The South Campus has a history of nearly a hundred years. Although it is a famous school, it is often renovated, and it does not seem old. After entering the quaint style school gate, you will see a long forest path with lush camphor trees on both sides. There are artificial lakes in the distance, and there are pavilions for viewing the lake. Several rockery in the center of the lake are also well arranged. Looking at it in the quiet summer, there will be a leisurely atmosphere for anglers.

The teaching building seen through the branches and leaves is also quite modern.

In any university, Baichuan University's southern campus is enough to rank among the top.

This is just the South Campus, and the North Campus, which is a practitioner, is even more luxurious.

So at this moment, Jing Jian felt incredible when he saw such a place as a grievance and a haunted teaching building in the North Campus.

He remembered what Akas said, and maybe he would soon hear the campus legend of Baichuan University.

Intuition tells Jing Jian that this place is related to that legend.

The girl in black feeds the black cat and does not notice that Jing Jian is watching him in the distance.

She never thought that someone would not be afraid of herself.

Jing Jian looked at the description of "Son of Disaster" and probably knew what was going on.

The dilapidated and gloomy breath in his eyes are not an abstract concept, and even Jing Jian can see the concrete shadows of fangs and claws.

The shadow is centered on the girl in black, covering the dilapidated teaching building.

It looks like...it's like some living thing.

It seems that if you are stained with those black shadows, it will bring bad luck.

This is a peerless and violent fate.

This kind of host appears in many stories and is known as the ominous, broom star, disaster star, the person cursed by the gods, etc.

Thinking of this, Jing Jian planned to enter the restricted area.

But as Jing Jian approached the penalty area, the crows suddenly flapped their wings and flew away. The crows' whine and spread their wings also shocked the black cat, which was eating dried fish below, and instantly fled into the grass with its back.

The girl in black seemed to sense something at this time, and in an instant she saw Jing Jian in the distance.

This girl who scared Quanbaichuan University did not have the devil-like deterrence in her eyes, but closed the window in panic.

At the same time, the shadows that only Jing Jian could see seemed to be suppressed by a certain consciousness, and the range of the shadows became smaller.

It looked like this girl in black was afraid of seeing people and was afraid that the curse on her body would affect Jing Jian.

"Student! What are you doing! Don't be dying! You dare to go to that place too! Don't you want to live anymore!"

Jing Jian only heard the sound at first, but the next second, he saw a figure who was extremely fast and directly grabbed Jing Jian's pulse.

This person's Mediterranean hairstyle is about forty years old, and his body is less than 1.6 meters short and hunched. If he smiles, he will be a little vulgar, but his expression is a righteous face.

Jing Jian was slightly surprised at the speed of the middle-aged man.

Without untiing the seal, he believed that he could not deal with people of such speed.

The pulse of the hand was held, and Jing Jian could not break free.

“Huh?”

As the teacher who is closest to Jiuwuzun at Baichuan University, Wang Wuxing exclaimed in surprise.

He could feel the surprise of Jing Jian's bones with just a gentle touch, and he was a genius of Taoism.

I'm afraid that such a genius can be compared with Baichuan University and can count it with one hand. I'm afraid that even the Wudaokou Cultivation Academy in Yanjing would be difficult to have such a talented person.

But it’s strange that this young man’s realm...has just entered the disaster.

"Have you learned the technique of hidden realms?"

Wang Wuxing originally wanted to scold Jing Jian to stay away from the forbidden area on campus, but now he felt aroused his love and became very interested in Jing Jian.

Jing Jian pointed to the pulse gate that was pinched by Wang Wujie.

Wang Wuxing let go and held Jing Jian's hand, saying:

"Cultivation also requires talent. When you open your energy and practice, you should be unobstructed before entering the Tibetan Sea Realm. Not to mention that you should be at the level of the Condensing Sea Realm at your age, but at least you should have passed nine kalpas. I look at your realm, but you are the first to enter the calamity. Have you practiced before?"

Jing Jian thought about it, how should this question be answered?

No? It seems that there are, but there has never been one in this world.

He shook his head and said:

"I have never practiced."

"Absurd! Absurd!"

Wang Wujie didn't think there was any way to hide the realm. He thought of a possibility from the beginning. Could this extremely talented seedling has never practiced before?

But whose parents would ruin their children like this?

"Who are your parents?" Wang Wuxing asked.

Jing Jian doesn’t want to get back to this question. He can’t always mention the word orphan every time he sees anyone, right?

However, fate did not let Jing Jian go. Seeing Jing Jian remained silent, Wang Wuxing said:

"Can you be an orphan?"

“…”

As the owner of the poisonous tongue attribute, Jing Jian retaliated. But seeing that Wang Wujie looked serious and his concern for him was not fake, Jing Jian did not have any attacks, so he just nodded and said:

"I am a freshman, I just transferred to school today and I don't know anything about practice."

"You are the student brought by Akas? He has outstanding qualifications, but he is more than ten years behind others. It's a pity."

"He's very famous?"

"Hmph, this person is one of the Nine Martial Masters, so he is naturally quite famous."

"Is the Nine Martial Master you mentioned powerful?"

"The Nine Martial Masters are the nine strongest people under the Three Kings, so they are naturally powerful."

Jing Jian’s common sense is loaded very randomly, at least in terms of practice, there are very few things.

So he didn't know that his squinting butler with silver hair had terrifying cultivation and strength.

Of course, I don’t know who the three kings of the Heavenly King, the Human King, the Evil King, are.

Wang Wujie said again:

"This is the first time I have seen an example like you. You are very talented, but you don't have any foundation in practice, like a castle in the sky. Nowadays, strange beasts appear frequently around the city. As practitioners, we have a heavy responsibility. If you want to survive in the future battle to cut down beasts, you need to work harder than ordinary people."

Wang Wuxing sighed and shook his head.

In his opinion, if Jing Jian could practice martial arts for more than ten years, perhaps in a few months, this young man could make up for Yan Zizai's vacancy and become the trump card player of Baichuan University.

"Since you are a freshman, you have also sent it from Akasi. If you are confused about the practice in the future, come to me at any time. My name is Wang Wujie, and the person in the school is Lao Wang. I hope you can come first and come from behind."

Jing Jian still keenly captured the word "Trial" and "Jing Jian" in the past hundreds of years, he was imprisoned in another world and challenged by countless people, and everyone just wanted to kill him.

So Jing Jian would not mock people for those who truly care about themselves and hope for their own good things. He stretched out his hand.

Wang Wuxing originally thought that Jing Jian wanted to shake hands with him to express gratitude, but Jing Jian's hand slowly raised it and then touched Wang Wuxing's head.

"I also hope you can work hard to grow your hair and repair your Mediterranean."

Jing Jian thought that the other party cared about him and he also wanted to go back, so he said this.

Wang Wuxing's face twitched immediately.

Jing Jian didn't care and said:

"Why can't you enter this place?"

Wang Wuxing looked around. Fortunately, it was close to the forbidden area. There were not many students in the North Campus, so there were no one coming and going.

It’s not that he couldn’t dodge, but he was confused by Jing Jian’s actions.

A young man touched the head and killed a middle-aged man in his forties? Or was the expression of an elder to his younger generation? He was so curious, but fortunately no one saw it.

But how could Wang Wujie know that Jing Jian’s real age, let alone being his elders, and his ancestors all descended upon their own generations.

Wang Wuxing coughed, and his expression became a little solemn:

"This was originally impossible to tell you, but it has already spread outside the school. There is a mourning god and a broom star living in our school, especially recently, there have been frequent deaths of practitioners, and every dead person...the palm lines will be missing on his palms."

"Missing palm lines? Does this mean anything?"

"I don't know how it is done, but it is certain that once the practitioners cursed by the Black Witch die, they will disappear their palm lines. Many practitioners in the six-tribulation and seven-tribulation realm cannot resist the strange curse of the Black Witch. You are a chick who has just been peeking into the catastrophe, don't ruin your life because of curiosity!"

Wang Wujie's expression was quite serious.

Jing Jian listened to the three words "Black Witch" and was sure that he was the girl in black she saw.

"Since that's the case, why should the school keep her? There is also a separate teaching building?"

Wang Wujie cherishes talents, so he naturally values ​​the talents sent by Akasi, so he answered the questions:

"Although she is an ominous person, she has made a lot of contributions to the world."

Wang Wuxing sighed deeply, recalling what happened a few years ago, he said:

"She has made many contributions and has participated in many super dangerous A-level tasks that ordinary people dare not go to. Her contributions are so great that... the old principal and many teachers with high moral character insist on letting this student get the right that a normal practitioner should have, in line with pressure and public opinion."
To be continued...