Excuse me, free of courtesy, old and old Qingqiu, the holy dragon tutor of Longyan Academy. The old man waved his hand and introduced his identity.

Speaking of this, he raised his sleeves, looked left and right, and pulled a few times hard, and rubbed a few times hard.

Everyone looked at him in confusion, not knowing what he was doing.

"Haha, I found it, this is the symbol of Longyan Academy, as well as the logo of the Holy Dragon Mentor, you take a good look, don't talk about the decay impostor and deception. The old man raised his sleeves and laughed, it turned out that he wanted to prove his identity to Mu Nan and the others. It seems that he is quite self-aware, and his own image has just made people not so convinced.

Looking at his sleeve, Mu Hanyan and the others were all black lines.

I saw that the two sleeves were stained with oil, as if they had not been washed for decades, but under his rubbing, two lifelike dragon shapes appeared in the oil, looming but also beautiful.

It is said that every disciple or teacher of the Rock Dragon Academy would embroider the academy badge on their clothes to prove their identity. The difference is that the average student and teacher has only one, and it is embroidered.

As for the Holy Dragon Mentor, there are two of their badge symbols, and they are condensed by their own cultivation, not only will they not disappear for thousands of years, but they also have strong defensive capabilities.

Of course, it was extremely difficult to condense such a dragon-shaped badge with one's own cultivation, and some Holy Dragon Masters couldn't do it themselves, so this dress was passed down from master to apprentice from generation to generation.

Wenren Qingqiu's clothes were enough to prove his identity, but everyone forgot to salute, and their faces flashed strange expressions at the same time, and they had the same thought in their hearts: Sure enough, he is a master, he is different from ordinary people, look, a holy dragon robe that has been passed down from generation to generation has been ruined by him like this, and he doesn't know who his apprentice is, it is really unlucky!

Of course, such a somewhat joking thought quickly disappeared from my mind. If you can really become a disciple of the Holy Dragon Master, let alone dress sloppily, even if you wear beggar clothes, they are willing to run naked.

And even if you can worship him as a teacher, this holy dragon robe is not qualified for everyone to wear. Only by inheriting his mantle, staying in Longyan Academy to teach, and staying up to enough qualifications and strength, can he be qualified to inherit this robe.

No matter how sloppy this robe is, it is a holy dragon robe after all, a symbol of identity, status and strength.

"The younger generation visits the seniors...... Greeting the seniors of the people......" Everyone outside the courtyard saluted one after another, bowing respectfully and bending down.

"It's all out of courtesy. Hearing this, Qingqiu's arms were raised, and everyone was gently lifted.

It may seem like a small force, but it is so endless that it is impossible to resist.

Seeing his strength again, everyone forgot about the robe, and looked at Wenren Qingqiu's gaze with even more reverence.

"I still have some things to talk about, so please stay away for a moment. Wenren Qingqiu said to everyone outside the courtyard with a kind face.

"Okay, don't dare to disturb the seniors, let's go. Everyone was lightly touched by the word of invitation, and in the blink of an eye, they were all gone.

"You are the owner of this Nanmu Auction House, you have to buy all these herbs. Wenren Qingqiu grabbed Mu Nan's hand and asked anxiously.

"Hmm. Mu Nan subconsciously hummed.