After the middle-aged team leader asked the question, the registrar immediately responded: "The information on Tianhun Academy has been completed, and they can leave at any time."
The middle-aged man nodded and said to Zheng Feng: "Come with me, and I will take you to the trialer's mansion."
"Uncle, who are you?" Lin Tianxue looked at the middle-aged team leader curiously. He suddenly appeared and asked them to follow him. If they really followed him obediently, wouldn't they be too vigilant?
Since arriving at the Trial Island, there have been practitioners everywhere. Even the weakest registration element in this hall is at the upper level. And this middle-aged uncle who suddenly appeared seems to have an ordinary appearance. Although his strength cannot be clearly seen,
But the aura is not that strong. If you don't look carefully, you really think he is just an ordinary uncle.
The registrar glared at Lin Tianxue and said angrily: "Don't be rude to Mr. Song!"
"It doesn't matter, they are newcomers, so naturally they won't know me." The middle-aged man stopped the registrar and smiled slightly: "My name is Song Heng, the person in charge of the registration hall of the Trial Island."
"Don't worry, I won't take you to a strange place." Although Song Henggui is the person in charge of the hall, there is no obvious majesty from him, and he has always behaved calmly.
Several men in gray robes walked out of the crowd. They should be responsible for guiding the newcomers. He said anxiously: "Sir Song, we can do this kind of thing."
Song Hengdao: "Let me do it. I don't have much work now. You can just take care of the work in the hall."
"Yes, my lord."
Seeing that Song Heng insisted on leading the way for Zheng Feng and the others, the other personnel naturally did not dare to say anything more and quickly returned to their work stations, or reorganized the chaotic team.
"Thank you, Lord Song Heng." Zheng Feng said, clasping his fists. Lin Tianxue and the others might not be able to tell, but he was sure that Song Heng must be a saint.
A saint stooped down to guide them. It would be really arrogant if he didn't even say a word of thanks.
"Let's go." Song Heng nodded slightly and led Zheng Feng and his entourage to leave slowly under the gaze of everyone in the hall.
As for the two Liang family members who fell unconscious on the ground, no one had paid attention to them. At least Song Heng didn't even look at them from the time he appeared to the time he left. It seemed that they had long been forgotten.
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Song Heng brought Zheng Feng and the others to a solemn mansion and said: "This is the trialer's mansion. We have prepared one of the places for the trialists to rest. Before the trial begins, you will live here. You need to
Please note that the 'Trialist Mansion' and 'Tent Camp' are both prohibited weapons areas on the Trial Island."
When Song Heng said this, his eyes were completely focused on Zheng Feng. After what happened in the registration hall just now, he seemed to have classified Zheng Feng as one of the militants.
Later, Song Heng took out a token with the word "天" engraved on it. He handed the token to Zheng Feng and explained: "This token is the pass for the Tianzihao floor. Tianhun Academy should be in
It is the ground floor. However, because Jiang Hanyi got the first place in the newcomer trial last year, Tianhun Academy can get the token of the ground floor this year. If you have a zero pass rate this year, you will return to the ground floor token next year.
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Zheng Feng took the token and asked, "When will the trial start? What should I pay attention to?"
"About one and a half months later, the trial will be different every year. According to the rules, one month before the trial begins, the content of the trial will be announced in front of the mansion gate. I will personally explain the specific matters then."
Song Heng asked: "Any other questions?"
Zheng Feng cupped his hands and said, "Thank you, Master Song, for clearing up the confusion."
"Work hard, I hope you can maintain the excellent results of Tianhun Academy in previous years." Song Heng smiled slightly, turned and left.
Hunwu City is also divided into many factions. The core interests are those ancient families with a long history. Even if ordinary cultivators enter, they will be rejected at every turn.
For example, most of the people who are assigned to work on the outer trial island are actually casual cultivators who have nothing to rely on. People whose families have a certain influence in the city will never be assigned to the outer area of the trial island.
Although Song Heng is a saint, he is only a newly promoted saint, and the most important thing is that he has no one to rely on in the city. If he is unwilling to join an ancient family and serve for them, his status will not be too high, especially in this heavenly general.
In this era of prosperity, the value of newly promoted saints is far less than before.
After Song Heng, a casual cultivator, entered Hunwu City, because he did not join an ancient family as a guest, he was naturally ostracized by those big families. If possible, he hoped that Zheng Feng could inherit the fine traditions of Tianhun Academy this year...
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Many people will feel happy to see the Gushi family being slapped in the face, at least...Song Heng is one of them.
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Seeing Song Heng leaving, Zheng Feng led everyone towards the trialer's mansion. When he entered the gate, he was stopped by the guards on both sides.
The guard said: "Please show your token. Anyone without a token is not eligible to stay in the mansion."
"Isn't the Trialist Mansion just for trialists? Why aren't people allowed in yet?" Liliwei frowned. Although Song Heng had just given them tokens, she thought the mansion was just divided into different floors.
and area, select floors with tokens.
Theirs is a token with the word "天", others may be with the word "地", or something else. The leader will always hand out a token, but they don't expect to have to show the token before they even enter the mansion. Is it possible that some people don't have a token?
The guard pointed to a path not far away and said: "After you walk along that path for about three kilometers, you will see the tent area. Trials without tokens can go to the tent camp to stay. There are also forbidden weapons.
area."
The guard's words were obviously telling Zheng Feng and the others that there were indeed trialists without tokens, and there were definitely a lot of them.
Zheng Feng secretly thought: It seems that if you want to obtain the token, you must have a certain amount of power behind you to support you. A casual cultivator without roots will only receive unfair treatment everywhere.
Lin Tianxue said dissatisfied: "Who said we don't have tokens? Stop looking down on others!"
"We have never looked down on anyone, we just act according to the rules. Please cooperate."
The guard said calmly: "The people who are working on the trial island now are actually the same as you not long ago, and they are a member of the trial. When people who pass the trial are rootless cultivators, they will usually
He will be assigned to serve on the outer trial island for three years. After the three years are over, he can start moving to the central area."
They are all downgraded people in the world. How could they not know that this is a naked injustice and have experienced this injustice personally? But the rules are the rules, and they are just following orders, so why bother them.
Zheng Feng showed his token, and the guard gave way.
Entering the mansion, there were not many people in the ballroom on the ground floor. Most of them were wearing uniform clothes and belonged to a family of practitioners, gathering together in twos and threes.
I paid a little attention to the arrival of Zheng Feng and the others, but found no familiar people. Moreover, Zheng Feng and the others were not uniformly dressed, and were not destined to be in the same circle as them. I ignored them and continued to talk and laugh, indifferently and realistically.
A waiter took the initiative to lead the way, led them to the Tianzihao floor, and handed out eight door numbers with door numbers engraved on them, telling everyone that they only needed to place the door number in front of the door to open the door, and then respectfully left.
Zheng Feng distributed the house number to everyone, one piece for each person, even the little girl Alice was no exception.
After getting the house number, the little girl immediately opened the door to the corresponding room, ran in with a gust of wind, and quickly ran back out, saying angrily: "The room here is obviously very big. If it is crowded, it can accommodate many people."
Come in, but they won’t let anyone move in. What a bad guy!”
"Actually, cultivators like us can't live anywhere, even if we set up tents in the open air, it won't have a big impact. Living in the Trial Mansion has become a status symbol for certain cultivating families and big forces.
The privilege is not a matter of the number of rooms, but a matter of identity."
Fu Yanjie said helplessly: "The children of the ancient aristocratic family think that they are superior to others. Perhaps they can be compared with nobles. In their eyes, ordinary casual cultivators are lower-class poor people. How can nobles be willing to live in the same place with lower-class poor people? They will
I think it's derogatory to my status."
Jasmine sighed: "This is such a cruel place. I don't understand why so many people want to come here..."
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[PS: Thanks to book friends ‘Sunset Never Sees Dusk’ and ‘Wow Giant’ for their monthly passes. Thanks to book friends ‘Wow Giant’ for their gifts and support, and congratulations to him for being upgraded from ‘Young Hero’ to ‘Hero’. 】