With the departure of the white-bearded old man, the quiet atmosphere in the church suddenly relaxed, and the young and young people gathered together energetically, and the drama broke out.

Mu Fan messily cleaned up the book on the table, and when he was about to leave, Mu Yan'er pulled up her hair, slowly raised her head, and said, "Brother Mu Fan, wait for me."

Mu Fan's footsteps stopped, glanced at Mu Yan'er, and said lightly: "Let's go"

Mu Yan'er also cleaned up casually, because the two of them were too close, Mu Yan'er stood up, and the shoulders of the two touched each other lightly, Mu Fan reacted quickly and took half a step back, and said with a smile: "Sister Yan'er, don't beat me, right?"

"Why are you so far away, I won't eat you"

As he spoke, he approached, and when Mu Fan was about to retreat again, Mu Yan'er's jade hand stretched out, hugged his arm tightly, and said, "Let's go."

Mu Fan wanted to get rid of it, Mu Yan'er widened her eyes, bit her lip, and looked at this expression, Mu Fan obediently compromised and no longer struggled.

He could see that if he forcibly pushed him away, this little girl might have to clean him up, and he couldn't afford to provoke him.

"If you love it, you can hug it, I don't care anyway"

Mu Fan's arms relaxed, without any resistance, and he was hugged out by Yan'er like this.

At this time, the students of other classes also walked out of the church at the same time, and many teenagers and girls walked towards the gate of Nanyuan playfully, and a commotion spread.

Looking at the many students playing and coming, several guards at the gate were not infected for a few minutes, waiting expressionlessly.

These guards formed a small detachment and were mainly responsible for escorting the students back.

The guards all hung small signs, but the words on the signs were different, some were acupuncture techniques, some were swordsmanship, and some were spiritual arts......

Many students arrived in front of the guards, and then consciously separated, and the corresponding signs gathered, without a little disorder.

Mu Fan and they also joined the team with the corresponding brand, and the Wenshu team was only sixteen of them, and the guards of the Wenshu team looked at the other teams and then looked at their own team, and felt embarrassed, because the number of his team was too small.

It is divided into five teams, in terms of the number of people, the swordsmanship team is the most, the spirit team is second only to the former, the acupoint skill team, the healing yuan team is not much different, needless to say, the tattoo team, each team is at least twice as many as them, especially the swordsmanship team is three times more.

Except for the tattoo team, the students of the other four teams were all full of faces, talking and laughing, and their faces were full of a trace of laugh lines.

The four young men of the Namu family who came out of the Wenshu Church all chose swordsmanship, so they laughed so much in the swordsmanship team, it is obvious that all the students in the four teams have learned a little effect.

After that, each of the five guards was responsible for leading their own team to send them back...

In the tattoo team, everyone is almost silent, but Mu Fan and Mu Yan'er are more natural, but the overall atmosphere looks depressing.

The four teenagers saw that they were in a bad mood, and then greeted them with a polite smile, and Mu Fan and they also smiled back, although they were not in the same lecture hall, they all walked out of the Mu family.

After walking a distance out of the lobby, we arrived on the street, and the guards of the sword team took the students and turned into another alley, because the dormitory of the sword students was in this alley.

After walking a short distance, the acupoint art team also turned into the path, and every other slightly longer road, a team broke away from the lane.

When there was still a hundred meters away from the Golden Mansion, the spirit team finally entered the alley again.

After arriving at the gate of the Golden Mansion, the guards bowed down to the Praetorian Guards guarding the gate and turned to leave.

After entering the Jin Mansion, Mu Fan and the others didn't linger around, and went directly to the dormitory.

As soon as Mu Fan entered the room, he sat on the bed with his buttocks, squinted his eyes slightly, and rubbed them, because in the lecture hall, he had been staring at the book in a tense state, and his eyes were a little tired for several hours.

After his eyes were refreshed, he opened the tattoo book and looked at the contents inside, his eyes were devoted to the lines, his focused gaze wandered and swept, and his brain was also running.

In the book, the pot fire burns the liquid, evaporates a trace of aroma, has the effect of relaxation and pleasure, although I don't know what kind of liquid, but it has such an effect, the price of this thing should not be low, can burn this liquid, the treatment is quite good.

Jin Chenzi and the white-bearded old man sat by the pot fire, sitting on an equal footing with the head of the family as a mentor, obviously, the white-bearded old man's reputation in the lobby was also quite loud.

Since the establishment of the hall, because he has taught a lot of talents, he has contributed to the Jin Mansion, and he has been named the first bishop, which can be imagined, a bit unusual.

After that, Jin Chenzi recruited other mentors one after another, and those mentors had to pay three points to the white-bearded old man when they saw him, and in the entire mentor's qualifications, he could be regarded as a veteran.

"Bai Xu, how is this group of students, do you feel satisfied?" Jin Chenzi said.

"It's still the same, you don't know, I'm just starting to enter the tattoo department, and I can't get used to it without a little patience, so I can't keep them."

Over the years, I have taught many batches of students, and each batch was scared away by more than half, but those who can stay, they are almost better than the students of other disciplines.

"It's normal, if no one runs, then it's really abnormal, I think, it's already expected by you, right?" Jin Chenzi said.

The white-bearded old man smiled lightly, this situation has always been like this, and it has become the practice of every batch of students, not surprising.

"Master of the Jin family, do you know? In my lecture hall, there were originally more than sixty students, but in the first class, they evaporated, and the rest were all the boys and girls of the Mu family, but only four of them ran."

"Haha, then you have to teach them well," Jin Chenzi smiled happily.

"It's important to teach, but not now, besides, let them grind at the beginning, it's better if they can realize it themselves."

The remaining ones are to be commended for working together to overcome this frightening illusion. Whether or not you can learn to become a tattoo is one yard, but at least the courage is one step ahead of the same batch of students.

"It's okay, whatever you want" Knowing that the white-bearded old man has very deep teaching qualifications, he must have his own set of teaching methods for students, and the topic changed, "What stage have you reached now?"

"It's still at the third level of the Dou Pattern Spirit, and it's still a little short of the Tattoo Master."

"Well, haven't you made any strides this year?"

"No, I've been at the peak of the third level for more than a year, and it's too difficult to break this threshold, but it doesn't matter" The white-bearded old man smiled, not a little discouraged.

"It takes time to settle, there will always be a day"

"Heh, an old man like me, I don't pursue the tattoo master above"

"No matter what, you are the first bishop of the lobby, and you are the identity of the Dou Wen Ling, and you are the admiration of all the mentors" Jin Chenzi's mind flashed, and he thought of something, so he asked: "Crossing to the fourth level of the pattern, right?"

"It's still a little bit close, it shouldn't be the time yet, but in a few months, you can reach the fourth level of the tattoo," the white-bearded old man said with a confident smile.

Jin Chenzi took out a tattoo book, handed it to the white-bearded old man, and chuckled: "This book, maybe you need it very much"

The white-bearded old man took it, his eyes shook a little suddenly, he was unsettled, and said excitedly: "Master Jin, this... This fourth-level spiritual book."

A few levels of spiritual books will evoke several levels of patterns, whether it is an immortal book or a holy Buddhist scripture book, they are all corresponding, that is to say, these four-level spiritual books evoke four-level patterns.

"Well, in the past two or three years, a large number of students have been trained for the Jin Mansion, so this fourth-level spirit book is rewarded to you!"