A young man in a black feather robe was standing on a bed, smearing the outline of a human face with a bundle of silk cloth dipped in the bright red liquid from a clay pot.

On the ground, seven or eight old hens whose throats had been cut were miserable, and the chickens were blind, and it was obvious that the clay pot was full of chicken blood.

"A lot of chicken ......," Zi lowered his voice and exclaimed.

"A lot of blood ......" Mo Xuan was also shocked by this formation, he had never seen such an act in his previous life, could it be a kind of divination ritual?!

"Shhhh

Mo Xuan and Zi Yu, the two of them poked their heads out, sandwiched in the crack of the door, and watched the young man paint blankly.

After ten minutes of watching, the young man actually smeared a human face with chicken blood, and two blood-red pigtails. Mo Xuan looked at it and felt familiar, and suddenly a flash of inspiration came to him, and from the painting of this black-robed young man who looked like a human at three points and a ghost at seven points, he could see who he was drawing.

The key is those blood-red pigtails!

"Single-mindedness!"

Mo Xuan muttered in a low voice, and the black-robed young man suddenly turned his head, looking overjoyed, as if he had met a bosom friend.

Seeing that there were only two human heads hanging from the crack in the door, the young man exclaimed, and with a stroke of his foot, he fell straight from the bed.

"Hey, my mother!"

The young man hurriedly got up from the ground, regardless of whether he was injured or not, his eyes were shining and he hugged Zi Yu's head tightly, as if he had met a confidant in life, "What you said just now?!"

"No! No!" Zi Yu's round face was squeezed and deformed, Mo Xuan saw the young man in his face, and hurriedly took a step back, "There is something to say, there is something to say!"

Seeing that Mo Xuan didn't appreciate his feelings, the young man didn't care, and looked at Mo Xuan with admiration and appreciation, "You still have the vision to understand my portrait!

Mo Xuan's face twitched slightly, "If you see these two blood braids of your own, I think you are going to be unlucky......"

Zi Yu didn't know what the two of them were talking about, and asked the black-robed young man curiously, "What is your name?"

The black-robed young man didn't care about the questions of the two, just stared at his picture scroll, "My name is Feng Wuzhi, isn't it written on the door, so naturally I am a member of this house." ”

Mo Xuan looked up and down at Feng Wu's dress, the black robe was full of black feathers, it looked very delicate and luxurious, under the blonde hair, his eyes were slender, and his appearance was very delicate, but he knew from his temperament that he must also be a nobleman.

It's just that the temperament he exudes is a little lazy and out of tune. The eyes seem to be frivolous, but there is a strange look in them.

"Are you from the ghost side?" the son suddenly exclaimed. He tugged at Mo Xuan's sleeve and looked at Feng Wuxuan's neck, a pair of goggles made of black ink crystal hung on his body, and he thought it was a necklace if he didn't look closely.

"Only the ghost side carries that thing!" Zi Wei whispered.

When Mo Xuan was fighting in his previous life, he also came into contact with many ghost people.

The ghost side is located in the north of Yin Shang, and in today's geographical concept, it is located in the northwest of present-day Shaanxi, the northern part of Shanxi and the western part of Inner Mongolia, and there are extremely harsh terrains such as plains and deserts.

In the Yin Shang World Realm of this world, there are many people of alien blood living there in the ghost side, and among these people, the blood is pure, and they can even have wings on their backs and soar high in the sky.

When flying, it has a strong impact on the eyes, and there are many extreme weather such as rolling sand in the desert, blizzard and wind in the plains, and goggles can protect the eyes, which is almost a daily must-have device.

Although this race and equipment seem to be very normal in this era, in later generations, Mo Xuan didn't dare to imagine what kind of expression the archaeologists would have when they dug up the goggles from three thousand years ago.

"Yes, the prince of the ghost side, the wind is exhaustive, it is my ......" Feng Wuxian lazily climbed into bed, continued to paint with silk cloth dipped in chicken blood, and said while painting: "Goggles are a good thing, they can prevent wind and sand, and they can peep at beautiful women, so I don't bring anything." ”

"Do you want me to take your Central Plains wizard's bone chain, and dance a little when you see a beautiful woman?"

While painting, Feng Wuxian muttered enthusiastically, "Attentive language, I really have the spirit of a young Valkyrie, facing the priest of the Witch Temple, I am not afraid, and I will die alone......"

Mo Xuan looked at the rise of his painting, and pulled his head speechlessly, "Let's prepare to gather." ”

"Hey, my mother!"

The wind trembled too fiercely, and a cloth was smeared on the bloody eyes of the deliberate language, and the bright red chicken blood was almost condensed, half thick and half light was extremely uneven, and it looked like a ghost.

"Forget it, wait until I'm going to find some other beauties, and then come back and concentrate on creating!" Feng Wuxian said, jumping off the bed, at this time Mo Xuan and Zi Yu were already about to go out.

"Hey, wait for me, wait for me!" Feng Wuxian threw away the sheepskin canvas and hurriedly chased after him with his shoes.

......

The time of the leak was over quickly, and when the last drop dried up, half of the people did not arrive.

Zi Yu stood in the middle of the team seriously and solemnly, like a soldier defending his faith. Feng Wuxian put on his goggles with a serious face, and he didn't know what to do, thinking that this was the custom of their hometown, but Mo Xuan knew very well that this unobtrusive prince was searching for the beauties in the crowd at this time.

"Very good!" Ba Xiang saw that the water leak was dry, and with a wave of his hand, dozens of guards walked out and surrounded these people who had already arrived, and then those who came again could only be blocked outside.

"I'm only a little late, let me in!"

"That's right, it's only a few steps, why don't you let us in?!"

"My father held the position of Sima in the royal court, and nobles like me were not allowed to enter, so why could those commoners enter?!" someone pointed to those diligent and obedient commoners, very dissatisfied.

At this time, more and more people gathered around the guards, and there was a lot of discussion about their discriminatory practices that were separated in this way, and many of them were unconvinced.

"Shut up!"

The rough smile on Baxiang's face was instantly cold, and an explosive low drink erupted from his mouth and nose, and the sound wave exploded and rolled, like a cannonball exploding on the spot, shaking the ground with gravel, and those guards holding copper jade spears were impacted, and they also staggered out two steps involuntarily.

In an instant, the whole square was silent.

A smile appeared on the overlord's cold face, and he regained his rugged and heroic expression.

"You can listen to the first lesson. But the second lesson, as a punishment, you won't hear it today!" The bully project swept over every dissatisfied noble child, and they all bowed their heads in fear and accepted the punishment, not daring to disobey.

The roar just now, the power of the hegemon was extremely well controlled, and the people inside the guards couldn't feel it, and the people outside the guards were shocked by this momentum, and they didn't dare to make a sound for a while.

Mo Xuan secretly observed the skill of the hegemon's exertion, and used an extra force to wrap the sound wave and sweep through everyone in the circle before it broke out. This kind of method may not be able to be done by Mo Xuan in his previous life, which shows that this hegemony is definitely a hidden master.

"This first lesson, you aristocrats, should be clear, I will mainly teach it to the common students. After this lesson, in the training camp in the future, there will be no distinction between nobles and commoners, understand?!" The tyrant shouted roughly.

"Understood!" Someone in the circle immediately responded, and the people outside the circle sparsely met the two sentences, and the people who were excluded looked displeased, and they didn't dare to show it too obviously.

"What I'm going to talk about now is what you can get and what you want to do after you leave the Jinao Academy!" Ba Xiang sat cross-legged on the ground, beckoned everyone to sit down, smiled kindly, and then began to speak, "In the Jinao Academy, there are six courses. ”

"Respectively, combat class, fairy art class, divination class, smelting class, animal taming class, and agricultural mulberry class!"

"If you choose which course to practice, what kind of position will you be in the royal court in the future!" the overlord explained in detail, "Combat class, I, Dashang, founded the country with martial gods and established the country with war! Without generals and soldiers, Dashang will surely perish." Therefore, the combat class will teach you combat skills, tactics and strategies. If you can graduate from the academy, you will be a member of the royal court!"

"Immortal class, I know that many of you admire and worship the wizards in the Witch God Temple! Yes, that's right! Only by practicing immortal arts can you have the opportunity to enter the Witch God Temple and become a wizard!" This is not due to your sincerity, nor by your diligence, but by your luck! As far as I know, less than 10% of those who enroll in the school every year are able to enter the immortal arts class!"

Many people present, including Mo Xuan, cheered up when they heard the immortal lesson.

What is the foundation of the establishment of the Jinao Academy, which is the immortal art passed down by the immortals of the upper realm!

Being able to enter the Jinao Academy Palace is naturally to pray that he can learn immortal arts, so as to become a sorcerer who symbolizes divine power.

But as soon as they heard that Ba Xiang said that there were very few people who could practice the immortal arts class, everyone was slightly disappointed and full of hope.

Mo Xuan knows that human nature is arrogant, and he always thinks that he will be the lucky one, whether it is really possible or not, he will have great illusions.

But the truth is always cruel.

In Mo Xuan's previous life, he had never been exposed to a trace of immortal arts, so he knew very well how difficult it was to practice immortal arts.

"And the divination class is a compulsory course to become a priest!" the overlord swept over everyone and smiled slightly, "Priest, not necessarily a wizard! But a wizard, it must be a priest, do you know what I mean?!"

Mo Xuan naturally understood that in the literature records of later generations, the Shang Dynasty was also divided into divination and witch.

Divination is divination, and the priest mentioned by the tyrant is probably the priest who is simply responsible for divination. Wu is responsible for communicating with ghosts and gods and healing all diseases, and there are too many things they need to understand.

Looking at it in front of you, if you can practice to the immortal arts class, you will inevitably become a wizard, and the divination class is also compulsory.

If you can only practice divination, but you can't cancel the immortal arts, you can only be a priest at the end, and there is more than one level of low wizard.

"If you can understand, you will understand. If you don't understand, you don't need to understand. "If Ba Xiang said such a paragraph, those who understand it will naturally understand, and if those who don't understand it can't even hear this meaning, they will naturally be unqualified to practice immortal arts.

For some reason, Mo Xuan had been listening to the lecture with an indifferent face, and occasionally he could detect the gaze of the overlord scanning over intentionally or unintentionally.

Mo Xuan squinted slightly, knowing it in his heart, but he didn't show it.

Ba Xiang continued to explain, "The three mentioned above, the combat class must be learned. Immortal arts and divination, after entering the academy, you have to arrange a test to know whether you are qualified. ”

"As for the last three courses, they are actually more important for big businessmen!"

"Smelting, mainly responsible for the creation of my big merchant armor tools! Bronze battle suits, spears, Changge, and even the daily utensils of the royal court are inseparable from smelting techniques!"

"In my opinion, the significance of a divine weapon created by a smelting master can be passed on to future generations is no less than being worshiped as a righteous god and worshipping incense!"

Speaking of this, Mo Xuan saw the Gonggong girl in the front row talking intently, looking up at the overlord with burning eyes, with a fanatical expression.

"If you really have the talent for smelting, I advise you that no matter what other courses you practice, you must not lose the smelting!"

"As for the beast taming class, it is related to an important force in the Yin Shang army, the beast cavalry!"

"Since the beginning of his reign, Xiangtu Taizu has been domesticating wild elephants and single-handedly forming a war elephant army! Five strong soldiers, with such a behemoth as war elephants, only need a thousand times, they can sweep the barbarians, invincible! What a mighty army!" Speaking of this, Ba Xiang smiled, "Future generations, if there are other fierce beast mounts that can be domesticated, I am willing to compete with the ancestors, I, as a teacher, am willing to be the first to rush into Nuwa Mountain, what beast you want, I will catch what beast for you!"

When everyone heard this, they chuckled kindly.

Speaking of which, Mo Xuan really remembered that it was recorded in later generations that this Xiangtu was a very powerful figure.

Before Aito, horses were creatures that were not used to ride, and they never carried goods.

It was Xiangtu who single-handedly tamed horses and trained such large livestock into domestic animals. This achievement is not only for the Shang Dynasty, but also for any dynasty in later generations.

And the elephant taming was something that mortals couldn't think of at that time!

According to the literature, the Yin people obeyed the elephant and abused Dongyi...... After Uncle Xiangtu tossed out the powerful class of elephant cavalry for the Shang clan, the fate of the alien races in the Yangtze River valley is indeed very consistent with the word "abuse" in the history books.

The huge elephant cavalry, with a few soldiers holding spears of several meters, does not need too many fighting skills, only a round-trip charge, no matter what an elite army the enemy is, in the face of such absolute strength, it will also be defeated!

It can be seen that Yin Shang's strength in military warfare is still very terrifying.

After explaining the first five courses, Baxiang paused, "The agricultural mulberry course is the foundation of all people. ”

"But the people who are best at farming are precisely the most ordinary ordinary people. Talking to those nobles among you is tantamount to wasting your tongue!" Overlord swept a circle of students on the periphery, "I think, even if you can't finish at the academy, it will be absolutely impossible for you to go back to farming!"

"So this agricultural history lesson is not too restrictive. Ba Xiang looked at the civilians in the crowd and said seriously: "If it is possible, it is better to have more, and if you return to your hometown one day in the future, you can use this knowledge to benefit the people of one side." ”

The explanation of the hegemony attracted the enthusiasm of everyone in the field.

Zi Yu stared at his eyes, his face was flushed, and he kept scratching his short hair excitedly, but he didn't get up immediately, and shouted that I am the god of war, and I am the god of beasts.

Those ordinary children are eager to enter the academy early, study hard, make achievements, and glorify their ancestors. The children of the nobles on the side were fascinated by the great glory and status that would be brought to them from the Jinao Academy.

And the wind beside Mo Xuan was still the serious expression that he had just put on his goggles, and he couldn't see a trace of change.

"I said, brother......" Feng Wuji quietly moved his lips and greeted Mo Xuan.

"Look at the front of me on the right, the girl in the red dress, is the back enough?"

Mo Xuan was speechless, this wind is really temperamental.

Looking in the direction that Feng Wuxuan said, Mo Xuan instantly saw a familiar back.

The flaming red dress, and the hair tied by a red belt, weren't they the princess Jiang who followed when she mixed into the Nuwa Temple?

Although I don't know what the character of this Princess Jiang is, her guards are really a little arrogant, Mo Xuan doesn't have a good feeling, and he takes it back after a glance.

But a young man sitting behind Princess Jiang actually pulled Mo Xuan's gaze back.

Feng Wuxuan caught a glimpse of Mo Xuan's gaze with his remaining eyes, first stunned, and then suddenly, frowning and nodding thoughtfully, muttering silently, "I always thought that there would be no such evil hobby in this world, but you have subverted my outlook on life......"

Mo Xuan squinted slightly at the young man behind Princess Jiang.

sighed lightly in his heart, I don't know if such a thing as a rival will follow him through rebirth and bring it with him.

The young man, with long black hair, and a bewitching beauty in his cold face, might not be able to see it if it weren't for the resolute and cold gaze that was too stiff and made up as a woman.

Sensing that someone was looking at him, the young man's cold and indifferent eyes turned slightly, looking in the direction of Mo Xuan's view.

The two of them looked at each other, and one touch separated.

"Huangquan ......" Mo Xuan retracted his gaze and said lightly. The memories of his past life are as clear as the scar on his right arm.

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