Zheng Sanpang was shocked into a hot sweat.

What do you mean? Not a waste, refuse to accept?

What kind of strange rule is this, doesn't Shengjiu know that talent is very important?

Zheng Sanpang really couldn't understand that in this world, the higher the talent, the higher the qualification, and the faster the progress when cultivating.

In the Shengtian Academy, those famous teachers all like to recruit some talented students as their disciples.

However, this person he has known for a long time does not accept geniuses, only waste.

"Nonsense! It's nonsense! ”

Secretly said in his heart, as an old acquaintance, Zheng Sanpang planned to remind him, after all, this matter is not trivial.

It's just that before he spoke, Sheng Jiu had already urged him to leave.

"Teacher! Is it really okay for you to make these rules? ”

Although Shui Wuyue is not very old, she is very smart and knows that it is not appropriate to do this.

"Don't worry! There will be no problem. ”

Sheng Jiu replied with a smile.

One night last night, she found a book about talent in the Qiankun One Ring.

It is recorded in the book that the level of talent does determine the strength of the cultivation speed, but it is not absolute.

Some of these people with a low talent level also have a great chance of becoming a strong party.

As for the secret, it is closely related to the spiritual veins in their bodies.

Shui Wuyue put the small wooden board with many rules written in front of her according to Sheng Jiu's request, and she and Sheng Jiu stood behind the wooden board.

Today was supposed to be the day of the new students' enrollment, except for some people with excellent talents who have been completely assigned, the remaining students have not been assigned for the time being.

"Hey! Who is that teacher and why is his tone so loud? ”

When someone noticed the plank, they were directly shocked by the rules on the board.

"The one you said seems to be the Holy Nine Spirits of the Holy King's Mansion, the trainee tutor of the academy." Someone took one look and replied.

However, when he saw the contents of the plank, he was really shocked.

At the same time, many people have also noticed the situation on her side.

"What the hell is going on with this Holy Nine Spirit? Is it because she knows that someone is dealing with her, and she will never be able to complete the internship herself, so she gives up on herself? ”

"Not necessarily! I think there seems to be some conspiracy among the Holy Nine Spirits. ”

For a time, different people gave birth to different ideas.

Some people even came to the front in person in order to find out the truth and reality.

"Holy teacher! My name is Zhang Ming, a second-class student, I don't know if I can worship under your door? ”

"You should go to other teachers! I don't accept geniuses here. In line with the attitude of trying it out, I didn't want Zhang Ming to report the details, but he was directly rejected by Sheng Jiu.

While many people were shocked, many people came to test it.

But what was unpleasant was that the Holy Nine rejected all of their requests.

"It's been half a day, and there isn't even a piece of waste!"

Sheng Jiu frowned slightly, most of the people in the academy were talented second-class students, and only a small number of people were first-class talented, because the proportion was very small, it was a little difficult to find them.

"Teacher! Why don't we go get something to eat first? How about continuing when you've had enough to eat and drink? Shui Wuyue blushed her face, stretched out her hand to stroke her hungry stomach, the time had passed for a long time, and she was a little hungry and couldn't hold on.

"It's good!" Glancing at her, Sheng Jiu nodded slightly.

As soon as she stretched out her hand, she took back the plank, and was about to take Shui Wuyue to eat next to her, when a figure ran over panting.