Start From Cultivation University

"Start from Xiuxian University(

At this time, the Ancheng Stadium was full of voices.

The yin and yang flag and the national flag of China were whizzing in the wind. No seats in the stadium were empty, and the surrounding stands were crowded. The breathing of tens of thousands of spectators made the space in the stadium hot.

At the moment when the broadcast was broadcast, there was earth-shattering applause from the audience, and thousands of spectators clapped their hands and screamed loudly. Even though the arena was still empty at this time, they still shouted as if to tear their throats.

Since tickets for the Fairy Games are on sale nationwide, many of them are not locals in Ancheng or even from Shaanxi Province. But what they have in common is that most of them are very rich and very lucky.

In order to watch the unprecedented Fairy Games on the spot, they did not know how much time wasted to grab the tickets, and they spent sky-high prices to book airplanes and hotels, just to participate in this extraordinary few hours.

At the moment of sitting in the seat, the expression on everyone's face is like a pilgrimage.

"Hey, brother, are you from Qingcheng? It's not easy to buy air tickets, right?"

"Don't mention it! In the two days of the Fairy Games, the flight ticket to Fei'an City has been doubled three or four times! Thanks to the buddies who have someone in the ministry to grab the ticket... but it's worth a look!"

"That's not right! I heard that all the official students of Kunlun University in this competition... a hundred people! It is said that nearly half of them are the true immortals of the first session, capable of building a foundation!"

"Building a foundation?! Isn't it? I also gave a class of cultivating immortals. After a year, few people have come to refining qi. Not that there are only a hundred middle-level qi refining registered in the central department. Dozens of foundations will be built directly?"

"Didn’t your publicity say? Why do you think the university has attracted such a high degree of attention? The highest individual strength in a single round, this school is even above the official... This competition will select the strongest among them, this It is equal to No. 1 in the country!"

"Fuck, then this game will kill people, right? Let's spend a lot of money to watch these immortal cultivators fight... This is to die with the gentleman!"

"Follow him, those true cultivators, I usually see one of them on TV, and now I can watch a hundred live... even if I lay down my life to accompany the gentleman, I will accompany him!"

"Hey, do you know what those players are called..."

"..."

Most of the audience are not acquainted with each other, but only when they enter this scene, a subtle sense of identity connects everyone.

Many people are excitedly communicating with each other. Most of the discussions are about the rumors of Kunlun University and the immortal cultivators. This kind of topic comes with a closer distance, and familiarity seems to be wearing a pair of pants since childhood.

And they entered the venue with thousands of camera shots from hundreds of media across the country.

As the audience entered the stadium, high-precision equipment was aimed at the empty stadium. Three hundred and sixty degrees without blind spots recorded every detail in the stadium. At the same time, the drone traversed the entire Ancheng and broadcast it to the TV station in real time. .

Across the country, most cost-effective private theaters are almost fully booked today. In countless homes, the TV sets used as decorations on weekdays are all reopened, and audiences all over the country are waiting in front of the TV to watch the same picture.

-While the audience screamed, countless similar scenes were also staged in front of thousands of screens across the country.

In the private theater, the projector behind it hits the live broadcast on the wall in front of you. In the light and shadow, young people with Yin and Yang icons on their arms and Taoist hairbands on their heads stood up directly from the seats, nervously. Patting the back of the chair, shouting loudly.

"The Fairy Games has begun!"

In the family living room, a family of four generations from eighty old women to three-year-old children gathered on the sofa. The jade cauldron behind the wall was filled with smoking incense, and fruit plates and snacks were piled in front of them. With the appearance of the TV screen, the child waved the triangular flag that is the symbol of yin and yang, and the adult clapped vigorously, seeming to still resonate with the people on the screen.

"The Fairy Games has begun!"

In this day of China, such images are everywhere. If the signal of every TV is turned into a little star, then from the sky above, today's China is a noisy Milky Way!

Everyone is shouting the same line: Fairy Games, it's started!

However, the pre-opening frenzy has finally faded. After clapping and clapping until the palms were red, the people inside and outside the screen finally put down their hands, turned their eyes wide and craned their necks, and looked towards the silent court.

"Has no one entered yet?"

Seeing that the hour hand had reached the scheduled eight o'clock in the morning, the gate of the stadium had been closed, but apart from the spectators in the stands, half of the people entering the stadium were not visible.

"What? What about a good cultivator?"

"Since it is the opening ceremony, don't you first come with a few spells to add to the fun?"

"When will the Kunlun University student come out?"

"Will there be a fairy show?"

The screams of the audience in the venue began to fade, and they were replaced by private whispers, chewing their doubts between the seats like a colony of ants chewing on leaves.

Unlike the general opening ceremony, the show list of the Fairy Games is completely confidential, so the audience has no idea what is going to happen. Just listen to the noise in the stands rising and falling like waves, but at a certain moment, all the noise was submerged in the air.

At the same time, just in front of a certain TV set, the child waving the yin and yang flag suddenly stopped, his fleshy fingers pointed at the screen, and the milk cried out.

"The fairy is coming!"

Accompanied by this crisp childish voice, the scene in the TV broadcast suddenly became blurred-changing to the field perspective, the strange fog suddenly lifted up from the field, and then spread from the stadium around without warning.

Sure enough, it was like an immortal's arrival: the sun was shining brightly, but the fog was so thick that it obscured the entire field of vision. It gushes from the stadium like a fountain, and flows through the entrance and exit of the stadium to the entire northern suburbs of Ancheng.

The blur in the stadium lens quickly dissipated, but the surrounding area of ​​the stadium was gradually submerged. From the drone's point of view, the entire fog instantly formed a peculiar ring—the area inside the venue was hollow, while the clouds around the stadium were instantly evaporating.

Seen from the sky, the northern suburbs area is like an instant replacement of the world, the modern reinforced concrete turns into a sea of ​​surging auras, and the dome-shaped stadium is an island in the sea of ​​clouds.

"This...this is..."

The audience on and off the screen rubbed their eyes. All this is just like the smoke effect on the stage, only this time, the stage is a full acres in size, the entire northern suburbs of Ancheng.

"What's this?!"

I don't know how many people exclaimed inside and outside the screen. And if any Kunlun University student, especially the second-year student, is here, he will recognize it at a glance—this is the "small props" exclusive to the school that Wei Ze used at the opening ceremony.

【Seventy-two Transformations·Zhaoyun】