Taking a step from the doorway, several people appeared in the courtyard belonging to Wu Er.

Almost teleporting across the spatial distance, it is not that the first dean and the first city lord have the strength of the sky, as well as the ability to defy the sky, but they are close to the space in the Shenwu Academy. The Lingbao-level space is powered by the vitality of the ancient martial arts, and in the Shenwu Academy, which has a strong atmosphere of ancient martial arts, it is possible to jump space for a short distance with this proximity.

Of course, such a spiritual treasure is also extremely rare in the Shenwu Academy, and it also requires a huge amount of ancient martial force to attract it.

“…… We want to take in apprentices. ”

Sima Yan and the Seven Spirits have excellent physiques, and if they are taught well, they will definitely be able to break through the extreme realm of martial arts and create the myth of the god king. The First Dean and the First City Lord were overjoyed by this, they had survived for a long time, and they were already very little enthusiastic about the things of the world, but the Martial God King of the Ultimate Realm still affected their surging blood nerves.

Murong Jiu's strange soul surprised them, and the mysterious person who created the Seven Colored True Body Seven Spirits also made them sigh to themselves, but as the first dean and the first city lord, they were confident that they also had the strength to surprise the world.

In order to cultivate the disciples of the God King, as well as to study more martial arts, they will definitely spare no effort to teach them.

They left the mysterious young man still on the stone bed, sitting upright on a chair, two pairs of shining eyes staring at Murong Jiu, fighting for the right to accept apprentices.

Apprentices?

Two old immortal guys want to take in apprentices?

Feeling their hungry eyes, Murong Jiu's heartbeat accelerated slightly, the blood flow accelerated slightly, and the emotions of shock and excitement hit the nerves of his brain directly, his thinking was disordered, and his eyes gradually became ethereal and blurry:

In the vast clouds, Murong Jiu is three feet tall, he is wearing a black python robe, python boots on his feet, and a python crown on his head, standing on top of the head of a divine beast. The dragon and tiger beast, the dragon head, the tiger body, about twenty zhang high, it represents the mysterious combat power of the hidden dragon and crouching tiger in the Shenwu Academy.

"Xiao Chen, I, Murong Jiu, am the Shenwu Authentic Sect of the Shenwu Academy, can you be convinced?"

Murong Jiu's eyes calmly looked at the deputy dean of normal height in front of him, he exhaled into a sound, and the loud humming was like a bell and drum in all directions, and the clouds and mist were surging and surging, showing the mighty power.

"What kind of Shenwu Authentic Sect are you? My vice president has done his best for the Shenwu Academy, how great the credit, I am the top academician of the Shenwu Academy, I don't want to jump out of you Murong Jiu halfway, if you don't respect the teacher, forget it, actually let me guard the portal, is it unbearable! Although it is difficult for me to resist the Shenwu Academy now, I am arrogant, and I can be killed but not humiliated! Do you want me to admire you? Ahhh

The vice president was clearly greatly wronged, and his body trembled with anger, and the scar on his cheek shook irregularly.

"Xiao Chen, those who know the times are Junjie, don't challenge my Murong Jiu's majesty. Murong Jiu looked at the vice dean condescendingly, and the humming sound swept his clothes and flew away.

"......Ahh How can I, the vice dean, be afraid of your authority?" exclaimed the vice dean angrily.

"Stubborn!" Murong Jiu's eyes shone with cold lightning, and he howled, "Dragon Tiger Beast, give me a bruised nose and swollen face!"

Murong Jiu's body flew up from the head of the dragon and tiger beast, and the dragon and tiger beast that received the order let out a roar like a dragon and a tiger, and then it stretched its body, like a ray of lightning, and shot towards the vice president in the blink of an eye, launching a fierce ** attack on him.

"Dragon Tiger Beast, you beat his nose for me......"

"Dragon Tiger Beast, you beat his ass for me......"

Murong Jiu stepped on the tumbling clouds and shouted excitedly.

"Ah...... Ah...... "The Dragon and Tiger Beast is an unknown and powerful hidden combat power in the Shenwu Academy, and the vice president was attacked in an instant, and he screamed again and again: "Ah, Childe, I'm served, stop it......"

"Ha Luha, it's okay...... Dragon Tiger Beast, you stop me, beat him, you go and guard the door for me......" Murong Jiu turned his head closer, and shouted to stop the Dragon Tiger Beast's continued attack.

The vice president of the generation of heroes, in a short period of time was beaten very miserably, his whole cheeks were purple and swollen, he could no longer see the beating scar, blood spilled from his mouth and nose, his eyes were slightly open, but from time to time tears slipped out of the corners of his eyes, his hair was messy, his clothes were tattered, and he was completely out of the image of the majestic academician who waved his hand.

"Hehe, Xiao Chen, the eldest husband can bend and stretch, today I want you to guard the portal, tomorrow I want you to be my bodyguard, hehe, the software and hardware are basically fine, let's take office immediately." Murong Jiu gently patted the vice dean's shoulder and said with a smile.

"Yes. In the face of the behemoth, the vice president had to compromise and bow his head, and he went to guard with a heavy heart.

"The Dragon and Tiger Beast obeyed the order, and from then on, the Shenwu Academy was renamed the Shenwu Society, and everyone called me the Ninth Brother. The throne takes turns, and this year when I come to my house, the dragon and tiger beast opens the way and forces the palace Xuanyuan clan to ......"

"Ha Lu Ha ......" In that room in the Shenwu Academy, Murong Jiu thought of something wonderful, and he couldn't help but smirk, his eyes glowing with blazing brilliance.

"Hey, Master, what are you laughing at?" Sima Yan and Qi Ling stretched out their fingers and poked Murong Jiu's arm and said.

Uh, the clear spiritual thinking suddenly returned, the blurred light in Murong Jiu's eyes was instantly dispelled, he withdrew from the spiritual fantasy, and had no time to pay attention to Sima Yan and the Seven Spirits, he squatted in front of the first dean and the first city lord, and said with burning eyes: "Two elder brothers, as long as you accept apprentices, then can I walk sideways in the Shenwu Academy, and I can beat whoever I want?"

Huh? There's a door...... When the First Dean and the First City Lord heard Murong Jiu's words, they came to their senses, and their old eyes also shone brightly, and they said, "Who do you want to beat?"

"I want to beat up the vice president. Murong Jiu said tentatively.

"Okay, as long as you have that strength, it doesn't matter if you dismantle the Shenwu Academy. The two old men said.

Cut, if I have that strength, why should I ask for your opinion?" Murong Jiu's eyes twitched, and he continued to ask, "If you worship the teacher, is there any gift to receive?"

"Yes, you have what you want. ”

The eyes of the two old men opened slightly involuntarily, and in this short exchange of two sentences, Murong Jiu in front of him was very good. As long as they are our disciples, they want the dragon, and we will also go to the sea to catch them.

What do you want? Good wealth Shenwu Academy! Murong Jiu blinked his eyes, and his thoughts drifted again......

"Okay, apprentice. "The life of wealth, luxury, and pleasure made Murong Jiu's mind dizzy, so he had to kneel in front of the two old men and perform the ritual of worshipping the teacher.

"Master, you can't apprentice to the master......" Sima Yan and Qiling were suddenly startled, and quickly grabbed Murong Jiu's arm, they were deeply aware of the side of their master's spiritual realm, apprenticeship, who could be Murong Jiu's master?

"What are you doing...... The two old men jumped up from their chairs as if they had been stung by a scorpion, away from Murong Jiu. Joke, your weird body and soul are much stronger than ours, and if you worship you, you will want your life.

The first dean and the first city lord couldn't afford it, Murong Jiu's mysterious soul made his identity mysterious, and that kind of earth-shattering divine power made the two old men unmatched. If Murong Jiu was the reincarnation of an ancient god king to practice, then his kneeling would reduce the longevity of the two old men, and even cause them to die without illness.

"Apprentice, why did you react so strongly?"

Sima Yan and Qiling are his disciples, and he has repeatedly said that he will never betray, so for the two old men's request to accept apprentices, he naturally thinks that the old guy has taken a fancy to him.

"Boy, your physique is excellent, we can't teach you, these two little girls are our candidates for apprenticeship, what do you think?"

me, dig up my disciples, wicked old man...... Murong Jiuzhi rolled his eyes, fortunately, Sima Yan and Qiling's resolute statement of "never betraying the teacher" made him happy in his heart, but seeing the stubborn faces of the two old men, as well as their unyielding eyes on the compensation fairyland, made him embarrassed for a while.

He bit his cigarette and scratched his hair as he paced back and forth around the house, his brain racing to the best of his ability. Suddenly, a flash of inspiration struck him, and a method decision burst out, and his mind was considered over and over again, discarding unrealistic ideas...... Finally, he smiled, and his head leaned towards the two old men......

In order to be able to cultivate the Proud God King and study the martial arts, the First Dean and the First City Lord reluctantly accepted Murong Jiu's proposal. Immediately, Murong Jiu and the two old men, the three of them, under the surprised gaze of Sima Yan and Qi Ling, knelt down and worshiped the sky, swearing that they had forgotten the friendship of the New Year, and the sky could learn from it.

This decision not only prevented Sima Yan and the Seven Spirit Bodies from betraying their master's name, but also allowed the two old men to teach them martial arts in a proper manner, and of course, it also saved Murong Jiu from the embarrassing request of compensation for the Immortal Realm, and also freed him from the dilemma of not knowing how to solve the martial arts problems for them.

In short, there are many benefits, but the only thing that is not beautiful is that the first dean and the first city lord can't hear their title of "master".

"This, her dean's uncle, her city lord's uncle, everyone will be a family in the future, that, I have a reluctant request, that, lend me a thousand taels of silver. Murong Jiu rubbed his hands lightly, although he was restrained, he was completely free of embarrassment and unnaturalness when he borrowed money from Sima Yan.

Sima Yan and Qi Ling looked at Murong Jiu suspiciously, although they were his disciples, they couldn't match his whimsical thinking at all, why did he suddenly borrow money?

But it is because of this that they will become dependent on him.

"Borrow money, no money!"

Instead of becoming Sima Yan and Qiling's master, he became their master, and the two old men sulked at this, and they sat upright in their chairs, showing a kind of "old child" stubbornness on their faces.

"Hehe, the two old brothers' families have a big business, and a thousand taels of silver is just a drop in the bucket for you, don't hide it, Yanzi and Ling'er haven't eaten for two days last month in order to borrow me a thousand taels of silver, you see they have lost weight...... Can the two elder brothers bear that they are living on the streets, worrying about food and clothing?"

"Besides, they have risen with you, and you can't bear to see that they have no money to go shopping, no money to buy clothes......?

In order to repay Sima Yan's two hundred taels of silver, Murong Jiu tried his best to win one thousand taels of silver from the two old men, in the surprised gaze of Sima Yan and Qi Ling, he changed from a rogue look on his face at the beginning, to twitching the tip of his nose affectionately, and the most weak accusation, helpless sigh, and complex facial expressions, which made the two girls stunned.

"You ......" The eyebrows and beards of the first dean and the first city lord beat together, they have survived for a long time, and they have seen so much, how can they not see Murong Jiu's tricks, but although Murong Jiu's words are false, but one link after another, in front of Sima Yan and Qiling, can he be that "too inconsiderate teacher"?