"Which dean is willing to accept this boy with natural supernatural powers as his disciple?" Dean Hongyi probably wants to punish Tang Chun for expressing such bad temper.
"I have brute strength, but it's not suitable for martial arts training." Li Hongtian shook his head lightly, and the deans of the major branches also cooperated in this way. Naturally, they had already seen that this boy had offended the Song and Li families, and now even dean Hongyi
I was so angry that no one would accept him as a disciple, unless he was stupid.
"House... Dean, I still need a manpower over there. Can you ask him to come and help for a while?" At this time, a weak voice came. Everyone turned around and saw a man as thin as a bamboo pole.
An extremely ordinary-looking old man stood beside the cracked rockery.
"Senior, which instructor is this in the college?" Li Ran asked deliberately.
"I'm not a mentor, I'm Xie Hada, the steward of Ling Pai Hall." Xie Hada said with a naive face.
"What are you doing here if you don't sweep the floor in the Lingpai Hall?" Dean Hongyi frowned.
"Hahaha, a sweeper is still in charge of things, what is he in charge of, other than those rubbish magic cards?" Song Qiang said with a smile.
Ba...
There was a crisp sound that seemed to come from outside, and half of Song Qiang's face was swollen like a pig's head. Everyone was stunned, not knowing who was responsible.
"Kick this disrespectful ancestor out of the academy." A voice came from the inner courtyard.
"Ah, Lord Commander, I didn't..." Song Qiang was so frightened that he quickly knelt down and begged for mercy.
"Asshole, all the spiritual tablets in the Lingpai Hall are the spiritual tablets of ancestors who are ranked high in the academy. You actually dare to utter such arrogant words and insult your ancestors. What have you become when your ancestors have become rubbish? Call Song Tiande over, right away."
He hummed. This was a big disaster. The Song family was all dumbfounded. Song Tiande was the head of the Song family. A member of the Song family immediately sent in a message.
"Tang Chun, Lingpai Hall is a very sacred place. Since there is a shortage of people there, you can go and take care of it for a while. When you have time, go back to the outer courtyard to learn martial arts." Dean Hongyi said. The result was quite unexpected. Tang Chun
He was taken away by Sheikha Da.
"Brother, what are you doing? You've gone too far. You actually ended up in a pile of dead people." The fat man muttered.
"Master, is it true? Do you like dead people?" Ao Qi couldn't guess what he was thinking. In fact, Tang Chun was a little excited. He didn't expect that this guy's surname was also Xie. Could it be that this Imperial College was really founded by Xie Shizhu?
The Lingpai Hall of the Imperial College is really quite big, and the Chinese Martyrs Cemetery is incomparable to them. The Lingpai Hall is actually located on a green hillside. It is a simple and old wooden courtyard, and even the walls are mottled.
It looks like it's about to collapse.
However, when he approached the entrance of the Lingpai Hall, Tang Chun was stunned. Because he felt a familiar smell. However, this smell was very vague and difficult to understand. After entering the Lingpai Hall, he found that
There are really a lot of spiritual tablets inside. They are densely packed and cost no less than a few hundred yuan.
"Thousands of years have passed, and this has been the cemetery of the ancestors of the Imperial Academy. The oldest of these wooden signs is the ancestor of the founder of the Imperial Academy, 'Pelodia'. It is close to 10,000 years old now. Recently.
The newly added distance is now a hundred years. This person has to die anywhere, and there will be nothing left after death." Xie Ha sighed, silently picking up the rag and gently wiping the dust on the spiritual tablet.
He was like a senile and sick old man. Tang Chun couldn't feel a trace of energy fluctuations on his body. Under Tang Chun's sensitive perception, Tang Chun was sure that he was just an ordinary old man. However, how could the academy let a person without
Tang Chun was quite puzzled by the fact that an old man with great martial arts skills was managing the Lingpai Hall.
"Yes, life and death, life and death, life and death." Tang Chun sighed, and picked up another rag and followed Xie Ha to wipe the spiritual tablets.
The two of them wiped each other in silence for three hours before Xie Ha stopped and said, "The food is here, let's eat."
The meals are very simple, with three dishes and one soup. One meat, two vegetarian items and a bowl of bitter melon soup. Someone from the college's catering department is responsible for delivering it.
Xie Hada was very slow and slow when eating, which made Tang Chun anxious.
"You have to take your time with everything and chew slowly to digest it. Some things are good if they are fast, but it is not good if they are too rough." Xie Hada seemed to have seen Tang Chun's thoughts, and said to himself, Tang Chun was patient.
Xingzi was eating and listening.
"Yeah. Slow work leads to fine work, and quality comes first." Tang Chun responded and took a sip of soup.
"By the way, quality is the first priority. Otherwise, even if I give you a basket of radishes, you won't be able to get a purple ginseng back." Xie Hada said.
"But the accumulation of quantity cannot be ignored. Quantitative changes can lead to qualitative changes. How can we advance to a higher realm without sufficient quantity?" Tang Chun actually talked to Xie Hada about advanced physics.
"It's not that you don't need to measure. You do need quantity, but you must pay attention to quality. If the quality of each grain is very good, then when the quality changes, your quality level will be higher, and your realm will also go up."
I also understand these modern terms.
The two of them talked in plain words and some incomprehensible words for an hour before swallowing three dishes and one soup. Xieha yawned loudly, and soon started snoring, and he fell into a dream.
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The next morning, Tang Chun reported to the outer courtyard of the college. This is because all freshmen have to enter the outer courtyard first. Even if you are a genius, you have to go in first. But if you are a genius, you will have a much shorter time to return to the inner courtyard. The outer courtyard is hidden among the towering ancient trees.
Among them, three-story buildings of the same specifications were dotted among them. Tang Chun felt like he was back in his college days.
But under the shade of the trees, there were no pairs of handsome men and beautiful women who were in love with each other. All they saw were students practicing martial arts hard. From time to time, there was the sound of clapping fists and feet, and the sound of books.
The poetic campus was completely different. Seeing those low-level warriors who were still struggling in the fifth, eighth, and ninth stages, Tang Chun sighed. He had unknowingly entered the ranks of masters.
What Tang Chun needs most is to experience the lives of these ordinary low-level warriors, from low to high. Tang Chun feels that what he needs most now is to experience life. And Tang Chun discovered that the ancient emperor's art actually moved in these body odors.
The speed is very fast, and my mental power is also quietly growing. It seems that my decision this time is right.
Tang Chun does not lack internal energy and spiritual power, which can be satisfied with Yuanshi Lingshi medicinal materials. What he lacks now is the perception of life. If you want to truly enter the middle level of King Wu's 'Death Realm', it is impossible to have a rich perception of life.
It won't work.
Moreover, if he wants to return to the Dayu Dynasty to avenge his father, without the 'Death Realm', Tang Chun feels that his strength is still not enough. Because there are some mysterious Death Realm masters in the dynasty. Even the Zhenguo Jade Seal is estimated to be
I can fight to a draw with my current self. Coupled with the combined attacks of many masters from the Dayu Dynasty, my current self is still not strong enough.
The Imperial Academy was not that good in the past from the gossip. It seemed that people with half-Martial King status who came from west to east could come and cause trouble. However, when he was actually in this academy where martial arts was so popular, Tang Chun felt like his former self.
It's like a frog in a well.
It is estimated that the fight between Feng Zunzun and one of the three major masters will be a draw. It is completely false. It may just be a few branch deans who came out at that time. Tang Chun can be sure that the three major masters definitely did not show up.
Pass.
That last roar hurt Lord Feng, and it was probably someone from the three masters who took action. As for the patron saint of the academy, it is a terrifying existence to think about. Maybe the patron saint has already broken through to King Wu
The Imperial College is becoming more and more mysterious in the eyes of Mr. Tang. His previous contempt has now turned into admiration.
Unexpectedly, Boss Tang's arrival caused a sensation.
"You are Tang Chun, the brute force." An unconvinced snort came. He glanced sideways and saw that it was a handsome, tall young man.
"Brother, he is Song Qiang's biological brother named Song Jiuwen. This guy is not weak in strength. He is a strong person at the beginning of the Qitong realm, and he is also ranked among the students in the inner academy. He is one of those amazing and talented people.
I'm 18 years old." The fat man ran to Tang Chun and introduced him with a smile.
"I am." Tang Chun said lightly.
"Yes." Song Jiuwen actually gave a thumbs up.
"Of course." Tang Chun didn't know how to be modest.
"I'll see you in the ring tomorrow at noon. I'll give you a hand." Song Jiuwen glared at Tang Chun.
"What kind of lottery?" Tang Chun asked.
"What do you want?" A trace of contempt flashed in Song Jiuwen's eyes, thinking that Tang Chun was just a greedy person.
"Uh, Song Jiuwen, I'm a new student, you're bullying the newcomer. Aren't you, Song Jiuwen, the senior of the inner college, afraid of losing your status?" At this time, a female voice rang like a silver bell unsheathed.
"Who is she?" Tang Chun turned around and found that she was a beautiful woman with an apple face, wearing a white cloak, like a fairy from the Moon Palace descending to earth.
"Fang Mei, the senior sister from the inner courtyard, is also a powerful figure. Not only is she cute, but she also has a sense of justice. I guess she is loving. That girl is pretty good. It is said that she is from a mysterious and ancient family.
, even the four major families in Ziyue City dare not ignore her. If the eldest brother can get started, hey hey." The fat man is really capable of inquiring. He actually knows everything after only one day here. Tang Chun admires this guy from the bottom of his heart.
"You go ahead, Lao Wu." Tang Chun said this, and the fat man immediately hesitated.
"What's wrong, Lao Wu?" Tang Chun laughed.
"I don't want to be beaten. Although that girl is cute, she can't compete with a ferocious beast when she gets angry." The fat man said with a black look on his face.
"What are you afraid of, fat brother? You can't beat him with your skills." Ao Qi ran over and sneered.
"Excuse me, I spent 10 top quality Yuan stones to sneak in and become a student." Fatty almost rolled his eyes.
"Is this possible?" Ochi looked surprised.
"Hey, you don't know, that old man Feng has something in my hands. Otherwise, I would have to shout so loudly that the whole world would know about it." The fat man smiled mysteriously.
"Oh, was he the one who got you into the academy?" Tang Chun suddenly realized.
"That's right, otherwise, I wouldn't have been able to get in with my little skills." The fat man even puffed up his chest, not feeling ashamed.
"Then can you tell me what's wrong with you?" Tang Chun asked.
"No, otherwise, I will die. Boss, please spare me." The fat man begged.