Several people landed on the square in front of the mountain gate, the square area is wide, and the royal martial arts courtyard is written on the welcome stone, four big characters.

There were already hundreds of new disciples waiting in the square, and when they saw them coming, they all turned their heads to look at them.

All eyes were focused on Su Yi'an for a while.

Su Yi'an, who was like a heavenly immortal, ignored it, and her pretty face was as calm as a frost goddess.

When everyone saw the purple robe she was wearing, they asked softly, "What is the origin of that beautiful senior sister, who is actually wearing the clothes of a personal disciple?"

"You're out of town, aren't you? The first goddess of the Royal Martial Academy, Senior Sister Yi'an, you don't know her? She is one of the three upper courts, Senior Sister Yaoguang Yuan. Someone whispered.

"You only know one thing, Senior Sister Yi'an is still the first product of the dynasty, the beloved daughter of Master Taishi Su. Someone else added in a flash.

"Wow, lady of heaven. There was an immediate cry from the crowd.

Hearing what Shangsanyuan said, Ling Feng was puzzled and asked, "Senior Brother Soul Chasing, what is Shangsanyuan?"

Chasing the soul looked at the crowd, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he chuckled: "The so-called Shangsanyuan is all relatives of the emperor, and the prince and grandson are self-proclaimed. It is Tianquan, Tianji, and Yaoguang Three Gardens. They look down on us, the disciples of the common people, and claim to be the upper three courts. ”

After chasing souls and explaining Ling Feng, he realized that although Jin Kangguo had countless sects, most of them were small sects and factions, and their family power was limited.

Although the children among them are excellent, how can their cultivation resources and wealth be compared to these high-ranking lords in the imperial capital?

Those children in the upper three gardens are all from the background of princes and dukes, at least they are also well-dressed eunuchs and wealthy families. Entering the Royal Martial Academy only relied on the forces behind him, and he didn't need to go through a test like Ling Feng and them.

The key is that these people feel superior to others, and they usually look down on those civilian disciples of the other two courts, so they naturally form a sense of superiority.

As long as they are disciples of the upper three gardens, they will inevitably have a bright future after they come out, while the people of the other two gardens will enter the army and start from the bottom.

There is naturally an invisible gully between each other, forming an opposing trend.

Only then did Ling Feng notice that the hundreds of people in the square were naturally divided into two sides, faintly alienated.

"It seems that I am also the fate of the next two gardens. Ling Feng thought to himself.

When he looked at the rich children in the square, he saw that their strength was average, similar to Xi Xiangnan and others, but when he faced the people on his side, he looked proud.

While he was thinking wildly, a cold-faced boy with a high crown and tied hair came from inside the door. This person is also wearing a purple robe.

The ordinary formal disciples in the Royal Martial Academy wore blue robes, the core disciples with higher strength wore black robes, and only a few elders and disciples could wear purple robes if they were comparable to the deacon level in terms of strength and status.

Therefore, the status is clear, just from the color of the clothes, you can see at a glance what status and strength this person has.

And the status is different, the resources distributed from the courtyard every month, and the number of spirit stones are also different.

Of course, those ordinary disciples all tried their best to tie up with the upper-level senior brothers.

The purple-robed cold-faced man took a folding fan with gold lacquer and jade bones in his hand and walked straight out of the door.

Behind him, several black-robed core disciples and blue-robed ordinary disciples surrounded him in the middle like the stars holding the moon.

I saw that the person looked at Ling Feng and the others, a trace of imperceptible discoloration flashed in his eyes first, and then he immediately returned to normal, hugged his fists and said haha to Hao Hua, and then came to Su Yi'an as if no one was around.

With a kind smile on his face, he asked with concern: "Senior Sister Yi'an is back, is this trip going well?"

Su Yi'an and Ling Feng stood together, their footsteps stopped, there was no sense of alienation, and they smiled politely, as if they were not very interested in Yuwen Shanhe.

Then he replied: "Thank you Senior Brother Yuwen for your concern, everything is fine." ”

All the disciples on the field were swept away by her smile, and they were stunned with their mouths slightly open.

Even those female disciples were impressed by her peerless smile, and secretly praised themselves for being inferior.

Hearing Yi On call the other party Senior Brother Yuwen, more than half of the people on the field had a longing light in their eyes.

Especially those new female disciples even screamed with flowers: "Ah, that's Senior Brother Yuwen Shanhe of Tianquan Yuan." ”

"Wow, it turned out to be the Prince Regent, so handsome. ”

Yuwen Shanhe is the son of the regent Yuwen Xiongba, and the son of Yuwen Gate.

Yuwen Xiongba has a heavy army, a high and powerful position, Sima Zhao's heart is well known to passers-by, no one in the government and the opposition dares to provoke, even if he sees the emperor, he will not be polite.

Although the emperor had long known Yuwen Xiongba's ambition to dominate the wolf, he had never seen any action, which showed that the wrestling between Yuwen Xiongba and the emperor had a faint upper hand.

Yuwen Shanhe's status in the Royal Martial Arts Academy can be imagined.

Just like the situation of the government and the opposition, Yuwen Shanhe has the most abundant resources and the strongest strength in the upper three gardens, and is the first person in the five major gardens.

Tianquan Yuan is also ranked first among the martial arts.

Yuwen Shanhe saw that the soul chaser next to him whispered to Ling Feng, introducing the situation of the Royal Martial Academy, and he didn't think about himself.

His face was slightly angry, and then he suppressed it, and opened his mouth to ask, "Senior Brother Song is also back." I haven't seen you for more than half a year, but can you still gain from the experience of junior and younger brothers?"

Chasing Soul is also a disciple of Tianshu Yuan, although he is not the third garden, but his strength is there, and Yuwen Shanhe is also a little jealous.

Chasing Soul looked at Yuwen Shanhe, and took out his usual old farmer-style smile: "Thank you Senior Brother Yuwen for your concern, my little brother has gained a lot this time, and I have met an interesting person." ”

Stretched out his hand and pulled Ling Feng: "Come, Ling Feng will introduce you, this is our law enforcement disciple of the Royal Martial Academy, the first senior brother of Shangsanyuan, Yuwen Shanhe." ”

patted Ling Feng on the shoulder and introduced to Yuwen Shanhe: "This is Wuci Ling Feng." ”

Yuwen Shanhe glanced at Ling Feng obliquely, seeing that he was dressed plainly, and he didn't feel any fluctuations on his body, his eyes nodded slightly with contempt, and he didn't bother to say hello.

At this time, a man in black clothes behind Yuwen Shanhe had broom eyebrows, mung bean eyes, garlic nose, moles at the corners of his mouth, and curly hair.

The head is big and the neck is thin, and it is as obscene as it is.

Suddenly stood up and said with disdain: "Hehe, it's an inferior pariah recruited from a corner in the countryside." ”

After speaking, he stood with a contemptuous look on his chest, just opposite Ling Feng, obviously indicating that he was targeting Ling Feng and a few people.

Ling Feng and the others looked coldly at this obscene guy, who was not tall, thin and thin, and had an overly wine-colored face on his face.

"Bastard Pang Xuan, who do you say is a pariah?" Soul Chaser's face turned cold and he shouted.

It turned out that this person was Yuwen Shanhe's subordinate, the son of the general Pang Kun, Pang Xuan. Seeing that he was wearing a black robe, he was also a core disciple.

Yuwen Shanhe is leisurely, squinting his eyes and looking like he is watching a play.

Pang Xuan naturally didn't dare to contradict the soul chaser.

Ling Feng stretched out his hand and dragged the soul chaser: "Senior Brother Song, why bother to be like this kind of brain-dead, let's go first." ”

Hundreds of newcomers in the square were waiting for the branch where Elder Wu was assigned.

Chasing Soul snorted coldly and led everyone inside.

Ling Feng walked past the Yuwen Shanhe gang, Pang Xuan's broom eyebrows were twisted together, and his face was already angry.

dared to say that he was brain-dead in front of so many newcomers, and Ling Feng was still the first, which made him very embarrassed in front of everyone.

"Untouchables, the slaves I bought are all higher than yours. Pang Xuan saw that Ling Feng didn't seem to have much strength, and said indifferently.

Ling Feng stopped and took a deep breath, there are so many idiots in the upper three gardens!