Immortality Cultivation Era

Out of the dormitory, Meng Fang walked in front and sang in the back.

I heard the Meng Fang in front, and said with a low voice: "I am sorry, I originally wanted to get you into the class of Tianzi, because I am a teacher of Tianzi class, but I did not agree on it, saying that it does not meet the requirements. ......"

Gao Ge smiled and said: "Nothing."

"Don't care too much about this in your heart, the pearl is dusty, whether it is me or Tang Jiu Si, you know that your strength is good, there is a big chance, and Tang Jiu Si also said to me, you enter the Dragon Pavilion is an inevitable thing, this is a lot The students of the Tianzi class are unlikely to have the honor..."

Before I finished the words of Meng Fang, Gao Ge said first: "Nothing, Teacher Meng, I understand, and, there is nothing wrong with staying in the safari class. As far as I know, Xiuxian College has a month every month. Compared with the test, you can make a big splash on the test. You can jump up."

"How do you know?" Meng Fang was taken aback.

Gao Ge realized that he had said that he had missed his mouth and said vaguely: "Before listening to other students in the cafeteria."

Meng Fang nodded and didn't care.

Behind Meng Fang, he walked into an office in the teaching building, and the office brand wrote a word "荒荒".

In the office, there are various weapons, the teachers are male and female, the older ones are sixty or seventy, and the younger ones are thirty years old.

When they saw Meng Fang coming in, they stopped together and stood up and greeted the Mongolian question mark.

The identity of the teacher of the Tianzi class is obviously higher than them.

"Mr. Meng, how come you come to the area of ​​our ridiculous class!" said a man in his forties, with a smile on his face.

Meng Fang turned his face and said to Gao Ge: "High song, this is Teacher Jiang, it is the grade director of your ridiculous class."

The teacher system of Xiuxian College is more like a junior high school, a grade director, a director, but there is no counselor, only a class teacher.

"Gong song has seen Teacher Jiang." Gao Ge asked for a good voice.

"You are a high song?" Teacher Jiang licked his chin and had some headaches.

When he saw that Bangladesh had come, he guessed what the purpose of the other party came here.

"Mr. Jiang, the class of Gaoge, you still have to arrange it." Meng Fang said.

Teacher Jiang looked around and all the teachers avoided the eyes of Teacher Jiang.

Teacher Jiang has a more headache.

"Mr. Meng, he... sure that only two martial arts have been opened?"

"Yes, but he is good."

"That is, he has already begun to cultivate under the premise of only opening two martial arts?"

Meng Fang smiled and said: "It’s just a simple practice, and there is no specific realm."

"Even if this is the case, he wants to continue to open the martial arts in the future, and it is very troublesome, right?" asked Teacher Jiang.

In the final analysis.

In the eyes of Jiang and theirs, the high song is equivalent to a late student.

The class in which such a student enters will be delayed.

Here is the first Xiu Xian College in China. The students in it are all top geniuses. Students who only open two martial arts are almost non-existent.

Unless it is waiting for the Xiu Xian College to be thoroughly rolled out in China, a cultivator with two martial arts will be slightly more, but even then, it is still the bottom of Xiuxian College.

Some songs are not calm.

Although he guessed that this is the case, he can also express his understanding, but so many teachers are in front of their own faces, expressions are indifferent, even disgusting, and make him somewhat unpleasant.

"He also came out of Broken Dragon Mountain." Meng Fang said.

"Hey, the young people who came out of the Broken Mountain, the worst ones have also opened a dozen or so martial arts. This is only one of the two martial arts. It is a unique one!" A teacher in his fifties turned Screw the cup lid, smiled and said, but the words are full of sarcasm.

"Mr. Meng, you should not be embarrassed about us. If you really can see him, bring him to the Tianzi class! Our students in the ramification class really can't, but there is no two martial arts."

"Yeah, Teacher Meng, you should not bother us." Another female teacher also interjected.

The singer's face is more and more ugly.

Meng Fang’s eyes were cold and his body was trembling. This was tempered by these bastards.

Teacher Jiang seems to have seen something from Meng Fang’s face and said quickly: “It’s almost done! Shut up!”

The teachers were quiet all of them, and did not dare to continue to let go.

However, they have already expressed their dissatisfaction with their emotions. They do not believe that they have already said this, and Meng Fang is also very willing to send people to them.

Meng Fang sighed and turned his face to look at the high song. He said in a helpless tone: "High song, I will take you to the Hongzi class to see it."

Gao Ge just wanted to nod, but suddenly heard a familiar voice coming from the door.

"If you don't want it, then come to my class."

A man in a blouse walked into the office and smiled at the singer, gentle and gentle.

Gao Ge saw the coming, his eyes shined and he was shocked.

"Liu... Teacher Liu?"

The man who just walked in was 35 to 6 years old. He was shocked when he heard the song: "Do you know me?"

The high song scared a cold sweat, the brain was running fast, and finally the flash of light flashed and said with a smile: "After entering the college, I saw teacher photos and information on the left side of the college."

"Then you have the heart, and you will observe those." Liu Zhongyi nodded. "As a practitioner, you should really pay attention to everything around you. This is an advantage, keep it well."

Meng Fang did not believe in the words of Gao Ge. He looked at the song and fell into doubt.

This kid, have you seen Liu Zhongyi?

However, these are not the focus now. He asked: "Mr. Liu, are you willing to accept high songs?"

"There is nothing in this world. There are no students who can't be a weapon in the world. There is only a teacher who can't be a teacher." Liu Zhongyi said with a smile. He didn't have much thought and didn't aim at anyone. But such a simple sentence, but annoyed some people.

"In this case, Teacher Liu, what do you mean, we are not a weapon?" The former female teacher frowned and was not happy.

"Haha, Teacher Qin, I don't mean that." Liu Zhongyi smiled and smiled. He quickly explained and explained, "I just said this..."

"Well, I believe that Teacher Liu is not aimed at us. After all, it is impossible to say that it is not a device. It is also a teacher who is not a teacher. At the age of thirty-six, I still stay in the realm of condensedness. Is this even worse for many students?" The ten-year-old teacher blew the tea in the cup and took a sip of the tea inside, whispering his eyes.

"This is the truth, huh, huh, this is also very good, waste students, handed over to the waste teacher, just together." The female teacher sneered.

Liu Zhongyi’s face was red, and Zhang said: “Mr. Qin, if you say that I am a waste, I also recognize it, but this child is not 20 years old. Who will say it later?”

"I only opened two martial arts, even if it is some ordinary people, a little cultivation, not only this, is this not a waste student?" The female teacher sneered at Liu Zhongyi's words.

"Some of the immortals are able to come to the latecomers." Liu Zhongyi wants to argue for Gaoge.

In fact, the other side taunted him. He didn't care very much. Anyway, his age was still in the state of condensedness. It was not a waste teacher.

But in his opinion, Gao Ge is still a child after all. If he is defined as a waste now, how much damage does this child have?

The hand of Gao Ge, the subconscious grip became a fist.

He has reached the edge of anger.

But in my heart, there is a deep helplessness.

Teacher Liu, like the last life, never knew what to refute for himself.

If there is half the skill of Yue Xincheng's mouth-gun, it will not be bullied into this way?

He just didn't understand why the teacher of his last life, in this life, would have a intersection point so quickly.