Song Leizi summoned all the brothers in the escort agency to discuss matters.
I heard that I was going to be a teacher at the academy for a few days tomorrow, and all the escorts in the escort agency looked very calm.
But Linghe listened in a daze.
"Uncle Wang, what is the academy's military training?"
Ling Hebian asked a burly middle-aged man beside him in confusion.
"The academy military training is a tradition of our academy. It actually teaches martial arts to the students in the academy. Every year, our bodyguard bureau sends some people to serve as instructors for a few days!"
The burly middle-aged man explained in a low voice.
"Do scholars still practice martial arts?" Ling Hebian said in surprise.
"Are you surprised?"
The burly middle-aged man grinned.
He was not surprised by Ling Hebian's surprise. He had been a escort for so many years and visited many places. There was no such thing as martial arts training in the academies in those places.
Not only did they not practice martial arts, they also looked down upon those who practiced martial arts and called them martial artists.
Ling Hebian gave a soft "hmm" and nodded repeatedly.
"Actually, the tradition of practicing martial arts in this academy has been around since the time when our mayor was the village chief. Although our mayor looks gentle and polite, he is a great master of martial arts.
Even if all of us in the escort agency put together, we may not be the mayor's opponent!" the burly middle-aged man said with a smile.
Ling Hebian was stunned when he heard this.
"Don't believe it, the gentleman from the academy and our chief escort learned their martial arts from the mayor!" The burly middle-aged man patted Ling Hebian's shoulder and sighed.
Although he had never met the mayor himself by the Linghe River, he had met several academy gentlemen.
Everyone is gentle, personable, and friendly to others.
Look at the people in their escort agency. They are all tall and strong.
This difference is not just a tiny bit.
"By the way, do you want to go to the academy with us tomorrow?" the burly middle-aged man asked with a smile.
"My martial arts skills are definitely not enough to be a teacher in an academy!" Ling He shook his head hurriedly.
"Haha, what are you thinking about? I just asked you to take a look around the academy. I can tell you that the academy is not only big, but also very spectacular."
The burly middle-aged man laughed heartily and said.
Ling Hebian scratched his head in embarrassment.
"Maybe the mayor will be there tomorrow!" the burly middle-aged man said with a smile.
"The mayor will also go?" Ling He said.
"Maybe. Generally, if there is any big event in the academy, the mayor, as the dean of the academy, will attend!" the burly middle-aged man said with his arms crossed.
Ling Hebian's eyes lit up.
Since he came to the town, the one he heard the most about was the mayor, but he had never seen the mayor himself.
However, I think he is a good person.
"Boy, you'd better not go!"
Suddenly, an old voice sounded in my head.
Ling Hebian did not immediately ask Patriarch Ling, but waited for the meeting to end before returning to the house.
"Ancestor, why did you tell me not to go to the academy? Are you worried that my cultivation will be noticed by the mayor?"
After closing the door, Ling Hebian immediately asked out the confusion in his heart.
"That's right, I still don't know what kind of cultivation that mayor has. If it's the Mahayana stage, I can barely help you hide your aura, but if it's the Tribulation stage, you can't hide your cultivation from the other party at all."
Ancestor Ling's old voice sounded in Linghe's mind again.
"Didn't you say that the Tribulation Stage is extremely rare to see in the world of immortality?" Linghe said, still not giving up.
"That's for low-level monks!" Patriarch Ling sighed: "Forget it, it's too far away for you to tell you about the tribulation period now!"
"Just remember, never meet that mayor!"
"To put it bluntly, you're just afraid that you won't be able to defeat the mayor!" Ling He murmured.
"You kid, don't use your words to provoke me. I have traveled all over the world of immortal cultivation in the south of the world. I have never seen anyone, and countless monks have died at my hands!" Patriarch Ling sneered.
"If you don't believe me, you can go see the mayor and see what he will do to you?"
"But I don't think the mayor is a bad person!" Ling Hebian said hesitantly.
"You are just too naive. Do you know what cultivating an immortal is? It means competing with heaven for a chance of survival and competing with people for opportunities. In this world of cultivating immortals, there is no unreasonable good or unprovoked evil."
Patriarch Ling taught earnestly.
"You have just entered the world of cultivation not long ago, and you don't understand the world of immortality yet. When you practice for a long time, you will understand that this world of immortality has always been a world of intrigue and deception, where the weak and the strong prey on each other!"
There was silence by the Linghe River.
…
Early the next morning.
Bu Fan originally wanted Xiao Man to look after the house, but Xiao Huan Bao happened to come out of the house and heard that he was going to the academy, so he stopped him with the task of looking after the house.
But Bufan was a little worried.
He was afraid that when he came back from the academy, his home would disappear into thin air.
However, think about it, as long as little Huanbao doesn't move around, there is a high probability that there will be no problem.
Besides, Xiao Huanbao's bad luck never affects people with good luck, and Xiao Man happens to be at home, so there won't be any big problems.
After handing over the housekeeping task to Xiao Huanbao, Bu Fan returned to the town with Dani and Xiao Xibao.
When they arrived at the entrance of the town, they separated. Dani went to the workshop, Xiao Xibao went to the school, and Bufan went to the academy.
The gentlemen of the academy learned about Bu Fan's arrival and were waiting at the gate early.
When I saw a figure riding a little white donkey coming from a distance.
The academy gentlemen immediately greeted them warmly, and Bu Fan also got off the back of the little white donkey, exchanged greetings with the academy gentlemen, and walked into the academy together.
But just as he stepped into the gate of the academy, Bu Fan paused and turned to look at an alley in the distance.
"Sir, what's wrong?" asked an elegant-looking young man.
"It's okay, let's go in!"
Bu Fan shook his head and strode into the academy.
At this time, in an alley, the Ling River was close to the wall.
…
The other end.
Under the peach tree.
Xiao Huanbao sat in front of the stone table, concentrating on reading the Classic of Mountains and Seas.
"Is Master here?"
Suddenly, a timid voice came from outside the yard.
Xiao Huanbao raised his eyes and took a look.
At this moment, I saw a young man in a light blue robe standing in front of the courtyard gate. The young man looked a little reserved.
This young man is none other than Tang Xiaoyu.
Tang Xiaoyu encountered some problems in her practice, but her brother Tang Qingshan was practicing in the house. She couldn't disturb him, so she came over to see Bu Fan.
But when she arrived, she didn't see the master in person. Instead, she saw a boy about her age.
The boy in front of him looked at the book in his hand quietly.
The smooth and white face reveals the cold and angular features, the deep black eyes are full of charming color, the thick eyebrows, the high nose, and the beautiful shape of lips, all express nobility and elegance.
Seeing Tang Xiaoyu's heart pounding like a deer, two blushes appeared on her cheeks unconsciously.
"Who are you?"
Xiao Huanbao's face was calm and his tone was doubtful.
"I'm the master's disciple, no, no, I'm the mayor's disciple, no no..." Tang Xiaoyu's cheeks turned red as she explained hesitantly.
"I know, you are my father's new disciple, right?"