Zhang Ye tried many times, but all failed, and he had completely cut off contact with his physical body, that is, Zhang Ye could never return to the consciousness of his own self.

The magical Daoist glanced at him with a smile, ignored it no longer, and officially joined the Heavenly Dao Palace in the midst of the monks of the Heavenly Dao Palace.

Zhang Ye watched this scene anxiously, but he couldn't do anything, and he had lost his body, and his consciousness was gradually dissipating into heaven and earth.

Zhang Ye never thought that he would be killed by himself, but if the magical Daoist could inherit his will and aim to destroy the Heavenly Dao Palace, it would be okay, but the setting of the magical Daoist was absolutely loyal to Dingyuan and the Heavenly Dao Palace, which was equivalent to Zhang Ye's death, which was meaningless.

Sometimes, life is like this, you feel like you have everything under control, but the unexpected always catches you off guard.

Zhang Ye's consciousness was only the last wisp left, and the forging system suddenly clicked: "Detect that the host is about to die, activate the hidden function." ”

It turns out that the forging system is not implanted in the physical body, but at the level of consciousness, Zhang Ye's spirit is masterful: "Hidden function? Could it be able to save me?"

"Start counting the host's property......" The system did not answer Zhang Ye, counting Zhang Ye's property one by one, "Lower grade spirit stones, 50,000 yuan, medium grade spirit stones, 100,000 ......"

Zhang Ye looked slumped, could it be that taking inventory of property is your hidden function?

The system was not slow, and listed Zhang Ye's income from striking iron over the years, including all the treasures obtained under the blood pool of the dark forest, and finally concluded: "Except for the magic weapon created by the host, the total value is 10,000 high-grade immortal stones!"

10,000 top-grade immortal stones, the warehouse of the first-class sect is not so full, is it? It is really an astronomical number, Zhang Ye never thought that he had entered the cultivation realm in just a few years, even if he did not complete the final goal, but he could work hard to achieve such a huge net worth, it was not in vain.

Just when Zhang Ye felt that his life was about to end, the system continued: "If the host satisfies the use of the hidden function, does it cost 10,000 top-grade immortal stones to be reborn?"

Zhang Ye was dumbfounded, he could do it again for 10,000 high-grade immortal stones? This is the hidden function of the system? It's awesome! After Zhang Ye was overjoyed, there was a pain in his flesh, 10,000 high-grade immortal stones, all the property.

"Sister System, how can my life be so valuable, seeing that we are so familiar, can we make a 20% discount?" Zhang Ye was unwilling, so he had to keep a little.

"No, I can't. The system coldly refused, and then said, "Countdown to host life, five, four, three......"

Zhang Ye is indeed about to dissipate in the world, as soon as he grits his teeth, he can earn it again when the money is gone, and if his life is gone, there will be nothing. 10,000 high-grade immortal stones, one day they will come back from the pit of the system.

"Okay, I'm willing!" As soon as Zhang Ye finished speaking, the system clicked, and his consciousness, which was about to dissipate, recondensed, and Zhang Ye felt that he had endless strength and flew towards his body.

The magical Taoist walked well, and suddenly stumbled, and Elder Dingyuan asked with concern, "Xiaoqi, what's wrong with you?"

Zhang Ye looked at his hands, and returned to his physical body again? He looked at the void, and a ball of brilliance was slowly dissipating, which was the magical Taoist consciousness that he had squeezed out.

The magical Taoist was originally fictionalized with part of Zhang Ye's consciousness, not to mention hatred and regret, let him return to heaven and earth.

Zhang Ye said to Elder Dingyuan, "I was a little excited to pass the entrance test. ”

Elder Dingyuan laughed twice, and then said seriously: "Although you have officially joined the Heavenly Dao Palace now, this is just the beginning, the appointment of the newcomer will come over in the afternoon, you do a good job, as long as you do well, I will ensure that you will be on the rise!"

With Elder Dingyuan as a backer, as long as Zhang Ye does not make mistakes, it is difficult to be promoted or not, so thank you immediately.

Because Zhang Ye is now a member of the Heavenly Dao Palace, he has his own courtyard, and in the afternoon, the appointment of the newcomer to teach and practice really arrived.

"Magical Daoist, from today onwards, he will serve as a newcomer teacher in the Ding class of Tianyi Academy, and he will take office immediately. "The deacon disciple of the Internal Affairs Hall handed Zhang Ye a jade plate, which was his entry order.

"There is labor. "Elder Dingyuan has already popularized with him, this Tianyi Courtyard is the place where new disciples receive training, according to the order of the ten heavenly stems, starting from A, B, C, D, and E, all the way to Ji Gengxin Non Gui, there are a total of ten classes, and Zhang Ye will take over the Ding class.

......

Zhang Ye came to Tianyi Courtyard, some of the little monks rolled their eyes while holding the Taoist scriptures, and some of the little monks danced wildly with flying swords and cut themselves down, causing others to laugh.

Seeing this thriving scene, Zhang Ye felt that he was also a lot younger, having said that, according to the age of mortals, he was less than thirty, but he was used to loneliness, and his mentality was a little vicissitudes.

Because of the new recruitment, he had to go to the dean's office to report, Zhang Ye asked a few minor monks, and then came to a courtyard, which was the office of the dean of Tianyi Academy.

Zhang Ye was standing at the door of a room, where an elderly man and a young monk were arguing about something, and Zhang Ye knocked on the door: "I'm a newcomer who came to report on the training." ”

The two stopped arguing and looked at Zhang Ye, the elder man's gaze was very easygoing, and he said, "Please come in." ”

But the female monk's eyes were hostile, which made Zhang Ye a little puzzled, but she still walked in generously.

"Dean, this is my appointment. Zhang Ye knew that the old man was the dean through the identity card on the table, and immediately handed over the jade card to verify his identity.

The dean took the jade plaque and examined it, and said in a kind voice: "Magical teaching, right?"

Zhang Ye sounded a little awkward, the Magical Daoist was already very bloody, and now it was called the Magical Sect? Zhang Ye said: "If the dean feels embarrassed, just call me the Magical Daoist." ”

"It's not awkward at all. The dean greeted, "In our Tianyi Academy, there is a teacher named Marzaha, and there is a teacher named Kilimanjaro, so it's embarrassing!"

Zhang Ye was in a cold sweat, so he was rare and weird?

But at this moment, the female monk on the side snorted coldly and muttered: "It's a relational again, magical, and the neuropathy is almost the same!"

Zhang Ye frowned, from the moment she came in, this female monk seemed to look at herself unpleasantly, could it be that she found that she was staring at her breast? Phew, it should be that she has no grievances with him, why do you hate yourself so much?

Zhang Ye didn't speak, and the dean scolded: "Xiaoru teaches Xi, how can you talk to your new colleagues?"

Xiaoru is the title of a female monk, she was scolded by the dean, she didn't look scared, but said confidently: "Dad, Ding Ban can't be handed over to him, such a relationship will only mislead people's children!"

"Workplace, you have to call me Dean!" The dean reprimanded righteously, probably because he knew that the backer of the Magical Daoist was Elder Dingyuan of the Law Enforcement Hall, and glanced at Zhang Ye as if flattering, and continued, "The Magical Teaching is in charge of the Ding class, which has been arranged by the Internal Affairs Hall a long time ago, besides, the Magical Teaching is in the entry test, the top three ratings, and the Tianyi Academy is all Qu Cai, so he will definitely be able to take our Ding class, how can he mislead people's children?"

The two argued again, but Zhang Ye understood, this Xiaoru teacher is the daughter of the dean of Tianyi Academy, the teacher of class B, she is against handing over class Ding to the magical Taoist, and wants one person to lead two classes.

In the end, the dean stopped Xiao Ru as a superior, and then apologized to Zhang Ye: "Magical teaching, Xiao Ru, she just doesn't understand you, I believe that you will be able to take Ding Ban well!"

"It doesn't matter, Xiaoru's teaching is also out of responsibility for his disciples. Zhang Ye looked at the female monk and arched his hand, "In the future, if you don't understand something, please give me more advice." ”

Zhang Ye's attitude was humble, and Xiaoru didn't seem to dislike him so much, but she still looked unkind and didn't talk to Zhang Ye.

The dean breathed a sigh of relief, the magical Taoist people were not as arrogant and difficult as those in the past, and they seemed to be quite easy to get along with, so he said: "Yes, everyone is colleagues, and harmony is the best, so what, the magical sect is not familiar with it when he first comes to Tianyi Academy, Xiaoru, you can take him to Ding Ban later." ”

"I don't bring it!" Xiao Ru snorted coldly and left directly.

The dean didn't have anything to do with his daughter, sighed, apologized to Zhang Ye again, and then said: "Actually, Xiaoru rejected you from taking Ding Ban, mainly because she and Wang Jiaoxi, the predecessor of Ding Ban, are good friends. ”

"It's just a pity that Wang Jiaoxi took the disciples of Ding Ban out to practice, but he died unexpectedly, which made Xiao Ru extremely uncomfortable, so she wanted to help bring Ding Ban out. ”

It turned out that the reason for this was the case, and Zhang Ye glanced at Xiaoru.

After the dean said this, he handed over the lesson plan that had been prepared long ago to Zhang Ye: "By the way, in a month, it will be the cultivation competition of Tianyi Academy, although you have just taken over the Ding class, I still hope that you can participate, after all, it is important to participate." ”

The cultivation competition is a bit like the previous inner door competition of the Lingtai Sect, where the winner and loser are determined by fighting.

"Okay Dean, I'll do my best. Zhang Ye agreed, if Ding Ban could win the cultivation competition, it would also be a merit for him, and Elder Dingyuan could take this opportunity to arrange for him to be promoted.

Zhang Ye had never taken a disciple with him, and after leaving the dean's office, he had been thinking about how to get along with the disciples, asked a few people, and came to the courtyard where Ding Ban was.

Zhang Ye smiled and pushed the door in, wanting to make a good impression on his disciples: "Disciples, I am your new ......."

Before he could finish speaking, a foul-smelling dung bucket fell from the door frame.