Zhutian: Start from the wild, be the eternal protagonist!

Chapter 27 Reverse black and white, add fire! (12) Ask for collection, ask for tickets!
It's just dawn.

Whoosh!Whoosh!
Ji Ning and Mu Zishuo both landed in front of the Headmaster Hall.

"A lot of official disciples."

Mu Zishuo saw at a glance that more than a hundred official disciples had gathered in the teaching hall, and they were chatting casually with each other. When they saw the two appeared, they all cast their eyes over.

"I have seen you brothers."

Ji Ning and Mu Zishuo cupped their hands in salute.

Those official disciples nodded slightly, with kindness in their eyes.

A female disciple with a gentle temperament greeted her even more: "You two, the initiation ceremony will take a while to start, please come in first and so on."

The two hurriedly declined on the grounds that they had not formally entered yet, and stood in front of the main teaching hall to wait.

【If I knew this earlier, I might as well wait until the ceremony is approaching like Senior Brother Xia Mang did. 】

Ji Ning looked at his nose with his eyes and his heart with his nose, turning a blind eye to all kinds of eyes that looked at him curiously.

"These two juniors are really young. I heard that one is only sixteen and the other is only fourteen?"

"The young man in the white robe is called Mu Zishuo. He is fourteen years old. He was born in the Mulan clan. He lost his father when he was a baby and his mother when he was ten. The exercises he gave, as well as some of Mu Lan’s puppet techniques, have passed the assessment of our academy.”

"so smart?"

"The other boy in animal skin is even more powerful. His name is Ji Ning, and he is sixteen this year. He comes from a small tribe in Yanshan, Anchan County, and the strongest in the tribe is the one who refines the Qi Zifu. Ji Ning's parents are also He passed away early, but he showed peerless talent since he was a child, and a few days ago, he killed a Zifu Consummation God Demon and more than 20 Zifu monks in Xuelong Mountain by himself."

"Monster, oh monster!"

"Yeah, when we were this age, most of us were congenitally consummated, so we're ready to break through the Purple Mansion. Both of them can be admitted to our academy."

"The most important thing is that both of them came from ordinary backgrounds. I have never heard of the 'Yanshan' where Junior Brother Ji Ning's tribe is located."

The formal disciples in the teaching hall were discussing softly.

The center of the topic of discussion is naturally the freshest junior who is about to start.

At this time, a formal disciple who had been in seclusion for a long time and only left the seclusion last night asked curiously: "Aren't there three new disciples this year? Who is the other one?"

There was a sudden silence in the whole hall.

"That one."

Someone sneered, "That Junior Brother Xia Manggan is from the royal family, and he has been very popular in Anchan City recently."

"The younger brother of the royal Xia Mang family?"

The disciple who asked the question did not hear other meanings in this person's voice, but instead heard that a new junior was a Xia Mang family's child, and a gleam of joy appeared on his face.

The friendship of the same family is much more reliable than the friends you make casually outside.

After all, each other is governed by rules.

And a sect like the Black and White Academy, which takes the elite route, has only more than 300 disciples from the three generations of Zifu and Vientiane Realm. Because there are few people, everyone is familiar with them, and the friendship between the same sects is even deeper.

Some brothers of the same sect have deep feelings, even stronger than those of the same clan.

That's why when he heard that a descendant of the Xia Mang family from the royal family was about to become a fellow disciple, that disciple's face showed joy.

"Junior Brother Hao, don't be too happy so early. We treat him as a fellow student, but they may not necessarily treat us as a fellow disciple."

Another formal disciple spoke.

"How do you say it?" The formal disciple surnamed Hao asked doubtfully.

Most of the other official disciples also showed curiosity.

then.

Xia Manggan's various performances during the entrance examination were explained in detail by two formal disciples.

It's just that in the two people's narration, Xia Mangqian was the last one to arrive when he came to participate in the entrance examination, relying on his royal status.

Afterwards, because he practiced the Qi-refining Method of Immortal Rank, he was allowed to participate in the assessment even if he was already in the perfect state of Qi-refining Zifu.

But first, he showed off his strength in the puppet formation by relying on his cultivation being higher than the rest of the young monks who participated in the assessment, and then in the last round of the formal disciple guard assessment, regardless of Beishan Xuantang's intentional mercy, he made a fierce attack instead.

When Beishan Xuantang was forced to use an earth-level magic weapon to protect himself beyond the limit, Xia Manggan caught the mistake and forced him with his royal status, so that the academy punished Beishan Xuantang...

"Poor senior brother Xuantang was injured and sentenced to ten years of imprisonment."

The official disciple who was talking about it said indignantly, "You say, who dares to make friends with such a fellow disciple?"

"unacceptable."

"How can this be!"

"Senior Brother Xuan Tang is such a gentle and courteous person..."

"Look, the two juniors, Ji Ning and Mu Zishuo, came to wait early, but that Xia Manggan hasn't arrived yet."

"Yeah, it's too arrogant."

"No. We have to find a way to teach him a lesson, otherwise he will think that our official disciples of the Black and White Academy are easy to deceive."

"Correct."

……

The long-haired woman in a water-blue Taoist robe listened silently, a trace of sarcasm flashed in the depths of her eyes.

Now the loudest ones in the main hall are the ones closest to Beishan Xuantang on weekdays, and most of them are from lowly clans, or remote offshoots of big clans that are not valued.

obviously.

These people all listened to Beishan Xuantang's narration, and naturally harbored aversion to Xia Manggan's royal status, so they worked so hard to lead the rhythm among the official disciples.

But in fact, is it really so?
The long-haired woman didn't believe it.

Especially the 'facts' that came out through the mouth of the hypocritical and distorted Beishan Xuantang.

……

Jade bed.

The Headmaster of the Black and White Academy, 'Bihai Taoist' sat cross-legged, looking at the floating mirror in front of him.

In the water mirror, the scene inside the Headmaster Hall is displayed.

The conversations and discussions of those official disciples can also be clearly heard.

"Convert black and white, tell truth!"

Taoist Bihai showed disgust on his face.

He doesn't correct his mistakes, and still uses his friends from the same school to sow discord among his seniors.

Although he didn't dare to say that the punishment of Xuegong was unfair to him.

But Beishan Xuantang placed himself on the weak, the victim, so where would the Academy be placed?

Originally, Taoist Bihai did not inform the entire academy of the punishment of Beishan Xuantang, because he wanted to save some face for Beishan Xuantang, and even more so for Taoist Tie Shou.

Now it seems……

"A disciple with such a wicked mind can no longer be kept."

Just when Taoist Bihai was about to get up and go to the Headmaster Hall to announce everything——

"Bi Hai, let those little guys talk and make trouble."

"Yes. If you tell other second-generation disciples, don't worry about it, and don't ask."

"Three generations of disciples receive too much preferential treatment in Anchan City, and all of them have their eyes above the top. They just take this opportunity to sharpen their skills."

"Haha, those little guys are still discussing to teach Xia Mang boy a lesson in the battle of the Hall of Discussion in a few days. No, I have to add fire. Otherwise, these little guys won't be enough to fight."

"Senior Brother Five Crazy, go find those top three-generation disciples..."

Taoist Bihai heard the increasingly excited voices of the five immortal elders, and anticipation also appeared in his eyes.

The inheritance of the patriarch of Xuegong 'Hunyuan Tianxian'.

What it was like, they hadn't seen it yet.

Not just five immortals.

He was also curious.

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