Super Godly Evolution

Creak -    

Qi Yongyang closed the hut and muttered, "The fog seems to have gotten lighter recently?"    

It was truly a disaster that did not come alone! Qi Yongyang shook his head helplessly. There were only a few resource sites in the Nine-pole School, and that was the valley's white fog. If there was even a problem with the last of the resources, the Nine-pole School would not be able to hold on any longer!    

Grrr! Grrr!    

Qi Yongyang poured himself a cup of clear tea. No matter how poor his life was, he still liked to taste that cup of late night peak green tea at night. This was the only hobby he had left for himself!    

He glanced at the tea leaves in the iron box. There was only less than half a box left. He had to save some for this month.    

After drinking a cup of tea, Qi Yongyang's eyelids were slightly closed and his nose was slightly trembling. He sat cross-legged on the cotton cushion and did not move at all.    

Time passed quietly. After an unknown period of time, a figure was sneaking around outside the wooden door. He was dressed in black and was on tiptoes.    

He gently took out a pipe that was burning with green smoke from his pocket and blew the smoke into the wooden house through the gap.    

His movements were very light. The whole process did not even startle the crisp cicadas on the trees.    

After a while, the smoke filled the entire wooden house. The entire wooden house was covered by the smoke. Qi Yongyang's slightly trembling breath became slower and slower until it was maintained at a very low level.    

Tian ziming, who was outside the door, finally smiled. His movements became bold, and with a creak, he opened the wooden door.    

While pinching his nose, he flapped the fog in front of him and cursed, "Damn old man, I would like to see what treasures you have hidden!"    

Dingdang - Huala -    

Tian ziming roughly flipped through the items in the room. From time to time, something would fall to the ground, but he did not care.    

Since he had already done something outrageous, he didn't plan to stay in the Nine-pole School any longer! Any new institute would be ten thousand times better than the Nine-pole School!    

In the wardrobe, bedside table, and under the bed, Tian ziming's hands moved faster and faster, and the anger in his chest gradually became heavier and heavier. After rummaging for so long, he was still unable to find a treasure or a secret manual! Why was this old man's room even poorer than the library!    

"What!?"    

Tian ziming threw away a bronze teacup, and the cup bounced back and forth. Finally, it landed on Qi Yongyang's knee.    

"Damn old man, where the hell did you hide it?!" Tian ziming glared at Qi Yongyang fiercely. Then his eyes lit up. He remembered that this old man might have hidden something else on his body.    

Thinking of this, Tian ziming couldn't wait to plunder everything. He didn't care about respecting his teacher and tore Qi Yongyang's shirt open.    

A few items fell from Qi Yongyang's body.    

A thick book. A cultivation capsule from Shangning Xue Cotinent and a jade pendant.    

Tian ziming's eyes lit up, and he couldn't wait to seize the item.    

"This is the Secret Techniques of the mental cultivation method of the Brilliant Jade Palace! It's a secret medicine specially prepared for the professors of various academies!"    

Seeing the last jade pendant, Tian ziming's breathing became rapid. This was the key to the treasury! With this, all the resources that Nine-pole School had accumulated over the years would be at their disposal!    

If he emptied everything, he, Tian ziming, would not lack resources no matter where he went!    

Thinking of this, Tian ziming looked at Qi Yongyang with a ruthless gaze.    

"I'm sorry, old man. In order to keep this a secret, you cannot live!"    

As soon as Tian ziming finished speaking, Qi Yongyang opened his old and warm eyes. His eyes were filled with disappointment and anger.    

Tian ziming's heart skipped a beat. "Sect... Sect Master?"    

Qi Yongyang slowly got up and clenched his fist. The Gene Energy suddenly burst out. "Scram! Get lost! Don't let me see you again!"    

Bang -    

The wooden house beside the valley collapsed.    

The next day, when Chu Lin arrived at the large classroom, there were less than ten people sitting in the room. He could not help but feel shocked. However, after a day, the number of people was reduced by half!    

Chu Lin randomly picked a place to sit, and his ears were filled with the whispering of the students.    

"Senior Brother Tian ziming left Nine-pole School with more than ten people last night, and even he left!"    

"I saw it too. Senior disciple Tian's body is covered in blood. I don't know what happened..."    

"It seems like he has a conflict with the sect master..."    

A person sitting beside Chu Lin sat down, lu Yuhua who had a face full of sorrow was lost in thought.    

"What happened?" Chu Lin asked.    

Lu Yuhua shook her head and did not say anything. The sadness in her eyes could not be hidden.    

Not long after... Qi Yongyang appeared shakily. He had a head of white hair that was even wilder than yesterday. The corners of his eyes were full of wrinkles.    

"You haven't left yet?" Qi Yongyang waved his hand at the crowd, "Today is your self-study session. If you have any questions, you can ask me. If you have nothing else to say, you can leave now!"    

After saying that, Qi Yongyang sighed and sat down in front of the podium. The sadness and sadness made people's heart ache. This old man had worked so hard for the Nine-pole School for more than half of his life, but he didn't expect the incident yesterday to happen.    

The remaining students looked around, stood up, and quietly slipped out of the room. Everyone could see that the sect master was in a bad mood, and no one dared to provoke him.    

Chu Lin took out the Mysterious God Limit and walked in front of Qi Yongyang.    

"Sect Master, I have some cultivation related to the Mysterious God Limit, and I want to ask you!" Chu Lin said respectfully.    

Qi Yongyang waved his hand, "Before the third stage, the Mysterious God Limit only needs to refine the source of the technique step by step. That's enough. If you have any questions, go read the seniors' notes, you can find them... "    

Chu Lin shook his head, "I have cultivated to the fifth stage, I have encountered some problems with the quality of the origin technique!"    

"The fifth level..." Qi Yongyang nodded and stroked his beard. Then, his face froze. "How many levels did you say just now?"    

"The fifth floor!" Chu Lin said.    

In fact, if it were not for some difficult concepts, with Chu Lin's speed, he would have been able to completely understand a book in one day!    

Qi Yongyang widened his eyes. He had never heard of anyone who could reach the fifth level in a day while cultivating the origin technique! Even if it was a perfect match, the creator of this cultivation technique would not be able to reach this level after cultivating it!    

Qi Yongyang opened his mouth, but he was unable to utter a single word for a long time. After a long time, he finally suppressed the chaotic thoughts in his heart and asked in a deep voice, "Chu Lin, have you really never come into contact with the 'Mysterious God Limit' before?"    

"No!"    

Qi Yongyang sucked in a breath of cold air again, "Then what about the other Origin Methods?"    

Chu Lin thought that if he still said no, wouldn't it be too scary? He could only say tactfully: "I have come into contact with some in the past, but I did not practice much..."    

Lu Yuhua, who was at the side, widened her eyes and covered her mouth, not daring to say a word. Was there really such a genius in this world?    

"En..." Only now did Qi Yongyang heave a sigh of relief. Confidence once again emerged in his heart, "Chu Lin, from tonight onwards, I will teach you the Nine Palace mental cultivation method. You must remember this carefully!"