Before Meng Xiwen could think about how to punish the third brother, he heard a commotion in front of the team.

The city lord of Yangping was leading the two to the platform in front of the square.

The city lords on the continent are all ordinary people who have no immortal power, and Yangping City is no exception.

Once upon a time, the lord of the city was often fought by force, and the strong did it. Under the protection of the high force value of the city lord, the cities are more turbulent and sluggish. Not only ordinary people, but also cultivators have a unstable life.

During those years, the continent was full of traces of cultivators fighting methods to snatch resources, and there were countless immortals who fell every day.

Robbery, bullying, deception, and massacre, in the name of "the survival of the fittest" and "the destruction of heaven and earth if people do not do it for themselves", have become the so-called righteous path that all cultivators believe.

Possessing immortal power has become the beginning of greed, a weapon of killing, and the cause of selfishness, and finally reduced to a precarious end.

As an ordinary person, he was destined to a tragic life from birth.

The cultivators' repeated battles and unrestrained fighting methods have left the entire continent barren, with withered grass everywhere, green and yellow year after year, and starvation everywhere.

Not to mention that the cultivators at that time regarded mortals as ants, and their lives were not worth sparing.

Implicated in the aftermath of the spell and used as nourishment for the growth of cultivation, countless mortals have died innocently.

At that time, the whole continent was like hell, and humanity was almost extinct!

It wasn't until later, when the Xiuzhen Administration was established, that the continent gradually gained order and gradually regained its vitality.

According to the regulations of the Authority, almost all the towns on the mainland were managed and developed by ordinary people, and cultivators only had the right to manage a few areas outside the mortal world.

All the people in the city were required to follow the rules and regulations of the city, and the lord of the city was appointed and dismissed by the mortal system of officials. However, the appointed officials will also be protected by the Xiuzhen Administration to prevent certain cultivators from interfering with the order of town development, causing a historical regression and returning to that dark time.

Yang Fan, the lord of Yangping City, only took office two years ago, and this was the first time he presided over the selection of the Immortal Academy.

At this time, City Lord Yang was already standing on the stage with two immortal masters.

City Lord Yang has a round face, and he is very friendly and smiling on weekdays, and many people in the city praise him for being approachable. But that face is trying to put on a serious appearance at the moment, and it is interesting to look serious.

The two immortal masters were both wearing solid color robes.

The immortal master who walked in front was wearing a cyan robe, and he looked like he was just standing past. The indescribable handsome and elegant between the eyebrows and eyes, and the clothes around the body seem to be automatic without wind, which makes people feel like a fairy wind bone. The immortal master seemed to sense Meng Xi's gaze, so he turned his head and smiled slightly in her direction.

Meng Xiwen was startled and hurriedly looked away.

The immortal master who walked behind looked to be no more than fifteen or sixteen years old, dressed in blue, and stood upright on the stage with no expression on his face.

City Lord Yang took two steps forward slightly and cleared his throat, "Ahem." ”

"Ahem, ahem, ahem, ahem, ahem, ahem. ”

Meng Xiwen only heard an earth-shattering cough sound beside him.

The second person on the left who stole the food was choking with a red face, tears streaming down his face, and bending over to jump in place.

Meng Xiwen looked helplessly at Meng Xipan's mouth, which was still tightly closed at this time, and stepped forward and slapped him on the back.

Meng Xipan opened his mouth forcefully, and saw a large piece of sugar with tooth marks fall to the ground, and he didn't dare to squeak, and after taking a few breaths to recover, he hurriedly stood back with Meng Xiwen.

There was silence in the square.

The Yang City Lord on the stage, his face crumbled tightly, he gritted his teeth and took a few deep breaths, and forcefully suppressed the laughter in his throat.

The green-shirted immortal master beside him said slowly, "This year's children are still a little interesting. ”