From resistance to integration to trying to influence this era, it is a very complicated and difficult process for An Zheng. The Police Department is a starting point for him. At least he has the ability to provide some protection before meeting Qu Liuxi and Xiao Yezi, even if they are in the Nine Saint Sect.
After Fang Tanzhi died, An Zheng and the others became people without the guidance of their husband, so they were a little embarrassed. According to the intention of the first vice-president Tang Xianxu, the senior brother An Caichen was to become a disciple and lead them to continue their practice. However, An Caichen was seriously injured and refused to appear in Ningmu Pavilion as a gentleman, so the matter was shelved for the time being.
"Go ahead."
After Fang Tanzhi died, An Zheng and the others became people without the guidance of their husband, so they were a little embarrassed. According to the intention of the first vice-president Tang Xianxu, the senior brother An Caichen was to become a disciple and lead them to continue their practice. However, An Caichen was seriously injured and refused to appear in Ningmu Pavilion as a gentleman, so the matter was shelved for the time being.
Although An Zheng didn't know what to accept, he expressed his acceptance.
An Zheng said, "I've met the Vice-President."
Although An Zheng didn't know what to accept, he expressed his acceptance.
Du Shoshou curled his lips. In his opinion, this was an extremely tasteless show of pretentiousness.
The four people left with ugly expressions and walked toward the A-shaped gate. The four people were three men and one woman. The one named Du Yuan was a girl who looked to be about twenty years old. She was the kind of woman who seemed very gentle at first glance. Just like the flowing water under the small bridge under the weeping willows in the south of the Yangtze River, people feel that they must love her well, instead of throwing a stone into the water to ruin her appearance.
He looked at An Zheng provocatively, but to his surprise, An Zheng just cupped his fists and said, "Disciple, take note."
He looked at An Zheng provocatively, but to his surprise, An Zheng just cupped his fists and said, "Disciple, take note."
An Caichen said that there will always be only one gentleman in Ningmu Pavilion, and that is Mr. Fang.
An Caichen said that there will always be only one gentleman in Ningmu Pavilion, and that is Mr. Fang.
After about seven or eight days, the academy finally made a decision that a vice-president would work part-time in Ningmu Pavilion in person. The vice-president has a good background. It is said that he once served as an adviser to the emperor. Later, he could not survive in the court because he was too upright. However, he did have some ability and was loyal to Ning Xiaolou, so Ning Xiaolou wanted to protect him. This man who made too many enemies because of his uprightness arranged him to Baisheng Academy.
The first one mentioned a deputy dean, and the second one mentioned a dean. The difference in attitude was because he suddenly discovered that although this senior figure was arrogant and cold, he would not fail to do what he should do. This is an attitude. I don't like to settle for them, but I will definitely finish what I should do.
Because those three people were only third-level disciples, they did not dare to make any mistakes. They could not refute even if they were scolded, so they had no choice but to go to the C-shaped gate obediently.
Because those three people were only third-level disciples, they did not dare to make any mistakes. They could not refute even if they were scolded, so they had no choice but to go to the C-shaped gate obediently.
After about seven or eight days, the academy finally made a decision that a vice-president would work part-time in Ningmu Pavilion in person. The vice-president has a good background. It is said that he once served as an adviser to the emperor. Later, he could not survive in the court because he was too upright. However, he did have some ability and was loyal to Ning Xiaolou, so Ning Xiaolou wanted to protect him. This man who made too many enemies because of his uprightness arranged him to Baisheng Academy.
The four people looked at each other, obviously not knowing such a rule before.
"Yizimen."
An Zheng didn't explain anything. He knew that he had been tricked by Gao Shu without knowing it.
"I don't care who you are or what your status is, let alone a prosecutor of the Police Department. Even if you are the chairman of the Department of Police, as long as you are a disciple of Baisheng Academy, you must follow the rules of the academy. What happens next You must strictly follow my instructions for a few days. My name is Song Mouyuan. This is my territory. I don’t care whether you are a big or small person. Just behave yourself in the uniform of a disciple. "
This gentleman is also a top student. After arriving at Baisheng Academy, he received a salary but did not teach. In his words, what I learned is used to govern the country and bring peace to the world, not to teach some young boys. In his opinion, being a counselor next to Ning Xiaolou is a right thing, but being a tutor in Baisheng Academy is an insult to him...
Because those three people were only third-level disciples, they did not dare to make any mistakes. They could not refute even if they were scolded, so they had no choice but to go to the C-shaped gate obediently.
Du Shoshou curled his lips. In his opinion, this was an extremely tasteless show of pretentiousness.
"I only do what I should do, because Mr. Fang is a person I respect, so you don't expect me to take the initiative to teach you anything. How to arrange the courses and how to follow the process, I just do it all. Who was just promoted to second grade before? A senior disciple?"
The four people looked at each other, obviously not knowing such a rule before.
Gao Shu waved his hand: "Others can practice their own way. Don't disturb me if you have nothing to do."
Song Mouyuan looked at the three third-level disciples: "You three are the best among the third-level disciples, and this test is an opportunity for you. There are two ways for third-level disciples to advance to second-level disciples. The first is the promotion battle. The second is that the person who gets the first place in the monthly routine test can become the seed player of the promotion battle without taking the test, and may even be directly promoted to the second level disciple. The first ones have become second-level disciples, I hope you won’t be embarrassed.”
"Disciple remembers it."
Although An Zheng didn't know what to accept, he expressed his acceptance.
However, after Ning Xiaolou personally gave the order, he could not refuse, so he had to come to Ningmu Pavilion reluctantly. In fact, the main reason why he didn't refuse was his respect for Fang Frank.
The four people looked at each other, and then looked at An Zheng, as if they were a little embarrassed because of what he said just now, that you four are the worst first-level disciples, especially in front of An Zheng and his second- and third-level disciples. .
An Zheng clasped his fists: "Thank you, Mr. Dean."
He pointed at the Y-shaped sect: "You are the only second-level disciple in this period. It only tests your talent and ability to evaluate the grade. Each level of disciple is divided into seven grades. You are now the second-grade seventh grade. The first-level disciples received five times as much as you. The worst one who entered was rated as fifth-level, and the best one was rated as second-level and second-level, and almost completed all the tests in the secret realm. The disciples can directly participate in the next promotion battle. If they do not participate in the primary election, they can directly enter the elimination system. "
An Zheng took a step forward and said, "It's me. I've met you sir."
His name is Gao Shu, a tall, gentle man who looks like a reckless man. In a sense, he is actually somewhat similar to An Caichen. The same tall figure, the same slightly taller cheekbones, the same scholar's long shirt. So much so that Du Shaoshou couldn't help but let out a low cry when he saw him... Could this be the elder brother's long-lost twin father
"Just wait here as long as you are late. This is my rule. Again, no matter what your status and background are, when you come to me, you will completely follow my rules."
The man in teaching clothes standing in the middle of the front hall frowned slightly when he saw An Zheng, with some disgust in his eyes.
Such provocation did not elicit a response from An Zheng, and Song Mouyuan seemed a little disappointed. He glanced at the four first-level disciples: "You are conducting routine tests in accordance with the rules of the academy. Enter the secret realm from the A-shaped gate on the left for seven days. After seven days, your test results will determine who among the four of you is. Who is demoted to a second-level disciple? Don’t ask why, because you are the fucking worst among the first-level disciples!”
An Zheng took a step forward and said, "It's me. I've met you sir."
An Zheng laughed: "That's great."
"You guys disappoint me."
When we arrived at Jinpin Academy, there were actually about seven or eight disciples in academy uniforms gathered in the rather small front hall. Judging from the costumes, three of them were third-level disciples, four were first-level disciples, and only An Zheng A second-level disciple.
"gentlemen."
An Zheng thought to himself that becoming a first-level disciple was not so safe, and there was actually the risk of being demoted. To be honest, he really didn't know enough about Baisheng Academy from the Police Department. According to the rules of the academy, first-level disciples will be assessed every other month. The four with the lowest scores will take the final test, and the one with the worst scores will be demoted to a second-level disciple. The reason for this is because the number of first-level disciples is fixed.
An Zheng said, "Disciple, I remember."
This is the first sentence of Gao Shu.
An Zheng took a step forward and said, "It's me. I've met you sir."
"I don't care who you are or what your status is, let alone a prosecutor of the Police Department. Even if you are the chairman of the Department of Police, as long as you are a disciple of Baisheng Academy, you must follow the rules of the academy. What happens next You must strictly follow my instructions for a few days. My name is Song Mouyuan. This is my territory. I don’t care whether you are a big or small person. Just behave yourself in the uniform of a disciple. "
Song Mouyuan glared at An Zheng: "Enter, it lasts for seven days, and see if you can find any hints on what to do after entering. The secret realm was built by the old dean himself. It is very dangerous. It may cripple you or maim you. But I won’t kill you. If you don’t know what to do after you go in, then find a place to sleep for seven days, and then you’ll be called a piece of trash at most… instead of being disabled.”
The second sentence is: "I think you will let me down even more in the future..."
"roll!"
An Zheng said oh.
After about seven or eight days, the academy finally made a decision that a vice-president would work part-time in Ningmu Pavilion in person. The vice-president has a good background. It is said that he once served as an adviser to the emperor. Later, he could not survive in the court because he was too upright. However, he did have some ability and was loyal to Ning Xiaolou, so Ning Xiaolou wanted to protect him. This man who made too many enemies because of his uprightness arranged him to Baisheng Academy.
Because those three people were only third-level disciples, they did not dare to make any mistakes. They could not refute even if they were scolded, so they had no choice but to go to the C-shaped gate obediently.
"Go ahead."
Du Shoshou curled his lips. In his opinion, this was an extremely tasteless show of pretentiousness.
An Zheng clasped his fists: "Thank you, Mr. Dean."
Du Shoshou curled his lips. In his opinion, this was an extremely tasteless show of pretentiousness.
However, after Ning Xiaolou personally gave the order, he could not refuse, so he had to come to Ningmu Pavilion reluctantly. In fact, the main reason why he didn't refuse was his respect for Fang Frank.
"You guys disappoint me."
An Zheng didn't explain anything. He knew that he had been tricked by Gao Shu without knowing it.
"I only do what I should do, because Mr. Fang is a person I respect, so you don't expect me to take the initiative to teach you anything. How to arrange the courses and how to follow the process, I just do it all. Who was just promoted to second grade before? A senior disciple?"
"Just wait here as long as you are late. This is my rule. Again, no matter what your status and background are, when you come to me, you will completely follow my rules."
"Yizimen."
Du Shoushou snorted and turned around to leave. The others also felt a little bored and left one after another.
Such provocation did not elicit a response from An Zheng, and Song Mouyuan seemed a little disappointed. He glanced at the four first-level disciples: "You are conducting routine tests in accordance with the rules of the academy. Enter the secret realm from the A-shaped gate on the left for seven days. After seven days, your test results will determine who among the four of you is. Who is demoted to a second-level disciple? Don’t ask why, because you are the fucking worst among the first-level disciples!”
An Zheng took a step forward and said, "It's me. I've met you sir."
"You guys disappoint me."
"roll!"
An Caichen said that there will always be only one gentleman in Ningmu Pavilion, and that is Mr. Fang.
He turned and walked away, as if it was painful to look at An Zheng even more.
An Caichen said that there will always be only one gentleman in Ningmu Pavilion, and that is Mr. Fang.
"Don't call me sir, just call me dean."
Song Mouyuan watched An Zheng say each word, and the meaning was obvious. If he doesn't feel comfortable and doesn't like it, An Zheng may not be qualified even if he is qualified. Even if the grade is high, it may be lowered, anyway, he has the final say.
When someone is promoted, someone will be eliminated. It seems that these four people are really depressed. Being named the four worst people is already very disturbing, but I didn't expect that there would be something even more disturbing.
An Zheng said, "I've met the Vice-President."
Song Mouyuan watched An Zheng say each word, and the meaning was obvious. If he doesn't feel comfortable and doesn't like it, An Zheng may not be qualified even if he is qualified. Even if the grade is high, it may be lowered, anyway, he has the final say.
An Zheng said, "I've met the Vice-President."
An Zheng said oh.
He looked at An Zheng provocatively, but to his surprise, An Zheng just cupped his fists and said, "Disciple, take note."
When someone is promoted, someone will be eliminated. It seems that these four people are really depressed. Being named the four worst people is already very disturbing, but I didn't expect that there would be something even more disturbing.
"What do you want to say?"
He pointed at the Y-shaped sect: "You are the only second-level disciple in this period. It only tests your talent and ability to evaluate the grade. Each level of disciple is divided into seven grades. You are now the second-grade seventh grade. The first-level disciples received five times as much as you. The worst one who entered was rated as fifth-level, and the best one was rated as second-level and second-level, and almost completed all the tests in the secret realm. The disciples can directly participate in the next promotion battle. If they do not participate in the primary election, they can directly enter the elimination system. "
Gao Shu's face turned cold, and then he waved his hand: "According to the rules of the academy, newly promoted second-level disciples have to go to the warehouse to receive new subsidies, including yuan crystals, spar, and permission to borrow some exercises. You go there yourself Well, after you get your things, go to the Jinpin Academy and report there. The newly promoted second-level disciples will take part in a talent and ability test, and then they will arrange an experience in the academy's own secret realm. After completing a test alone, your level as a second-level disciple will be determined."
Song Mouyuan left with the file in his arms, and An Zheng stood there waiting. Several times, An Zheng wanted to turn around and leave, but he held back. About half an hour later, Song Mouyuan, who seemed to have slept for a while, came back with An Zheng's file and rolled his eyes at An Zheng: "Are you convinced?"
An Zheng asked: "What hurts me and destroys me in this secret realm? Humans? Monsters? Institutions?"
"You three!"
"Come so late?"
An Zheng clasped his fists: "Thank you, Mr. Dean."
An Zheng said, "Disciple, I remember."
"roll!"
"I don't care who you are or what your status is, let alone a prosecutor of the Police Department. Even if you are the chairman of the Department of Police, as long as you are a disciple of Baisheng Academy, you must follow the rules of the academy. What happens next You must strictly follow my instructions for a few days. My name is Song Mouyuan. This is my territory. I don’t care whether you are a big or small person. Just behave yourself in the uniform of a disciple. "
An Zheng said, "I've met the Vice-President."
Song Mouyuan yelled angrily: "If you had the ability, no one would care about you even if you demolished the secret realm!"
"Go ahead."
The first one mentioned a deputy dean, and the second one mentioned a dean. The difference in attitude was because he suddenly discovered that although this senior figure was arrogant and cold, he would not fail to do what he should do. This is an attitude. I don't like to settle for them, but I will definitely finish what I should do.
Although An Zheng didn't know what to accept, he expressed his acceptance.
An Zheng took a step forward and said, "It's me. I've met you sir."
"Go ahead."
After Fang Tanzhi died, An Zheng and the others became people without the guidance of their husband, so they were a little embarrassed. According to the intention of the first vice-president Tang Xianxu, the senior brother An Caichen was to become a disciple and lead them to continue their practice. However, An Caichen was seriously injured and refused to appear in Ningmu Pavilion as a gentleman, so the matter was shelved for the time being.
"Go to the C-shaped Gate. Let's see which of the three of you is more capable in seven days."
"Go ahead."
"You guys disappoint me."
An Zheng didn't explain anything. He knew that he had been tricked by Gao Shu without knowing it.
An Zheng clasped his fists: "Thank you, Mr. Dean."
An Zheng clasped his fists: "Thank you, Mr. Dean."
An Zheng said, "I've met the Vice-President."
Song Mouyuan looked at the three third-level disciples: "You three are the best among the third-level disciples, and this test is an opportunity for you. There are two ways for third-level disciples to advance to second-level disciples. The first is the promotion battle. The second is that the person who gets the first place in the monthly routine test can become the seed player of the promotion battle without taking the test, and may even be directly promoted to the second level disciple. The first ones have become second-level disciples, I hope you won’t be embarrassed.”
Du Shoushou snorted and turned around to leave. The others also felt a little bored and left one after another.
Song Mouyuan left with the file in his arms, and An Zheng stood there waiting. Several times, An Zheng wanted to turn around and leave, but he held back. About half an hour later, Song Mouyuan, who seemed to have slept for a while, came back with An Zheng's file and rolled his eyes at An Zheng: "Are you convinced?"
Gao Shu waved his hand: "Others can practice their own way. Don't disturb me if you have nothing to do."
Du Shoushou snorted and turned around to leave. The others also felt a little bored and left one after another.
An Zheng said, "Disciple, I remember."
Du Shoushou snorted and turned around to leave. The others also felt a little bored and left one after another.
"You three!"
The four people looked at each other, and then looked at An Zheng, as if they were a little embarrassed because of what he said just now, that you four are the worst first-level disciples, especially in front of An Zheng and his second- and third-level disciples. .
"Disciple remembers it."
An Zheng didn't explain anything. He knew that he had been tricked by Gao Shu without knowing it.
An Zheng went to the warehouse to pick up the items alone, and then discovered that Gao Shu might have deliberately told him the wrong order. He should first go to Jinpin Academy to take the test, and then he could come to the warehouse to pick up the items based on his level. The people in the warehouse had a somewhat cold and arrogant attitude. An Zheng had already passed the time to be so idle, so he still left politely and then asked for directions to Jinpinyuan.
He pointed at the Y-shaped sect: "You are the only second-level disciple in this period. It only tests your talent and ability to evaluate the grade. Each level of disciple is divided into seven grades. You are now the second-grade seventh grade. The first-level disciples received five times as much as you. The worst one who entered was rated as fifth-level, and the best one was rated as second-level and second-level, and almost completed all the tests in the secret realm. The disciples can directly participate in the next promotion battle. If they do not participate in the primary election, they can directly enter the elimination system. "
"Come so late?"
"Just wait here as long as you are late. This is my rule. Again, no matter what your status and background are, when you come to me, you will completely follow my rules."
When someone is promoted, someone will be eliminated. It seems that these four people are really depressed. Being named the four worst people is already very disturbing, but I didn't expect that there would be something even more disturbing.
An Zheng said, "Disciple, I remember."
When we arrived at Jinpin Academy, there were actually about seven or eight disciples in academy uniforms gathered in the rather small front hall. Judging from the costumes, three of them were third-level disciples, four were first-level disciples, and only An Zheng A second-level disciple.
The four people left with ugly expressions and walked toward the A-shaped gate. The four people were three men and one woman. The one named Du Yuan was a girl who looked to be about twenty years old. She was the kind of woman who seemed very gentle at first glance. Just like the flowing water under the small bridge under the weeping willows in the south of the Yangtze River, people feel that they must love her well, instead of throwing a stone into the water to ruin her appearance.
This gentleman is also a top student. After arriving at Baisheng Academy, he received a salary but did not teach. In his words, what I learned is used to govern the country and bring peace to the world, not to teach some young boys. In his opinion, being a counselor next to Ning Xiaolou is a right thing, but being a tutor in Baisheng Academy is an insult to him...
Song Mouyuan left with the file in his arms, and An Zheng stood there waiting. Several times, An Zheng wanted to turn around and leave, but he held back. About half an hour later, Song Mouyuan, who seemed to have slept for a while, came back with An Zheng's file and rolled his eyes at An Zheng: "Are you convinced?"
"I don't care who you are or what your status is, let alone a prosecutor of the Police Department. Even if you are the chairman of the Department of Police, as long as you are a disciple of Baisheng Academy, you must follow the rules of the academy. What happens next You must strictly follow my instructions for a few days. My name is Song Mouyuan. This is my territory. I don’t care whether you are a big or small person. Just behave yourself in the uniform of a disciple. "
However, after Ning Xiaolou personally gave the order, he could not refuse, so he had to come to Ningmu Pavilion reluctantly. In fact, the main reason why he didn't refuse was his respect for Fang Frank.
"Wang Sheng, Du Yuan, Zhang Tianbao, Gou Chawen, the four of you, go ahead. Don't say I didn't warn you. It's such a shame to change from a first-level disciple to a second-level disciple. It will go down in history... Mission What is it, do you four remember it?"
The four people looked at each other, and then looked at An Zheng, as if they were a little embarrassed because of what he said just now, that you four are the worst first-level disciples, especially in front of An Zheng and his second- and third-level disciples. .
An Zheng said, "Disciple, I remember."
"Come so late?"
An Zheng went to the warehouse to pick up the items alone, and then discovered that Gao Shu might have deliberately told him the wrong order. He should first go to Jinpin Academy to take the test, and then he could come to the warehouse to pick up the items based on his level. The people in the warehouse had a somewhat cold and arrogant attitude. An Zheng had already passed the time to be so idle, so he still left politely and then asked for directions to Jinpinyuan.
His name is Gao Shu, a tall, gentle man who looks like a reckless man. In a sense, he is actually somewhat similar to An Caichen. The same tall figure, the same slightly taller cheekbones, the same scholar's long shirt. So much so that Du Shaoshou couldn't help but let out a low cry when he saw him... Could this be the elder brother's long-lost twin father
An Zheng said oh.
Gao Shu waved his hand: "Others can practice their own way. Don't disturb me if you have nothing to do."
An Zheng said oh.
The four people looked at each other, obviously not knowing such a rule before.
His name is Gao Shu, a tall, gentle man who looks like a reckless man. In a sense, he is actually somewhat similar to An Caichen. The same tall figure, the same slightly taller cheekbones, the same scholar's long shirt. So much so that Du Shaoshou couldn't help but let out a low cry when he saw him... Could this be the elder brother's long-lost twin father
The man in teaching clothes standing in the middle of the front hall frowned slightly when he saw An Zheng, with some disgust in his eyes.
"Yizimen."
An Zheng took a step forward and said, "It's me. I've met you sir."
An Zheng didn't explain anything. He knew that he had been tricked by Gao Shu without knowing it.
"Wang Sheng, Du Yuan, Zhang Tianbao, Gou Chawen, the four of you, go ahead. Don't say I didn't warn you. It's such a shame to change from a first-level disciple to a second-level disciple. It will go down in history... Mission What is it, do you four remember it?"
"roll!"
This is the first sentence of Gao Shu.
Although An Zheng didn't know what to accept, he expressed his acceptance.
Such provocation did not elicit a response from An Zheng, and Song Mouyuan seemed a little disappointed. He glanced at the four first-level disciples: "You are conducting routine tests in accordance with the rules of the academy. Enter the secret realm from the A-shaped gate on the left for seven days. After seven days, your test results will determine who among the four of you is. Who is demoted to a second-level disciple? Don’t ask why, because you are the fucking worst among the first-level disciples!”
The four people left with ugly expressions and walked toward the A-shaped gate. The four people were three men and one woman. The one named Du Yuan was a girl who looked to be about twenty years old. She was the kind of woman who seemed very gentle at first glance. Just like the flowing water under the small bridge under the weeping willows in the south of the Yangtze River, people feel that they must love her well, instead of throwing a stone into the water to ruin her appearance.
The four people left with ugly expressions and walked toward the A-shaped gate. The four people were three men and one woman. The one named Du Yuan was a girl who looked to be about twenty years old. She was the kind of woman who seemed very gentle at first glance. Just like the flowing water under the small bridge under the weeping willows in the south of the Yangtze River, people feel that they must love her well, instead of throwing a stone into the water to ruin her appearance.
"I don't care who you are or what your status is, let alone a prosecutor of the Police Department. Even if you are the chairman of the Department of Police, as long as you are a disciple of Baisheng Academy, you must follow the rules of the academy. What happens next You must strictly follow my instructions for a few days. My name is Song Mouyuan. This is my territory. I don’t care whether you are a big or small person. Just behave yourself in the uniform of a disciple. "
This gentleman is also a top student. After arriving at Baisheng Academy, he received a salary but did not teach. In his words, what I learned is used to govern the country and bring peace to the world, not to teach some young boys. In his opinion, being a counselor next to Ning Xiaolou is a right thing, but being a tutor in Baisheng Academy is an insult to him...
He pointed at the Y-shaped sect: "You are the only second-level disciple in this period. It only tests your talent and ability to evaluate the grade. Each level of disciple is divided into seven grades. You are now the second-grade seventh grade. The first-level disciples received five times as much as you. The worst one who entered was rated as fifth-level, and the best one was rated as second-level and second-level, and almost completed all the tests in the secret realm. The disciples can directly participate in the next promotion battle. If they do not participate in the primary election, they can directly enter the elimination system. "
The four people looked at each other, and then looked at An Zheng, as if they were a little embarrassed because of what he said just now, that you four are the worst first-level disciples, especially in front of An Zheng and his second- and third-level disciples. .
He looked at An Zheng provocatively, but to his surprise, An Zheng just cupped his fists and said, "Disciple, take note."
An Zheng said, "Disciple, I remember."
"Oh, I just want to ask, if someone can hurt me and cripple me, if I am crippled and crippled, the academy won't punish me. I'm poor and can't afford the fine."
"Come so late?"
Although An Zheng didn't know what to accept, he expressed his acceptance.
This is the first sentence of Gao Shu.
Song Mouyuan left with the file in his arms, and An Zheng stood there waiting. Several times, An Zheng wanted to turn around and leave, but he held back. About half an hour later, Song Mouyuan, who seemed to have slept for a while, came back with An Zheng's file and rolled his eyes at An Zheng: "Are you convinced?"
An Zheng asked: "What hurts me and destroys me in this secret realm? Humans? Monsters? Institutions?"
Because those three people were only third-level disciples, they did not dare to make any mistakes. They could not refute even if they were scolded, so they had no choice but to go to the C-shaped gate obediently.
Such provocation did not elicit a response from An Zheng, and Song Mouyuan seemed a little disappointed. He glanced at the four first-level disciples: "You are conducting routine tests in accordance with the rules of the academy. Enter the secret realm from the A-shaped gate on the left for seven days. After seven days, your test results will determine who among the four of you is. Who is demoted to a second-level disciple? Don’t ask why, because you are the fucking worst among the first-level disciples!”
"roll!"
Du Shoshou curled his lips. In his opinion, this was an extremely tasteless show of pretentiousness.
"Come so late?"
"What do you want to say?"
However, after Ning Xiaolou personally gave the order, he could not refuse, so he had to come to Ningmu Pavilion reluctantly. In fact, the main reason why he didn't refuse was his respect for Fang Frank.
Because those three people were only third-level disciples, they did not dare to make any mistakes. They could not refute even if they were scolded, so they had no choice but to go to the C-shaped gate obediently.
An Zheng didn't explain anything. He knew that he had been tricked by Gao Shu without knowing it.
The four people looked at each other, obviously not knowing such a rule before.
An Zheng himself was the only one left in the front hall, but Song Mouyuan turned around and walked away without even looking at An Zheng. An Zheng stood there looking at Song Mouyuan's back and couldn't help but sigh in his heart.
"Go ahead."
"Yizimen."
"Go ahead."
"Whether you can do it or not is your business, and whether I let you do it or not is my business. Do you remember?"
"Wang Sheng, Du Yuan, Zhang Tianbao, Gou Chawen, the four of you, go ahead. Don't say I didn't warn you. It's such a shame to change from a first-level disciple to a second-level disciple. It will go down in history... Mission What is it, do you four remember it?"
An Zheng didn't explain anything. He knew that he had been tricked by Gao Shu without knowing it.
When someone is promoted, someone will be eliminated. It seems that these four people are really depressed. Being named the four worst people is already very disturbing, but I didn't expect that there would be something even more disturbing.
When we arrived at Jinpin Academy, there were actually about seven or eight disciples in academy uniforms gathered in the rather small front hall. Judging from the costumes, three of them were third-level disciples, four were first-level disciples, and only An Zheng A second-level disciple.
The four people looked at each other, and then looked at An Zheng, as if they were a little embarrassed because of what he said just now, that you four are the worst first-level disciples, especially in front of An Zheng and his second- and third-level disciples. .
"You three!"
"Oh, I just want to ask, if someone can hurt me and cripple me, if I am crippled and crippled, the academy won't punish me. I'm poor and can't afford the fine."
"Disciple remembers it."
He turned and walked away, as if it was painful to look at An Zheng even more.
Gao Shu waved his hand: "Others can practice their own way. Don't disturb me if you have nothing to do."
Gao Shu's face turned cold, and then he waved his hand: "According to the rules of the academy, newly promoted second-level disciples have to go to the warehouse to receive new subsidies, including yuan crystals, spar, and permission to borrow some exercises. You go there yourself Well, after you get your things, go to the Jinpin Academy and report there. The newly promoted second-level disciples will take part in a talent and ability test, and then they will arrange an experience in the academy's own secret realm. After completing a test alone, your level as a second-level disciple will be determined."
The man in teaching clothes standing in the middle of the front hall frowned slightly when he saw An Zheng, with some disgust in his eyes.
"Whether you can do it or not is your business, and whether I let you do it or not is my business. Do you remember?"
The four people left with ugly expressions and walked toward the A-shaped gate. The four people were three men and one woman. The one named Du Yuan was a girl who looked to be about twenty years old. She was the kind of woman who seemed very gentle at first glance. Just like the flowing water under the small bridge under the weeping willows in the south of the Yangtze River, people feel that they must love her well, instead of throwing a stone into the water to ruin her appearance.
Although An Zheng didn't know what to accept, he expressed his acceptance.
"Go to the C-shaped Gate. Let's see which of the three of you is more capable in seven days."
Although An Zheng didn't know what to accept, he expressed his acceptance.
An Zheng thought to himself that becoming a first-level disciple was not so safe, and there was actually the risk of being demoted. To be honest, he really didn't know enough about Baisheng Academy from the Police Department. According to the rules of the academy, first-level disciples will be assessed every other month. The four with the lowest scores will take the final test, and the one with the worst scores will be demoted to a second-level disciple. The reason for this is because the number of first-level disciples is fixed.
The man in teaching clothes standing in the middle of the front hall frowned slightly when he saw An Zheng, with some disgust in his eyes.
Gao Shu waved his hand: "Others can practice their own way. Don't disturb me if you have nothing to do."
Song Mouyuan yelled angrily: "If you had the ability, no one would care about you even if you demolished the secret realm!"
When someone is promoted, someone will be eliminated. It seems that these four people are really depressed. Being named the four worst people is already very disturbing, but I didn't expect that there would be something even more disturbing.
"Whether you can do it or not is your business, and whether I let you do it or not is my business. Do you remember?"
After about seven or eight days, the academy finally made a decision that a vice-president would work part-time in Ningmu Pavilion in person. The vice-president has a good background. It is said that he once served as an adviser to the emperor. Later, he could not survive in the court because he was too upright. However, he did have some ability and was loyal to Ning Xiaolou, so Ning Xiaolou wanted to protect him. This man who made too many enemies because of his uprightness arranged him to Baisheng Academy.
Song Mouyuan left with the file in his arms, and An Zheng stood there waiting. Several times, An Zheng wanted to turn around and leave, but he held back. About half an hour later, Song Mouyuan, who seemed to have slept for a while, came back with An Zheng's file and rolled his eyes at An Zheng: "Are you convinced?"
The man in teaching clothes standing in the middle of the front hall frowned slightly when he saw An Zheng, with some disgust in his eyes.
Gao Shu's face turned cold, and then he waved his hand: "According to the rules of the academy, newly promoted second-level disciples have to go to the warehouse to receive new subsidies, including yuan crystals, spar, and permission to borrow some exercises. You go there yourself Well, after you get your things, go to the Jinpin Academy and report there. The newly promoted second-level disciples will take part in a talent and ability test, and then they will arrange an experience in the academy's own secret realm. After completing a test alone, your level as a second-level disciple will be determined."
An Zheng said, "Disciple, I remember."
The four people looked at each other, and then looked at An Zheng, as if they were a little embarrassed because of what he said just now, that you four are the worst first-level disciples, especially in front of An Zheng and his second- and third-level disciples. .
"You three!"
An Zheng went to the warehouse to pick up the items alone, and then discovered that Gao Shu might have deliberately told him the wrong order. He should first go to Jinpin Academy to take the test, and then he could come to the warehouse to pick up the items based on his level. The people in the warehouse had a somewhat cold and arrogant attitude. An Zheng had already passed the time to be so idle, so he still left politely and then asked for directions to Jinpinyuan.
Because those three people were only third-level disciples, they did not dare to make any mistakes. They could not refute even if they were scolded, so they had no choice but to go to the C-shaped gate obediently.
"gentlemen."
Du Shoushou snorted and turned around to leave. The others also felt a little bored and left one after another.
When someone is promoted, someone will be eliminated. It seems that these four people are really depressed. Being named the four worst people is already very disturbing, but I didn't expect that there would be something even more disturbing.
Such provocation did not elicit a response from An Zheng, and Song Mouyuan seemed a little disappointed. He glanced at the four first-level disciples: "You are conducting routine tests in accordance with the rules of the academy. Enter the secret realm from the A-shaped gate on the left for seven days. After seven days, your test results will determine who among the four of you is. Who is demoted to a second-level disciple? Don’t ask why, because you are the fucking worst among the first-level disciples!”
An Zheng asked: "What hurts me and destroys me in this secret realm? Humans? Monsters? Institutions?"
Song Mouyuan looked at the three third-level disciples: "You three are the best among the third-level disciples, and this test is an opportunity for you. There are two ways for third-level disciples to advance to second-level disciples. The first is the promotion battle. The second is that the person who gets the first place in the monthly routine test can become the seed player of the promotion battle without taking the test, and may even be directly promoted to the second level disciple. The first ones have become second-level disciples, I hope you won’t be embarrassed.”
However, after Ning Xiaolou personally gave the order, he could not refuse, so he had to come to Ningmu Pavilion reluctantly. In fact, the main reason why he didn't refuse was his respect for Fang Frank.
He looked at An Zheng provocatively, but to his surprise, An Zheng just cupped his fists and said, "Disciple, take note."
"Go to the C-shaped Gate. Let's see which of the three of you is more capable in seven days."
"Go to the C-shaped Gate. Let's see which of the three of you is more capable in seven days."
Song Mouyuan yelled angrily: "If you had the ability, no one would care about you even if you demolished the secret realm!"
Song Mouyuan left with the file in his arms, and An Zheng stood there waiting. Several times, An Zheng wanted to turn around and leave, but he held back. About half an hour later, Song Mouyuan, who seemed to have slept for a while, came back with An Zheng's file and rolled his eyes at An Zheng: "Are you convinced?"
"Come so late?"
He pointed at the Y-shaped sect: "You are the only second-level disciple in this period. It only tests your talent and ability to evaluate the grade. Each level of disciple is divided into seven grades. You are now the second-grade seventh grade. The first-level disciples received five times as much as you. The worst one who entered was rated as fifth-level, and the best one was rated as second-level and second-level, and almost completed all the tests in the secret realm. The disciples can directly participate in the next promotion battle. If they do not participate in the primary election, they can directly enter the elimination system. "
Song Mouyuan watched An Zheng say each word, and the meaning was obvious. If he doesn't feel comfortable and doesn't like it, An Zheng may not be qualified even if he is qualified. Even if the grade is high, it may be lowered, anyway, he has the final say.
An Zheng himself was the only one left in the front hall, but Song Mouyuan turned around and walked away without even looking at An Zheng. An Zheng stood there looking at Song Mouyuan's back and couldn't help but sigh in his heart.
An Zheng asked: "What hurts me and destroys me in this secret realm? Humans? Monsters? Institutions?"
Because those three people were only third-level disciples, they did not dare to make any mistakes. They could not refute even if they were scolded, so they had no choice but to go to the C-shaped gate obediently.
"Yizimen."
"I only do what I should do, because Mr. Fang is a person I respect, so you don't expect me to take the initiative to teach you anything. How to arrange the courses and how to follow the process, I just do it all. Who was just promoted to second grade before? A senior disciple?"
"Go to the C-shaped Gate. Let's see which of the three of you is more capable in seven days."
He looked at An Zheng provocatively, but to his surprise, An Zheng just cupped his fists and said, "Disciple, take note."
"You guys disappoint me."
"Wang Sheng, Du Yuan, Zhang Tianbao, Gou Chawen, the four of you, go ahead. Don't say I didn't warn you. It's such a shame to change from a first-level disciple to a second-level disciple. It will go down in history... Mission What is it, do you four remember it?"
Because those three people were only third-level disciples, they did not dare to make any mistakes. They could not refute even if they were scolded, so they had no choice but to go to the C-shaped gate obediently.
An Zheng went to the warehouse to pick up the items alone, and then discovered that Gao Shu might have deliberately told him the wrong order. He should first go to Jinpin Academy to take the test, and then he could come to the warehouse to pick up the items based on his level. The people in the warehouse had a somewhat cold and arrogant attitude. An Zheng had already passed the time to be so idle, so he still left politely and then asked for directions to Jinpinyuan.
An Zheng himself was the only one left in the front hall, but Song Mouyuan turned around and walked away without even looking at An Zheng. An Zheng stood there looking at Song Mouyuan's back and couldn't help but sigh in his heart.
When someone is promoted, someone will be eliminated. It seems that these four people are really depressed. Being named the four worst people is already very disturbing, but I didn't expect that there would be something even more disturbing.
However, after Ning Xiaolou personally gave the order, he could not refuse, so he had to come to Ningmu Pavilion reluctantly. In fact, the main reason why he didn't refuse was his respect for Fang Frank.
Song Mouyuan left with the file in his arms, and An Zheng stood there waiting. Several times, An Zheng wanted to turn around and leave, but he held back. About half an hour later, Song Mouyuan, who seemed to have slept for a while, came back with An Zheng's file and rolled his eyes at An Zheng: "Are you convinced?"
An Zheng clasped his fists: "Thank you, Mr. Dean."
"Go ahead."
Although An Zheng didn't know what to accept, he expressed his acceptance.
An Zheng didn't explain anything. He knew that he had been tricked by Gao Shu without knowing it.
Gao Shu's face turned cold, and then he waved his hand: "According to the rules of the academy, newly promoted second-level disciples have to go to the warehouse to receive new subsidies, including yuan crystals, spar, and permission to borrow some exercises. You go there yourself Well, after you get your things, go to the Jinpin Academy and report there. The newly promoted second-level disciples will take part in a talent and ability test, and then they will arrange an experience in the academy's own secret realm. After completing a test alone, your level as a second-level disciple will be determined."
Du Shoushou snorted and turned around to leave. The others also felt a little bored and left one after another.
The four people looked at each other, and then looked at An Zheng, as if they were a little embarrassed because of what he said just now, that you four are the worst first-level disciples, especially in front of An Zheng and his second- and third-level disciples. .
An Zheng clasped his fists: "Thank you, Mr. Dean."
"Just wait here as long as you are late. This is my rule. Again, no matter what your status and background are, when you come to me, you will completely follow my rules."
Song Mouyuan left with the file in his arms, and An Zheng stood there waiting. Several times, An Zheng wanted to turn around and leave, but he held back. About half an hour later, Song Mouyuan, who seemed to have slept for a while, came back with An Zheng's file and rolled his eyes at An Zheng: "Are you convinced?"
He pointed at the Y-shaped sect: "You are the only second-level disciple in this period. It only tests your talent and ability to evaluate the grade. Each level of disciple is divided into seven grades. You are now the second-grade seventh grade. The first-level disciples received five times as much as you. The worst one who entered was rated as fifth-level, and the best one was rated as second-level and second-level, and almost completed all the tests in the secret realm. The disciples can directly participate in the next promotion battle. If they do not participate in the primary election, they can directly enter the elimination system. "
"You guys disappoint me."
"roll!"
Song Mouyuan glared at An Zheng: "Enter, it lasts for seven days, and see if you can find any hints on what to do after entering. The secret realm was built by the old dean himself. It is very dangerous. It may cripple you or maim you. But I won’t kill you. If you don’t know what to do after you go in, then find a place to sleep for seven days, and then you’ll be called a piece of trash at most… instead of being disabled.”
An Zheng thought to himself that becoming a first-level disciple was not so safe, and there was actually the risk of being demoted. To be honest, he really didn't know enough about Baisheng Academy from the Police Department. According to the rules of the academy, first-level disciples will be assessed every other month. The four with the lowest scores will take the final test, and the one with the worst scores will be demoted to a second-level disciple. The reason for this is because the number of first-level disciples is fixed.
An Zheng clasped his fists: "Thank you, Mr. Dean."
He pointed at the Y-shaped sect: "You are the only second-level disciple in this period. It only tests your talent and ability to evaluate the grade. Each level of disciple is divided into seven grades. You are now the second-grade seventh grade. The first-level disciples received five times as much as you. The worst one who entered was rated as fifth-level, and the best one was rated as second-level and second-level, and almost completed all the tests in the secret realm. The disciples can directly participate in the next promotion battle. If they do not participate in the primary election, they can directly enter the elimination system. "
This is the first sentence of Gao Shu.
"You guys disappoint me."
"Come so late?"
"Oh, I just want to ask, if someone can hurt me and cripple me, if I am crippled and crippled, the academy won't punish me. I'm poor and can't afford the fine."
An Zheng asked: "What hurts me and destroys me in this secret realm? Humans? Monsters? Institutions?"
An Zheng said oh.
This gentleman is also a top student. After arriving at Baisheng Academy, he received a salary but did not teach. In his words, what I learned is used to govern the country and bring peace to the world, not to teach some young boys. In his opinion, being a counselor next to Ning Xiaolou is a right thing, but being a tutor in Baisheng Academy is an insult to him...
Song Mouyuan yelled angrily: "If you had the ability, no one would care about you even if you demolished the secret realm!"
An Zheng said, "Disciple, I remember."
His name is Gao Shu, a tall, gentle man who looks like a reckless man. In a sense, he is actually somewhat similar to An Caichen. The same tall figure, the same slightly taller cheekbones, the same scholar's long shirt. So much so that Du Shaoshou couldn't help but let out a low cry when he saw him... Could this be the elder brother's long-lost twin father
Song Mouyuan yelled angrily: "If you had the ability, no one would care about you even if you demolished the secret realm!"
Du Shoushou snorted and turned around to leave. The others also felt a little bored and left one after another.
An Zheng said, "I've met the Vice-President."
"Go ahead."
Song Mouyuan seemed to be very dissatisfied with An Zheng's attitude. He snorted and said, "Don't bring your police department's cold, indifferent and superior attitude to me. You have to remember your fucking attitude." He is a disciple!”
Du Shoshou curled his lips. In his opinion, this was an extremely tasteless show of pretentiousness.
When we arrived at Jinpin Academy, there were actually about seven or eight disciples in academy uniforms gathered in the rather small front hall. Judging from the costumes, three of them were third-level disciples, four were first-level disciples, and only An Zheng A second-level disciple.
An Zheng took a step forward and said, "It's me. I've met you sir."
An Zheng said, "I've met the Vice-President."
"Disciple remembers it."
"I don't care who you are or what your status is, let alone a prosecutor of the Police Department. Even if you are the chairman of the Department of Police, as long as you are a disciple of Baisheng Academy, you must follow the rules of the academy. What happens next You must strictly follow my instructions for a few days. My name is Song Mouyuan. This is my territory. I don’t care whether you are a big or small person. Just behave yourself in the uniform of a disciple. "
An Zheng said, "Disciple, I remember."
Gao Shu's face turned cold, and then he waved his hand: "According to the rules of the academy, newly promoted second-level disciples have to go to the warehouse to receive new subsidies, including yuan crystals, spar, and permission to borrow some exercises. You go there yourself Well, after you get your things, go to the Jinpin Academy and report there. The newly promoted second-level disciples will take part in a talent and ability test, and then they will arrange an experience in the academy's own secret realm. After completing a test alone, your level as a second-level disciple will be determined."
"Go to the C-shaped Gate. Let's see which of the three of you is more capable in seven days."
An Zheng asked: "What hurts me and destroys me in this secret realm? Humans? Monsters? Institutions?"
"Whether you can do it or not is your business, and whether I let you do it or not is my business. Do you remember?"
Song Mouyuan glared at An Zheng: "Enter, it lasts for seven days, and see if you can find any hints on what to do after entering. The secret realm was built by the old dean himself. It is very dangerous. It may cripple you or maim you. But I won’t kill you. If you don’t know what to do after you go in, then find a place to sleep for seven days, and then you’ll be called a piece of trash at most… instead of being disabled.”
An Zheng clasped his fists: "Thank you, Mr. Dean."
Song Mouyuan watched An Zheng say each word, and the meaning was obvious. If he doesn't feel comfortable and doesn't like it, An Zheng may not be qualified even if he is qualified. Even if the grade is high, it may be lowered, anyway, he has the final say.
"Go to the C-shaped Gate. Let's see which of the three of you is more capable in seven days."
Song Mouyuan glared at An Zheng: "Enter, it lasts for seven days, and see if you can find any hints on what to do after entering. The secret realm was built by the old dean himself. It is very dangerous. It may cripple you or maim you. But I won’t kill you. If you don’t know what to do after you go in, then find a place to sleep for seven days, and then you’ll be called a piece of trash at most… instead of being disabled.”
"Yizimen."
Although An Zheng didn't know what to accept, he expressed his acceptance.
An Zheng clasped his fists: "Thank you, Mr. Dean."
An Caichen said that there will always be only one gentleman in Ningmu Pavilion, and that is Mr. Fang.
Song Mouyuan glared at An Zheng: "Enter, it lasts for seven days, and see if you can find any hints on what to do after entering. The secret realm was built by the old dean himself. It is very dangerous. It may cripple you or maim you. But I won’t kill you. If you don’t know what to do after you go in, then find a place to sleep for seven days, and then you’ll be called a piece of trash at most… instead of being disabled.”
Because those three people were only third-level disciples, they did not dare to make any mistakes. They could not refute even if they were scolded, so they had no choice but to go to the C-shaped gate obediently.
Du Shoshou curled his lips. In his opinion, this was an extremely tasteless show of pretentiousness.
"You three!"
"Go to the C-shaped Gate. Let's see which of the three of you is more capable in seven days."
Song Mouyuan left with the file in his arms, and An Zheng stood there waiting. Several times, An Zheng wanted to turn around and leave, but he held back. About half an hour later, Song Mouyuan, who seemed to have slept for a while, came back with An Zheng's file and rolled his eyes at An Zheng: "Are you convinced?"
An Zheng took a step forward and said, "It's me. I've met you sir."
He turned and walked away, as if it was painful to look at An Zheng even more.
"Oh, I just want to ask, if someone can hurt me and cripple me, if I am crippled and crippled, the academy won't punish me. I'm poor and can't afford the fine."
Such provocation did not elicit a response from An Zheng, and Song Mouyuan seemed a little disappointed. He glanced at the four first-level disciples: "You are conducting routine tests in accordance with the rules of the academy. Enter the secret realm from the A-shaped gate on the left for seven days. After seven days, your test results will determine who among the four of you is. Who is demoted to a second-level disciple? Don’t ask why, because you are the fucking worst among the first-level disciples!”
Du Shoshou curled his lips. In his opinion, this was an extremely tasteless show of pretentiousness.
An Caichen said that there will always be only one gentleman in Ningmu Pavilion, and that is Mr. Fang.
After about seven or eight days, the academy finally made a decision that a vice-president would work part-time in Ningmu Pavilion in person. The vice-president has a good background. It is said that he once served as an adviser to the emperor. Later, he could not survive in the court because he was too upright. However, he did have some ability and was loyal to Ning Xiaolou, so Ning Xiaolou wanted to protect him. This man who made too many enemies because of his uprightness arranged him to Baisheng Academy.
"Whether you can do it or not is your business, and whether I let you do it or not is my business. Do you remember?"
Although An Zheng didn't know what to accept, he expressed his acceptance.
An Zheng said, "I've met the Vice-President."
"gentlemen."
"I don't care who you are or what your status is, let alone a prosecutor of the Police Department. Even if you are the chairman of the Department of Police, as long as you are a disciple of Baisheng Academy, you must follow the rules of the academy. What happens next You must strictly follow my instructions for a few days. My name is Song Mouyuan. This is my territory. I don’t care whether you are a big or small person. Just behave yourself in the uniform of a disciple. "
Gao Shu waved his hand: "Others can practice their own way. Don't disturb me if you have nothing to do."
Gao Shu waved his hand: "Others can practice their own way. Don't disturb me if you have nothing to do."
"Wang Sheng, Du Yuan, Zhang Tianbao, Gou Chawen, the four of you, go ahead. Don't say I didn't warn you. It's such a shame to change from a first-level disciple to a second-level disciple. It will go down in history... Mission What is it, do you four remember it?"
"Come so late?"
Such provocation did not elicit a response from An Zheng, and Song Mouyuan seemed a little disappointed. He glanced at the four first-level disciples: "You are conducting routine tests in accordance with the rules of the academy. Enter the secret realm from the A-shaped gate on the left for seven days. After seven days, your test results will determine who among the four of you is. Who is demoted to a second-level disciple? Don’t ask why, because you are the fucking worst among the first-level disciples!”
The man in teaching clothes standing in the middle of the front hall frowned slightly when he saw An Zheng, with some disgust in his eyes.
Du Shoushou snorted and turned around to leave. The others also felt a little bored and left one after another.
An Zheng asked: "What hurts me and destroys me in this secret realm? Humans? Monsters? Institutions?"
Song Mouyuan seemed to be very dissatisfied with An Zheng's attitude. He snorted and said, "Don't bring your police department's cold, indifferent and superior attitude to me. You have to remember your fucking attitude." He is a disciple!”
This gentleman is also a top student. After arriving at Baisheng Academy, he received a salary but did not teach. In his words, what I learned is used to govern the country and bring peace to the world, not to teach some young boys. In his opinion, being a counselor next to Ning Xiaolou is a right thing, but being a tutor in Baisheng Academy is an insult to him...
"Disciple remembers it."
An Zheng went to the warehouse to pick up the items alone, and then discovered that Gao Shu might have deliberately told him the wrong order. He should first go to Jinpin Academy to take the test, and then he could come to the warehouse to pick up the items based on his level. The people in the warehouse had a somewhat cold and arrogant attitude. An Zheng had already passed the time to be so idle, so he still left politely and then asked for directions to Jinpinyuan.
The four people looked at each other, obviously not knowing such a rule before.
An Zheng said, "Disciple, I remember."
"What do you want to say?"
The four people looked at each other, obviously not knowing such a rule before.
From resistance to integration to trying to influence this era, it is a very complicated and difficult process for An Zheng. The Police Department is a starting point for him. At least he has the ability to provide some protection before meeting Qu Liuxi and Xiao Yezi, even if they are in the Nine Saint Sect.
The four people looked at each other, obviously not knowing such a rule before.
He pointed at the Y-shaped sect: "You are the only second-level disciple in this period. It only tests your talent and ability to evaluate the grade. Each level of disciple is divided into seven grades. You are now the second-grade seventh grade. The first-level disciples received five times as much as you. The worst one who entered was rated as fifth-level, and the best one was rated as second-level and second-level, and almost completed all the tests in the secret realm. The disciples can directly participate in the next promotion battle. If they do not participate in the primary election, they can directly enter the elimination system. "
"Oh, I just want to ask, if someone can hurt me and cripple me, if I am crippled and crippled, the academy won't punish me. I'm poor and can't afford the fine."
"Whether you can do it or not is your business, and whether I let you do it or not is my business. Do you remember?"
An Zheng clasped his fists: "Thank you, Mr. Dean."
"roll!"
"What do you want to say?"
The second sentence is: "I think you will let me down even more in the future..."
"What do you want to say?"
The four people looked at each other, and then looked at An Zheng, as if they were a little embarrassed because of what he said just now, that you four are the worst first-level disciples, especially in front of An Zheng and his second- and third-level disciples. .
Song Mouyuan yelled angrily: "If you had the ability, no one would care about you even if you demolished the secret realm!"
"You three!"
Du Shoshou curled his lips. In his opinion, this was an extremely tasteless show of pretentiousness.
An Zheng said oh.
Song Mouyuan yelled angrily: "If you had the ability, no one would care about you even if you demolished the secret realm!"
Gao Shu waved his hand: "Others can practice their own way. Don't disturb me if you have nothing to do."
"Don't call me sir, just call me dean."
"Whether you can do it or not is your business, and whether I let you do it or not is my business. Do you remember?"
After about seven or eight days, the academy finally made a decision that a vice-president would work part-time in Ningmu Pavilion in person. The vice-president has a good background. It is said that he once served as an adviser to the emperor. Later, he could not survive in the court because he was too upright. However, he did have some ability and was loyal to Ning Xiaolou, so Ning Xiaolou wanted to protect him. This man who made too many enemies because of his uprightness arranged him to Baisheng Academy.
An Zheng asked: "What hurts me and destroys me in this secret realm? Humans? Monsters? Institutions?"
After about seven or eight days, the academy finally made a decision that a vice-president would work part-time in Ningmu Pavilion in person. The vice-president has a good background. It is said that he once served as an adviser to the emperor. Later, he could not survive in the court because he was too upright. However, he did have some ability and was loyal to Ning Xiaolou, so Ning Xiaolou wanted to protect him. This man who made too many enemies because of his uprightness arranged him to Baisheng Academy.
An Zheng laughed: "That's great."
The second sentence is: "I think you will let me down even more in the future..."
Song Mouyuan yelled angrily: "If you had the ability, no one would care about you even if you demolished the secret realm!"
"Whether you can do it or not is your business, and whether I let you do it or not is my business. Do you remember?"
An Caichen said that there will always be only one gentleman in Ningmu Pavilion, and that is Mr. Fang.