Chapter 137 Funeral
If you look from the highest point of Tiangang Academy, the roof of Tianshu Building.
"Can you confirm it now?"
Ji Chenghu's eyes were quite deep, like the deep sea of 10,000 meters, which made people puzzled. He stood in the sky with his feet on the void, quietly looking at the figure below that looked like a black ant.
"It should be... probably... there is a probability of 70 to 80 percent to be sure." At this time, Duan Wuya's face was cramped and he became a little restrained, because the information he got yesterday was too shocking.
Shen Bailian is a holy body? !
When Duan Wuya knew the news, his first reaction was to confirm the date to see if it was April Fool's Day, and his second reaction was that the teacher below was confused because of his nap.
But when he got the confirmation from the more than 100 martial arts students, he was stunned.
More than 100 martial arts students are still the best among the millions of martial arts students in Daxia. Under normal circumstances, they all have their own pride. It is impossible for so many people to tell such a big lie in unison.
Duan Wuya still has confidence in the current education system of Daxia.
"If you want to take the test, you probably have to apply for permission to go to the capital for testing, and you have to wait for most of the time." Duan Wuya hesitated for a long time before slowly speaking.
According to Daxia's current technology, there are only two ways to determine the holy body.
The first is the vision of the holy body itself, but not all visions of the holy body can be clearly manifested.
This is the difference between dominant genes and recessive genes. The holy body is also divided into dominant holy body and recessive holy body.
The typical representative of the dominant holy body is Yuwen Changkong, who is in the same class as Shen Bailian. The holy body he possesses, Jiuxiao Shenlei, will initially show its power after entering the Transcendent Realm.
At that time, when Yuwen Changkong fights, there will be high-voltage currents around him. When fighting on rainy days, his strength can be doubled.
Hidden holy body, this is no way, generally speaking, even in the Transcendent Realm it is difficult to show it, only in the Sea-breaking Realm and the Moon-holding Realm, it may be shown.
The second method is a common ability of a holy body, which is different from the combat body that needs to be perfected to distinguish the divine favor.
As long as it is a holy body, whether it is explicit or implicit, it can roughly distinguish which one is the real divine favor among the fake bodies of the divine favor sacrifice.
Duan Wuya said that going to the capital is the second way to distinguish the holy body, because only in the capital, where the star power is the most concentrated, can the living divine favor sacrifice be better suppressed.
From the great disaster in 1999 to the present, 345 years have passed. After years of development, Daxia has gone from the original defensive defense to a certain degree of fighting back.
For some divine favor sacrifices that are weaker in the territory, the strong men of Daxia, with the Zhoutian Xingdou formation, have been able to initially control them.
This is also the reason why the divine favor sacrifice before was thinking about escaping instead of staying and fighting back.
However, if you want to use this method, you need to queue up, because there are quite a few people who suspect that they are hidden saints every year, and the gods are not so cooperative.
"What about you?" Ji Chenghu retracted his gaze, turned to look at Duan Wuya, and said in a deep voice: "Shen Bailian is your student, I want to hear your opinion."
"Improve the treatment." Duan Wuya was a little excited and said excitedly:
"This is a rare opportunity for our Tiangang Academy in decades. For so many years, it has been suppressed by the major martial arts halls. Principal, you should know what the consequences should be if you go to the capital for testing. If it is really a saint, right?"
"Besides, even if the bet is wrong, with the strength and potential shown by Shen Bailian now, it is not much weaker than the so-called saint. It is always right to improve the treatment."
"Yeah." Ji Chenghu heard Duan Wuya's answer, nodded approvingly, and a gratified smile appeared on his face. He continued:
"So I have the same idea as you, but I have to ask the principal for details."
In Daxia, there is an unwritten and overbearing rule, that is, the saints in Daxia must report to the martial arts hall.
If Shen Bailian goes to the capital and really detects the Holy Body, everyone except the Ascension Martial Hall will definitely jump out to snatch him.
"Since you have no objection, let's confirm it first."
"Okay, then you have to apply for more cultivation resources, otherwise if outsiders know about it, they will think that we are treating the Holy Body unfairly, hehe." Duan Wuya said with a chuckle.
"Got it." Ji Chenghu looked at the smart bracelet, his expression suddenly became heavy, and he said in a low voice: "Go back and change clothes, it's time to attend the funeral of those children."
"Okay."
...
"Big Brother is here."
"Hello, Big Brother."
"..."
Walking on the road, there are a lot of freshmen in the martial arts department wearing dark clothes, and boys basically wear dark jackets with trousers.
Most girls choose dark dresses, or long skirts with tops, etc. No one chooses to make up. Of course, with the realm of these girls, ordinary cosmetics have lost their meaning.
These freshmen in the martial arts department all wear a bunch of white flowers on their left chests.
This is a tradition of Tiangang Academy. Every year, during the second round of wilderness trials for freshmen, some warriors will die. This is something that is inevitable.
This year is particularly special. 20 martial arts students died at once, 13 of whom died after the opening of the Shenxu.
The ashes and relics of the deceased will be sent back to their homes by special planes, and Tiangang Academy will also make certain compensation measures.
A special funeral will also be held inside the school, a cenotaph.
Each freshman can choose whether to participate or not, and this will not be included in any assessment. It is just a tradition.
With the courtesy of each martial arts student, Shen Bailian, Wang Yuxuan, Li Feiyu... and other Sun-level Dragon Gate martial arts students, who are also the best among all freshmen, once walked to the front of the team.
And Shen Bailian even walked to the first place in the team.
In this regard, Shen Bailian did not give in.
He is not yet 18 years old this year, but he has conquered everyone with his strength and personal charm. He is also one of the more than 3,000 martial arts students in Daxia who stands at the top.
Although it is still the time of rising sun, under the emotional resonance of thousands of martial arts students, the surroundings seem to become low.
All the passing sophomores and juniors of the martial arts department were joking and jogging...
But when they saw the clothes of these freshmen, they immediately put away their smiles and silently made way.
Although this tradition of Tiangang Academy is not mandatory for every freshman, basically no one will be absent.
Because the road of a warrior is like this, you don't know when you will die.
The trial venues for freshmen are all in specially created buffer war zones. The sky is full of sky eye monitoring and security systems, and the mortality rate has been greatly reduced.
On the real battlefield, death may be the next one to fall on anyone present, including Shen Bailian.
More than 3,000 martial arts students walked to the east gate of Tiangang University in an orderly and unimpeded manner and went to the cemetery of Tiangang University.
In the cemetery, there are already many flowers, and there are many wreaths around.
Because of the confidentiality requirements of Tiangang Academy, the parents of those deceased martial arts students have no way to come here.
The elders who came to the funeral were the deans of the six major combat branches of Tiangang Academy, as well as the vice president Ji Chenghu.
"Qingqing, how is the declaration of 0527 (Zhou Xiaowei)'s merit and the compensation measures going?" Ji Chenghu looked at the cenotaphs and clenched his fists, his mood becoming more and more depressed.
If there had not been this Shenxu event, so many martial arts students would not have died, and an innocent father would not have been sacrificed.
"The compensation measures have been almost completed. It is temporarily set at 5 million Daxia coins, and... and when Zhou Xiaowei's son takes the college entrance examination, the admission line will be lowered by 5~10 points, only once."
"As for the military, it is still in the review stage. It will take about three days to issue the results, but at least a third-level combat hero fearless medal can be given, and there is a chance to get a second-level combat hero fearless medal."
"With Zhou Xiaowei's contribution to our school, it is not too much to strive for a 'second-level combat hero fearless medal' for him. I even feel that it is a bit too little." Ji Chenghu lowered his head and pondered. After a moment, he had an idea and continued:
"How about this, in my personal name, the compensation will be increased by one million and a precious medicine that can be used at any time, suitable for the apprentice stage of warriors."
Huang Qingqing was stunned when she heard this, and was a little surprised, because a precious medicine suitable for the apprentice stage of warriors is worth more than three million.
"What? Do you have any other questions?"
"No problem." Huang Qingqing answered immediately after hearing this.
Anyway, the two rewards behind were issued in Ji Chenghu's personal name, and if they were not issued through the school account, there would not be much impact.
"The students are here."
"Okay, let's start preparing for the funeral."
...
Because this was a funeral held by the school, the relatives of the martial arts students were not there, so the process was simple and fast.
After Ji Chenghu, the deans of various colleges and other elders finished speaking, it was time for collective silence, which lasted only one minute.
Finally, it was the process of friends speaking. Those who could speak were basically the friends of the deceased martial arts students.
During the whole process, except for the faint sobbing, the surroundings were extremely quiet, so quiet that you could hear a pin drop.
Strictly speaking, martial arts students who go to school outside are basically not alone, they have friends from the same city or classmates of the same grade.
There is only one exception, that is Shen Bailian.
He took the martial arts college entrance examination in advance, while another Tianjiao Li Hongling from Bozhou City went to Shanhai Academy. Unless he participated in the league, there was basically no possibility of seeing him again.
Therefore, Shen Bailian could not empathize with the people around him.
In just over half an hour, the entire funeral process was over, and it was time for everyone to go back and return to their cultivation life.
"It's time to go."
Shen Bailian slowly exhaled a breath of turbid air and wanted to go back with everyone.
The dead are gone, but the living must continue to work hard.
Only by becoming stronger can you improve your ability to survive on the battlefield and increase your survival rate.
Not being afraid of death does not mean you want to die.
"Xiao Shen, stay for a while." Suddenly, a familiar voice sounded in Shen Bailian's ears. It was Duan Wuya.
But strangely, the people around him seemed to have not heard any sound and continued to walk forward.
The sound became a line!
"Big Brother, aren't you going back?" Feng Yanqiu looked at Shen Bailian who was paused, frowned slightly, and asked with some doubt.
"I have something to do. You should go back first." Shen Bailian did not say that it was Duan Wuya who called him, but responded with a vague sentence.
"Or"
"Hey, let's go." Feng Yanqiu was about to say something, but was directly pulled away by Wang Yuxuan next to her, and added: "Big Brother, we will go back first."