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There are all kinds of smells floating in the wind, such as the smell of the rushing stream on the right, the fragrance of wildflowers and verdant plants on the left, and the smell of red dust wafting with the smoke of the cooking......

Walking slowly along the bluestone path, Gu Xiaozhao came to the stream.

A single-plank bridge spans the stream, the bridge deck is narrow, the narrowest part is only a shoe wide, not even allowing two people to walk opposite each other, there is no guardrail on the side of the bridge, the huge wooden beams that make up the bridge look rotten, the wormholes bitten by termites can be seen everywhere, as soon as people step on it, the bridge body trembles, and looks like it is about to collapse.

The single-plank bridge is erected on top of two cliffs, and under the cliffs, the stream is two feet high from the bridge.

Under the bridge, the stream flows very fast, white bubbles emerge from time to time, water droplets splash more than a foot high, and black craggy strange rocks suddenly stand out in the stream, and disappear suddenly......

Across the single-plank bridge, through a small forest, there is a courtyard, the courtyard is built against the foot of the mountain, and in the center is a large grass hall, which is the place where Gu Xiaozhao will go - Shuangzhao Hall.

Today, Gu Xiaozhao walked alone.

In the past, it was Gu Chuang who accompanied him.

On the side of the bridge, there were several teenagers dressed in white like Gu Xiaozhao with straw ropes tied around their waists, and they stood in two groups, waiting in turn to cross the bridge.

First come, first go, that's the rule.

As for wearing white clothes with a straw rope around his waist, it is the uniform of the disciples of the Dripping Water Contemplation Body Realm, if he can step into the Qi Refining Realm, he will change to wearing black clothes and hemp rope around his waist.

There are reasons why this is so.

In this world, the ruling class is a family of gate lords, with a very strict upper and lower system. The aristocracy can only intermarry with the nobles, and there is a gap-like gap between the family and the poor family, which must not be easily touched, and it is as difficult as changing the world to change this situation.

Most of the martial arts cultivation sects in Banan County tend to only admit the children of the nobility.

Take the Ziqi Donglai Pavilion that competes with Dishui Guan to be the first sect of Banan, for example, they never recruit children from poor families, and even if they recruit children from the door valve, they are often from the lineage or from a long house, even if they are from a concubine and a partial house, they are often rejected from the door.

And those ordinary martial arts halls in the neighborhood of the market recruit the children of the poor family, and those noble children do not bother to set foot in these places at all.

The concept of dripping water is different, and what is emphasized is that there is no class.

This is because the Dripping View has a royal background, and the past generations of Guanguan have an inextricable relationship with the royal family, and some are even from the royal family themselves.

Therefore, the dripping view dares to do this.

As long as they have talent, whether they are the children of nobles or poor families, they can be introduced into the door, and even those poor children with four walls can also enter the door to practice. The children of the nobility have to pay a lot of bundles, and those poor people not only do not need to pay bundles, but they can even get funding from the temple, as long as they are good enough.

When two teenagers who were originally in different worlds get together, it will naturally cause a collision and countless sparks fly.

In order to eliminate the barriers between them as much as possible, the students of the academy must also wear uniform clothing, hoping that this will allow them to develop a sense of community.

Of course, whether it works or not is another story.

When he came to the bridge, Gu Xiaozhao stood silently at the end.

The two groups of people in front, one group of people are located at the head of the bridge, although there is a difference between the center and the periphery between each other, the difference between dignity and inferiority is not obvious at all, and that group of people is from a civilian background at a glance.

The other group of people obviously had a distinction between superior and inferior, and several people surrounded the two guys like stars and moons, with solemn expressions and respectful attitudes. The two men were talking to each other, and there was no one else in their eyes but each other. These two must be the sons of the noble lords, and the others are their companions.

Seeing Gu Xiaozhao, the two groups of people glanced at him at the same time, a trace of surprise flashed in their eyes, and then they looked away, and no one greeted him.

In the Dripping Water View, Gu Xiaozhao has no friends.

Of course, it's not so handsome that he has no friends, but the reason why it's so is because he is afraid of being assassinated.

Every time he left the small courtyard and went out, he was escorted by Gu Feiyang and others, and all the things he dealt with others were handed over to those three people.

The important thing is that as a protector, he is often inseparable.

Even if he is learning art in Shuangzhaotang, Zhan Duan will stay outside the door of the school and never leave.

It was never before that people had come alone like today, and in this way, the eyes of those people were surprised.

Gu Xiaozhao walked over slowly, standing at the end of the line, silent as before.

Soon, the people in front crossed the bridge one after another.

When it was Gu Xiaozhao's turn, a group of people arrived.

There are seven or eight people in the group, but there is only one protagonist, even if he is wearing white linen clothes and a straw rope around his waist, he feels different.

At first glance, it looks like it stands out from the crowd!

A group of seven or eight people, others are bowed their heads and bent over, only he holds his head high, his head high, although he is still wearing white clothes, but it is made of silk, and the straw rope around his waist is also from the gastrodia grass of Yidu Jinyifang, although it is grass, it is tough and abnormal, and the production is very small, and the value is very high.

It's just that his crane doesn't look as noble as a crane, and some are just frivolous and arrogant.

Walking step by step, it is no different from a goose walking in a flock of chickens.

Seventeen or eighteen years old, his facial features are also handsome, but his demeanor looks a little sluggish, all the way, he keeps yawning, under his small eyes, there are two big dark circles under his eyes, and at a glance, he knows that this guy has indulged all night and has not slept well.

This person Gu Xiaozhao recognized, surnamed Zhao, called Rufeng or something.

He and the young Gu Xiaozhao entered the Dripping Water Concept in the same year, and his martial arts cultivation was slightly stronger than Gu Xiaozhao, and now he was in the middle of the Forging Bone Realm, and he was piled up with medicine, here, like Gu Xiaozhao, he was also classified as a waste material that was ridiculed.

Seeing Gu Xiaozhao alone, Zhao Rufeng's eyes flashed with a hint of joy.

He turned his head and glanced at his companion beside him, and then pointed at Gu Xiaozhao, who was about to go to the bridge.

His companion was a nineteen-year-old stocky young man, who understood what his master meant, he nodded slightly, quickened his pace, and swaggered towards Gu Xiaozhao.

As he walked, he shouted.

"Stand ...... the people in front"

Hearing the voice, Gu Xiaozhao slowly turned to look at the man with an indifferent expression.

"My son-in-law wants to cross the bridge, so you step aside......"

The man pointed at Gu Xiaozhao, his nostrils facing the sky, and his attitude was so arrogant that he was like commanding a subordinate.

Gu Xiaozhao pursed the corners of his mouth slightly, smiled, and glanced at Zhao Rufeng in the crowd who was deliberately looking at the sky with his head held high, he slowly moved away and responded.

"Good!"

"Count you as acquaintances!"

The man had a hideous smile on his face, his hands clasped together, and his bones creaked.

"Dog mongrel!"

Then, he cursed lightly and spat a mouthful of thick phlegm on the ground.