Lin Hao was devastated when he woke up.
As the Haotian God who rules all realms, his memory still lingers on the moment when he was besieged by the three great immortals and detonated his soul.
As a result, when I opened my eyes, I found myself lying in the last row of the university classroom. On the podium, the old professor was meditating on a meditation class that was comparable to a hypnotic spell.
His body was weak, his spiritual energy was thin, and he only had twenty yuan left in his pocket.
Until he saw the textbook "Five-Year College Entrance Examination and Three-Year Simulation Cultivation Edition" handed over by his roommate, and the title "National Launches Spiritual Root Census Project" in the news.
Lin Hao was silent.
So... I am going to take the Cultivation College Entrance Examination again? !
