C18 Giant Wind Scroll!

It's been three days since the tournament. However, during these three days, the topic of discussion among the students in the courtyard was still centered around the competition this time. Regardless of whether it was the participants in the Grand Competition or the rewards that were given out, they were all topics that the students could discuss for a day.

Although the low-level students were the spectators during this competition, they were the ones who had the greatest harvest. They had just stepped into the cultivation world not long ago, and they were still trying hard to understand the most basic knowledge of how to use spirit energy. However, what they saw in this competition made them have a completely new view of how to use spirit energy.

And this was just like a seed that had deeply buried itself in their hearts. When this seed germinated, it would be the time for them to uphold the Dao and step on the ground.

Before this grand competition, Mingsi had just stepped into the second level of the Spirit Dividing Realm. Not long after the grand competition ended, he had successfully opened up the spirit vein at the top of his head and successfully reached the third level of the Spirit Dividing Realm! What he needed to do now was to fill every part of his body with spirit energy. After that, he could try to fuse his spirit!

Mingsi felt that his speed was somewhat fast. Of course, this was not compared to those amazing people. It was compared to his previous self. In just a few days, he had once again stepped onto another level. This speed was much faster than before.

However, he thought that this was also a good thing, so he didn't think too much about it. Furthermore, he tried to attribute this change to the competition of the Spiritual Academy! Because he'd experienced a lot in this Grand Competition.

First of all, Mingsi had set a very clear goal for himself. That was to be able to fly before graduation three years later! Since there was someone who could do it, then he would definitely be able to do it!

Secondly, he had to study the so-called wind scroll properly. Based on his speed, he would probably be able to step into the Spiritual Ascension Stage in a short period of time. Therefore, before that, he had to successfully condense a wind scroll that could blow people up!

The current plan was already very clear. Mingsi had been in a very good mood these few days. He felt very fulfilled every day. The only thing that puzzled him was Ziming's change.

Ever since the competition ended, Ziming had become somewhat silent. Although there wasn't much difference, as Ziming's best friend, Mingsi could still see the changes in him.

Ziming devoted himself to his cultivation, and the sapling in his hand had become as tall as his shoulder. He was afraid that the sapling in his hand would become as tall as his shoulder. It wouldn't be long before he achieved his goal. In that case, perhaps he was even faster than Mingsi!

However, none of these made Ziming happy. When Mingsi asked Ziming, Ziming only replied faintly, "Next time, I don't want to stand behind others!"

When he heard this answer, Mingsi felt a trace of bitterness in his heart. He also felt a lot of emotions. He and Ziming had been bullied a lot in the past two years. He didn't have much to say about himself. If someone bullied him, he would just run away. He would just ignore them in the future.

However, it wasn't as if everyone didn't care. When Ziming came to the academy, he found that he was still bullied by others just like before. This kind of powerlessness made him feel very uncomfortable, which was why he had changed so much.

Ziming also comforted Mingsi not to worry about him anymore. He just wanted to start his own cultivation.

At that time, Mingsi suddenly felt that Ziming had become a little strange. Although he still had the same small face, the mole on the corner of his mouth that could still smile made people feel very close. However, how much did Mingsi know about this so-called best friend, and how much he knew about his thoughts?

Mingsi suddenly felt very disappointed as well.

He had too few companions.

He thought of his brothers and his parents.

His blanket had also been worn down for a few days. . .

. . .

However, a shallow person would definitely not be too emotional. No matter how big the matter was, in the heart of such a naive and ignorant youth, it would gradually fade away. At most, he would leave behind an extremely shallow imprint. If he could recall it in the future, It would be a completely different experience.

After all, this youth was a youth, a fifteen year old youth, that was all.

The beginner students in the academy once again became crazy, and they seemed to have a tendency to surpass the previous ones. Metal, wood, water, fire. Earth and time. The students who cultivated all kinds of spiritual energy began to become restless, because each of them had their own mission before they ascended. It was similar to Mingsi's Wind Scroll. After watching the competition, their determination and enthusiasm were infinitely magnified. Thus, their cultivation had become even crazier.

The craziness of these beginner students was an interesting scenery for the intermediate and senior students. It was an annual craziness and an annual scenery.

However, this was not something that was pleasing to Mingsi's eyes. Not long ago, half of a Fire Spirit student's hair had been burned off while he was cultivating. Coincidentally, the person who saw Mingsi just let out a normal laugh and was chased by that person for a long time.

Since then, Mingsi had been scared every day on the road. He had to prevent himself from being hurt by crazy cultivators, but he also had to hold back from laughing when he encountered those funny people. Such days were quite tiring.

Fortunately, Mingsi still had a better time, such as the classroom.

That afternoon, there was a lecture on Chenjing's theory, which talked about the history of the development of spiritual energy in China.

The location was next to the academy in the center of the academy. In a forest, dozens of classes were also carrying out their respective classes. And one of them was the class that Mingsi was in.

In the forest, a cool breeze blew through the gaps between the branches, filtered into a silk-like shape, brushing against one's body. The afternoon sunlight was just nice and warm. When it shone on one's body, it made one feel lazy.

At this moment, most of the students in the class were earnestly recording the important points of their mentors, while Mingsi, who was sitting at the edge, was in a daze. He saw a bamboo pen in his ear, a stick in his nose, and a stick in his left hand supporting his head. There was still a stick in his right hand that was spinning non-stop.

A beetle on the grass was crawling towards a flower. Mingsi chuckled, and his fingers were spinning. Not long after, a small tornado formed in front of his finger. He pushed it forward, and the tornado immediately flew towards the beetle on the flower. The beetle was rolled up and spun a few times before it landed and flew away.

Mingsi continued to spin the pen. Although his ears were connected to the left and right, his mind was constantly thinking. During the competition, the strange female student showed him the technique of controlling the wind scroll which deeply shocked him. It was clearly just a finger movement, but it was clearly such a small tornado, so how could it have such great power?

When Mingsi thought of this, he lowered his head to look at his finger. It was short, black, and dirty. The spiritual qi on it was emitting slightly. If he wasn't careful, the spiritual qi would merge into the air.

After more than a month, his spiritual qi had become full. However, his control of the wind was far from reaching the standard. The current him, the wind that he had condensed could only shake a small tree.

He stared and stared. His eyes seemed to become somewhat blurry. At this moment, he seemed to see a light blue line on his arm, and within the line, a gaseous substance that was like water was slowly flowing. Mingsi's mind moved, and the spirit energy in his body immediately rushed to his arm, and then condensed from his finger.

A large amount of spiritual energy filled the air beside his finger. A small amount of spiritual energy had already started to merge into the air, but this process was too slow. At this moment, he discovered that the spiritual energy in the air that did not belong to him was gradually merging with the spiritual energy that he had sent into the air. Mingsi felt that it was somewhat magical, because he usually did not see such a phenomenon.

Therefore, he stared at it even more closely. In his eyes, his spiritual Qi was merging with the spiritual Qi in the air. As his fingers moved, the spiritual Qi in the air also shook. Like a stick, it reached into a quagmire. The stick shook, and the quagmire flipped.

Mingsi could not help but feel that it was magical. He increased his speed. First, he had a finger, then his entire palm, and then he even waved his arm.

At this moment, Chenjing, who was in front of everyone, was teaching a lesson. She suddenly realized that Hwang Mingsi, who was at the back, was waving his arm non-stop. What surprised her was that the Spiritual Qi in the air around him was forming a whirlpool, rotating along with his arm.

Mingsi did not realize what he was doing at this moment. He only waved his arms with a strange feeling. His eyes were looking at the subtle spiritual energy. What he was thinking in his heart was the wind.

Therefore, the spiritual energy in the air began to converge at an extremely fast speed. It brought with it a strong wind that gathered towards Mingsi's finger. In the end, it turned into a small tornado. Mingsi waved his hand and the tornado flew forward slowly.

The spiritual energy in the surroundings started to shake violently until it returned to normal. In fact, it was only a few breaths of time. At this time, Chenjing was still wondering about Hwang Mingsi's strange actions. Before she could call Mingsi, she saw a scene that she could not believe.

The wind was blown away by Mingsi, and then it expanded rapidly. When it hit a student in front of him, it sent him flying. He was thrown to the side and continued to expand forward. One, two. . . All the students along the way were sent flying. The stools, tables, and papers danced in the sky. The birds in the forest spread their wings and flew away wave after wave. The booming sounds kept spreading in the forest.

"Look. . . What is that!" In an open space next door. Someone cried out in alarm, pointing at the expanding tornado.

"Oh my god, the wind is so strong!"

The people in the distance also cried out in alarm, "It's blowing in this direction! Run!"

The forest was in chaos. Some students were screaming, some were running, some were screaming on the ground, and some were circling in the air. . .

When the wind was about to blow out of the edge of the forest, the huge wind slowly stopped and dissipated, leaving behind a mess along the way.

Chenjing only regained her senses at this time. She shouted at Hwang Mingsi, "Hwang Mingsi, what did you do!!!"

Mingsi vaguely heard someone calling him, but it was not very clear. He saw the shocking scene in front of him, but he could not think too much. At this moment, he only felt a wave of weakness. There was only a trace of spiritual energy in his body that was still wandering. His eyelids became heavy, and his head became extremely dizzy. Then he slowly fell to the ground.