Chapter 73: The Bad Is Not a Grade

Lying on the bed, Shu Yunbai seriously thought about how to go to the Tianheng Exchange to explore again, so as to help Fuxiang collect more clues.

However, the exhaustion of the whole day made her eyelids sink more and more, and finally she fell asleep next to her little sister.

A good night's sleep.

When the rays of the sun shone gently on the girl's face through the window, she moved, opened her eyes in a daze, and looked at the sky.

Ay...... Yikes......

It's miserable!!

Hurriedly jumped out of bed, didn't bother combing her long hair that slept messily, took a head rope and tied her ponytail, got dressed crookedly, jumped on one foot to put on her shoes, pulled the satchel and pushed the door and ran out.

It wasn't until she ran far away that she felt in her arms.

What about my wolf?!!

Just as he was about to turn around and run back at a faster speed, he felt that the satchel moved slightly, and a small furry head poked out of it, and the golden ears looked particularly beautiful in the morning sun.

The little guy actually followed on his own.

Shu Yunbai nodded with emotion, and rubbed a handful of fluffy heads casually, "I'll find something delicious for you later, good!" ”

The little sister stared at her red eyes, said "boom" happily, shrunk her head and got back into her satchel.

Alas, this little guy is really painful.

But why don't you just make a contract with her?

Normally, the contracts of spirit beasts are all two-way choices, some cultivators forcibly contract spirit beasts with lower strength than themselves, and some spirit beasts with higher strength take the initiative to contract their masters.

Xiaomei Po is naturally the type with higher strength than her, if it doesn't take the initiative, Shu Yunbai can't do anything.

But according to the seamless tacit understanding between the two of them, the little sister should like her very much and will always rely on her, since she likes it so much, why is she unwilling to contract?

Could it be ...... Think she's too weak?

Thinking wildly, Shu Yunbai didn't dare to slow down for a moment, and when she found the small square where the apprenticeship ceremony was held in Feng Lie'er's mouth, everyone had already arrived.

The first thing that catches the eye is naturally the interracial girl who is surrounded by everyone.

It's just that the coldness in the girl's eyes when she looks at her now makes her very uncomfortable.

It's right to think about it, after all, she is a lady of the sky, and she was dragged out of the ring by a little girl known as a second-order samurai, and she didn't know how much ridicule she would encounter in secret.

Shu Yunbai smiled at her inexplicably, and hurriedly lowered his head and slipped into the corner to nest himself.

Sure enough, it was the last to come, and before she could stand still and take a breath, the bell of the small square rang.

"Everyone is here, right?"

Zhu Yu stood at the front of the crowd, he raised his hand, and everyone fell silent in an instant.

"Today's apprenticeship ceremony, don't you need Zhu to say more, right? The students were selected by the teachers present, and now, the ten winning students stood in two rows, and we began. ”

He smiled and whispered something to a teacher beside him politely, and when he turned his face again, he was satisfied to see that the student in front of him had finished standing.

"Very good, then ......"

Looking down at the students in the row, when he saw the discordant person at the end of the line, his usually gentle expression froze, and he almost blurted out, "Why are you here?!" ”

Shu Yunbai blinked her big black and white eyes, looked at him innocently, and did not answer, but that innocent little face expressed what she wanted to say word by word:

Why can't I come?

"Teacher Zhu......"

Huan Lang, who was standing closest to him, had already reacted and hurriedly whispered to him.

"Oh, oh, okay, let's start now," Zhu Yu reacted at this time, and said with a smile that did not change, "It's up to Teacher Wu next to me to choose first." ”

Wu Le is a cheerful person, although as an eighth-order martial king, he is not qualified to choose someone one step ahead of Zhu Yu, but now everyone knows that Zhu Yu has already made a candidate, and he is currently the highest-ranking teacher standing here, so he unceremoniously selected Fang Xingyu.

Taking away the silly son of the city lord's family, Wu Lexi smiled and handed out a high-grade treasure as a meeting gift, and led the student to stand aside and ask in a low voice about cultivation.

Seeing that Wu Le picked one of the best students except for Huan Lang, the other teachers were all regretful.

Zhu Yu saw it in his eyes, just smiled, and said softly, "Teacher Bai, please?" ”

Bai Feifei is a middle-aged woman with a cold temperament, her long hair is meticulously combed, and even the fixed hairpin is the simplest style of wooden hairpin, which shows that she is usually an extremely self-disciplined and unsmiling person.

As a teacher who had just climbed to the Eighth Order Martial King, she was no better than Wu Le, who had been in the Eighth Order for five years.

There was no extra nonsense, she clicked on Shu Tianlan, and still gave a high-grade treasure as a meeting gift, but she didn't pull her student to care for her, and still stood there with a serious face, Shu Yunbai suddenly felt a little sympathetic to her parents.

The follow-up is below the eighth-order Martial King, and several teachers above the fifth-order Martial King select the students.

Not only did everyone smartly avoid the dazzling brilliance, but they didn't even look at Shu Yunbai.

Soon, even a sixteen-year-old third-order warrior, the little fat man who narrowly won in the ring at that time was picked away by the teacher first, and Shu Yunbai, who was standing at the end of the line, became more and more embarrassed.

"Ahem......"

When Shu Yunbai was the only student to choose from, the teacher who was in his turn frowned and coughed lightly, and hesitated, "This year...... I won't accept it, after all, my level is limited, and I'm afraid of misleading people's children. ”

Well, I think you're a bit of a misguide.

Shu Yunbai lowered his head, gently rubbed the mud on the ground with his toes, and pursed his lips silently.

"Oh, Lao Shen can't do it, I can't do it even more, then I'll go first."

The few people who echoed hurriedly nodded, took two steps back, and turned around and left, as if they didn't want to be involved with her.

Soon, a large space was vacated around Shu Yunbai, and she stood in the empty circle, with nothing to hide.

Huan Lang glanced at the gray-faced girl arrogantly, turned to Zhu Yu and smiled, "Teacher Zhu, there is only one person left, look ......"

"Hahaha, I forgot that I'm going to take in apprentices too, come on, come on, this is for you."

As he spoke, Zhu Yu took out a delicate glass petal from his arms and handed it to Huan Lang, "Zhu doesn't have anything good, you can use this 'Wanhua Flying Frost' first." ”

The people around him all gasped.

Wang Pin magic weapon!!

Although it is a low-level king, compared to the high-level taxis in their hands, the difference is not a grade problem at all!

And magic weapons are very different from treasure weapons.

In addition to fighting, treasures are used for various purposes, such as the chime incense car that Lang already has, which is used to carry it; Another example is the jade plate used by Fuxiang to Shu Yunbai, which is used to transmit messages.

Magic weapons, on the other hand, are only used in battle. But it is more precious than a treasure.

Zhu Yu was very attentive and knew that Huan Lang already had a satisfactory treasure, so he gave a magic weapon, which was still a royal product.

The envy of the crowd for this alien saint rose to another level.

Huan Lang took the magic weapon, smiled and gave a salute to Zhu Yu, and kindly handed the magic weapon to the classmates who came up and wanted to touch it, which was very generous.

So everyone was a little farther away from Shu Yunbai, who was still blowing cold wind in the corner.