"On what terms?"

Jiang Beilin looked at Xu Changfeng, the young man in front of him kept surprising him, how could there be such a blatant bargain? But he still wanted to know what excessive demands Xu Changfeng dared to make from him.

"Help me find someone. Xu Changfeng pondered for a long time and replied affirmatively.

"Looking for whom?"

Jiang Beilin breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, this request was not excessive. In order to find a teenager with problems with his meridians over the years, they have already bought off the relationship between the Heavenly Supervisors.

"This person is an official within the imperial court, and his rank should not be too high, and he used to be called Yao Xi. Xu Changfeng said.

Jiang Beilin's face became even more solemn, inside the imperial court, this is not a joke, in case something that should not be checked is found.

"What are you looking for this person for?" Jiang Beilin was a little scared, really worried that this problem could not be solved, and Xu Changfeng would put forward more excessive conditions.

"He once owed me a debt, and now it's almost due. Xu Changfeng said softly, "His cultivation is not more than the second order." ”

"Second Order!"

Jiang Beilin smiled, a mere second-order cultivator, what unsightly things can he find?

......

Rain comes and goes quickly, and people who have lived in Chang'an for a long time have long been accustomed to this climate.

No, as soon as the sky cleared, Chang'an Avenue was like boiling water in the market, with vendors of all sizes shouting and drinking the goods they were selling, and pedestrians in different clothes were also bustling, almost crowding Chang'an City. Everyone wants to take advantage of this good weather to make a few more deals.

Xu Changfeng changed into a light gray cloth coat and walked quickly to the gate of the Qingzhu Sword Courtyard.

At this time, it was the peak of going to school, and there were many carriages stopped at the gate of the Sword Academy, and there were also those who, like Xu Changfeng, walked to school.

Qingzhu Sword Academy is a cultivation academy attached to the imperial court, and the students who can practice here are either high-ranking officials and nobles, or talented and intelligent cultivation geniuses, or they enter through the back door through the back door.

"Senior Sister Long?"

As soon as Xu Changfeng came to the gate of the Sword Academy, he saw Long Yuxin walking towards him. Today, Long Yuxin wore a tight skirt robe, her graceful curves became a beautiful scenery, and she still held a sword in her hand and a book.

"Why did you take a leave of absence yesterday, are you sick?" asked Long Yuxin with concern.

Xu Changfeng shook his head and said softly: "There is a private matter at home, which has been resolved." ”

"That's good. Long Yuxin nodded and said, "Your first time in the morning class, Senior Su was afraid that you would miss the time by not knowing the way, so let me take you to the school." ”

"Thank you, Senior Sister. Xu Changfeng thanked.

The two of them walked quickly through the green bamboo forest and came to a pavilion on the left side of the sword training ground, which was the school where the morning class was held.

"You go in and find a place, and the teaching will come soon. Long Yu urged, "This is your book." ”

"Hmm. ”

Xu Changfeng took the book with both hands and walked in with small steps.

There are screens around the school, leaving only a gate to enter and exit, and there are about thirty seats inside, almost all of them are full of people, dressed in light green cloth clothes, which are the uniforms of the Qingzhu Sword Academy.

Fortunately, the positions in the school hall were all facing away from the main entrance, so not many people noticed Xu Changfeng walking in.

He chose a slightly remote seat and sat down, and laid the book given by Long Yuxin on the table, titled: Cultivation Record.

Xu Changfeng opened the book excitedly, took a general look, and quickly closed it in disappointment. This is a book dedicated to instructing practitioners to get started, and it is not useful to him.

"Brother. At this time, a young man with clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes leaned over at his table, his eyes full of curiosity, "Why don't you wear a hospital uniform? Today is the morning class of King Song Yan, and you will have to suffer in a while." ”

"King Song Yan?" Xu Changfeng asked suspiciously.

"Isn't it?" the young man in front of him said in surprise, "King Song Yan, you don't know? It's Song Jiaoxi, have you taken all the classes in the past six months?"

Qingzhu Sword Academy recruits students every spring, and Xu Changfeng's classmates have practiced at least half a year earlier than him, or even longer.

As he spoke, a tall middle-aged man in a reddish-brown robe stepped up to the podium, holding a wooden sword in his hand, and his face was stiffened, as if with a hint of anger.

"Teach early. ”

When the students in the school saw the man coming in, they all stood up and said respectfully.

Although Xu Changfeng was half a beat slower, he still barely kept up with the rhythm of everyone.

The man glanced at the students in front of him, and his eyes quickly locked on Xu Changfeng, who was dressed in gray cloth. He walked down quickly, the wooden sword lightly tapped on the wooden table in front of Xu Changfeng, and asked in a deep voice:

"Why don't you wear a hospital gown?"

Xu Changfeng's heart sank, and he whispered: "The student is the first day of class, and he has not received the uniform yet. ”

"First day?" the man paused, then asked, "Are you Xu Changfeng?"

"Yes. ”

Xu Changfeng's voice fell, and the students present immediately turned their heads secretly and glanced at it a few times.

"He's Xu Changfeng?

"It turned out to be him, he asked for leave on the first day of school, and he had a big face......"

For a moment, a burst of whispering sounded out.

"Those who don't know are not guilty, if I find out that you are not wearing a hospital uniform next time, I will punish you severely. Song Jiaoxi shouted in a deep voice.

"The student got it. Xu Changfeng nodded hurriedly.

"Sit down. Song Jiaoxi said, turning back to the podium.

After this little episode, the morning class began. Song Jiaoxi is the strictest teaching in the Qingzhu Sword Academy, and most of the students usually have a stiff face, and some students call Song Yama King in private.

"Brother Tai, you can really do it, you are targeted by King Song Yan, and you will have a good life in the future. The handsome man next to him turned sideways and whispered, "My name is Ma Yan, if you don't understand anything in the future, just ask." ”

"Thank you. Xu Changfeng smiled at Ma Yan and began to listen carefully.

It's just that he soon discovered that he was stunned when he listened to the content of Song Jiaoxi, like listening to a book from heaven.

After all, he was just an ordinary person, and he was a complete layman to the world of cultivators.

"I think everyone knows that in order to cultivate to reach the Qi Condensation Realm, you can practice the exercises. Exercises are the carrier of aura, if there is no exercise to guide the aura, to grow in the future, the aura in the body will gradually become uncontrollable with a large amount of accumulation, and finally will explode and die. So today, what I'm going to talk about is the cultivation of the exercises. Song Jiaoxi said solemnly, "Xu Changfeng, you come to run the spiritual energy in your body for a week. ”

When Song Jiaoxi clicked on Xu Changfeng's name, the faces of his classmates all showed a look of course, and they were targeted by King Song Yan, can they have a good life?

Xu Changfeng stood up with an embarrassed face and replied, "Song Jiaoxi, I haven't washed the marrow yet, so I don't know how to run the aura. ”

For a while, the audience was silent, and Song Jiaoxi almost couldn't believe his ears. Who allowed him to come in through the back door?

It's not that Qingzhu Sword Academy is not allowed to go through the back door, but most of the people who go through the back door are because they are over sixteen years old and have a little relationship at home, so they are allowed to come in and practice.

can be like Xu Changfeng, so far the first!

Song Jiaoxi looked at Xu Changfeng, and he became more and more annoyed.

Cultivation is a path against the sky, and if you are not careful, you may die. Qingzhu Sword Courtyard is not a place to play home. He thinks that Xu Changfeng is just here to have a good time.

"You give me a way out, face the wall and punish the station!" Song Jiaoxi scolded angrily.

Xu Changfeng didn't explain much, turned around and walked out of the school, standing behind the screen. It was also expected that this kind of thing would happen today. Since you are determined to learn the sword, you must be prepared to endure hardships.

The morning class ended for an hour and a half, and Song Jiaoxi walked out of the school and found that Xu Changfeng was still standing behind the screen, and he was secretly surprised. I was just surprised......

With Song Jiaoxi leaving, the students in the school held the three-foot green peak in their hands and left the school quickly. After the morning class, it was the sword trial class, although the teaching of the sword trial class was not as strict as the Song teaching and learning, but no one wanted to be late.

When they walked past Xu Changfeng, some were cold-eyed, some were sympathetic, and some were disdainful, and everyone's eyes were projected on Xu Changfeng without reservation.

Xu Changfeng didn't know that behind a boulder in front of the school, Su Yongqiu was quietly watching this scene.

It was he who deliberately did not give Xu Changfeng a uniform, and he deliberately did not tell the teacher about his meridian problems. For Xu Changfeng, this is just some innocuous ridicule.

If he can't even pass this level, how can he learn swords?