It was just dawn.
Whizzing!
Ji Ning and Mu Zishuo both landed in front of the headmaster's hall.
"Many formal disciples."
Mu Zishuo saw at a glance that more than a hundred official disciples had gathered in the headmaster's hall, and they were chatting casually with each other. When they saw the two people appearing, they all turned their gazes over.
"I've met all of you senior brothers."
Ji Ning and Mu Zishuo bowed their hands.
Those formal disciples all nodded slightly, with goodwill in their eyes.
There was a female disciple with a gentle temperament who even said hello: "Two junior brothers, the initiation ceremony will not start for a while, please come in first and wait."
The two of them declined on the grounds that they had not officially entered the school yet, and stood waiting in front of the headmaster's hall.
[If I had known this, it would be better to wait until the ceremony is approaching, like Senior Brother Xia Mang did. 】
Ji Ning looked at his nose with his eyes, and his nose with his heart, ignoring all the eyes that looked at him curiously.
"These two junior brothers are so 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 this year and comes from a branch of the Mulan clan. He lost his father when he was an infant and his mother when he was ten years old. He was raised by an old servant. But Junior Brother Shuo relied on his parents to survive.
The exercises below, as well as some of Mulan's puppetry skills, passed the assessment of our academy."
"so smart?"
"The other boy wearing animal skin is even more powerful. His name is Ji Ning, he is sixteen this year. He is from a small tribe in Yanshan, Anchan County. The most powerful one in the tribe is also the Zifu. Ji Ning's parents are also
He passed away early, but he showed peerless talent since childhood, and a few days ago, he single-handedly killed a Purple Mansion Perfect God Demon and more than 20 Purple Mansion monks in Xuelong Mountain."
"Monster, monstrous monster!"
"Yes, when we were this old, most of them were still perfecting their innateness and preparing to break through the Zi Mansion. Both of them can be admitted to our academy."
"The most important thing is that both of them have ordinary backgrounds. I have never heard of the 'Yanshan' where Junior Brother Ji Ning's tribe is located."
The official disciples in the headmaster's hall were talking softly.
The center of the discussion was naturally the newest junior disciple who was about to start.
At this time, a formal disciple who had been in retreat and had just come out last night asked curiously: "Aren't there three new disciples who have started this year? Who is the other one?"
There was a sudden silence in the entire hall.
"That one."
Someone sneered, "Junior brother Xia Mangqian is from a royal family, and he has been very popular in Anchan City recently."
"The junior brother of the royal family Xia Mang clan?"
The disciple who asked the question did not hear any other meaning in the man's voice. Instead, he heard that there was a new junior brother who was a descendant of the Xia Mang clan, and a trace of joy appeared on his face.
Friendships from the same family are much more reliable than casual friends made outside.
After all, there are rules governing each other.
For a sect like the Black and White Academy that takes the elite route and has only three generations of disciples from the Purple Mansion and the Wanxiang Realm, there are only more than 300 disciples in total. Because there are few people, everyone is almost familiar with each other, so the friendship between the same disciples is deeper.
Some fellow disciples and brothers have deep feelings for each other, even deeper than those for people of the same clan.
Therefore, when he heard that a descendant of the royal Xia Mang clan was going to become a fellow sect member, that disciple showed joy on his face.
"Junior Brother Hao, don't get too happy so early. We treat others as fellow disciples, but others may not treat us as fellow disciples."
Another formal disciple spoke.
"How do you say that?" the official disciple named Hao asked in confusion.
Most of the other formal disciples also looked curious.
then.
Xia Mangqian's various performances in the entrance examination were described in detail by two formal disciples.
However, according to the two people's stories, Xia Mangqian relied on his royal status and was the last one to arrive when he came to take the entrance examination.
Later, because he was practicing the Immortal Level Qi Refining Method, even if he had already reached the perfect state of Qi Refining Purple Mansion, the academy allowed him to participate in the assessment.
However, he first relied on his higher cultivation than the other young monks who participated in the assessment to show off his strength in the puppet array, and then in the final stage of the official disciple garrison assessment, he ignored Beishan Xuantang's special mercy and took ruthless actions.
When Beishan Xuantang was forced to use the earth-level magic weapon beyond the limit to protect himself, Xia Mangqian seized on the mistake and forced him to use his royal status, causing the academy to punish Beishan Xuantang...
"It's pitiful that Senior Brother Xuantang was injured and was fined and banned for ten years."
The official disciple who told the story said angrily, "You guys, who dares to make friends with such a fellow disciple?"
"unacceptable."
"How could this be?"
"Senior Brother Xuantang is such a gentle and polite person..."
"You see, two junior brothers, Ji Ning and Mu Zishuo, have been waiting for us for a long time. That Xia Mangqian has not arrived yet."
"Yeah, too arrogant."
"No. We have to find a way to teach him a lesson, otherwise he will think that we, the formal disciples of Black and White Academy, are easy to bully."
"right."
…
The long-haired woman wearing aqua blue robe listened silently, with a hint of sarcasm flashing deep in her eyes.
The loudest people in the hall now are the ones who are closest to Beishan Xuantang on weekdays, and most of them are from low-level tribes, or remote branches of large tribes that are not taken seriously.
obviously.
These people all listened to Beishan Xuantang's story and naturally had a bad feeling for Xia Mangqian's royal status, so they worked so hard to set the pace among the official disciples.
But is this really the case?
The long-haired woman didn't believe it.
Especially the 'facts' that came out through the mouth of the hypocritical and twisted character Beishan Xuantang.
…
Jade bed.
The master of the Black and White Academy, the Taoist Bihai, sat cross-legged and looked at the suspended water mirror in front of him.
In the water mirror, the scene in the headmaster's hall is displayed.
The conversations and discussions of the formal disciples can also be heard clearly.
"Confusing right and wrong and stirring up trouble!"
Taoist Bihai showed a look of disgust on his face.
He doesn't correct his mistakes, and he still uses his close classmates to sow discord among his fellow disciples.
Although he did not dare to say outright that the punishment given to him by the academy was unfair.
But Beishan Xuantang puts himself in the position of the weak and the victim, so where does that put the academy?
Originally, Taoist Bihai did not inform the entire academy about Beishan Xuantang's punishment because he wanted to save some face for Beishan Xuantang and even more for Taoist Tieshou.
Now it seems……
"Disciples with evil intentions like this can no longer be retained."
Just when Taoist Bihai was about to get up and go to the headmaster's hall to announce everything——
"Bi Hai, let those little guys talk and make trouble."
"Yes. If you tell other second-generation disciples, don't care or ask."
"The third-generation disciples receive too much preferential treatment in Anchan City. They all have their eyes set on top of their heads. We just take this opportunity to sharpen our skills."
"Haha, those little guys are also planning to teach young Xia Mang a lesson in the battle at Lundao Palace in a few days. No, I have to add fuel to the fire. Otherwise, even these little guys won't be able to fight."
"Senior Brother Five Crazy, you go find those top third-generation disciples..."
To be continued...