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12. Qingyun Academy 1

"There are quite a lot of people." Murong Feixue complimented casually.

Zhang Mingliang immediately responded with a smile: "That's right, today Qingyun Academy has more than 3,000 disciples from all over the country."

"So many?" Xin Yue exclaimed.

Zhang Mingliang nodded and said: "Although the charging standards of Qingyun Academy are extremely high, the world is so big. People from the surrounding countries are all trying to get here. Some people are not talented but are rich and powerful.

If you put some money over here and transfer some gold, you can say that you are a disciple of Qingyun Academy after you leave, which will give you a lot of face."

Murong Feixue's eyes lit up. She could spend money to enter the academy. That would be easy. Previously, she was still worried about how to avoid exposing her identity as a 'succubus cat'.

Zhang Mingliang continued: "However, Qingyun Academy's membership is very strict. Even if you reluctantly enter Qingyun Academy, if you fail to advance within five years and break through the acquired Dzogchen realm, you will lose your qualifications as a disciple of Qingyun. Unless

I just continue to work for the academy like me, hoping that one day I can break through the realm of Dzogchen and return to the Qingyun sect again."

By the end, Zhang Mingliang was already a little disappointed.

But Xin Yue and Pan Niang nodded secretly, determined to practice well.

Murong Feixue suddenly asked: "How far have you reached, senior brother?"

Zhang Mingliang smiled bitterly and said: "After thirteen years of practice, I am now only at the eighth level of the Yellow Realm."

Huahua opened her mouth wide, extremely surprised.

A mere helper of Qingyun Academy running errands, his strength is actually much stronger than Chong Yi's.

Chong Yi is one of Murong Feixue's subordinates. She also grew up with Hua Hua and the others. Now she helps Jiu Mao manage the chaotic city.

Murong Feixue nodded disapprovingly. This is the foundation of the cultivator sect. Ordinary people may not be able to reach this level after practicing for a lifetime, but as long as you are talented, you can get guidance from famous teachers in the academy.

, enjoy the elixir Baozhi, it is difficult not to improve your strength.

While everyone was talking, a frightening and sharp voice suddenly sounded from behind: "Is it you?"

Murong Feixue and others turned around and found that the person standing next to them was actually the arrogant but beautiful girl they met in the small town at the foot of the mountain.

At this time, the girl was no longer alone. She was surrounded by several men and women in luxurious clothes, and several servants who were serving her carefully with smiles.

Xin Yue and Pan Niang suddenly became nervous. It was obvious at first glance that these boys and girls were the children of wealthy families. The two country girls, when facing these people, could not help but feel cowardly in their hearts.

Murong Feixue and Huahua don't have this kind of tension. Not to mention Murong Feixue, Huahua is also very courageous. At least, she has seen dead people, and her strength is not low. She is in the fifth level of the Yellow Realm.

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"Hi." Murong Feixue greeted the other party naturally, and then she heard Zhang Mingliang beside her whisper to her: "This girl's name is Xie Yao, she is in the same group as Ning Qingqing, these people are all

There are people with good backgrounds in the academy, especially Ning Qingqing, whose family is extremely rich, and her uncle is also the deputy head of a certain hall in the academy..."

Murong Feixue nodded slightly and said nothing.

Ning Qingqing, who was quite tall, a little fat, with more than a dozen youth beans on her face, and wearing a mink coat, was immediately noticed by Murong Feixue.

Murong Feixue set her sights on her, not because her family was rich, not because of her great background, and not because of the dozens of youth beans on her face. What she set her sights on was just for the mink coat she was wearing.


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