With this flag, Wei Yuan's talisman formation will unexpectedly kill his opponents in the future. After all, no one would have thought that a cultivator who had not even reached his fetal breath could draw a fourth-grade talisman formation.

After nodding with satisfaction, Wei Yuan put away the green lotus flag and hurriedly sat cross-legged to start meditation and meditation to recover. After all, Wei Yuan is now a dry river and sea dry. After using the sword energy of the Dao Slaying Sword, he no longer had a trace of spiritual energy in his body. He used the Qiankun Yiqi Fan many times, and his soul was inevitably damaged.

There are three days left to remove the poison for Qin Luoyi for the second time. He must recover as soon as possible, otherwise he really doesn't know whether he can hold on.

Time flies, and in the early morning of the next day, the legendary incident of Wei Yuan killing the stone fetal beast alone in the Kun Courtyard of the Imperial College.

In the study of the priest, the powerful minister sat upright behind the desk table and quietly flipped through the books in his hand. Yang Zidao sat in a corner of the table and drank boredly, but Pei Gongran was walking back and forth in the room with an anxious look on his face.

"Sir Jiji, you said something. In half a month, there will be a discussion on the world. At that time, all national academic institutions in the world will gather in Xiliang. Our Imperial College is one of the top three academic institutions. Even students in the team must carefully select them. I think Wei Yuan is very good. Although he is just a new student, his strength and talent are definitely no worse than some students of Qianzi Academy."

Hearing this, the powerful minister nodded slightly, his eyes not leaving the book in his hand, and said with a smile, "What Pei Siye said is very much."

"You really made a decision!"

Pei Gongran spoke with a frustrated look on his face.

For this Master Jijiu who treats people with peace and remains unchanged even if Mount Tai collapses before he is the most incompetent and incompetent, he can only turn to look at Yang Zi on the side and say, "Yang Zi said, please help me!"

"What's there to say? The discussion is the stage for students of Qianzi Academy. Students of Kunzi Academy go at most, they will have a long experience. It doesn't matter who they go!"

Yang Zidao shrugged and continued to drink his own wine.

"You! You're so angry that you're so sacrificial...." Before Pei Gongran could continue to speak, the powerful minister waved his hand to interrupt him, and smiled, "I understand what Pei Siye meant. I will think carefully about this matter. As for the final decision, it's still early to the discussion now, so let's talk about it later."

As soon as this sentence was said, Pei Gongran immediately knew that the powerful ministers of the Imperial Palace didn't want to continue discussing it now. He shook his head helplessly, sighed, and turned to leave the study.

After Pei Gongran left, the powerful minister smiled bitterly, "Although Pei Siye is the Taishan Beidou in the literary world, he knows nothing about state affairs."

Yang Zidao nodded, "I know what you are thinking. This time I enter Liang will definitely be extremely dangerous. The talent shown by Wei Yuan will probably surpass the sword god in Xiliang after being trained by the Imperial College in the future. How can such a genius put him in danger?"

"You know me. If such a genius fails to protect him, he will make any mistakes, which will definitely be our greatest sin."

After hearing this, Yang Zidao shook his head slightly, "Actually, I don't agree with your approach. If you just take care of it, that kid is afraid that he will only live under the shadow of you and me for the rest of his life."

As he said this, Yang Zidao took a deep breath, "If you want to cultivate a sword god, you have to go through so many things you have to go through during the period. Suffering is not only inevitable, but also helping him become the thrust of the sword god."

"Now you wave your hand and block all dangers. Even if he grows up in the future, what he can bear may not meet your expectations."

Hearing this, the Emperor Yu was silent for a moment, and finally sighed, "But Haoguo has not seen such a genius for many years. If he missed the opportunity to win the title of Sword Head for the country, wouldn't that be..." "Isn't that?"

Yang Zidao interrupted him coldly, "The name of the sword head is not from Haoguo. Even if Wei Yuan cannot defeat Liu Anzhi in the future and seize the name of the sword head, it is just a fate. Since God has given you a genius for you to cultivate, don't waste this god-given opportunity."

After saying this, Yang Zidao put away the wine gourd and took a deep breath, "I'm done with it. How to choose what you should decide for yourself. Although it's very dangerous to enter Liang this time, this may not be a good thing. If Wei Yuan can return in this storm and see the geniuses of the two countries of Liang and Chu, he will probably be restrained. This is the best for him."

After saying that, Yang Zidao stopped talking, turned around and pushed open the study door and walked out.

After everyone left, the powerful minister closed the book in his hand and closed his eyes and pondered for a long time. He had been careful all his life and achieved nothing except sitting in the position of the Imperial College Priest. His talent was mediocre. Although students were all over the court and the country were full of glory in the eyes of outsiders, he himself seemed to be no achievement.

Because among his students, no one can be called unparalleled in the world, and no one can be famous all over the world.

The reason why he, who is over 300 years old, is to teach a top sage who is comparable to the sword god of Xiliang and the sword armor of Haoguo.

Finally, Wei Yuan appeared. Although he had never met him, he valued this young man very much. He had verified all the rumors one by one. In the end, he realized that Wei Yuan's talent might be even more amazing than the rumors. In this world, except for Wei Yuan himself, he probably knew Wei Yuan the best.

In the eyes of the powerful ministers, Wei Yuan was a beautiful jade that fell from the sky. Even if he had not yet been carved, he had a contour. He knew that his limit was approaching and he did not have so much time to wait for a genius as glorious as Wei Yuan. Therefore, he had to devote all his energy to Wei Yuan's future.

Even if the other party does not know that the efforts he has made have nothing to do. What he wants is not to be famous throughout the ages, but to prove to himself that mediocre talent may not be able to cultivate the son of the giant ridge who has a strong aura.

Thinking of this, the powerful minister suddenly opened his eyes, and the pupils that should be full of dusk emitted a surprising and arrogant look, "Okay, a gamble, if it works, I will leave calmly. If it doesn't work, it will be a regrettable ending at most!"

At the same time, in Wei Yuan's other courtyard, although he had meditated for a night, his spiritual energy still failed to fully recover. This time the consumption was much more serious than when he was last used to remove poison from Qin Luoyi. The sea of ​​energy was dry and his soul was swaying. Fortunately, Wei Yuan, if it were someone else, he would have fallen into a state and would not be able to recover.

The moment the light shone through the window, Wei Yuan slowly opened his eyes, exhaled a breath of turbid air, and murmured to himself, "After this battle, I have brought my spiritual energy to completely recover. It is time to break through the eighth level of the realm."
Chapter completed!