The magic circle sigil is what Mu Zheng is not good at, can he not have a headache?

He wasn't interested in memorizing the same things that looked like ghost talismans, and he was the only one in Qinglin Academy, and he would always be the first from the bottom!

It took a sigil to draw it right after trying it a dozen times, and it was even more difficult for the circle, no matter how many times he summoned it with the sigil, he never succeeded.

People are really more angry than people! Looking at Jiang Lin, a success is almost flawless.

The Jiang family was originally good at the kind of magic array, so naturally they threw Mu Zheng dozens of streets in this assessment, and Jiang Lin had the upper hand.

"Try again..."

Bite your thumb and swipe a trail of blood across the sigil, then seal your hands and wait for the seconds......

It's not a static picture, it's really nothing, and he's failed again!

The rune was covered with blood, and it was gradually going to hide its original appearance, with a calm expression, standard movements, and I don't know why, the magic circle did not move.

At this time, in the eyes of Chu Ci and Jiang Lin, this young man has become a mediocre man who does nothing, like a beggar who is poor all the year round, standing at the door of the restaurant and saying that he is rich......

After Jiang Lin finished Mu Zheng's last attempt, the sigil had been completely invalidated, and he asked the ninth official next to him questioningly, "Is he really Mu Quan's descendant?"

After a slight pause, Chu Ci said uncertainly: "Now, I'm not very sure about ......"

After dusk, this hour-long lecture finally ended, Mu Zheng couldn't have imagined that this unsmiling Ninth Priest would talk about a long reason, it was simply a surging river, as if he had opened a chatterbox, Rory was chattering, and he was even better than the teacher of Qinglin Academy.

Even if Master Chu's saliva was about to run dry, he still had no way to complete the assessment of the magic circle.

Today, all the disciples of the Academy of Sciences have conducted a level assessment, and the one with the best score is Jiang Lin, and he, Mu Zheng, naturally became the last because of the magic circle.

Mu Zheng knew in his heart that except for him, the other disciples should have successfully completed the two courses.

Fortunately, Mu Zheng didn't care whether he was on the list of long-distance travelers at all.

At the moment, he was anxious about whether his short sword could be repaired.

At the time of today's assessment, in order to be reckless, he was broken off his beloved short sword by the two fingers of the ninth officer, and he really regretted not being at the beginning!

The dagger was not long, just a little more than a dagger, not that it was a rare object, but because it was a birthday gift from his father when he had just turned seventeen.

"Seventh Officer, can it be repaired?"

"It's okay, but it takes some time, and I can give you a discount on the cost of repairs!"

"How much...?"

"Five taels! No bargaining!"

The seventh official stroked his white beard, looking like a villain.

Mu Zheng couldn't wait to strangle this old man to death, and he had to extort money if he repaired a broken sword, five taels of silver, and the lion opened his mouth!

The seventh official looked at Mu Zheng's patchwork, washed white woolen coat, and added: "You must not have any money on you, it's okay, everyone is from the courtyard, it's easy to talk about it, and you are giving money first." ”

"Seventh Judge, do you think I look like a person who took out five taels of silver?...!" Mu Zheng's face was black.

"This... , I'll ask the disciple to find Moss to get it in a while, and I'm also a closed disciple of Moss, so I won't ignore you. ”

“......”

Deliberately, this bad old man is definitely deliberate, deliberately tidying himself up!

This can't be angry with the moss master, her old man, who doesn't know that the moss is going to die!

This bad old man must still be holding a grudge for refusing to be his disciple and throwing him a face that day...

But he is helpless, who makes the best technology in the entire city is this old man!

Mu Zheng felt a little remorseful in his heart at this time, he knew that sooner or later he would have to worship outside the moss gate, but it was better not to deliberately gamble with the Seventh Commander at that time, for the sake of face for that moment.

But even if you worship under the Seven Officials, it may not necessarily be a good thing...

That bad old man, it is said that among the 180 disciples of the Academy, 178 are his apprentices!!

In other words, there are basically only seven officials in the courtyard who accept apprentices every year, and he and Jiang Lin are the first batch of unprecedented.

Why is it said to be the first batch, because no one counted the number of apprentices of the seven officials into the courtyard...

The night gradually came, and the bright moonlight gradually made the entire courtyard elegant, and several beautiful orchids in the courtyard revealed a trace of luxury, but all the disciples did not return to their rooms, but gathered in a corridor, curiously looking at the first young man in the history of the academy to fail the magic circle.

The expressions of the disciples were complicated, confused, disdainful, puzzled, sighing, and even worshiping......

The young man who was in the limelight at the college's graduation ceremony before, his name is almost known to everyone in the city.

Before the ceremony began, no one looked down on such a figure beforehand, and it was said that they were from the slums and the descendants of defectors, and their level in Qinglin Temple was average, and there was nothing particularly outstanding.

Such a person, usually no one cares, but it is such a seemingly inconspicuous young man who has defeated so many excellent disciples and won the favor of the two major officials, and the two officials also fought for this.

Some people asked Mu Zheng if he had any relationship with the Moss Division, and some people asked him if he did it on purpose, and one of the senior brothers was even a little inexplicable: "Senior Brother Mu, with his ingenuity, squeezed into the Twelfth Division alone without showing any strength of the real person, there must be something outstanding about it, let the senior brother take the pulse for the junior brother......"

Mu Zheng always felt a little strange when he heard this, but looking at the senior brother's appreciative look, he didn't look like a malicious person, so he stretched out a wrist to follow the senior brother.

"This ......"

"Situ Zhen, what do you mean, what's the situation?"

Seeing that Situ Zhen's expression was a little strange and he didn't answer, everyone grabbed Situ Zhen and asked.

As a disciple of the Academy, everyone has gone through layers of screening, and even some of them have taken the exam no less than two or three times to get this place, and they are still under the banner of the Seven Divisions, but they are also disciples of the Academy.

However, if a person who fails the magic circle can even enter, it is undoubtedly a slap in their face and a sarcasm for their efforts, and some people are not convinced.

In the corner of the crowd, a man and a woman stood side by side, and the male one looked at Mu Zheng sitting on the stone steps, and mocked: "I really don't understand, why did the moss official accept him, is it because he looks whiter than others?"

The woman next to her answered, "Could it be that you are jealous of him?"

The man coughed twice, and the woman laughed.

"You laugh with three points of sarcasm. ”

Jiang Lin, who was standing in the distance, couldn't stand it anymore.

Jiang Lin walked to the center of everyone, glanced at Mu Zheng, and said expressionlessly: "This guy is a special attribute, a thunder cultivator. ”

In the world of cultivators, the most effective thing is not who has money and power, especially under the protection of the Twelve Divisions, what is more important is talent and the status of future cultivators.

If you want to be able to eat completely in Lincheng, the Siyuan is the first background that is understandable, and if your own natural strength is hard enough, you will also become the object of everyone's respect.

Of course, not everyone who has excellent talent ends up at the top, there are some people who waste their talent in a mediocre way, and some people are killed before they reach the top, so it is easy to attract envy if you have good talent, which is not a good thing.

"It's just a person who wins at the starting line, it's not a big deal, it's all gone. ”

A red dress fluttered in everyone's sight, which has become the usual way of appearance of the four division officials.

"What, what I said doesn't work?" Moss raised his eyebrows, and his tone became a little heavier.

Everyone dispersed with some indignation, Mu Zheng looked at the backs of his disciples in the distance, and sighed silently when he looked at his master who had always seen the beginning and the end of the dragon, he almost thought that Chu Ci, the official of the Nine Divisions, was his master!

"Mu Zheng, you come with me. ”

"Yes...!" Mu Zheng patted the dust on his clothes, got up from the ground, and slowly followed behind Moss.

"You don't even want to use the double bell for a while, you know or not, it's too early for you. Moss turned her back to him, her tone gradually becoming serious.

"Oh... Master, I know!" Mu Zheng replied a little carelessly.

Moss suddenly said solemnly: "If you are using that summoning thunder, I'm afraid you will be paralyzed if you succeed." ”

Mu Zheng enlisted, remembering that Chu Ci had probed his pulse today, and the divine doctor really lived up to his reputation, but he didn't think it would be so serious.

Thunder Summoning is a seventh-level cultivation technique, so it's too early for you!

The sequelae were left when I used it for the first time, and then when I dealt with Chai Yan in the forest on the outskirts of the courtyard, there was already an obvious discomfort, and after that, the symptoms worsened a lot, and the right hand would have spasms from time to time, and even when eating, I could not hold the chopsticks because of shaking.

"Master, how many more opportunities do I have to use it?"

"At most, no matter how much Chu Ci can't save you. ”

Mu Zheng held his arm and sneered: "I used a cattle slaughtering knife to kill chickens, I overestimated their value." ”

"This sword, enough. ”

Mu Zheng was shocked in his heart, the thing that the moss threw into his hand was the short sword that he entrusted to the seventh official to repair, but he didn't expect the old man to move quite fast.

The two walked to a small room and stopped, Mu Zheng waited at the door, and after a while, a small bottle was thrown out, and Mu Zheng caught it.

"And this medicine, take it together, it's good for you. ”

Mu Zheng stared at the figure standing in the room with moss, her red dress looked noble against the candlelight, and muttered: "How do you feel like she has become humane......

Lying on the wooden bed, Mu Zheng stared at the short sword in his hand, and Mu Zheng muttered, "Are you ready?"

In the dark of the night, no one answered the boy's question.

Mu Zheng smirked twice, rubbed the sword body to the light, and said seriously: "More than a dozen people were all killed overnight, how can I not repay this grievance?"

............