The samurai academy is located on the Tianzhu Peak in the center of Liju.

Tianzhu Peak is located in the most powerful place of the Force in Lizhou, spanning more than ten miles and reaching into the sky - considering the height of the dungeon itself, this is considered to be the sky above the head, or to put it unromantically - it is about to be above the ground.

Tianzhu Peak is from top to bottom, and there is a huge blue light seal suspended above its head, its shape is yin and yang gossip, and its light is dark day and night.

Below the seal, there was a goose-egg-like boulder that stood at the top of Tianzhu Peak.

Down, there is a piece of Qionglou Yuyu, strange rocks everywhere, between the green bamboos, there is a small bridge and flowing water, the winding path is secluded; At the end of the winding path, there is a pavilion, the horn looks at the clouds, and the bamboo tiles stir up the fog.

Under the clouds, there was a woman in a cigarette shirt.

Fuqin, silent.

Suddenly, a thud in the bamboo forest broke the silence, and a squirrel jumped on the pine branch and disappeared into the pine leaves in a blink of an eye.

The woman frowned, the corners of her mouth moved slightly, and the sound was full of shock:

"Who is it?"

The bamboo leaves sounded, squirming, an old man climbed out with his hands, patting the bamboo leaves on his body, his person was thin and tall, with crane hair and a childish face, a purple robe, a bun soaring to the sky, a sexy white beard exuding a majestic majesty, his eyes and eyebrows, narrowed into four seams up and down.

"Senior Sister Xuanyue, isn't it good for your health to play the piano like this?"

"Senior brother in charge?"

The woman named "Senior Sister Xuanyue" stood sideways, wearing a purple cigarette shirt, with shaved shoulders and waist; White satin wraps the chest, the peaks and ravines are faint, and there seems to be a faint fragrance; The slanted bun is like a waterfall, flowing through like a dream; Fine lines climb up to the beautiful face, adding a mature charm.

The old man didn't squint, and then handed the woman a reward sheet:

"Now it's time to call the dean...... Hasn't Yuan Ai come back yet? ”

The woman bowed her head and frowned, and the name of Dongfang Yuanai was written on the bounty list, saying that she had plagued the citizens of Lizhou in a year, and had been rumored to be a "god of death" by the people.

"This girl!"

"What are you going to do with her?"

"That's what you're here to ask about?"

"One more thing......"

The old man was about to open his mouth, when he suddenly saw a sword shadow crossing, rampage in the low air, and suddenly fell in front of Xuan Yue, and then the sword shadow was closed, and two people jumped down from above, and when they looked closely, it was Dongfang Yuanai, and a young man in a green shirt.

……

After experiencing a bout of vertigo, Songming landed on his feet.

Looking around, there are pine, bamboo and stone pavilions, exceptionally quiet, the old man and the woman in front of them are dressed up in a worldly manner, it seems that they can feel their restrained Taoist aura, secretly surprised in their hearts, dare not make a noise, only after a few glances, then respectfully poked at the side of Dongfang Yuanai.

Dongfang Yuanai put away the short sword and introduced to Song Ming:

"This beauty is my master, Xuan Yue, the elder of the Discipline Hall, very powerful; This whitebeard is our dean, a real person with blue lights. ”

The old man's face was ugly, and he covered his mouth and coughed lightly:

"Ahem, Lan Ting Zhenren."

Yuan Ai Enlightenment:

"Yes, yes, that's the name, you're the dean of the fake."

Then he came to Lan Tingzhen's side, took the dean's thick arm and said:

"Uncle Dean, I'll introduce you to a disciple!"

Lan Ting Zhenren's sturdy old face suddenly showed an embarrassed expression, glanced at Song Ming at the end, and then glanced sideways at Xuan Yue, then retracted his gaze, stroked his white beard and said:

"Ahem, as soon as I talked about you, you came back, how about 'going out to practice'? Didn't hurt anyone, did you? As for the disciples, the academy is very strict in accepting people......"

Dongfang Yuanai didn't wait for him to finish speaking, he raised his hand, pulled down his old neck forcefully, and whispered into his ear:

"Shhhh

Lan Tingzhen's old face turned red, and he immediately used internal force to force this face down, pushed Yuan Ai away, and said:

"Don't ...... that"

turned to look at Song Ming carefully:

The boy ...... Wow, it's amazing, you have a spiritual light spewing out from the heavenly spirit cover, you know, you have a body of horizontal muscles and bones at a young age, it's a martial arts wizard once in a hundred years, if one day you get through the second vein of Rendu, you don't fly to the sky, as the so-called I don't go to hell, who goes to hell ......"

At this moment, Song Ming's eyes widened innocently, and he had the illusion of seeing Bole.

Then, there was an even more magical scene.

In Songming's ears, Lan Tingzhenren's voice became smaller and smaller, until he was silent, while Lan Tingzhen's mouth was still talking about something, as if he had pressed the mute button.

Thinking that there was something wrong with his ears, Song Ming stuffed his index finger into his ear and turned it back and forth, but there was still no sound......

When I was feeling strange, I suddenly heard Xuan Yue shouting sharply on the side:

"Yuan Ai, do you think you can't hear it if you whisper as a teacher?"

Song Ming didn't know what was going on, goodbye Lan Ting Zhenren, still talking "mute", but the voices of Xuan Yue and Yuan Ai on the side were clearly audible.

"Strange ......"

Song Ming only felt that the feeling in his ears was very strange, but he couldn't describe it, he couldn't help shaking his head, shaking his ears, closing his eyes and listening quietly, but he still couldn't hear the slightest voice of Lan Ting Zhenren.

At this time, Dongfang Yuanai suddenly jumped to Xuan Yue's side, hugged Master's soft waist with both hands, and said coquettishly with a raised face:

"Why, Master, the dean has agreed!"

Elder Xuanyue's beautiful face was almost expressionless, cold as frost:

"This kid has very bad roots, and he is already an adult, so he doesn't have to waste his good youth on martial arts...... The cruelty of the samurai world is not something that such surface people can imagine. ”

Song Ming listened carefully to every word of Xuan Yue, as if his heart was bearing every piece of knife, he poked there aggrievedly, and stopped talking.

Dongfang Yuanai fiddled with Xuan Yue's white jade-like arms and continued to say:

"No, no, I want him! If you don't accept it, I'll be his master. ”

"You still dare to say that this time you were rewarded by the General's Mansion, you don't want to leave the academy for the rest of your life!"

Xuan Yue said in a cold voice, while waving her hand and twisting her two fingers lightly:

"Mingyindao, Konggu Prison Sound!"

Song Ming was stunned, only to feel that the sound of the piano echoed in his ears, lingering, and soon occupied the entire brain, dizzy for a while, and even maintained a clear consciousness, it was very difficult.

"No, Master!"

Dongfang Yuanai shouted, like a cat, a fierce spirit ran away, pulled out a short sword sideways, stepped on the sword and went straight into the fog sky, shouting from top to bottom:

"Xiao Mao, I'll go first, see you later-"

"Don't—"

Before Song Ming could speak, Yuan Ai was gone.

Leaving him alone, facing Xuan Yue and Lan Ting Zhenren alone, this made him a little nervous, and his heart began to beat faster, like the flapping sound of a landlubber falling into the water.

Xuan Yue didn't chase after Yuan Ai who ran away, but turned around and glared at Lan Ting Zhenren.

By the way, he glanced at Song Ming, and saw that he was covered in blood, so he took out a red pill from the space ring and threw it to Song Ming, and he didn't look at him squarely, and said coldly:

"Let's go!"

Song Ming carefully took the pill, looked left and right for a long time, and then stuffed it into his mouth, before he had time to say thanks, he listened to the sound of the piano, and Elder Xuanyue had already stepped away, leaving only the Qingfen of the bamboo leaves.

Lan Ting Zhenren looked at Xuan Yue's distant figure, he was silent for a long time, his face suddenly turned solemn, and after Xuan Yue's Dao technique disappeared, he finally said a voice in his mouth:

"The old man has been cultivating for hundreds of years, and I haven't seen you and other people with such an even Yuan Dao, so don't be persistent, this is not the way you want to go, you better go down the mountain quickly, if your injuries are not sent to the hospital for treatment, I am afraid that there will be sequelae."

Song Ming listened carefully, like a cold rain, knowing that it was useless to say more, he endured the feeling of loss and questioning, took out the bamboo slip in his arms, and only asked lightly:

"I have an admission ticket for the entrance exam for the samurai academy, when will this exam be held?"

Lan Ting real people didn't even look at the bamboo slips:

"First, it's not your admission ticket; Second, this admission ticket is a forgery; Thirdly, this exam is over; The so-called providence is like this, you have no fate with the Tao, just go down the mountain. ”

Although I am unwilling, I am irrefutable!

Song Ming had to lift his legs and go down the mountain, he casually found a trail, all the way down, and after a few steps, he gradually felt a little aggrieved in his heart.

The more he thought about it, the more angry he became, and after ten steps, his feet were like numbness, and he couldn't help himself, so he simply turned pale, turned around and walked quickly, returned to the top of the mountain in minutes, stood behind Lan Ting Zhenren, and asked in a stunned voice:

"Since there is no connection with the Tao, what is that fate?"

Lan Ting's real person stroked his beard:

"Whoever rebels against heaven must first follow the way of heaven. After a long time, fate comes. ”

After that, he brushed his sleeves away.

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