Wyvern Hall.

The main hall, in the middle is a two-meter-high vermilion lacquer square platform, on which a gold lacquer carved dragon throne is placed, behind is a carved dragon screen, there are six tall dragon golden pillars on both sides of the square platform, each pillar is coiled with a vigorous golden dragon;

Looking up at the top of the palace, there is a huge carved dragon and dragon in the central caisson well, a silver-white big bead hangs down from the dragon's mouth, surrounded by six small beads, the dragon head, the jewel is facing the golden luan throne below, the color painting between the beams is gorgeous, bright and pleasing to the eye, the red and yellow gold dragon pattern pattern, there are double dragons playing with pearls, the single dragon flies; There are walking dragons, sitting dragons, flying dragons, descending dragons, colorful, and the dragon's surroundings are also lined with flowing clouds and flames.

Luo Chen stood in the center of the hall, holding a teacup in his hand, the famous tea in it was fragrant, Luo Chen really wanted to take a sip.

But now, obviously, no.

Now is the time for apprenticeship.

Nangong Ye had a serious face, sitting on the throne of Jin Luan, but his appearance didn't seem very comfortable.

This place is a bit exaggerated, but he is still the vice president of the family and disciples, and this card is still needed.

On both sides of him, there were several mentors sitting, three men and two women, all of them looked a little stunned, this retreat for a few days, how could Nangong Ye accept a young man who was not in the realm of the spirit to be a disciple.

Two people sat in the east. The top was a woman who looked to be about forty, with a straight face and closed lips. The next one is an old man in his fifties, with a long beard twisted on his right hand, and his expression is relatively relaxed. The two of them sat more than a foot apart, looking at each other from time to time.

The people sitting on the west brocade bench were relatively old, and vaguely, there was a hazy and illusory feeling behind them. The realm of these people, to say the least, has reached the level of the Jiedan realm, or even higher.

These people are the most respected people in the academy. Today, Nangong accepts his own disciples at night, so I invite them to be fair, and by the way, I would like to congratulate them.

In the jargon, this is called "Sanmen Liuzheng", a testimony.

On both sides of the main hall, more than a dozen young people stood in two straight lines.

Except for one black robe, the others were all white.

In front of Nangong Ye, there is a tray on which this black robe is placed, and the clothes of the disciples are passed on, and soon, he will belong to Luo Chen.

More than a dozen young people looked at the robe, except for the black-robed youth, the rest of them were all hot and yearning.

What this robe represents is status and identity, and the welfare of the personal disciples is much stronger than that of the inner disciples.

The secret realm is almost completely open, and there are many discounts for martial arts, pills, and money exchanges, and now there are hundreds of people in the entire Wind Spirit Academy Heavenly Garden.

There are very few disciples in the lineage, and there are less than twenty in total, and these people are all the best in the Heavenly Garden.

They have worked hard for many years, but they are still not qualified to obtain the title of personal disciple, and now, a new young man, who is not in the realm of flowing spirits, actually climbed on his head, which is really unacceptable.

As a result, their gaze at Luo Chen was obviously unfriendly, and even the only black-robed disciple looked at Luo Chen's face very badly.

Luo Chen sighed slightly, he was relatively unfamiliar with everyone in the periphery like this, but he didn't expect that when he arrived in Tianyuan, it would be such a scene.

"Song Yuanluo, you tell Luo Chen about the rules first."

Nangong Ye made a sound, shattering the silent air.

Song Yuanluo was the only black-robed disciple. He agreed, stepped forward, and talked a lot.

It's nothing more than not being able to sneak and kidnap, being a person must behave rightly, sit up straight, a few big taboos, dozens of small taboos. If it is offended, it will be punished, or even expelled from the teacher, Luo Chen has no spirit at all.

I took a closer look at the few people on the stage who came to watch the ceremony.

Song Yuanluo's spittle flew everywhere, but he found that Luo Chen was looking around, not paying attention at all, and he was almost about to have a seizure, but considering the problem of demeanor, he finally suppressed this evil breath.

Luo Chen also sensed that something was wrong, so he had to behave a little more.

However, Luo Chen noticed that those white-robed inner disciples were becoming more and more hostile to their expressions one by one, really, why bother.

had no choice but not to look at them, Luo Chen waited quietly.

Finally, the process is over.

Song Yuanluo said, "I have finished talking about the rules, and you have to study them yourself later, as a personal disciple, you must pay attention to your words and deeds at all times, and you must not let the teacher lose face." ”

"Yes."

What can Luo Chen do, I'm just a newcomer.

Song Yuanluo took two steps forward and handed the booklet in his hand to Luo Chen, Luo Chen reached out to pick it up, and the moment he got the booklet, suddenly a strong dark energy came violently from the booklet, like a stubborn stone, and the suppressed Luo Chen couldn't move.

Although it was uncomfortable, Luo Chen couldn't say a word, because Song Yuanluo's strength had completely wrapped himself and integrated into the depths of his blood.

In an instant, a thousand catties of heavy burdens were added, and the difference in strength between the two was too big.

Finally, Song Yuanluo withdrew his hand, his expression was unwavering, and he slowly returned to his position, and in the time behind, he didn't even look at Luo Chen.

The power of the Flowing Spirit Realm is really strong.

Luo Chen gritted his teeth, this is the next horse, okay, we have met in the mountains and rivers.

Although he was resentful in his heart and his hatred was as deep as the sea, Luo Chen still smiled politely.

"Thank you, brother."

Song Yuanluo was stunned on the spot for a while, and gave the other party a dismount, but the other party didn't seem to be angry at all, could it be that there was something wrong with his spiritual power?

Looking at his hands, Song Yuanluo couldn't turn a corner.

Luo Chen raised his head, although the dark power was great, it didn't hurt himself, so in a short time, there was no uncomfortable feeling.

"Senior brother, what are you doing? Today is a good day, you should not be in a daze, you should be serious. ”

"Ugh"

Song Yuanluo's face was blue and red for a while, and he was actually taught a lesson.

Congratulations to the host for successfully flickering, flickering points plus one. ”

"Congratulations to the host for successfully flicking to produce a critical hit effect, and the flicker point is increased by fifty."

"Hey, hey."

Nangong Ye smiled on the throne, causing several people to watch the ceremony to be inexplicable.

Nangong Ye sighed secretly in his heart, this kid can't even hold me down, and I'm deflated now.

Song Yuanluo was speechless, and slowly walked back to his position, still a little confused for a while, why did he laugh, did my dark energy make him very comfortable? How could it be.

The next etiquette is more cumbersome, serving tea, getting to know the brothers and old-timers, and vowing to be a good person

A lot of etiquette processes, Luo Chen summed it up.

Work hard, be a good person, fight for the master, and fight for the college.

Then, Luo Chen met with the five seniors in turn.

They are all the core figures of the academy, and Nangong Ye, as the vice president, can naturally let them come by accepting their relatives and disciples.

In addition to the dean, these five people can be said to be the pillars of the college. The first person looked arrogant, cold as a steel plate, and only lightly agreed to Luo Chen's greetings, dragging it like 250,000.

Su Xinghe, a veteran of the refining vein, and an old qualification of the Wind Spirit Academy.

Mo Yan has just joined, but his identity and status are already second to none in the wind spirit.

Luo Chen's face was humble when he greeted Mo Yan, and the feeling of nervousness and worship was clear at a glance, which made Mo Yan smile like a flower.

This person is the master of alchemy who has refined the essence of life! You'll have to talk about it later

Nangong Ye just turned his head with disdain, he still understood what this kid had in mind, but when he thought of Luo Chen's filial piety, he was relieved.

The remaining three.

Cui Luhua.

―Tan Qing.

Ding Mian.

They are in charge of etiquette, secret realm, and scripture pavilion.

These five people in the academy can be said to have great power, and there seems to be a person who manages the economy who has not come, and that person seems to be very picky, and few people are willing to see him.

These five people served as observers and as characters who educated Luo Chen in the future.

In the future, if Luo Chen has any violations of law and discipline in the academy, they have the responsibility to deal with and educate them.

In the end, Luo Chen finally put on a black robe and brought a flying ring with the token of his own disciple.

All this is over, it has been past noon, everyone dispersed, and in the next time, Nangong Ye took Luo Chen around the Tianyuan.

By the end of this circle, the sky was almost dark, but Luo Chen already knew the location of various secret realms and important places.

"Old man, why does it cost money to enter the secret realm, it costs money to exchange for pills, and it costs money to get the secret book, so what's the use of this personal disciple's identity?"

Luo Chen muttered dissatisfiedly, thinking how great his disciples were, but it turned out that it was still difficult to move an inch without money.

Nangong Ye suddenly couldn't hold back his face: "Pay attention to what you say, the teacher is the teacher, what old man?" ”

Luo Chen's mouth was deflated; "An old man is an old man! Are you a lad? ”

Nangong night

"The identity of this personal disciple is naturally useful, at least you can exchange exercises, equipment, pills and other things at half price, and you can also enter the secret realm to cultivate, other disciples want to enter but there is no chance."

Luo Chen's face was unhappy. "I don't have any money."

Nangong Ye was stunned for a moment.

"You're a poor person"

Luo Chen

"Old man, be careful when you speak!"

Nangong Ye looked angry; "You also tell me to pay attention, don't you look at your words and deeds, do you talk to the teacher like this?"

"Absolutely."

"Who!"

"Me."

"Boom"

"Ahh

A loud bang, a scream.

"Teacher, you're tired, why are you angry? The student will pour you tea. ”

Luo Chen's face got up from the ground, dizzy, Nangong Ye raised his head, and as soon as he lowered his head, he only felt that the sky had collapsed, and the whole world was eclipsed, and then he was blinded.

"Hmph."

Nangong Ye snorted coldly. "Be honest with me in the future."

"Yes, yes, yes."

Nangong Ye is just dissipated, and he can't clean up your little sample, he has been blind for most of his life.

"Actually, I can help you provide money, as long as you fight hard, you can help me defeat Wang Han in the future."

Luo Chen wondered: "Who is Wang Han?" ”

"Tianyuan No. 1, the dean's personal disciple, less than a year after entering Tianyuan, he taught all my disciples and didn't dare to say anything. And he has always occupied the first place in the Tianyuan list, I will give you money, you make good use of it, you must kill his sharpness, understand? ”

Luo Chen can only agree, what else can he do?

"But, teacher, I won't ask for your money, I want to earn it with my own hands and exchange it for everything I need." Nangong night is strange. "Why?"