"Senior Brother Song, what are you still doing in a daze? I've been thinking about it for five years, and once the good news comes, isn't it confusing for Le?" Senior Brother Guo didn't know what he was thinking in his heart at all, so he dragged Song Yi out and walked out.

Song Yi gave up struggling, took a deep breath, and stepped out. Okay, since this matter has Mo Qingning's operation in it, there is no need to escape. He has not yet broken through the last layer of the Liuquan Heart Technique, Mo Qingning should be clear, stuck at this juncture to order, whether he wants to make it difficult for himself, or if there are really any variables, he has to put himself up first, Song Yi is bold to face the battle, see what his idea is.

All the way to the Bounty Court, the news of Song Yi's promotion seemed to have spread, and several senior brothers and sisters who were born in front of him came to greet him and congratulate him on skipping the grade. Song Yi didn't recognize them at all, and they didn't pay attention to them when they came last time, but now they all looked familiar, a little embarrassed, and they all just dealt with it.

Coming to the upstairs of the management points, the round-faced junior sister and several other junior brothers rushed up and gathered around to see Song Yi, who "has not made progress for five years, and today suddenly spreads his wings and flies high" - this is the original words of the round-faced junior sister.

Song Yi was very unaccustomed to this kind of enthusiastic surrounding, and gave them the onlookers red ears and flattered, and finally got out of a circle of congratulations. At this time, Senior Brother Guo took out his booklet from the drawer and counted his points so far again, and not a single cent was bad.

This score is indeed enough to rise to a first-class disciple.

Originally, doing homework to earn points is a supplement to the serious practice, using what you have learned to make some contributions to the sect, and at the same time, this kind of "usual performance" can also be used to deduct some hard indicators for assessment and promotion when the disciples are really unable to grow, such as the stubble that Senior Brother Guo mentioned when Song Yi first came over.

Of course, Song Yi no longer needs to relax the standards now, his cultivation has already surpassed the standards of the disciples of the lower court, and he has been promoted to the first level of the lower court.

After Senior Brother Guo finished sorting out and stamped him, Song Yi signed according to the rules, pressed his handprint, put away the booklet, resigned Senior Brother Guo and Senior Sister Round Face, and ran to the main building of the lower courtyard.

The upper courtyard and the lower courtyard of the Yuequan Sect are not a closed and independent concept, it does not mean that the upper courtyard is entrenched on the north mountain, surrounded by a wall, and is not allowed to enter without swiping the access control card;

In fact, the upper and lower courtyards of the Yuequan Sect are a large open building complex, which is scattered with functional areas such as the Bounty Garden, the Fengyi Garden, the Zhengyang Garden, the Conferring Fishing Garden, the Echo Courtyard, and the residences of the people. The two academies intersect and integrate with each other, which not only facilitates the exchange and exchange of teachers and apprentices in the school, but also improves the efficiency of various work.

The functions of each courtyard and courtyard are different, and there are a small number of buildings that cannot be set foot on by the disciples of the lower courtyard, and only the disciples of the upper courtyard and even the first-class disciples of the upper courtyard are qualified to enter.

In Song Yi's view, this is a bit like the pattern in the university, although there are graduate buildings, doctoral buildings and other places for different academic classes, but the whole university is not divided into different campuses, but some places are not allowed to enter casually.

Under this arrangement, the upper and lower courtyards of the Yuequan Sect each have a main courtyard, which are located in the valleys on both sides, facing each other from east to west. These two main courts basically assume the task of the comprehensive building, where the affairs of the courtyard will be announced, the elders and the masters and apprentices will meet here, including when the disciple level is promoted, and the official announcement and handover will be made here.

Hurriedly walking into the main courtyard of the lower court, Song Yi looked around curiously. It was the first time he had entered, and there was no wall to seal it off, and there was no towering gate, a grove of trees separating the main courtyard from the road outside, which seemed natural and intimate, and the birds chirping overhead, and the mountains in the distance were green, and the sky was half blue, and half was already hung with golden red fiery clouds.

The main courtyard of the lower courtyard is standing in the middle of the courtyard, dozens of steps in front of the gate are extended down, on both sides are stout and regular columns, vermilion walls, blue tiles, the white ground is spotless, the eaves are hung with copper-colored wind chimes, the atmosphere is solemn, majestic and magnificent.

Surrounded by greenery, there are large pale red flowers hanging on the tips in full bloom, and when the breeze passes, the petals flutter one after another, falling like rain, and the fragrance is blowing on the face.

Song Yi took a deep breath of the moist and fragrant air, only to feel that his mind was open and his heart was relaxed.

There were several disciples standing in the courtyard, and Song Yi didn't recognize them, thinking that they should be in charge of assisting the masters and elders in the management of the main court of the lower courtyard.

For the cultivation path, the Yuequan Sect pays attention to comprehensiveness and practicality, and its style tends to enter the WTO, not the kind of martial idiot sect that only tries to improve behind closed doors, but does not understand the rules of the red dust. For all courts and courtyards, disciples have been dispatched to assist in the work, the purpose is to exercise their work ability and communication skills in addition to cultivation. Otherwise, it will be bad if you don't understand the world when you go out in the future, and it will be difficult to move an inch.

For example, on the Bounty Court's side, except for Senior Brother Guo, who has been working in the Bounty Court for several years and has begun to take the lead alone, Senior Sister Round Face and the other two disciples are all transferred from other parts of the Lower Court, and this year they happened to be in the Bounty Court, so they assisted Senior Brother Guo in handling matters related to homework distribution and point management.

Seeing Song Yi walk in, a young man in Tsing Yi in the courtyard greeted him and said with a smile: "Senior Brother Song is here, Master is waiting for you, please hand me the score book." ”

"Thank you, thank you. ”

Song Yi handed him the points booklet, he flipped through a few pages, nodded again and again, and then led Song Yi into the main court, all the way to the third floor, saying that he would receive the promotion announcement here.

The hall is spacious, with nine lotus lanterns hanging under the high roof, and on the seat in the middle sits a middle-aged woman with kind eyebrows, with an elegant posture and a smile on her eyebrows. On the table in front of him were books, pen and ink, and a crimson scroll, presumably a proclamation for Song Yi.

After the two entered, she got up and stepped forward and said, "It's just right, you are Song Yi, it's not easy, no one has been approved by the head of the house for many years." ”

It's okay not to mention this stubble, but when she mentioned it, Song Yi felt uncomfortable, and wanted to say something to divert the topic, but she raised her voice and smiled at the east wall: "You Senior Brother Song are here, come and get to know each other." ”

Song Yi was stunned, is there anyone else?

Before the words fell, the east wall had quietly opened, and a side door was exposed, and a group of people ran out of the door, rushing towards Song Yi with a curious look.

Song Yi's body tightened, he was terrible about this kind of scene, he had just given a round of onlookers in the bounty court, and he couldn't help but want to retreat, but the young man in Tsing Yi blocked his retreat, and said with a smile: "Here are all the disciples of Master, Master Yu and Master Li, the three masters have a good relationship, and the disciples often practice together, and they are very familiar with each other." If Senior Brother Song doesn't dislike it, you are welcome to come and play often, give us lessons, and give us some tips. ”

"Whatever I say, I'm coming, and I'm learning from all of you. ”

Song Yi didn't dare to hold it up, and the master stared at it.

The disciples swarmed over, and in an instant, they had surrounded Song Yi in the center, and countless curious eyes fell on him like sharp swords.

"You have to work hard, and when you go to the hospital in the future, you can get the handwritten letter from the head of the house like Senior Brother Song. ”

The woman stood next to her with a smile, and her words were like pouring salt on Song Yi's wounds.

Song Yi felt like he had become an orangutan in a zoo, surrounded by hungry tourists, some waving bananas, others whistling, and the camera shutter clicking and flashing......

"Senior Brother Song, what did you do, why did the head of the family sign it for you personally?"

A thirteen or fourteen-year-old little girl with a childish face squeezed in front of Song Yi, tilted her head and asked.

Ouch, little friend, you are really direct, your Senior Brother Song and I are because we got into trouble with the Fengyi Court and gave Mo Qingning a handful of things......

Song Yi bent down slightly and smiled at her: "The head of the sect is kind and cares for the junior disciples, you probably also know that Senior Brother Song has not made much progress in the past five years, and he has just made a little insignificant achievement recently, so the head of the sect immediately came to encourage me." ”

"In this way, what are the achievements of Senior Brother Song?" Another chubby young man also squeezed over, his eyes were sharp, and he shot at Song Yi's body: "Swordsmanship? Magic circle? It's not me bragging, our master is the most proficient person in the Yuequan Sect in the magic circle, if you want to talk about this alone, even the elders can't compare to it." ”

With that, he turned his head to look at the woman standing next to him, his face full of pride. Song Yi's heart moved, is this master studying the magic circle?

"You kid, if you give me random propaganda again, I'll do some research, and it's not good to fight at all. The woman smiled, like a kind aunt: "Mentioning the magic circle with you Senior Brother Song is really an axe, you must know that his master, Master Du, is a first-class master of the magic circle." Moreover, Master Du's cultivation is so high, his foundation is so deep, and the same magic circle can play a much more powerful role in his hands than in my hands. ”

"So powerful?" The little fat man was taken aback, and muttered, "It's a pity that Master Du is gone, how nice it would be to see him use the magic circle with my own eyes...... Hey, by the way, isn't Senior Brother Song here? Senior Brother Song, what magic circle did your master teach you? Come and open our eyes?"

Chubby, which pot are you not opening in front of your brother......

Song Yi was embarrassed for a while, and his mouth gradually ran out of words.

Seeing that he was embarrassed, the woman covered her mouth and smiled, and said to the young people: "Don't keep pestering you Senior Brother Song, don't you have anything to do, go down and wait first, don't miss the time." ”

"yes, I almost forgot about this, let's go!"

A young girl in the crowd exclaimed, others echoed, and dozens of people scattered from Song Yi's side like water at a low tide, rushing downstairs, and only the original three people were left in the hall.

What's the matter?

Song Yi was curious, but it was not easy to ask more. The woman walked over, took his score scroll from the young man in Tsing Yi, flipped through the end, smiled and nodded, and then handed him the scroll on the table, congratulating him on his promotion to a first-class disciple in the lower court.