Xue Zha strode into the military hall, ignoring the gazes and movements of the others, and walked straight to a desk.

Next to the desk sat a man, dressed in a light blue shirt, with three or four people in line in front of him, while he wrote something in a notebook.

"Complete three low-level tasks and one beginner-level mission, and get a total of 15 military merit points. ”

As the man's voice fell, he raised the brush in his hand and made a few strokes on the notebook, and the man standing in front of him left with a happy face.

Xue Zha had no choice but to stand silently at the end of the crowd, he also knew that he couldn't be too ostentatious now, and he had to carefully observe what the situation was.

When the two or three people in front of Xue Zha left under the record of the man at the table, he walked to the table.

The man at the table felt someone in front of him, and without raising his head, he said calmly.

"Name, ID plate. ”

Xue Zha had already gotten this information from the previous people, so he wasn't too surprised and spoke lightly.

"No, I'm new. ”

When the man heard Xue Zha's words, he raised his head, frowned, and waved his hand at him.

"What are you doing without a license plate? Do you entertain me? Also, don't you know that you have to wear a Confucian shirt here? Where did you come from? Didn't your teacher teach you the rules?"

The man's face became a little ugly, not only because Xue Zha came over without a number plate, but most importantly because of Xue Zha's attitude.

When others saw that he was not respectful, even if there was occasionally a green robe with a higher rank than him, they didn't dare to put on a face.

Although he is only a first-class green robe, he is the recorder in the military merit hall, recording the military merits of everyone in Dongjiao Peak.

It can be said that he can make people's military achievements a few points less, and he can also make his military achievements a few points more.

Don't underestimate these few military merits, in the Holy Courtyard, a little military merit can provide a unique Qingshen tea in the Holy Courtyard, which can speed up the recovery of mental power.

Although this Qingshen tea is very common in the Holy Temple, if it is kept outside, it can be exchanged for gold equivalently.

Therefore, the man was very polite to the people he met, and although bribes were not allowed in the holy courtyard, it was also a great satisfaction for him to be respected by others on a daily basis.

Today is the first time he has met a Xue Zha, even if he is not respectful enough to him, he has a posture of looking down from top to bottom, both in terms of demeanor and expression, which makes the man unbearable.

The Holy Courtyard is the most noble place for all scholars, and the people here naturally give birth to a natural superiority, although they are bound by the rules of the Sacred Academy, but what the scholars value most is face.

Xue Zhe is disrespectful to men, that is, he looks down on men, and if he looks down on him, it is clear that he looks down on scholars, and if it is serious, he looks down on the Holy Academy!

Xue Zha looked at the man in front of him, his chest began to rise and fall, and his mouth was panting, but he didn't know what was going on, he didn't say a word, he stretched out his hand and waved it in front of the man.

"Hey, what's wrong with you?"

But as soon as Xue Zha's hand waved, the man suddenly grabbed his hand and shouted angrily.

"Where did you come from? Why have I never seen you, come on, catch him for me!"

Xue Zhe's face moved when he heard the man's words, and he broke free of the man's hand with all his might, and his body retreated again and again, but before he could speak, the man took out the baffle on his chest, held the pen in his right hand, and began to write something, at the same time, his mouth was also whispering.

"The wind is sluggish and the water is cold, and the strong man is gone......"

As soon as Xue Zha heard that it was "Yi Shui Song", and then saw that the man's body began to exude a murderous aura, how dare he delay any longer, and shouted at the man.

"Wait, I'm Xue Zha, Cao Sheng invited me over!"

Xue Zha's words played a certain role, and the face of the man not far away changed, although his body still took an attacking posture, but the brush in his right hand stopped writing.

"You are Xue Zha, the Cloud Kingdom Xue Zha that Cao Sheng mentioned?"

The man showed doubts on his face, and after seeing Xue Zha's nod, he finally put down the baffle in his hand.

At this time, a large number of people wearing armor, holding brushes, and hanging baffles on their chests also poured in outside the door, directly surrounding Xue Zha.

Xue Zha saw the crowd gradually surrounding him, and turned his gaze to the man again.

"I'm Xue Zhe, I didn't come here with any malice, I just wanted to ask you something. ”

Xue Zha's words finally made the man put down the baffle in his hand.

The man looked at the men rushing in and waved at them.

"Stand down. ”

As the man's voice fell, everyone retracted the baffle in unison, and then the queue neatly divided into two teams and left.

This scene was seen by Xue Zha, and he was very shocked in his heart.

"The Holy Courtyard actually has such a well-disciplined army, which is much stronger than the army of the Zhiyun Kingdom, and the aura is even stronger. ”

What Xue Zha didn't know was that these people who came in were actually scholars, but they were the guardians of the Holy Courtyard, and they had experienced far more battles than the soldiers of other countries.

Because everyone who wants to join them must kill more than ten fourth-order sea beasts with their own hands, and their mission is also to protect the safety of the holy island and kill the sea beasts that inadvertently break in.

Although the holy island is blocked by fog, that fog does not have the effect of the mist on the island, and it cannot trap the sea beasts, so there are always sea beasts that can break into the edge of the island.

These people are all beings who have experienced the baptism of blood and fire, and what they often face is life and death.

After the man waved those people away, he looked Xue Zha up and down and said.

"You are Xue Zhe, how can you prove it?"

Xue Zha almost didn't vomit blood when he heard the man's words, am I Xue Zha still going to prove it? I don't have an ID card, how can I prove my identity?

"I don't think anyone will be impersonating me, right?"

Xue Zha replied lightly, but his tone was much soothed compared to just now.

"Well, in that case, then you can come with me. ”

The man nodded, and walked forward, ignoring the few people still waiting in the room.

Xue Zhe only froze for a moment, then raised his legs and followed the man into the inner room, although he didn't know what the man was going to do, but he felt that he shouldn't do anything bad to him.

When the man walked back to the back house with Xue Zha, he led him into a room and stopped in front of the door.

"Okay, you go in, if there are any questions that will be answered for you, the same goes for the things you want to know. ”

The man raised a hand and motioned for Xue Zha to enter, while he bowed back slightly and turned to leave.

Xue Zha looked at the back of the man leaving, and then looked back at the door of the room, although he was a little confused, he still took a step forward.

He took a deep breath, raised his hand and pushed the door open, and as the door opened, a ray of light shot in, and he saw a person sitting in the room, it was an old man, holding a book in his hand and reading it carefully.

The old man's face was blocked by the book, and he couldn't see it clearly, but he was wearing a black Confucian shirt.

"Black shirt?"

Xue Zha's heart moved, and he suddenly remembered someone.

As if sensing that someone was coming in, the old man slowly put the book on the table next to him, and at the same time picked up the teacup on the table, opened the lid and sniffed the tea lightly, and then took a sip.

Xue Zha finally saw the old man's appearance clearly, and the old man who was sitting in front of him drinking tea was the black-robed man he met on the holy boat before, Master Zhao.