Autumn Kill was stunned for a moment and shoved the remaining sandwich into his mouth.

Hit a ...... Yangguan Avenue?

Three people and a dog walked down a wide road, flanked by rolling green wheat fields. The green hills in the distance are like daisies, and the ridges are stained with cool autumn rain, which is a comfortable environment, but because of the vehicles on the road and the people walking on the road, it has become lively.

"Ninggao was built in such a remote village, if it weren't for such a lively scene, I would have suspected that I had found the wrong place. Chen Zuo Er looked left and right.

At this time, what catches your eye is the sea of cars, and the ringing of gongs and drums into the eardrums: there is a handsome boy in a red convertible while pulling his blue bow tie and whistling at the beautiful woman.

There is the pungent "clanging" sound of a Western-style stove and a silver fork plate hitting in the Ferrari Elongated sports car.

A long-legged beautiful girl on the black Reilly motorcycle stopped because of a traffic jam, uncovered her helmet, and her long hair floated up against the wind and floated to the ...... On the face of a teenager riding a bicycle, the young man was happy, and he was about to reach out and grab it, but the center of gravity was unstable and he fell into the ridge with the car.

The drivers of the two school buses blocked in the middle looked desperate and began to drink water frequently to watch the sky and pick their feet.

There are a few hot air balloons floating in the sky, and if you look closely, there are people pointing at them, and of course a helicopter or two flying by from time to time will also amaze the pedestrians on the street.

There are also aborigines who get up early to watch the excitement and shout, aunts who sell breakfast, and hawkers who shout and drink.

A skateboarder slid past the trio with a "yo-heh", startling the Golden Retriever, who stretched out his right paw and grimaced at the back of the skateboarder.

A large pet elephant on the side of the road drooped its head and glanced sideways at the Golden Retriever, who showed its white teeth and waved its claws. But when he heard someone drink on the elephant's back, the elephant turned his head slowly, trembling and continuing to walk forward.

There is a young man with long pigtails riding a black horse who is even more eye-catching, grabbing the reins of the horse without saying a word, and at a glance he knows that he comes from the "Qikuo" prairie in the north of Ningshan City, and what is even more amazing is that the horse under him is even more impatient in the strange "traffic", looking ahead, and pacing slowly with the traffic from time to time.

There are also traffic police at the intersection at the entrance of the village: at this time of year, all kinds of means of transportation appear, even sports cars and convertibles, there are horses and elephants, which is really difficult to direct traffic.

Fortunately, most of the candidates parked their cars in the parking lot like Chen Zuo Er and his party, and walked to Ninggao.

"That's a lot of people. Pei Er sighed, "All of them are cultivators, and it seems that cultivators are not so mysterious." ”

"These people are not all cultivators, but many of them are ordinary people, who come with them as parents. The permanent population of Ningshan City is 6 million, and according to the proportion, there are only 60,000 cultivators, and there are only 5,000 or 6,000 people in our age group. "There are many people who are business tycoons or real estate tycoons in Ningshan, in short, they are the top people in the industry in Ningshan City, they know the world of cultivators, and they rely on various connections to let their descendants enter the high school of cultivators. ”

"But their children are just ordinary people, and Ninggao also accepts them?" Pei Er asked.

"Cultivator High School is still a for-profit organization after all. Chen Zuoer guessed, "Ninggao also needs the interpersonal relationships of these ordinary people, so he will make an exception." Again...... It is only a matter of time before rich people buy Awakening Stones, and it is only a matter of time before their children awaken. ”

"So this world is still fighting for money in the end. Qiu Kill looked like he saw through it, "If it weren't for your Awakening Stone, I would still be just an ordinary person now." ”

"Awakening, that also requires good qualifications. Chen Zuo Er patted him on the shoulder, obviously two years younger than Qiu Kill, but his height was ten centimeters taller than Qiu Kill, and he felt like a big brother. ”

Qiu Kill pulled the corners of his mouth and smiled.

Chen Zuo Er walked slowly, while sensing his own Qi and that of everyone on the road.

He quietly closed his eyes, and could "see" the misty white point of light that symbolized everyone's energy.

For those with a large amount of light, the brightness of the light spot will be more obvious, and for those with a small amount of light, the light point will appear dimer.

He wasn't sure if others had this ability, and he hadn't even told Pei Er that he had this ability.

When he opened his eyes, Chen Zuo Er still decided to use his eyes to observe the appearance of everyone.

Some people don't say a word, and from time to time they say something in their mouths, as if they are reciting something, some people look cynical and don't care, some people have low eyes, as if they are thinking about something, and some people have slightly curled corners of their mouths, as if they are in control of everything.

There are many mavericks, but more often than not, there are inconspicuous students like Chen Zuoer, who are either chatting in pairs or walking in silence, their future is unknown, and they may encounter major setbacks.

However, the meaning of life is to overcome setbacks, which is also the meaning of "cultivation", in fact, whether it is an ordinary person or a practitioner, only by constantly overcoming setbacks can we have a wonderful life.

All those who chase their dreams and keep getting up are strong people worthy of respect.

The second left in the morning turned his head to look at the rolling mountains. I see how charming Qingshan is, and I think Qingshan should look at me like this.

At seven o'clock in the morning, Chen Zuo Er finally squeezed into the old wooden door of Ningshan High School with the flow of people.

More than a dozen guards at the school gate are organizing traffic order, and the boys are busy looking for a place to place their mounts, and the two school buses of Ninggao are eager to rear-end and stop near the school gate.

The two drivers were busy pinching a cold sweat when they saw it, and as soon as the back door opened, a young man and girl rushed out with a "bang". At this time, the teenagers who came on foot stole easily, and entered the wooden door with a little step.

The wooden gate is wide enough to accommodate four cars. The door plate is engraved with eight big characters of "Ningshan City Cultivator High School", all of which are written in lines.

When they entered the door, the three of them only smelled a faint fragrance of osmanthus flowers, and they suddenly felt refreshed.

Originally, Ninggao set up a wide welcome avenue at the door, and planted a thick osmanthus tree every five meters on both sides of the avenue, which also took the meaning of "winning laurel" and encouraged the students to work hard.

Everyone smelled the aroma one after another, and the corners of the expressionless people's mouths turned upward, and the tension of the previous walk seemed to be diluted.

After walking for a while, walking out of the avenue accompanied by the fragrance of osmanthus flowers, a wide square square came into view, the square was paved with countless red square bricks, reaching the edge of the field of vision.

In front of the square stands a stone monument, which is dark and dark, and has a flowing and vicissitudes of beauty soaked by the autumn rain.

The stele is outlined with a golden pen to get six big characters, from the left "Ningshan line", the right is connected with "Qing Song up", the pen walks the dragon, vigorous and powerful. This is the first generation of principals to engrave, and the glory and honor are inherited by a stone tablet and thousands of students from Ninggao.

"Bell...... Bell ......"

In the wide campus, everyone heard the bell ringing softly in the distance, and it was as empty as a Zen monk's teaching.

The pre-test of Ninggao is about to begin.