In the land of ice and snow, the Sword God Academy is upstairs;

The two old men with white beards sat opposite each other, tasting the superb cloud tea that the students picked back from the Izumo Valley, and enjoying the unique scenery of the Sword God Academy.

The campus exudes a romantic and first-class temperament, with a high entrance hall and a magnificent gate, which is prohibitive, and the round arched windows and the stone masonry at the corners show grace and luxury.

The spire-shaped sloping roof, plastered wooden frame and column decoration are suitable for both classical and cheerful.

The natural building materials and the vines clinging to them are timeless and stylish.

The white stucco walls combined with light red roof tiles, continuous arches and cloisters make people feel refreshed and fresh without conventionality.

Each classroom is a square shape, simple and symmetrical, highlighting the calmness, and the spatial division and location layout all reflect the rigor of the dwarven architect.

The living room and bedroom are equipped with low windows and hexagonal bay windows, and the dining room is connected to the north and south, and the indoor and outdoor scenes are blended.

It inherits the essence of Mangyuan traditional architecture, and maintains the unique artistic style of traditional architecture that integrates antiquity, simplicity and magnificence.

Taking nature as a refuge, subtle and beautiful, mysterious and elegant.

Its simple and elegant façade, humane inner courtyard structure, and harmonious nature of the garden water system are being loved by more and more people who are pursuing the return of traditional values.

Sitting in the southwest and facing the northeast, it can be said that it is "sitting on Jinluan, Napanlong, town pagoda, cornucopia", it is a piece of paradise of "backing the mountain and being hard, the prospect is broad, the position is prominent, the wealth is widely accepted, and the health is always safe", from the perspective of natural geography, it can be regarded as a rare treasure land.

The dense bamboo forest is lined up in two rows along the path, and the verdant bamboo leaves gradually close at the top, forming a round arched "roof", which is cut off from the strong sunlight and the scorching heat of late summer.

"Senior brother, I have been practicing in the Fengshen Mausoleum, and I have never asked about the outside world, and when I went out today, I learned that the Sword God Academy, this time facing the Mangyuan Continent, recruited new students on such a large scale, I don't know why?"

The old man who spoke, with a thin face, a mustache, and unkempt gray hair, dark skin, and a pair of tan eyes sunken in the sockets, but from time to time burst out with fine light, although he was dressed extremely plainly, no one dared to underestimate him.

The old man, who was called Senior Brother, took a sip of tea from his teacup, and then said:

"Senior brother, you have been cultivating outside all the year round, and you have never understood the current situation, although our Sword God Academy is not affiliated with any country, but in the face of the upcoming war of gods and demons, with the current strength of our Sword God Academy, can we really have the power to protect ourselves?

With the consent of the Council of Elders, our Sword God Academy needs to unite the forces of various countries to ensure that our Sword Academy can survive the upcoming war of gods and demons.

And these students will serve as a link to live and study in our Sword God Academy. ”

The old man, who was called Senior Brother, had gray hair, but there were no wrinkles on his forehead, and his gentle eyes always flashed with kindness.

He has a short figure, a chubby face, a shiny black brown forehead, two curved eyebrows, a pair of slender eyes, and a face like a Maitreya Buddha.

"Oh, I see, do you have any disciples who are optimistic about this new student from all over the world? You and I are at such an age, and it is time to find a disciple to pass on to you.

Originally, I was most optimistic about the two genius boys recognized by the Divine Sword Academy, Haitang and Qijun, but these two were favored by the elders of the Council of Elders and the Elders of Chuangong, and they were accepted as personal disciples, so I had to give up, this time I must choose a good seedling and give me an apprentice, hahahaha. ”

"Senior brother, don't force everything, this freshman should be much more talented than any freshman, it is really difficult to choose one among so many geniuses.

What I'm most interested in is the boy from the Mo family of the Zhige country. ”

"Senior brother is talking about that Mo Han's son, Mo Yu Long Dou?"

"Hahaha, it's this son that I'm interested in is not his martial arts talent, but his poem. ”

After the old man finished speaking, he stood up, looked at the beautiful scenery of the world, and recited loudly:

"In the early summer of May,

The heart is like a cold moon.

Floating dust love and hate,

Yesterday laughed and talked,

The night before the cup was changed,

Night Rain whispered in her ears.

How ashamed the love words are,

embracing the shore of the mirror lake,

Wake up from a dream on the side of a lonely pillow.

Sleepless nights,

Alas self-pity,

Empty cups.

The past goes with the wind,

It's all a snap of a finger.

Heroes have long since come to an end,

Beauty finally twilighted.

Ren Er's sentimentality,

Empty sorrow and suffering,

Only fragrant as before.

In May, I can already feel the breath of summer, but my heart is still as cold as the cold winter wax moon.

The love, hatred, life and death in this earthly world are like a joke yesterday.

In my dream, I drank with you, listened to the sound of the rain at night, and hugged each other on the shore of the quiet lake.

When I woke up, I found that I was still lonely.

I couldn't sleep anymore, sighing and sighing at my pity.

All kinds of past have long been scattered with the wind, just a snap of a finger.

The hero has long since grown old, and the beauty has reached the twilight of her life.

No matter how much infatuation you have, in the end there will only be sadness and pain, only the fragrance of flowers, or that fragrance. ”

"Senior brother, what do you think of this poem?"

"Senior brother, you know that I am a rough person, I really don't know anything about this dance and ink, but after listening to your explanation, I think that I can write such vicissitudes and sad verses, I must have experienced all kinds of painful things, this is really written by that doll at a few years old?"

"I have a friend who likes to write and ink, he was a guest in Mofu at that time, this is what he saw with his own eyes, it is said that this young man loves to drink, and this poem is also written by him drinking.

Later, I rubbed the poem on paper and went to Elder Yude, who praised it again and again after reading it.

Since then, I have been extremely curious about this teenager. ”

"Hahaha, it seems that in the heart of the senior brother, the position of the disciple has already been selected!"

"Hahaha, drink tea, drink tea"......

At this time, in the palace of the prince of Nuoda, a middle-aged man in gorgeous clothes trembled with righteousness, his teeth were gritted, and his eyes flashed with irrepressible anger, like an enraged lion.

His feet were full of shattered jade gems.

"Treat my son like this, their Mo family doesn't take me seriously, come on, gather all the elites of the palace for me, I want to seek justice for my son." ”

The middle-aged man roared in anger, and the sound rolled like thunder, spreading far and wide......