Standing in front of the stall, Han Kunyun was thinking about how to get in, he looked around, it was empty, only a wide door ran through the inside, and there were people in brocade clothes patrolling on the left.

It is impossible to say that the defense is strict, but it is also difficult to enter, and the martial arts master is also a person, he will have a few special skills, but this Zhongzhou Academy does not look simple, and it may be misunderstood if you sneak in.

He still doesn't know what the situation is in this world today, if there are powerful people in it, won't he inadvertently blame others?

"Ling Lang, if you want to go in, you can go to a department to sign up first, and then visit with a number plate. "Fushimi hasn't left yet, Han Kunyun is such a boutique customer, how can he miss it at will.

"Can you visit. When Han Kunyun heard this, he smiled and said, "Do you want to be together?"

"I ...... I don't want it, I need a jade guarantee gold at a time when I go in. Fushimi said with a wry smile.

Han Kunyun nodded when he heard this, and said in his heart that this school really costs money, and he asked curiously: "What are the procedures for registration?"

"Just have a name. Fushimi replied without hesitation.

"Just a name?"

"This is the tradition of Zhongzhou School, no matter where you come from, no matter where you come from, you don't ask about the past, you are a person in the school when you are hospitalized, and you come in accordance with the rules of the school. Fushimi said proudly: "Zhongzhou Academy is the only chance for civilians, no matter what your identity is on the surface, you are a student of the academy when you enter the academy." ”

Han Kunyun was amazed, he couldn't imagine that there would be such a place in such a world.

"Brother Fushimi, I'm going to take a look inside, and there will be a date later. Han Kunyun came to have fun and strode towards the novelist, he had an expectation to prove.

Fushimi was confused, didn't he say that novelists were in decline? It seems that he said it, but how can this Brother Ling Lang go this way.

"Sir, do you choose a novelist?" asked January, following behind him.

"It has a relationship with me. Han Kunyun smiled, and his figure had stopped in front of the novelist's pergola.

I saw a middle-aged man in a black brocade robe sitting inside, with the word novel embroidered on his chest, and he was writing something with a sheep's hair in his hand, with the richest expression, sometimes snickering, sometimes crying, sometimes angry, as if he was intoxicated by some kind of scene.

"Ahem!"

Seeing that there was no news from the other party, January coughed lightly twice.

"Huh?" The man in the writing looked up, and then quickly got up, like a phantom, and noticed a bunch of red-makeup beauties around him and began to pour tea and water, and he himself greeted him with a warm smile: "Little brother, come to sign up." ”

"Dare to ask a novelist?" asked Han Kunyun with a bow.

"Haha, that's right, this is the novelist. The man smiled eagerly and said, "Hongyin, where's the tea, isn't it okay?"

"Here it is, dead ghost. ”

I saw that behind the man, a charming Jia held a celadon teacup in both hands, and sent it to the table with a graceful figure, his tone was like the sound of silk and bamboo, and he said softly: "Ling Lang, please here." ”

"Thank you. Han Kunyun had a smile on the corner of his mouth, this woman didn't seem to be a human body, it was a bit meaningful.

"Little brother, I am the novelist mentor Mo Yanqing, you can call me Teacher Mo. The middle-aged man straightened his waist and said with a solemn expression: "The novelist is one of the eight friends of the Zhongzhou Academy, and he has never studied one rather than excessive, and our requirements for the students are very high, if you have not yet prepared for the United States, I will persuade you to go to another house, so as to save a waste of time." ”

Han Kunyun was dumbfounded, is this a slap in the face?

"Of course, if you have to endure hardship, you will be a master, you can endure loneliness and stand up to your reputation, the ancestors of the novelist Qin Linglong have already said this, life is not only easy in front of you, there are poems and distances, we should not be dazzled by the fame and fortune in front of us, we should pursue the essence of life, novels record the world, we are not as serious as Confucianism, we use methods to educate everyone. Mo Yan said lightly: "We will not learn from the soldiers, fighting on the battlefield and making meritorious deeds, the only thing that accompanies us is a pen and a book, and we use this and this paper to impress the salaries of the people." ”

"Seems pretty impressive. Han Kunyun laughed in his heart when he heard this, he fooled Mr. Okay, it's been nine hundred years, and it has been completely inherited, which is powerful enough.

"Sir, he's dropping the bag. ”

January heard something wrong, and whispered in Han Kunyun's ear.

"Don't care, just listen. Han Kunyun patted the back of the girl's hand, and said in his heart that this marketing method can't even deceive a ghost from hundreds of years ago, no wonder the novelist will decline.

In a word, novelists are the noblest and most desirable faction, and if you don't have this awareness, go ahead. ”

Picking up the teacup, Mo Yan's fingers trembled a little, the registration time for Zhongzhou Academy lasted for a month, and it has been more than 20 days, and the novelist has no protégé, just because his reputation is too stinky.

Fushimi was because he wanted to eat this bowl of rice, and some words were not clear, and the novelist's situation was even more unfortunate than Han Kunyun imagined.

Mo Yanqing has tried many methods, deceived and deceived, but in the end, he either transferred to the hospital or said goodbye directly, he has no way now, he simply took out the words of the ancestor, as long as he can do it, it is impossible and there is no way, do his best and settle down.

"I signed up. Han Kunyun said.

"I will know you...... Eh?" Mo Yan was about to pretend to be forced again, and when his mentor's aura was highlighted, he was stunned by this reply: "You have thought about it." ”

"I write stories, and I'm most curious about what is going on with that Jia behind you. Han Kunyun smiled and said, "She doesn't seem to be a human body." ”

"Hahahaha. ”

Mo Yan laughed lightly three times: "Little brother, you really have eyesight, Patriarch Qin Linglong once said that there is Yan Ruyu in the book and a golden house in the book, which is regarded as a moral by the group of nerds of Confucianism and Legalism, but for us novelists, this is a fact, as long as we are happy, anything in the book can become a fact." ”

"Really?" Han Kunyun was awe-inspiring in his heart, what did his husband come up with.

"Come, sign here, and then pay the registration fee of fifty jade, the highest treatment. Mo Yan pointed lightly behind his back and said, "The novelist is located next to the Jiupin Pagoda, the registration fee is a little expensive, the cultivation situation is good, and he can also be friends with the chief gate student, so you are satisfied." ”

"How much is the registration fee for other companies?"

"Five jades. ”

"Huh. Han Kunyun smiled.

"Little brother, the first article of Zhongzhou Academy, there is a give-and-take, and being hospitalized is to give up external affairs. Mo Yanqing just said seriously.

Novelists have been consulted, and people from several faculties around the time have been looking sideways, this is big news, it is a miracle that someone has come to a novelist who has not had a student for many years.

It's just that friends are also looking at the enthusiasm, all the colleges of Zhongzhou School have competitions, even small faculties have special skills, such as the farmer can ensure the food of all teachers and students in the school, the music family is a frequent guest at the banquet, and the painter is even more compelling, and everywhere he goes is a picture of the world.

The only novelist has declined, not for, just because the novelist has fallen.

Nine hundred years ago, when novelists were in full bloom, the ancestor wrote a monastic novel, and the world that was squeezed out seemed to be in fact, and the martial arts realm and perception described in it sponsored many martial artists to break through the bottleneck, and was even used as a teaching material by Taoists.

Although the ancestor of the family is actually the same person as the novelist.

Since that loss, novelists have been in short bloom, and no one can write good stories, and they have been reduced to a faction that writes operas and all kinds of third-rate forbidden books.

If it weren't for the dean not speaking, and the ancestor was supported by Taoism, the novelist would have been canceled a long time ago, and it would be like the shame of the Zhongzhou Academy.

Too much time has passed, and friends have gradually ignored the novelist, as if it doesn't exist, as for the novelist's courtyard near the left side of the Zhongzhou Tower, it is also regarded as a stack, although friends are very greedy and want to use it, but the rules of the school cannot be reversed.

"Old Yushi, what are you doing here?"

Here, Mo Yanqing had already noticed that Han Kunyun was unusual, and when he was about to test it, his few friends in the academy, the Taoist tutor, actually ran over.

When Han Kunyun heard this, he looked over, and saw an old man with fairy wind and white hair standing aside, he was wearing a dark blue civilian robe, with a whisk hanging from his waist, and a wide sword behind his back, and his spirit was solid.

"January?"

Old Yushi ignored his old friend, and just stared at the red-clothed Jia beside Han Kunyun with an almost suspicious look and shouted.

"Cloud neutron?" January frowned slightly, and shouted tentatively.

"Are you out of trouble?" the old feather man exclaimed, "Why did the Ghost King's seal break, no......! No, no, why you can show people like this. ”

"Old Yushi, what are you yelling about, don't go crazy in front of my protégé. Mo Yan was lightly furious, waved a wooden stick and flew towards the old feather warrior.

Old Yushi raised his hand and the cuff became larger, sucked the wooden stick into it, and looked at Han Kunyun with an uncertain expression, only then did he realize the inappropriateness of the young man in front of him, and heaven and man were one...... It is actually the legendary realm of the unity of heaven and man.

"Dao Chief, do you have any advice?" Seeing the other party looking at him, Han Kunyun asked with a light smile.

"Where did Daoist friends come from?" asked Old Yushi's eyes sparkling.

", when is the Zhongzhou Academy signing up to ask this. ”

Without waiting for Han Kunyun to reply, Mo Yanqing seemed to be a cat whose tail had been stepped on, and angrily called out a few tall wrestlers to surround Lao Yushi: "He has already signed up, little brother! ”

"Bastard, do you know who January is......"

Lao Yushi couldn't care about the weather at this time, and his body was full of qi, and there seemed to be a force stretching invisibly, and several magnificent wrestlers were directly shattered into vitality and dissipated.

Han Kunyun was amazed, this move was a bit meaningful, it was actually to exercise the repulsion of the Yuan Qi to fuse and then attack, shattering everything around, which was more than twice as strong as the ordinary Gang Qi attack.

"I don't care who she is, she's my protégé's ghost servant, that's all. Mo Yan waved his hand lightly and said, "Little brother, sign." ”

Han Kunyun didn't care about being cheated at this time, he realized that it was really meaningful, Lao Yushi probably realized that his source Zhongzhou Academy might not be able to hold back, but Mo Yan Qingtie was determined to increase the source of students for novelists, regardless of who you are.

The inheritor of his own husband is so brave, how can he do it if he doesn't cooperate.

"You bastard, January is the Ghost King. Old Yushi cried and shouted: "There are four ghost kings like her, you idiot, take the ghost king as a follower......

Before he finished speaking, Han Kunyun had already signed his name, and the left near January smiled and took out a palm-sized piece of jade.

"Okay, here's your number plate, with this you can go and see how it goes. Mo Yan took out a non-gold and non-wooden brand printed with the word 'one' from his arms and stuffed it into Han Kunyun's hand, and said quickly: "This...... It's impossible for the ghost king to fool around in the academy, you have to restrain yourself. ”

"Clear. Han Kunyun nodded and put away the number plate.

"School uniforms are distributed at the same time as the beginning of school, and you can walk around Zhongzhou City these days. Mo Yan ignored the old Yushi with a dark expression, and said solemnly: "I don't know who you are, and no matter where you come from, you will be a part of the novelist in the future. ”

"Huh?"

"Dongcheng, experience it, watch it. Mo Yan smiled lightly and said kindly: "After that, you will know where the essence of the novelist is." ”

Han Kunyun blinked, and said in his heart What is this place? He nodded, it seems that he wants to find time to take a look, it is the advice of the novelist's mentor, and his husband should have left something behind.

"Then I won't send it, I still have to be busy cultivating. Mo Yan flipped his skills, and a jade rod sheep noticed it, he sat down leisurely, picked up the book and continued to write.

Han Kunyun looked at it for a while, and realized that he was really practicing, and his vitality was condensing in the process of writing.

"It's messed up, it's all messed up. ”

The old Yushi who was Xiao Suo shook his head and said.

"Old Dao in the clouds, are you dissatisfied with me?"

Seeing that Han Kunyun had finished handling the matter, he walked up to Lao Yushi and asked coldly: "Say, you think my sisters are not here, and you want to discuss it with me." ”

"I ...... Infinite Tianzun, old Yushi, I just happened to see old friends excited. Feeling that the yin qi was condensing, Yun Zhongzi said sharply, "Dare to ask what happened to those evil qi?"

"If the evil spirit attacks, can you still sit here and enroll? January snorted softly and said, "Be smart, duh!"

"Let's go, January, let's go in and have a look. ”

Han Kunyun's voice came, Jia's expression instantly changed from cold to gentle, she ran to Han Kunyun with a light smile, turned around and glared at Lao Yushi fiercely, as if admonishing, and then served Han Kunyun and left.

There were people coming and going on the endless steps, most of them were protégés in black brocade clothes, and there were a few Ling Lang and Miss who came with followers to respond to each other, so it was not enthusiastic.

Han Kunyun went up step by step, and near the left was a quiet January.

"Yushi is the one who suppressed you?" Han Kunyun asked casually.

"No, the feather man who crushed us is called Baili. January heard and replied with a smile: "He is a protégé of Baili, and when he threw a strange jade talisman near the left, he was almost slapped to death by me, so the image is particularly deep." ”

Han Kunyun laughed and shook his head when he heard this, it seems that this ghost servant of his own family is actually quite careful, and he deliberately released the yin qi to shake the surroundings, and his demeanor has been picked out clearly, if you dare to BB again, I will do it.

The two went all the way up, and Han Kunyun felt that the Zhongzhou School was really big, with all kinds of buildings, such as the utility hall, the dining hall, the practice room, the event courtyard, and the martial arts hall, all standing on both sides, and its agents came and went, and the friends seemed to have something to do, not aimless idleness.

This made him wonder why a group of protégés were so busy.

No one can give him an answer today, because he is close to his destination, Zhongzhou Tower, which is close to ten miles from the square, because he is afraid of the people around him, he did not go very fast, and it took him half a time to arrive.

The giant tower that stands covers an area of 1,000 acres?Han Kunyun's area size data is very clumsy, but this tower has surpassed the limit of traditional craftsmanship.

The fracture of all Buzhou Mountain is about 100 miles wide, and this tower occupies half of it, and the core, and the surrounding of the tower is occupied by the eight courtyards, the door is the martial arts academy, a huge golden martial arts folds are shining, the arrogance is extraordinary, the students who enter and exit the door are even more energetic and recognizable, walking with the wind, and there are people who are always high with special misses.

And at this time, Han Kunyun saw the foreign race, and there seemed to be flames burning around him, and there were fireworks rising between his breath and breath.

There are many land races in Kyushu, among which there are also races that are born strong, such as the Kua Father clan, which has a height of more than ten meters when it is an adult, and its strength is unlimited.

The Huilu clan is also one of the congenital strong races, with their own ability to control fire, legend has it that they are the descendants of the innate gods, and the adult individual is the realm of vitality condensation, as long as they are willing to work hard, they can break through to the outside of the gangqi, as for the martial arts Jindan and martial arts law, these are all needs to understand the martial arts, not congenital can be supplemented.

If these races break through, they will be stronger than humans in terms of war capabilities.

God is fair, there are many strong people in the martial arts of the human race, and no one understands in front of him, all races have means of livelihood, and martial arts are just one of them, unless there is another Emperor Wu of Zhou to suppress the world today.