Those remarks were written in these books by the students and the teacher, it can be seen that the students here are really undisciplined, and the teacher and the students are the same, and Murong Lan was full of emotion when he learned of these remarks-if it continues to develop for such a long time, maybe the human race will perish by itself······

Although the words of these "radicals" are not good, they are all encouraging students to surpass themselves and surpass their predecessors, and although these students do this, no one disrespects their teachers! Students absorb the teacher's knowledge, but they do not blindly worship it.

Murong Lan even dared to assert that if the empire did not change itself, and the demon clan and the ghost clan were still so fixed, this continent would most likely fall into the hands of the demon clan······

After reading and sorting out all the books, Murong Lan let out a long breath, "Finally finished reading~"

"Yes~" A voice came into Murong Lan Zhihai, "Not only did you finish reading it, but you also cleaned up this place, it's really good~"

"Who are you?" asked Murong Lan, and there was also a plan in his heart—the strength of the person who spoke was not low.

"I, I'm the dean of this Fenris Academy, what's the matter?, come and talk to me?" As soon as the voice fell, a door in this room automatically opened, obviously to lure Murong Lan to him.

"Hey~" Murong Lan smiled and walked towards the door.

"Childe, be careful······" Xiaoqing's voice was a little nervous.

"It's okay~" Murong Lan walked proudly through the door, this is a corridor, and there are open doors in this corridor; Murong Lan walked through five open doors in a row, and then entered a very luxuriously decorated, but dusty room.

"Here, just sit down~"

"Hmm!" Murong Lan chose a slightly clean chair to sit down. When he sat down, a man slowly appeared in the chair opposite.

"The power of space!!" Xiaoqing exclaimed.

"Yes~" Murong Lan looked at the old man who appeared in front of him, and when he completely appeared, Murong Lan couldn't help but get up from the chair and stretched out his hand to point at the other party, "You! you!"

"You are really from the Empire!" the old man looked at Murong Lan and said, "Sit down, how did you recognize me?"

"Dean!" Murong Lan bowed, "You······ How are you in the Demon Domain?"

"Hehe~" The old man laughed softly, "You still have racial prejudice in your heart~"

"It's not prejudice, it's just ······" Murong Lan sat down and said, "Forget it, but I can understand why the teacher is in the empire~" It turned out that the old man in front of him was the dean of the Imperial Martial Academy, and Murong Lan had seen the portrait of the other party, and it was hung in the elder of the thousand generations.

"And what do you think of the various races?" asked the old man.

"It doesn't matter what race I am, I don't even know what race I am~" Murong Lan smiled and said, "But the power that the dean has space makes me curious~"

"But what I'm curious about is that you are actually a disciple of that guy Chiyo, and it is really not easy for him to accept disciples!" said the old man with a smile.

"Yes, for so many years, the teacher is just me as a disciple!"

"That's it, don't talk about him, he sent me a message, saying that he was going to live in the disciple's house, and I think he went to your house~"

"Yes. ”

"You've read so many books, but what have you learned?" asked the old man again, he also wanted to see how talented the young man in front of him was.

"Yes!" Murong Lan shared some of his views with the other party. The old man listened to Murong Lan's words and kept nodding his head, his eyes full of appreciation.

"Yes, yes, I'm not very old, it's really good to have this knowledge, I still have some inheritance about the power of space, you can also read it~" The old man turned a Qiankun bag out of a "garbage heap", and then threw it to Murong Lan.

"Inheritance, is this how the dean collects and inherits?" Murong Lan took the Qiankun bag and patted it for a long time before the dust was dispersed.

"If you don't look at it, give it back to me if you don't look at it!" said the old man, his beard curled up with excitement.

"Look! look!" Murong Lan hurriedly took out the book in the Qiankun bag, and when he took it out, he found that it was a bamboo slip, and there was nothing else.

"Just one!?" asked Murong Lan holding the bamboo slip.

"Yes~" The old man raised his head and said, "Good things, one is enough~"

"Oh~" Murong Lan unfolded the jade slip, only to see that the words inside were very special, not the words of this continent. Looking up and down, Murong Lan looked up at the old man, "Dean, the text here ······ Do you recognize them all?"

"I don't understand!" said the old man with a serious expression.

"Don't understand! You don't understand, this is also called inheritance?" Murong Lan couldn't wait to throw the bamboo slip on the old man's face.

"Although I don't understand everything, I also have the power of space because of it!" the old man said lightly, "Don't you think that there is a strong fluctuation of space power on that bamboo slip?"

"Oh?" Murong Lan opened the bamboo slip again, and then pretended to look carefully, as if he was feeling the power on the bamboo slip, but in fact, he was writing down all the words on it.

"Childe ~ How do I think you know the words in this inheritance·······" Xiaoqing said.

"Of course I understand, but I don't want the other party to know that I do!" Murong Lan wrote down every word in the bamboo slip, and then threw the bamboo slip to the old man, "You can also practice the power of space?

"Hehe, I really don't understand?" the old man said with a sense of meaning, and then carefully put the bamboo slips into the Qiankun bag and put it away, but then threw the Qiankun bag into the "garbage heap" at will.

"Hmph!" Murong Lan snorted coldly with black lines all over his head, just now he thought that the old man had "learned well";

"You're welcome!" the old man shouted angrily, "what are you going to do?"

"Your inheritance is useless to me, I have to make up for it for being so deceitful!"

"You read my entire academy book, what compensation do you need!?" The old man stepped forward to stop him, but he pounced, Murong Lan dodged early and continued to rummage.

A quarter of an hour later, Murong Lan found a few rare stones before he was satisfied with his hand, but when he turned his head, he saw the angry old man striding towards him, and the power of space on his body surged, "Get out! Get out! There are disciples who have teachers, there are no good things, get out of here!"

"Dean, didn't I just take something, what about you~"

"Get out! get out!" the old man roared angrily and pushed Murong Lan out, "Do you know what you are taking? It took me many years to collect them! Those are all extraterritorial!"

"Oops~" Out of the room, Murong Lan was carried by the old man and thrown out of Fenris Academy.

"Childe, you really lie and don't even make drafts. Xiaoqing muttered.

"If you don't say that, that old man will definitely try his best to keep me, I'm not interested in wasting time with him!" Murong Lan stood up and patted the dust on his body, this academy is really dirty.

"Bastard boy, I have time to go to Tianyu Mountain once!" a voice came from afar.

"Hey~" Murong Lan smiled and didn't say anything.

"Where's the inheritance?" asked Xiaoqing after leaving Fenris Academy.

"It can be inferred from those books in the palace that it is Heng Luowen, but I don't know where Heng Luo is~" Murong Lan said.

Out of Westminster City, Murong Lan didn't even want a carriage, and began to teleport with his magical powers, wanting to get to the next student as soon as possible.

"Childe, you can't teleport so arbitrarily!" Xiaoqing said, "This kind of purposeless chaotic teleportation will cause an accident!"

"What could happen!?" Murong Lan muttered as she showed her figure.

"Like now!" Xiaoqing's voice was a little resentful, "If you try again, can you still teleport?"

"Huh?" Murong Lan found that he really couldn't use teleportation, and he was still in a small town, because it was a small town, so Murong Lan didn't care, but took the initiative to teleport in, in order to come here to have a look, but he didn't expect to be in trouble.

"Childe, there are restrictions in many places on this continent, and you can't use your natural powers!" Xiao Qing said with some hatred.

"Oh? does that mean that cultivating supernatural powers is different from innate supernatural powers?" Murong Lan suddenly said, Xiaoqing's words were like thunder.

"Yes!"

"Ha~ Then I'm not in a good place!" Murong Lan looked around, and sure enough, he found that this place was surrounded and suppressed by a force, as if he was in the middle of the world, many methods were greatly reduced, and his talent and supernatural powers could not be used.

"What's so good?" Xiao Qing muttered, "I said I don't need to teleport, you don't need to! Now I'll tell you, it's a problem to get out of this place!"