Just when the bidding for the veins in the Warring States District was heating up.

A large province to the north.

The annual training academy is in full swing.

It was founded by the Alliance of Practitioners.

The purpose is to recruit talents from major sects.

They hope that the enlightenment of all cultivation systems will start from here.

The land of China, the five territories of east, west, north, south, and middle, and almost all major provincial capitals have established a college system.

Hundred schools of thought, Daoshan Xianmen, these practicing saints in order to select talents.

Some disciples will be sent to teach in academies in various countries.

Therefore, most of the seowon are neutral and do not interfere in the affairs of various sects.

Most of them are children of famous families, and most of them are not simple.

At this point,

Outside the gate of a certain hospital, many people have already come.

They are all holding their mobile phones and watching the live broadcast, most of them must be watching the bidding of the ore veins live.

After all, this is the most important thing in recent times.

Of course

Enrollment is also underway.

……

"Young man, look at your bones amazingly, it is a good material for martial arts training, come to our martial arts department, and definitely make you a strong man!"

"Don't, I want to practice swords!"

"That thing is too difficult to graduate in the later stage, and it is very expensive!"

"But the sword is handsome!"

“……”

"Girl! You are resolute, are you interested in becoming a qi practitioner? Learn the Tao and use your magical powers in the future? ”

"No, I like sword cultivation."

"There's a lot of competition over there, and it's not easy to get in!"

"But the sword is handsome!"

"Lean ......"

"Boy! Look at you are quite handsome, and your appearance has reached the standard of sword cultivation, are you coming? ”

"No, thank you."

"? What did you say? This is a sword cultivation quota! Ask you again, are you sure? ”

"I'm sure, I don't cultivate, thank you."

“？？？”

The crowd was amazed.

Is there anyone who doesn't want to cultivate these days?

And it was a sword cultivation enlightenment with a high threshold.

Eighty percent is a fool.

Some of the children of the official family looked at it, and after talking to each other for a while, they all showed a look of ridicule.

Aren't you just a fool?

The boy rolled his eyes, ignoring everyone's gaze.

It is impossible for him to cultivate.

Now that you have decided to make money on your own, invest in the business.

Then it is natural to carry out the individuality to the end.

Glancing around with disdain.

I found that most of them were wearing long swords and were in a chic and elegant shape.

It doesn't matter if you have the talent of sword cultivation or not.

Anyway, put the long sword behind his back, and Shuai will be done.

There was an old man beside him, who could be seen to be a butler, wearing a black suit.

The old man's name is Cao Zhengxiang.

As long as he doesn't speak, maybe no one will know that he is a cultivator in the Dacheng stage.

"Young master, don't make trouble. The people of the sword cultivation department, what a good thing to take the initiative to ask for you, let's go! ”

Cao Zhengxiang persuaded the boy.

The master is stupid, he doesn't understand the meaning of the sword cultivation system, but he can't be a slave who doesn't know.

The boss asked him to come over for the purpose of helping the young man as a staff officer.

"Alright, shut up!"

The two young men stared: "Sword cultivation is not fun!" There are so many girls in the Western world of gods, isn't she fragrant? ”

"Oh, young master, incense... What is incense used for? The old slave is also fragrant, rubbing the perfume of an international brand, and I will send you a box when I go back, you are obedient, let's go to the school of the sword cultivation department. ”

"Don't go! Look at those who carry swords, they are stupid! ”

Teenagers don't want to follow the crowd.

It's a person who carries a sword on his back as a sword cultivator.

In his opinion, too cheesy.

It's like asking a student and saying that he wants to go to Imperial Capital University.

But in the end, how many people can be admitted, or can go to the Ten Thousand Swords Immortal Gate like the legendary Li Hebai?

Very rare.

It's better to think about how to make money.

With money, cultivation realm or something, is it still a thing?

"Young master speak carefully......"

Cao Zhengxiang was in a cold sweat when she heard this.

These words will surely arouse the wrath of the people.

It's really a bit too much to say that people are 'stupid' with swords on their backs.

The status of sword cultivation in the hearts of the Heavenly Cultivators was very lofty.

Especially after the emergence of a 'Little Sword Immortal' thousands of years ago, it was even more popular.

Many great monks would let the children of the family go to the academy to study.

However, although the college accepts a wide range of students, it still needs a threshold.

The young man is not smart, and now everyone seems to know it.

Coupled with what he said just now, it attracted everyone's disgust.

"Hmph, he's a fool himself, and he still has the face to talk about others?"

"Yes, the gentleman of the sword cultivation department doesn't know if he is blind and wants him."

"Eighty percent of them went through the back door."

"Haha, otherwise how can you say that he is stupid, just now he rejected the teacher of the sword cultivation department."

"What? Refused? ”

"You would never have imagined that he was so stupid as to go to the Western world to study! Hahaha. ”

"Western gods? Can you want him over there? ”

"How is that possible? The cultivation system of the Western gods is different from ours, how can you just say that you will go? ”

"Hahaha, then he's miserable, it's estimated that he will lose his family's face."

The crowd began to talk.

The ridicule gradually spread.

The academy of the Western world of gods, there are unwritten rules.

If you want to go, it depends on your talent, and you will never take the initiative to recruit.

If you want to get in, you have to pass the test.

If you are able to pass the course, you can also get a place to study overseas.

It's obvious.

The boy gave up the solicitation of Mr. Sword Cultivation School and went to the Western world, which was very unintelligent.

……

Cao Zhengxiang had the heart to die at this time.

The head of the family explained to him, but it seems that he did not understand.

I had already informed the gentleman of the sword cultivation department, just give the third young master a place.

Regardless of whether you learn or not, there is a student of the sword cultivation department of the academy, so it is easier to say it.

But he never expected that the young man would have convulsions at this time, and he actually refused in public.

You have to find a place in the Western Academy with the most difficult assessment.

In the entire family, he is the most difficult to serve.

It's also unlucky.

"Young master, listen to the old slave, the Western world can't go."

"I don't listen!"

"Young master, can't I give you a few more boxes of perfumes, snacks, and all kinds of fun things? Let's go to the academy of the sword cultivation department! ”

"Shut up."

Cao Zhengxiang said bitterly, he had done his best.

But the boy naturally couldn't listen to him.

……

……

In front of the gates of the School of Saints.

The man, dressed in a gray robe, sat in the doorway, holding a scroll in his hand and looking down at a book.

His eyes never left the scroll, but when the boy approached, he suddenly spoke.

"Xuanhuang Academy, regardless of your identity and background, since you don't want to come, let's go."

The teenager glanced up at the recruiter.

"Yes, goodbye."

On the side, Cao Zhengxiang couldn't bear it, and was about to step forward to say something.

The boy interrupted him.

"Lao Cao, either run away from home with me and create a career for him, or you will go back and ask my father to demote you, reduce your salary, and deduct your social security!"

“……”

Cao Zhengxiang was speechless!

"Well, I'm going with you, but where are you going?"

The young man smiled slightly: "You can go anywhere, you can go around Huaxia casually, just go to the Warring States District to see the mysterious bidding, and talk about it later." ”

"Is there enough money?"

"Hmph, your young master, I'm so smart, won't I make money?"

“！！！”

Cao Zhengxiang's heart is like ashes.

It's broken.