Chapter 8: Damn, summon Zhao Yun ()

Some students went up one after another, but all ended in failure. Seeing this situation, Leng Zhuo felt relieved for no reason. Almost half of the students tried to communicate with the spirit in one morning. Of course, not everyone completed the spiritual array. Some even recited the wrong spell, or just completed the spell and then removed it from the spiritual state, but fortunately nothing unexpected happened.

The morning passed like this. At noon, the students had lunch and surrounded the spiritual array early. Some students recited mantras there, for fear that like some students in the morning, they did not even open the spiritual array successfully. This was just a joke, but it was obvious that all the students were very nervous.

At one o'clock in the afternoon, the beautiful snake started to call again, but the first place in the afternoon was the Dongfang family's little ghost, Dongfang Shenglong. This little guy was tricked by Leng Zhuo several times this month, and now he saw Leng Zhuo around.

Dongfang Shenglong stepped onto the magic circle and began to proficiently recite spells. He did not look like a novice at all. Obviously, this kind of spiritual ritual was not the first time Dongfang Shenglong experienced this kind of spiritual ritual. Think about it, as one of the four major families of the Tianlong Empire, the Dongfang family is the best in the empire in terms of power and wealth. If Dongfang Shenglong wants to try the spiritual ritual formation, it is naturally easy.

Soon, the light column connecting the other world soared into the sky again. The students around were all quiet. Looking at it quietly, someone suddenly blocked their mouths, as if they were trying their best to control their emotions, but the other hand pointed to the top of the light column. It was a soul beast like an illusory cloud. The soul beast was swimming back and forth in the light column, as if smelling the smell of spiritual energy and constantly swam towards Dongfang Shenglong.

"Shenglong, prepare for the soul contract, hurry up!" When the soul beast approached Dongfang Shenglong, the beautiful snake Anya finally let out a soft voice. Unexpectedly, the first day of practice in Class 3 started a good start. This was rare in previous years. Usually, it was the second time, or even the third time, and there would be the first successful person.

Dongfang Shenglong opened his eyes, and the joy that could not be concealed in his eyes. He quickly chanted the soul's contract in his mouth. Finally, he stretched out his finger and pointed at the soul's body. Suddenly, a soul seal was burned on the soul body. The energy on the soul seal burst out, quickly covering the soul beast, allowing it to struggle continuously, and finally turned into an egg and flew into Dongfang Shenglong's body.

"It's done, I'm done, teacher, I'm done psychic!" Dongfang Shenglong shouted excitedly. Although he was very favored in the Dongfang family, he did not complete the psychic level. Everything was fake. Only by completing this step can he have a certain right to inherit. I believe his mother would be very happy.

"Well, come down quickly, next one, Zheng Tong!" Although the beautiful snake was very happy, it quickly returned to its calmness. After all, the psychic ritual was just the first level of a long road. Dongfang Shenglong walked down the magic circle and looked at Leng Zhuo proudly. Lao Gao was erect and there was no need to say anything. Leng Zhuo also knew that he was despising himself.

Time passed by, except for Dongfang Shenglong, no one of the students who went up later completed the psychic communication. The next one was a girl, and a very cute loli in the class. Wen Yiren, although she was only twelve years old, she was already a beautiful woman.

Wen Yiren walked into the center of the magic circle, and several young sisters cheered him up. Wen Yiren took a deep breath and began to recite spells. Wen Yiren is usually elegant and elegant, and his voice is as nice as a lark. He murmured in a low voice, which is like singing.

It was a two soul spirit. Thirty seconds after the spiritual light column rose, a soul spirit body appeared, but the first soul spirit body had just swam halfway, and another soul spirit appeared at the top. The two soul spirits. Not only the beautiful snake opened its eyes wide, but even the teachers around who were responsible for protecting the magic circles and the safety of the students were all surprised, and then they were ecstatic.

In the psychic ritual, summoning soul bodies does not mean that one can only be summoned at one time, but the probability of summoning two or more is very small. In the records of the Holy Heaven Academy, the psychic ritual of the two soul bodies has occurred 137 times, and the rarer summoning of the three soul bodies has also occurred twice. The number of soul bodies has increased, which also means that the speed of cultivation is doubled by others. Although the growth rate of the soul body has slowed down, once it grows, it is all the best.

The beautiful snake didn't expect that there would be surprises one after another today. Someone successfully communicated with the spirit on the first day. Not to mention that, a double soul body appeared. The success of these two people made the smile on the beautiful snake's face never stop. After that, the students came on stage one after another, and finally no one had the same luck as the two people to successfully communicate with the spirit.

"The last one, Leng Zhuo!" The beautiful snake finally frowned slightly and read a name that she had read many times. However, she had little hope for Leng Zhuo's success in psychic success. However, because of the previous surprise, the beautiful snake's face was a little more delicate than usual.

No one was optimistic about Leng Zhuo's psychic ritual, and even some sneering hums could be heard below. Leng Zhuo also came to the magic circle with a little nervousness. Buddha, God, God, no matter what the gods and Buddhas in the east and the west, please bless me.

The extremely familiar spell was recited from his mouth, and the spiritual pillar gradually lit up, and his mind seemed to quickly pass through the layers of confusion with the magic circle. Finally, when the fog dissipated, Leng Zhuo found that he actually appeared on a huge battlefield.

Well, this seems to be different from the introduction of the beautiful snake. The other end of the spiritual magic circle should appear with a huge wind spirit tree. Soul beasts like catkins are floating all over the sky, but what appears in front of you is clearly a huge cold weapon battlefield.

Below, the neatly arranged military formations were so quiet that it made people breathless. Looking at the thousands of troops, the 18th princes were listed above the hounding flags, including Yuan, Cao, Gongsun, Sun, Han, Kong, Liu, Wang, Kong, and Tao. Under the battle flag, rows of war generals wearing golden and silver armor were arranged in a row. This was the scene of the eighteenth princes of the Three Kingdoms attacking Dong.

Why did he run into the Three Kingdoms? Leng Zhuo was wondering, but he saw a silver horse general suddenly appearing in the formation and jumped out. In the blink of an eye, he had already come to the formation and shouted out loud: "I am Zhao Zilong, Changshan, take me a shot!" The silver spear in his hand turned into a long rainbow. The enemy general actually fell off the horse. The front hooves of the war horse flew up, and the man stood up. The war general pointed a spear out of the sky. The spirit of being invisible in the world made people shake their whole body. This person was no one else, but Zhao Zilong, Changshan.

However, Leng Zhuo had not yet replied from surprise, but saw the very familiar book in the air slowly unfolding. Leng Zhuo could see that there were clearly five large golden-patterned characters on the book, the picture of the hundred generals. Just as Leng Zhuo was surprised, a white light floated up on it and suddenly covered Zhao Yun. Zhao Yun quickly took off in the white light. On the first page of the picture of the hundred generals, a scroll of Zhao Yun appeared vividly on the page, the page flashed and closed again.

Leng Zhuo's consciousness quickly withdrew from the huge battlefield, but what was surprising was that there was a neighing sound in his ears, and the surroundings became obviously noisy. Leng Zhuo opened his eyes and sat on the ground on the spot.

As the white light dissipated, a warrior riding a white horse, wearing a silver armor and a white cloak, holding a bright silver spear appeared in front of him. His eyes swept around again. The beautiful snake clearly widened his eyes, and the other students were stunned. Damn, things were going on, but the matter was so big, I didn't expect that Tongling actually summoned Zhao Yun, and this surprise was a bit too surprising.

Before the psychic light completely disappeared, Leng Zhuo did not notice that at that moment, a golden light penetrated into the map of the hundred generals in his chest. A mark flashed a few times before disappearing in his brain.

"Master!" What happened next made Leng Zhuo speechless. Zhao Yun actually turned over, knelt on one knee, patted his chest, and shouted at Leng Zhuo, "God, you can still play with perverts."

Leng Zhuo was stunned for three seconds and then rolled up. Although he didn't know what happened, it was not advisable to stay here for a long time. It would be a good idea to retreat first: "Hurry up, get on the horse and leave here!"

Zhao Yun was stunned for a moment, but he still dragged Leng Zhuo onto the war horse as he said, and then flew onto the war horse. As soon as he pulled the reins of the horse, the white horse under his crotch neighed, rushed through the spiritual formation and flew out of the passage. Oh my god, who can explain the current situation to me?

Amid the exclamation of horses, Leng Zhuo returned to his nest. Leng Zhuo jumped off the war horse like a scattered body, and the picture of the hundred generals in his arms also fell in the whereabouts. Leng Zhuo looked at the picture of the hundred generals in a daze, and saw that there was a white horse and silver spear on the first page, and there was a string of small characters below, Zhao Yun, Zhao Zilong, a native of Changshan, a famous general of Shu Han in the Three Kingdoms.

Holding the picture of the Hundred Generals and looking at Zhao Yun who was turning over and dismounting, he was clearly carved out of the same mold as the characters on the picture of the Hundred Generals. Leng Zhuo thought about it and probably, on the battlefield before, he clearly saw the three big characters of the Hundred Generals and the picture of the Hundred Generals appear. The picture of the Hundred Generals is indeed not an ordinary person, but he had a headache in a flash. It is estimated that the matter just now will spread soon. Summoning a living person at the psychic ritual may not necessarily cause any sensation.

"Lord, this is where the lord temporarily lives!"

Leng Zhuo looked at Zhao Yun, but unexpectedly summoned Zhao Yun to come out, and Zhao Yun called him lord, haha, could this be the legendary protagonist's invincible halo? Although no soul beast was summoned, with Zhao Yun on his side, who dared to act wildly with me and beat him up?
Chapter completed!