Chapter Forty-Seven: Poor Yuan Dong

"Would you like to worship me as a teacher?" Jingyang was in a good mood, sitting on the chair, and next to the heavenly demon Yuan Dong was sitting, looking at Mao Xiaoqi with an expectant expression. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

Looking at the various envious, jealous and hateful eyes around him, Mao Xiaoqi's body shrank, turned into a little black cat, and licked his paws, "Meow~"

"What do you mean?" Jingyang Zhenren stared dryly, and looked at Yuan Dong beside him for help......

"It's all so tactful, and I asked." Yuan Dong was not polite to Jingyang, walked down with a smile, picked up Mao Xiaoqi in one hand and walked out.

Jingyang was dumbfounded, apprentice! This is equivalent to an exceptional admission to the outer gate, except for the difference in resource treatment, it is almost no different from the inner disciple, is he rejected?

"Give me a reason!" Jingyang looked at the two big demons who had arrived at the door, and asked with a struggle.

"Do you think I'll worship you as a teacher?" Yuan Dong turned around and smiled at Jingyang.

"Don't dare, the heavenly demon laughed." Jingyang is not arrogant enough to be on a par with the Heavenly Demon.

"Then he's in a similar situation." Yuan Dong raised Mao Xiaoqi with one hand, signaled, and turned to leave......

Jingyang suddenly couldn't react, what's the situation? A child's natal spirit beast, no matter how powerful it is, can it be compared to a heavenly demon? In a blink of an eye, there was a pitiful place below, and the freshmen who were full of anticipation suddenly felt bored, and waved their big hands and said: "There will be seniors to take you to the place of accommodation in a while, your food, clothing, housing and transportation are not free, so I hope you can cherish every opportunity to learn, just a joke, but if there are particularly outstanding students, I can still consider it." ā€

Suddenly, there was a shining eye below, Jingyang Zhenren was the permanent teacher of the outer gate, and his words still carried a lot of weight. Unlike other real people, most graduates are working hard to graduate or become a teacher, return to their own family to work for the family, or excellent ones have already been booked by the big forces. Jingyang Zhenren belongs to the type of idle clouds and wild cranes, and he doesn't like to be restrained, and there is also a Zhao Wei Zhenren, these two people, one is a pure ** silk fan, and the other is the second generation of officials, so in the end, there are only the two of them left who did not graduate or graduate.

"Why did you reject Jingyang? His strength is still very good, I haven't seen him accept a disciple for so many years, if you agree, you will be a big disciple. Yuan Dong took the cat Xiaoqi into a gust of wind and flew towards the back mountain.

"Does he know the Five Great Divine Tricks?" Mao Xiaoqi squatted on Yuan Dong's shoulder, his two little ears twitched, obviously not interested in the treatment of this big disciple.

The wind suddenly stagnated, and Yuan Dong looked at the little black cat on his shoulder incredulously and said, "Five Great Divine Tricks? Just kidding! I've reached the Heavenly Demon Realm, and I haven't had a chance to comprehend it. ā€

"It's too unpursued!" Mao Xiaoqi shook his head and commented: "My goal is to cultivate the Five Great Divine Techniques and advance to the Realm of Nothingness!" ā€

"It's too much of a pursuit!" Yuan Dong was a little devastated, but he was speechless, this meow now has the Blue Dragon Technique, as for the White Tiger Technique...... His master Yin Qingluo must have it, as a natal spirit animal, it is not too much to learn and learn, so it seems that the ideal starting point of people's meow is very high!

The Yin-Yang Academy looks like a huge courtyard with a big pit in the middle, well, a gladiatorial arena. But in fact, the real place of cultivation is in the back mountain, it is said that the nine-fold mountain is divided into nine levels, and those under the five grades and those below the five grades are studied in the academy, and at this stage, both the outer disciples and the inner disciples are treated equally. But with the continuous improvement of their strength, these students will also be arranged to cultivate in different peaks.

As a heavenly demon, Yuan Dong cultivated on the sixth mountain peak. The aura of the five elements there is more refined and relatively quieter. And the seventh is where the Venerable Masters of the Yin-Yang Academy live, the realm of the wheel is the same as the Heavenly Demons are the realm of nothingness, but the Venerable Master is the backbone of the Yin-Yang Academy, no matter how powerful the demon is, it is still a demon after all, and the environment is still worse, but for these big demons and Heavenly Demons, it is already very satisfying to be treated fairly, and they will not have the luxury of being treated the same as the Venerable Master of the Yin-Yang Academy.

Yae Mountain is the place where the dean of the Yin-Yang Academy is located, and it is unknown whether there are other hidden cultivators, it is a forbidden place. As for the Kuju ...... For most people, it's just a legend.

Yuan Dong originally wanted to bring Mao Xiaoqi to the sixfold peak where he lived, for this cat demon with a high realm but inconsistent strength, he was as interested as Jingyang, but only three days later, Mao Xiaoqi was brought back by Yuan Dong and thrown on Jingyang's coffee table......

"What does the Heavenly Demon command?" Jingyang touched Mao Xiaoqi's head and made a cup of tea for Yuan Dong.

"Hey, I suddenly realized recently, I need to retreat and cultivate, think about it, it's better to give this amazingly talented cat demon to Brother Jingyang to cultivate." Yuan Dong snorted, dried the tea in one go, and turned into a gust of wind and left.

"It is worthy of being a heavenly demon, coming and going like the wind!" Jingyang praised, then looked at the empty teacup, and couldn't help but admire: "Drinking tea is so bold, this is a freshly brewed purple tea, it's really a cow drink, it's a waste of ......."

Yuan Dong swept through the air, his red tongue hanging out like a dog, covered with blisters......

"Tell me, what's going on?" Jingyang poured himself a cup of tea and asked Mao Xiaoqi with a smile.

"Meow~"

"Speak human words!" Jing Yang was angry, and immediately took out another cup, poured a cup for Mao Xiaoqi, and tasted tea, a person said very boringly......

After a while, a handsome young man appeared in front of Jingyang, generously pulled over the chair and sat down, holding the teacup, sniffing it carefully, and praised: "Good tea!" ā€

The more Jingyang looks at Mao Xiaoqi, the more pleasing it is to the eyes, look at this cat demon, and then look at Yuan Dong, what can he do if he is strong, he knows cultivation all day long, and he doesn't understand life at all!

"Actually, it's nothing, the claws are itchy, a broken vest of the Heavenly Demon looks pretty good, grinding the claws, but accidentally scratched it, look at his distressed ......" Mao Xiaoqi blew a mouthful, took a sip of tea, and looked like he was enjoying it......

Jingyang touched the cold sweat on his head, and the vest ...... He really knew that Yuan Dong had such a treasure, which was very precious, the Heavenly Cicada Treasure Armor! Usually, it's hard for Jingyang to even touch it......

Looking at Jing Yang's eyes that continued to ask, Mao Xiaoqi pulled his long hair to the back of his neck and said, "There is no taste in my mouth, there are a few bottles of shiny sugar pills in the Heavenly Demon that smell good, and I grind my teeth." ā€