This is a school ground surrounded by towering city walls. This is the "gateway" of Wuxin's highest martial arts hall. This is also a plan for a military town. There are one or more fortifications on the outside, which can carry out some defensive tactics.
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And this school ground is the road to enter the highest martial arts hall in Wuxin. If you want to go to the martial arts hall, you have to pass through a similar place, because every entrance will have such a defensive buffer area.
Bu Zheng, the new disciples of Wutang are now standing on this school ground. A rough estimate is that there are seven or eight hundred new disciples standing in this school ground, and of course not all of them are from Yunxin City, Yunxin City
There are only a few dozen places available here!
These new disciples standing here are all new disciples from various cities in Wuxin Kingdom. On this day, martial arts disciples from all over the country will be teleported here. No, they will gather at the gates of the four martial arts halls and then be divided into classes.
The seven or eight hundred people now are not the final number. There will still be people coming later. When the time is about the same, the classes will be divided into classes. This method of dividing the classes is not announced to the class one by one.
"Bu Zheng, Class 339, North Campus Junior School? What does this red dot mean? Is it the direction?" Bu Zheng saw a row of words appearing on his identity plate, and there was a red dot shining on the other side.
light.
This identity sign was picked up by Bu Zheng at the gate, and he also understood that the information on it should be available at any time. When the time is up, the information transmission formation nearby will send the information to this sign, and everyone
will all be different.
In fact, this message can be sent at any time. It can be sent after everyone arrives. However, Wutang asked everyone to wait until this moment to send the message. This is to let everyone get familiar with each other's faces. Maybe it can be done less in the future.
There will be less misunderstandings and less conflicts.
To put it simply, it is to let everyone get to know each other. You don’t have to know who the other person is, but you need to know that he belongs to the same martial arts hall and the same branch as you.
Bu Zheng knew the term "North Campus" even without asking. This should be the branch they were assigned to. The gate is in the north, which probably means that the martial arts hall is divided into four branches according to the direction.
The advantage of branches is that they can be better managed and teachers can have a clear division of labor. At the same time, this also increases competition and allows branches to compete with each other.
Even if Bu Zheng didn't understand whether the branch was originally established to improve competitiveness, he would definitely understand that this competition will definitely exist. Whenever an organization is divided into several departments, especially several departments of the same nature, then these departments will definitely
Will compete.
Bu Zheng feels that the selection of this branch is not based on performance, but should be directly selected based on the region, perhaps based on the southeast, northwest and northwest regions of Wu Xin State.
This kind of classification seems to be more competitive. If the classification is messed up, then each branch may have relatives and friends of each other. In this case, relatives and friends will basically be grouped together. There will be no connection with other branches.
This way the competition will be more thorough.
Regarding these, people like Bu Zheng who feel that they are already a bit "transcendent and saintly", of course, have nothing to do with it. Whatever they love, it has nothing to do with me anyway. I am just here to make soy sauce!
In any case, what Bu Zheng had to do now was to report to his class first, and he estimated that the red dot was the location of his class, so he headed in the direction of the red dot.
"It's true. That's how it should be!"
After Bu Zheng advanced for a while, he discovered that the red dot seemed to be closer to the center of the sign, so he immediately let go and walked in that direction.
At this time, except for those who knew this in advance, most people are still confused. How do they find their own class?
Bu Zheng's direction seemed to be that he was leading the way, rushing towards the red dot. Along the way, he also saw the facilities in the north courtyard. After entering the real city gate, there were rows of houses inside, and all the houses here were
It faces south and is very neat.
The roads were only distributed vertically and horizontally, running east-west and north-south, or were avenues or alleys, so he only needed to identify a direction and he would be able to find that place.
After walking around the streets for about ten minutes, Bu Zheng finally made the red dot become the center of his identity card, and he also saw the street sign of the house in front of him, which was the number of his class.
Junior Class 339!
This is a place far away from the middle avenue, and beyond it is the territory of the East Campus. Although it is divided into four branches, southeast, northwest and northwest, there is no isolation between the four branches. The junior 339 where Bu Zheng is currently located
The class is right near this dividing line, that is to say, this is the battle front between the East Campus and the North Campus.
Of course, as long as you don't cause trouble, nothing will happen unless you encounter one or two lunatics.
I have to say that this junior class 339 seems to be pretty good too. Although it is a little smaller than the other classes, it is also a courtyard. It seems that every class is a courtyard. I have to say that the living environment in this martial arts hall is really good.
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"It seems like you can put tokens in here..." Bu Zheng was originally going to call the door, but his habitual observation allowed him to find the mystery on the door. On the gate of the courtyard, the pair of lion heads knocking on the door, there are
A mouth seems to hold tokens.
So, Bu Zheng put his token in, and then heard the sound of some mechanisms touching the door. After the click sound, the door creaked and opened!
What catches the eye is a small martial arts training ground. Next to the martial arts training ground is a row of houses and a small area with some flowers and plants. This is obviously different from ordinary family yards. It is mainly for training, so there is no living room.
facilities, even the front yard has been directly turned into a martial arts training ground.
However, there are still kitchen and bathing facilities, which are necessary for daily life, and most of the facilities here are needed by warriors, and the others are also necessary for daily life.
When Bu Zheng was looking at this place, he found a somewhat sloppy middle-aged uncle, sleeping in the middle of the martial arts training ground. There was a wine gourd next to this sloppy uncle, and the uncle's nose was very ugly.
Obvious rosacea indicates a person who is addicted to alcohol. To put it simply, he is an alcoholic uncle.
It's not strange that an alcoholic uncle appeared. What's strange for Bu Zheng is that the uncle didn't pay attention to it and just slept in the martial arts training ground. This seems a bit bad.
Could it be said that this middle-aged uncle has a background and is the teacher here?
If he were a teacher, Bu Zheng would have mourned for the disciples of this class. It was so pitiful that he met such a teacher. He was irresponsible at first glance.
Bu Zheng didn't know at this time that the person he was mourning for was himself, and he was the only one!
He quickly made a guess about this, because he walked around inside and didn't seem to find anyone else at all. Only one of the rooms here seemed to have signs of being opened recently, and it seemed that it hadn't been opened for a few days.
The bathhouse and kitchen looked like they hadn't been touched for thousands of years, with a thick layer of dust. If it weren't for the insect-proof house stone, there would probably be spider silk everywhere.
After Bu Zheng made these observations, the uncle was still sleeping soundly. His snoring sounded so selfless that he seemed to have no way not to forget himself.
"Another drunk cat!" Bu Zheng frowned slightly. He didn't resist drinking, but if he drank like this, he felt that something was very wrong.
Especially the Linglong hanging around his waist, the little drunk cat didn't even wake up until now, and he didn't know how magical the wine was at that time, which actually made it sleep for such a long time.
However, Bu Zheng felt that the wine should have some flavor, and he also felt that the day when Linglong woke up was not far away, because recently he felt some vitality fluctuations in Linglong's body, and they were getting stronger and stronger. This kind of fluctuation was very strange, not like...
The fluctuations of ordinary ferocious beasts, but this kind of fluctuations have good benefits for Bu Zheng.
This kind of fluctuation seems to be absorbing the vitality nearby, creating a vortex of vitality, which is simply a living Yuan Qi gathering array. Zheng Buzheng has absorbed a lot of vitality by the way, and he can practice with twice the result with half the effort.
At this time, Bu Zheng took a wooden stick and poked the drunkard uncle. The drunkard uncle scratched the place where he was poked, then turned over and continued to sleep.
Bu Zheng smiled slightly, with a hint of cunning and a sinister feeling in his eyes. He established a small formation nearby. It was indeed small, and its scope of action was only that of the drunkard uncle, and
This is a one-time use and disappears without a trace immediately after use, making it impossible for anyone to notice its existence.
Bu Zheng found a plate of water and poured it on the drunkard uncle...
"Ahh..."
The drunkard uncle trembled, and then immediately jumped up. At this time, he was blocked by a wall of air, and the impact caused him a burst of pain.
"ah!!"
The drunkard uncle touched his head, and then tentatively touched up, and found that the wall of air just disappeared, which made him very confused. Could it be said that what just happened was an illusion?
When the drunkard uncle was wondering, he found Bu Zheng standing not far from him with a bucket. He immediately understood that the person who just poured water on him was the young disciple in front of him.
Maybe the impact he just had was also caused by this kid, which made him feel a little angry.
"I'm sorry, I just called you uncle several times, but you didn't wake up. And I couldn't find anyone else here, so I had no choice but to disturb your sleep!" Bu Zheng smiled, looking like me