Just when Jiang Zhou was frowning at the registration conditions, Fan Yang, who was playing the game, glanced at him and said, "Jiang Zhou, what do you think that's for?" ”

"Could it be that you also want to report to the 'Green Eagle'?"

Jiang Zhou was silent and continued to watch, and Fan Yang saw that he didn't play the game anymore, so he turned around directly, looked at Jiang Zhou and said, "You shouldn't be serious, right?" ”

Jiang Zhou said lightly: "What's wrong?" ”

When Fan Yang heard this, he said with a look of surprise: "Can you not report it?" ”

Jiang Zhou frowned, "Why?" ”

Fan Yang said with a bitter and hateful face: "You said, you have to sign up, my mother, she, can she bypass me?" ”

"You don't want to take the 'Green Eagle' test?"

Jiang Zhou looked at him with a puzzled expression, is there anyone who doesn't want to apply for the Qingying Daoist Academy?

In today's society, teenagers seem to be proud of being admitted to the Four Great Avenues, right?

And they in the north, due to geographical restrictions, can only apply for the Qingying Daoist Academy, so the Qingying Daoist Academy is very sacred in the eyes of the students in the north.

And Fan Yang put the phone away, opened a bag of potato chips, click, click--

While eating, he said: "What's so good about taking the 'Green Eagle' test?" ”

Jiang Zhou looked at him seriously, twitched the corners of his mouth and said, "You shouldn't be reluctant to give up your snacks, and there are all kinds of delicacies everywhere, right?" ”

Fan Yang smiled when he heard this: "It's still brother, you know me well enough." ”

Then he whispered: "I've heard that being a student of 'Green Eagle' is hard work, it's just that the big pot of rice is not delicious, and you have to train every day, even if you can't become an extraordinary, you have to be the elite of the martial arts." ”

"So, forget it, and you little body, why bother to find hardship for yourself."

"If you're worried that Zos will retaliate against you, in fact, there's no need for that at all."

...

Well? What does that mean? It's a pity that Jiang Zhou asked him several times, but the little fat man was stunned.

Jiang Zhou pondered, it may have something to do with his mysterious father, but he didn't know how it was, in his memory, this father always went on a business trip, and he went for a year and a half, and the longest was this time, I heard that he was missing.

However, the original owner didn't seem to have any trouble with this, as if he didn't care at all.

Also, there is no difference between such a father and not, the two of them spend very little time together in memory, and more silence.

There is basically no communication, which is not much better than Jiang Zhou, at least Jiang Zhou still has communication with his father, of course, it is usually a leather whip dipped in cold water---

Ahem, doubles when I was a child, and singles when I grew up, I have to believe that if you have a stepmother, you will have a stepfather, which is by no means groundless.

Jiang Zhou has experienced hardships since he was a child, and he knows deeply that it is better to rely on others than on himself.

So I continued to look up the information on my own.

Jiang Zhou didn't pay much attention to martial artists.

What he was eager to know now was the Extraordinary, as well as his own supernatural powers.

Although there are a lot of talents and supernatural powers on the Internet, there are very few about the [Divine Codex].

Obviously, the innate supernatural power of [Divine Codex] is even rarer and more mysterious.

And the only news is still seen in the news, which is about an old man named Mo Zhongliang, the number one master in China.

Fan Yang pretended to be dead for a long time, and saw that Jiang Zhou was still watching, so his eyes rolled and said, "Look at this old man again?" Are you still thinking about your dream of being the number one master in Shenzhou? ”

"I tell you, I don't look at him now, I look at his grandson, Mota."

Jiang Zhou was puzzled, and Fan Yang continued: "This Mota is a rising rookie, his talent is higher than his grandfather, his grandfather is only a five-jian canon, and he is seven-jian, seven-jian---, currently has the title of the first jian. ”

"This is tied for the first place in the world, if you want to become the number one master in Shenzhou, the younger generation, you have to beat him first---"

Then he said with a sigh: "This Mo family is really better than blue." ”

When Jiang Zhou heard this, he raised his eyebrows and said, "Qijian? It's the first, so is he as handsome as me? ”

After saying that, he put on a cool pose and blinked his eyes.

Fan Yang ......

"You're less stinky and beautiful, although I haven't seen him, but I heard that he is definitely a handsome guy."

Jiang Zhou pursed his lips, and then said casually, "Where did you know this?" ”

Fan Yang said indifferently: "Of course I listened to what my parents said, how can outsiders know about this kind of thing." ”

As a result, after saying this, his expression froze suddenly: "Eh, Jiang Zhou, that --,I'm sorry, I'm ---"

When Jiang Zhou saw this, he immediately remembered that the original owner's father disappeared in his second year of junior high school, and he had never seen his mother since he was a child, so this topic was a little sensitive to a child who was missing from a family.

Jiang Zhou didn't want to say anything, just nodded lightly, "Oh"

But my heart blossomed.

I'll go, the first Jiancai in Shenzhou is only the seventh Jian, so isn't he even more powerful, his [Festival] is Jiujian, Jiujian--

Then the information panel of the [Festival] came to mind.

【Festival】

Ten Thousand Laws Illustrated Book (Sacrifice required for exchange)

Available Bestiary: Not yet (0/9)

Rubbing: (can be made into an illustrated book)

Drawings Available: Not yet

Sacrifice Value: Not yet

Redeemable Items: Not yet

...

Binding: Jiang Zhou

Soul Power: Ancient Martial Realm +

Repair: None

Exercises: None

General Skills:

Martial Arts: Wind Fist (Medium Grade): 1st Stage (10/100)

Basic Fight (Van): 1st Stage (9/100)

...

However, it would be nice if there weren't so many 'none', especially with the 'available drawings'.

Tasting the sweetness of rubbing drawings, Jiang Zhouzai couldn't help it, and began to think about it.

How can I get some drawings?

Just when Jiang Zhou was thinking about it seriously, Fan Yang on the side was in a hurry.

After struggling for a while, he suddenly stretched out a big fat hand and patted Jiang Zhou's shoulder, and said with an open expression: "Hey--, forget it, just report it, it's a big deal, it's a big deal that buddy suffers with you." ”

"Anyway, if you don't report it this year, you won't be able to escape next year, so you will die early and take care of your life early."

Then he sighed: "Seriously, brother, I really envy you, you can live alone, you can do whatever you want, no one cares, it's like buddy me--"

"Eh, my mother is called a strict, she doesn't let her do anything, she stares at me every day, either drinking a lot of black things, or forcing me to practice martial arts."

"Don't let me play with my mobile phone, saying that I'm afraid of my early love."

"Still in early love? Do you say I'm such a casual person? I? ”

Jiang Zhou glanced at him when he heard this, and couldn't help but complain in his heart, just like you, I'm afraid that you are not a human being if you get up casually.

Fan Yang sighed for a moment, and then said: "Put the things down for a while, go upstairs and go home with me for lunch, otherwise you will have to cook alone." ”

Jiang Zhou still has something in his heart.

So he waved his hand lightly and said, "No need." ”

Fan Yang shook his head and sighed: "You, you, it's just a meal, you live upstairs and downstairs, why are you so hard?" ”

Jiang Zhou was still indifferent, and soon the flying boat entered the port, and Jiang Zhou followed Fan Yang to experience a cloud track, which was really fast and convenient.

However, Jiang Zhou did not go home with Fan Yang, but walked alone, following the memory in his mind, into a very hidden alley.