ze nodded and said, "Go down and make good adjustments. Especially Xiao Youyu and Jie Tianyang, you two, make good use of the resources at hand and take on their own responsibilities."

The three of them responded, walked out of the door as he said, and brought it to the door.

The room had returned to absolute peace, and Wei Ze turned around and turned his gaze back to the "Nine Cauldrons" placed behind him.

All other things have been handled almost the same. Next, he has to complete the last confirmation.

Wei Ze was in his palm and touched the cauldron body. The scene in front of him became empty. When he turned around, the surroundings had turned into a scene in the blessed land of [Jiuzhou Mountain and Sea Chart].

However, at this time, the original sea of ​​gold and silver had completely disappeared, and only a void grayish-white left at the dome, like the interior of a huge silkworm cocoon.

His unintentional actions destroyed the small world in the tomb, and all the architectural arrangements built on it disappeared. Even with his intentional protection, only a small piece of space in the Nine Cauldrons survived.

And in the middle of this gray and white space, a group of messy lines were suddenly placed there.

Only by erasing all the colors on the canvas can you see clearly what the canvas looks like. Similarly, after all the arrangements of gold and silver seas disappeared, he truly saw the full picture of this "mountain and sea map".

The lines intertwined, and the intersecting landform map was drawn in the center. Looking at the distribution, it seemed to be the territory of the Qin Dynasty, which is the map of the central region of China today.

But these are just backgrounds. What attracted his attention the most was that in this landform map, there were five prominent points distributed, connecting each other with a five-pointed star shape. At this time, only the one above lighted up, and the other four points were dimmed.

Wei Ze looked at the flashing dot at the top and had some guesses in his heart. Then he turned his head and looked upwards.

"Is this what the First Emperor asked for in his life?" he asked.

Above his head, a golden dragon was sitting there, and his huge eyes were staring at him intricately.

"Yes, this is what he has sought for his whole life, the source of spiritual energy in heaven and earth - the 'spiritual veins'."

Zulong replied: "What he saw was spiritual veins all over the world, but the core was in the Central Plains. He spent his whole life searching for this thing and recorded the results on this mountain and sea map, which are the five you see in front of you."

"He once said that if he mastered these five spiritual veins, he could master the foundation of the spiritual energy in the world and sublimate all of this world. The world of tombs was built only after he obtained the spiritual veins - but it has been destroyed by your hands."

Wei Ze did not answer, but looked up at the empty space on the top. The white space turned into the original night light dome in his eyes. The scene of destruction seemed to reappear. The dome was falling apart, and the bronze fell like the sky, and the scenery exposed inside came from the outside world.

The matter of the Mausoleum of the First Emperor has been verified. Now his power is not something that can be borne by the Blessed Land space. With just one move, the entire small world will be affected and collapsed directly... What if the object being affected is not the Blessed Land small world, but the "big world" outside?

Can this external world still bear the consequences of his actions?

He can't try this guess, nor can he afford it.

Now he has used actual practice to verify what this so-called "over-the-cap" means. The letter of appointment he got at the beginning should not be the power of this world.

But there seems to be another contradiction here - if that thing really has such power, why would it still appear in this world?

It would be fine if it was said to be for destruction, but its claim to be "inheritance"?

The future is completely unknown. Fortunately, now, he has found a way out of his predecessors.

If the First Emperor also had the same thing as him, he must have encountered the same problem.

In this way, the First Emperor spent his whole life looking for those five blessed lands, which may be related to this.

According to the statements and records of Zulong, these five spiritual veins are the cores of the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. If they can master it, they may be able to grasp the situation of heaven and earth. Only then can he truly relax his power in the outside world.

In other words, this is the focus of the school's work in the future.

Judging from the appearance of this five-star map, the First Emperor Mausoleum itself is the first spiritual vein. Now that the tomb is destroyed and the spiritual vein has been included in the school, there are still four less.

Fortunately, with cooperation with the government, we have achieved a mission in China. With the help of Skynet, which is spread all over the country, it should not be difficult to find these five blessed lands.

Before this, we can only try our best to avoid taking action personally, and even to minimize it. After all, it seems that the only campus under our feet can be used to show our strength without being affected.

Thinking of this, Wei Ze closed his eyes slightly, felt the picture of the immortal palace in his mind, and pondered for a moment.

Now he has figured out the origin of this power: Daqin was the first era of cultivators, and the First Emperor was the original holder of this power, but there is an era between these and Kunlun University today.

That era of immortals, the era of the beginning of Kunlun University.

In that era, what did the cultivator who held this power discovered before he found this Kunlun University? Even the power that even the blessed land of the First Emperor’s Mausoleum could bear... Could it be that this was also considered a refuge built by the ancestors?

Wei Ze thought to try to hook up the golden body in his body, but this time he didn't respond. After trying a few times, he gave up.

Since breaking free from the shackles of the golden will, he is now very cautious about this matter.

From taking the appointment letter to become the principal, to casually compiling the statement of "Kunlun Real Person", to everything I did for the university later, looking back now, it seems that I have done it under some guidance.

Although there is no malice in the results, the existence of this fact alone is enough to make people wary.

Until now, he could not confirm whether the will was still influencing him in some subtle way. If he wanted to understand the truth about the original letter of appointment, he had to continue to improve his cultivation and approach the realm of the will as quickly as possible.

In other words, the internal affairs of Kunlun University still have to go on as it is.

In addition, the clues hidden in the outside world have to be found in the process of exploring the blessed land.

Wei Ze sorted out his current situation in his heart, opened his eyes again, and looked at the Zulong in front of him.

This is also one of the spoils of the First Emperor's Mausoleum. He destroyed the First Emperor's Mausoleum, and the ancestor dragon, who was originally imprisoned in the land, was released as a result.

Relying on the spiritual power he gave to him before, the life of Zulong was temporarily considered to be the one that hung up the life of Zulong. Then he thought about what this ancient divine beast - to be precise, the residual soul of the ancient divine beast - could bring to the campus.

I don't know if He has any existing disciples and grandchildren...

He bent down and sat cross-legged in front of Zulong: "Now this blessed land has been connected to the campus through spiritual weapons. With the strength of your spiritual sense, you should be able to peek at the situation on this campus. How do you feel?"

Zulong wanted to speak but stopped, and seemed to be very uncomfortable with this way of talking.

"I said, now I have liberated you, and you and me are no longer a master-servant relationship. As long as it does not hinder what I do, I don't have to step on you." Wei Ze said, "It's good to just say something. After all, you have been the Emperor of the Sea, and you should have some of the pride of the emperor, right?"

Zulong pondered for a while and said, "You have such authority, those little monks should respect you like immortals. But as far as I have seen, you are still staying to pay attention to the trivial matters of those students?"

"Isn't this the teacher's job?" Wei Ze laughed, "As you say, what do you think I should have done?"

Zulong seemed to show some hesitation: "The person who holds power should be lost and understand the principles of heaven and earth. The higher his cultivation level, the more he is, the more he is transcendent to the world, no one can reach or know it. This was the case with Ying Zheng back then."

After He said this, he did not receive Wei Ze's response, so he did not say more.

Before Him, the face was still calm, like the undercurrent tide surging under the calm lake.

Although it did not appear on the surface, he had to admit that Zulong said this.

Is it that people lose all their desires, but they understand the principles of heaven and earth...

During his retreat, he has now fully felt this clue.

Obviously, if he continues to practice through school methods, he may be able to truly touch the truth of the will, but it is hard to say what he will become at that time.

Of course, he could also choose to give up the Immortal Palace Picture and give up diligence in this way. But now that so many students have been led to this path by him, and he has given up, what should these students do?

In this way, we can only go all the way to the dark.

Other things cannot be judged, but one thing is clear: as Jin Ying said, from the beginning, he was a teacher.

He didn't know why the appointment letter chose him, nor did he know what changes would happen to him, but he still had to keep something unchanged.

"As the strength of the Qin Dynasty, when Ying Zheng died, the tree fell and the money scattered." Zulong said, "You have spent so much effort on them. Have you ever thought about what will they do if you are gone one day?"

Wei Ze chuckled softly.

"Then, I will choose to believe them." His eyes penetrated the distance, "At that time, they will need to support this world."
Chapter completed!