Everyone has chosen the demon clan, who would still practice seriously?

Take out a small earthen jar at random, and you will find dark purple plasma inside.

"I just rescued this in a panic."

"This also reflects the hard work of this group of students."

Long Jian took it, and his face finally looked less pale.

"Okay, okay! I will report your contribution to the dean."

He looked at the other students and said, "Why don't you come over here and donate your heart's blood!"

The other students looked miserable, but they had no choice but to limp over to donate blood.

After using a small clay pot to collect everyone's blood, Long Jian nodded with satisfaction.

He looked at Ren Yi: "Which tribe are you from?"

"The student is from the Phoenix Clan."

Ren Yi chuckled, "No matter which tribe we are from, it is our blessing to be able to enter the academy to study and achieve something."

The more Long Jian looked at her, the more satisfied he became:

"Originally, Fang Cuishan was going to go on a mission with us tomorrow. Now that he's dead, I'll propose to the principal that you take over."

"You are from the Phoenix Clan. The special flames you and the Red Dragon Clan possess will definitely be of great help."

Any smile:

"I am willing to give everything for the academy, but it's just a flame."

Long Jian left with the plasma and Fang Cuishan's body with satisfaction.

Ren Yi looked at Long Jian's back and narrowed his eyes slightly.

As soon as she walked back to Meng Hu and others, Tie Zhu came over.

He used magic to transmit the message:

[Master, if I were in danger one day, would you also save us with your life? ]

Squinting at him casually:

"I painted a big picture for you, but you want to kill me?"

Tiezhu: “…………”

I don't know how Long Jian explained it, but when he finally notified all the students, it had become the new version:

Fang Cuishan's improper operation not only spilled the plasma in the bronze tripod, but also almost killed other students.

Fortunately, Teacher Long Jian arrived in time and no disaster was caused.

That afternoon, Long Jian asked everyone to pick a few people at random to go out and carry out the mission together.

Yi Ren took Yun An and Tie Zhu with him, and left Meng Hu and Dao Er Yu to continue exploring the academy.

Long Jian brought a dozen students with him, as well as two high-level monks, one male and one female.

They were said to be their senior brother and sister, named Han Ran and Mo Yin.

A group of more than twenty people boarded a flying boat and flew south.

Along the way, Long Jian did not say what the mission was.

Ren Yi did not ask, but mentioned the dean with regret:

"Isn't the dean here? I often hear about him from Teacher Fang. I really want to meet him once."

Long Jian waved his hand: "The academy is not the dean's residence, she only comes here occasionally."

Ren Yi raised his eyebrows, smiled and nodded.

"Why are you asking about the dean?"

Senior Brother Han Ran, who was sitting on a flying boat nearby, looked at Ren Yi with a rather dissatisfied tone:

"How long have you been in the academy? Are you thinking of reaching the top overnight?"

Ren Yi turned his head and glanced up and down at Han Ran, "Brother, it seems that you don't like me very much?"

Han Ran snorted coldly: "Then you have to ask yourself whether you have done anything unpleasant."

"I see, Brother, you are not a good person."

"what?"

Arbitrary and serious explanation: "People I don't like must not be good people. How can people who don't like me be good people?"

The veins on Han Ran's forehead bulged and his hand holding the sword clenched.

"That's really funny. I won't bother with you!"

Ren Yi: "Kowtowing to me to let me know if you are filial."

"You!" Han Ran stood up and the sword in his hand was instantly unsheathed.

Long Jian glared at him unhappily, "Han Ran, put away your sword! Don't forget what we came out for today!"

"If you make trouble for the dean, you know what will happen!"

Han Ran sat down angrily.

Senior sister Mo Yin glanced at them and continued to meditate unmoved.

Long Jian looked at Ren Yi again: "Phoenix, don't blame me for not warning you, our academy..."

"Teacher! The blood of the Phoenix clan does not allow me to be weak!"

Ren Yi looked at Long Jian excitedly, "We Phoenix Clan are noble. If anyone dares to look down on us, we will commit suicide in a minute!"

The reason why he brought Phoenix with him this time was because of the fire in her and the Red Dragon cultivator's body.

At least before the task is completed, you must not offend them and must coax them.

Besides, the Phoenix Clan recorded in ancient books was extremely arrogant and conceited.

Thinking of this, Long Jian could only suppress the anger on his face and force a smile.

"Don't get excited. Calm down. I mean, our academy values ​​talents very much. Since you are a talent, I will definitely protect you."

Random nodded with satisfaction.

The sound of the iron pillar echoed in Random's mind.

[Master, you are awesome. They don't even dare to talk anymore. Can you teach me how to talk back to others? ]

He glanced at him casually.

[Twenty-four-character motto: refuse to waste your energy, go crazy when something happens, and rather than wrong yourself, make things difficult for others.]

Tiezhu: […………Are you serious? ]

Long Jian in front suddenly stood up, pointed to the mountains ahead and said:

"arrive."

"Phoenix, do you know why I brought you out this time?"

Any: "I'd like to hear more about it."

"Three days ago, an ancient secret realm appeared here."

"The Celestials and Demons each sent their own cultivators to explore. The Demons did not come out on time as agreed, and the Celestials also broke the rule set by both Celestials and Demons that no one could be killed in the secret realm."

"When the two groups were fighting inside, the ban was triggered and they were all trapped."

"Our mission is to..."

An extremely excited expression appeared in Long Jian's eyes.

"Kill all the cultivators from the Heavenly and Demonic tribes."