Mu Feng was sitting near the aisle at this time, and there were four people gathered on his left, and from time to time they looked at him Mu Feng's side, talking about something.

One of the boys with small eyelids had envious eyes, looked at Mu Feng and said, "Damn, that kid is really lucky, and there are girls who take the initiative to talk" This is like the resentment saved by being single for many years, and there is not only envy but also a little resentment in that eyes.

And a rugged man beside him replied: "Cut, it's just a little white face, women are superficial, and a man's charm does not depend on his face" said that he bent his arm to show off his muscles, and this thick arm seemed to be beautiful in his eyes.

Hearing this, one of the people sitting behind him sneered: "Is this the reason why you are ugly and confident?" The young man who spoke was also considered to be emaciated, so he naturally disagreed with him.

The man frowned when he heard this, turned around, and said, "What do you mean, I'm not handsome?"

"To deceive others is to do evil, but to deceive oneself is nothing"

One of the people who hadn't yet spoken hurriedly said, "Accumulate virtue!"

"Why?"

"At least he is the only one who deceives"

"Haha~ha"

The others burst into laughter, but they controlled their tones, and no one paid any attention to them, after all, the classroom was full of noise now, but laughing and laughing, the three of them were about to face the screaming wails under the domination of the muscles, and of course no one was trying to save them.

When these people were gossiping boringly, in the pure land in the corner, Mu Feng was still struggling with the name of the girl next to him.

"Shangguan? or Ouyang, why do you think about it more and more chaotically, do you want to ask?"

Mu Feng was entangled, the girl looked at Mu Feng's strange expression, and staged a big drama of self-doubt in her heart: "Does he have an opinion about me, didn't he wash his face when he went out? Or is his clothes not dressed properly? Or do I have a smell on my body?"

She looked east and west, but she didn't find anything strange, and the doubts in her heart were about to catch up with Mu Feng's entanglement.

Mu Feng thought about it, sat next to him and chatted for a few words, and took the lead in asking, "Eh, what's your name?"

The girl belonged to the more introverted one, and replied timidly: "My name is Murong Miaomiao."

Mu Feng was relieved, and thought: "Murong, I guessed wrong, it's good that I didn't say it, otherwise it would be embarrassing."

Mu Feng is actually not very good at chatting with girls, and it is okay to be cheerful to Zhao Lin'er, this kind of silent type really doesn't know how to talk awkwardly, and he usually chats with his sister Mu Xue, and his sister does have some talent in companionship.

They were silent for a long time, the atmosphere in the air was a little strange, compared with the noise around them, this corner was like a rare pure land, quiet and peaceful.

I really felt strange, Murong Miaomiao also felt that she was about to say something, but she was about to speak: "You ······"

At this moment, Han Hao, the head teacher, walked in from the door with a pile of things, stopped in the middle of the podium, and said in a loud voice: "Morning students, today is the first class of our third combat class"

Then, Han Hao made some cliché openings, picked up the marker on the table, and wrote the white board behind him.

Taking advantage of the fact that the head teacher finished speaking, Mu Feng turned his head to look at the girl next to him and asked, "What did you just say?"

Murong Miao shook her head repeatedly like a rattle, and said, "No, it's nothing" The voice seemed to slip out of his mouth, whispering.

Mu Feng didn't ask more, Han Hao had already put down his pen and was ready to start this class, and everyone below also paid attention to the stage, after all, this was the first lesson of the Forgotten Heart Academy, although this class was more like cultural propaganda such as entrance education.

Sure enough, the first thing Han Hao said was "Today's first class, aside from the course, first of all, I want to explain to you, what is a spiritual cultivator, I know that many of you have been cultivating for a while, and even studied in other spiritual colleges, those basic knowledge, I won't talk about those things, you can go to elective courses, or you will have the opportunity to learn them after three months." ”

"So what I want to talk about is something that can't be learned in other classes, about some things that we spiritual practitioners don't know, is there any student who is good at history, can you tell us about the origin of spiritual practitioners" Han Hao looked around the following circle, waiting for someone to respond.

There are mostly boys in the combat class, and most of them like fighting, and the cultural class is uneven, so as soon as this statement came out, Zhang Mengting was the most active, and raised her right hand for the first time, eager to try: "Teacher, I'll come"

Han Hao looked at this positive girl, smiled and said: "Deputy class leader, very positive, tell everyone, I think there may be classmates in our class who don't know" This is indeed true, there are so many people in the class, almost recently become spiritual cultivators, catch up with the big expansion, sprout new airborne forgetfulness academy, and start from scratch.

"More than 100 years ago, natural disasters broke out all over the world, and human beings were facing extinction, and a heavenly palace came to the world every day to save ······"

Zhang Mengting narrated, from the disaster a hundred years ago, to the birth of the first spiritual cultivator of mankind, from the destruction of the end to the rise of the new world, some people who came into contact for the first time were fascinated by it, as if they were in that era, this history is not so complicated, it is not a new era spelled out by blood, but more like the enlightenment of a new culture.

Ten minutes later, Zhang Mengting stopped when she talked about the establishment of the new federal government.

Han Hao nodded, motioned for Zhang Mengting to sit down with his hand, and did not forget to praise: "Deputy squad leader, what you said is good, everyone should know a little bit about this history, but this is only something that the general public is familiar with, and we spiritual cultivators have more information."

"People think that the appearance of the Heavenly Palace is a miracle, and the spiritual cultivator is a god-given ability, but in fact, it is not all like this, the birth of the spiritual practitioner is a gift from this planet, but the reason for it is actually related to human beings themselves, I think some of you should have heard the story of the Forbidden Void."

When Han Hao said this, most of the people in the class were at a loss, and they all looked back to find someone who knew how to do it.

"Did you know?"

"I don't know, I haven't heard of it"

And Mu Feng belongs to those who still know something, but he also learned about the forbidden place from the mouth of Mohaikou.

Han Hao looked down, looked at the faces with more than a dozen different expressions, and then said: "It is rumored that more than a hundred years ago, when spiritual cultivators were in their infancy, because in the disaster, I don't know whether it was the heavens or other reasons, human beings lost almost all the scientific and technological materials that could fly into the sky, and fell back to mortal dust overnight."

"Soon after the appearance of the Heavenly Palace, human beings are eager to explore the mysteries, and there are many people who awaken the ability to fly in this strong desire, and the temporary federal government at that time integrated all the spiritual cultivators who have the ability to fly, but when everyone wants to penetrate the sky and ascend to the Heavenly Palace, there is an accident, and all the spiritual cultivators who have broken through the height of 10,000 meters have completely disappeared into the clouds, and there is no news. There were no bones, and then under pressure, the federal government at that time sent many people to embark on the journey to the top of the Heavenly Palace, but in the end they all died without a problem, and the area above 10,000 meters became synonymous with death, and the Heavenly Palace was also made a forbidden place. ”

Of course, these are also the messages released by the Federation, but in the following years, there is another version circulating in the market, it is rumored that the Heavenly Palace is not inhabited by the so-called gods, but a human being, a human with divine power, who created a spiritual practitioner by himself when the world was destroyed, and he mastered the secrets of this spiritual cultivator, because it helped human beings to tide over the difficulties, so the soul was sealed in the Heavenly Palace above 10,000 meters, and the Federation has helped to develop spiritual teaching for many years in order to explore the Heavenly Palace and seek the truth. ”

"This is the first point, the second point is this world, since a hundred years ago, this world has been undergoing earth-shaking changes all the time, the living soul is extinct, the earth has changed, the section is broken, human beings are actually still in the cracks of survival, what kind of scene is outside the border, we don't know, there is a long-lasting sea fog in the South China Sea, there is an ice wall in the north, endless mines in the southwest, full of mysterious magnetic fields, thousands of ravines in the eastern region, cut off the road before and after, our country is isolated in the land of tiles, and the spiritual practitioner is the key to explore the mysteries of the world, enter the forbidden area of no one, step the footprints of human beings out of the greenhouse, in this new world, open up the territory。

"I say so much to tell you, in this era, what kind of role the spiritual practitioner plays, I see that most of you come in high spirits, want to rely on the glory of the spiritual practitioner, enjoy life, and return to your hometown, if you really think so, please quit the combat class, this is not suitable for you, it is better to go to an ordinary academy"

Han Hao chose to talk about these in the first class also has his own reasons, since he embarked on the spiritual path, what he heard the most from his teacher was the story of the Forbidden Empty Land, that initial era, that inexplicable disappearance, the mysterious Heavenly Palace, attracted countless spiritual cultivators of the same era, but after so many years, it was still a mystery, he just wanted to tell these children that spiritual cultivators are not to be happy, but also to shoulder.

After hearing these words, Mu Feng solved some doubts, whether it was Wen Lan or Yun Meng, the high-level spiritual cultivators he could contact were all in the academy, or related to the federal government, and the common people rarely had spiritual powerhouses, they were all weak chickens of the first and second order, and the awakening ability was even few, in fact, it should not be the case, he once asked Mo Hai, Mo Hai just said that he would always understand, he didn't understand at the time, and now he finally understands where those spiritual cultivators went.

"There is a sentence in the brochure that was handed out yesterday, have you all seen it?

"Born in adversity, forgotten in good times"

After Han Hao said that, Mu Feng raised his hand for the first time and asked, "Teacher, shouldn't it be death" Mu Feng was very concerned about this, and he always felt that it was a typo.

"Good question, that sentence was originally born in adversity, and died in good times, that is to hope that the college will keep its original heart and be prepared for danger in times of peace, so when mentioning this school precept, the original meaning is death, but thinking again and again added a heart under death, the old principal once said that the decades after the human disaster were too smooth, and most of the time it was not life but the heart, the heart of awe, the heart of struggle, and the heart of survival.

If you say it, Han Hao looked at the faces below, some disagreed, some Chen Ruo meditated, and some of them were unpredictable, he seemed to be in a hurry, sorted out his things, chopped the paper on the desk and said, "Okay, that's the end of the extracurricular talk, now let's start today's lesson,"

Mu Feng: "Extracurricular talk ······"