Wang Xu's eyes narrowed and his whole body felt bad.
What the hell is Mu Yuan Sage doing? He brought hundreds of people with him. Does he think he is here for a vacation?
"I have met the Mu Yuan Saint."
Hearing the commotion outside, the top brass of the academy, headed by Dean Liu, quickly came out of the academy to greet them.
Sage Mu Yuan looked around, and nodded haughtily towards Dean Liu of Bailu Academy. His eyes finally fell on Wang Xu, and he scrutinized them a little more.
Sage Mu Yuan looked at Wang Xu, and Wang Xu also looked at him.
This newly promoted saint of the Shimo Sect has fiery red hair and gold earrings the size of walnuts on his ears. He exudes a pungent smell of sulfur, which makes him somewhat unconventional.
Most of these people are unruly and rebellious. This was Wang Xu's first impression of Saint Mu Yuan.
"Wang Xu, I have seen Saint Mu Yuan!" After looking at him for a while, Wang Xu cupped his fists and saluted.
Saint Mu Yuan is not only strong in strength, but also senior in rank. Saint Lord of the First Demon has to be called Master Uncle here.
However, Wang Xu is a disciple of Patriarch Wu Ge and cannot be treated as an ordinary disciple. The etiquette of holding fists is enough.
If it were an ordinary Holy Son here, facing the Holy One in the Holy Land, he would at least have to bow to be considered polite.
"Yes." Faced with Wang Xu's greeting, Saint Mu Yuan acted relatively coldly and did not appear too enthusiastic.
He has already figured out that this holy son who studied under Patriarch Wu Ge only got the elixir due to good luck.
In terms of talent, apart from the advantage of age, he may not be stronger than the three major gods.
Thinking that Patriarch Wu Ge actually made him come all the way here and listen to the orders of a young man, Saint Mu Yuan felt a little unsatisfied.
He, Mu Yuan, is a saint after all. If word of this spreads, he will lose face.
"Sure enough, it is not a good thing to be in front of Saint Mu Yuan just as the Holy Son. No wonder Master specially told me that I can use his token to blackmail me." Seeing Saint Mu Yuan's reaction, Wang Xu was somewhat agitated.
have no choice.
Strength is still strength. In the Tianwu world, strength is the most respected thing. If you are not strong enough, you will inevitably be restrained everywhere.
If he had the strength of a saint, Mu Yuan would definitely have a different attitude in front of him. Fortunately, if he is not strong enough, he can use equipment to make up for it. As long as he can get the emperor's weapons in the emperor's tomb, he doesn't care about being a saint.
"First the Holy Son of the First Demon arrived, and then the Saint of the Log came. No wonder the magpies kept chirping this morning. It means there are distinguished guests coming!"
As the owner of this place, Dean Liu and the senior officials of the Academy walked up happily.
When Wang Xu saw this, the smile on his face did not change, and he took the initiative to explain the arrival of Saint Mu Yuan: "In Bailu Academy, there is a strong learning atmosphere, and it is a different education model from the Holy Land. As the saying goes, stones from other mountains can attack jade.
Please also, Dean, please don’t blame me for making my own decisions and calling all the junior fellow apprentices over to study.”
"No wonder, no wonder, the purpose of our White Heron Academy is to teach everyone without distinction. If we want to blame, the White Heron Academy is not as good as the Holy Land of the First Demon. I am worried that there is nothing to teach, which will delay the cultivation of all the geniuses." Liu
When the dean said this, he glanced at the geniuses.
With the three major divine bodies, plus hundreds of elite disciples, it can be said that the Holy Land of the First Demon sent out the younger generation of families this time.
If these people are lost here, I dare not say that the Holy Land of the First Demon will be in ruins. At least it will be inextricable for the next hundred thousand years. Saint Mu Yuan dares to bring these people out alone. It seems that he is well prepared.
This is interesting. How could Saint Mu Yuan, a newly promoted saint, have such confidence?
Although it is said that it is difficult to see saints in the world, there are not one or twenty saints in all the major holy places.
There are not even a thousand but eight hundred saints in the whole world, and Saint Mu Yuan is only at the bottom among them. What gives him the confidence?
Thinking of this, the smile on Dean Liu's face faded a bit, and when he looked at Saint Mu Yuan, his eyes became more scrutinizing.
"Ahem!" Wang Xu, who had been paying attention to the head of the Egret Academy, quickly caught the change in Dean Liu's face, and interrupted: "Dean, these junior brothers of mine are so tired from traveling and traveling, they don't know how to study."
Isn't it convenient for the palace to prepare some dormitories so that my junior brothers can rest first?"
"Of course, of course." After being interrupted like this, Dean Liu also regained his composure and put on his good-natured look again.
Saint Mu Yuan came this time and brought more than 300 people with him. The number of people was not too many, not too few.
In order to arrange people like Wang Xu together, the Academy specially cleared out dozens of small attics beside a small lake full of lotus flowers.
Wang Xu, Mu Yuan Sage, and the three great gods all have their own attic to live in.
The next-level elite disciples do not receive such high treatment. The four of them live in an attic, no different from ordinary students in the academy.
As the head of the academy, Liu Zongyuan never left his side and was always busy.
The disciples of the Shi Mo Sect who were brought here were still talking in low voices one by one, saying something like being approachable.
But Wang Xu knew that Liu Zongyuan was not approachable, but that he didn't trust them.
"Dean Liu, you don't need to treat us as outsiders. How other great disciples study in the academy, you just arrange us accordingly." Wang Xu has always had something to say to Sage Mu Yuan, and Liu Zongyuan always follows
Being around him, they didn't even have time to talk, and they had to get this old guy away.
"That's fine"
Liu Zongyuan heard the words of seeing off the guests, pondered for a moment, and said: "The lotus seeds in the lake are ripe, how about I bring the tutors from the academy to hold a lotus banquet for you, the distinguished guests of the Shimo Sect, tonight?"
"Don't go to the trouble of treating us like ordinary students. It's too grand and we won't dare to come next time." Wang Xu didn't really come to be an exchange student, but he didn't hold a banquet and act like a monkey to others.
the meaning of.
After hearing his answer, the ordinary disciples who followed showed disappointment.
Even Wang Teng, one of the three great divine beings, was inevitably hesitant to speak, and he held back and did not dare to speak to Wang Xu.
Being rejected by Wang Xu twice in a row, Liu Zongyuan lost face and finally left with the people from the academy.
Watching their backs, Wang Xu said without looking back: "Ordinary disciples should go back to their attic. No one is allowed to come out today without my instructions. Xu Xianxian, Wang Teng, Wang Ying, you three are coming with me."
Wang Xu did not mention Saint Mu Yuan, but nodded slightly to him.
Sage Mu Yuan got the hint and followed Wang Xu without falling behind, walking together towards Wang Xu's attic.
"sit down."
Arriving at the attic, Wang Xu asked everyone to sit down, then turned to Saint Mu Yuan and said, "Saint Mu Yuan, why did you bring them here?"
"When I came out, the sect was discussing how to let the younger generation of disciples go out and see the world. Doesn't the Egret Academy claim to be open to all rivers? I thought this was an opportunity, so I brought them here."
Saint Mu Yuan spoke nonchalantly, not even realizing what he was doing.
Wang Xu sighed, if Patriarch Wu Ge came, this kind of thing would definitely not happen.
To be honest, he did not expect that Patriarch Wu Ge would be delayed and unable to come, so he sent Saint Mu Yuan instead.
If he had known this, he should have said hello in advance and saved the Mu Yuan Saint from bringing a group of dragsters over.
He raised his head and glanced at Xu Xianxian, who looked like a drop of immortality, and the Wang brothers and sisters who felt good about themselves. Wang Xu felt very dizzy for a moment.
Isn't it just a drag? Including the three major divine bodies, all the young disciples who came are second and third level, and none of them can hold up the scene.
If the emperor's tomb really emerges, these people may not even be considered cannon fodder, and they will be ruined here if they meet in person.
No matter what divine body or elite, Wang Xu felt that it was difficult to protect himself, so he had to ask for help from Ancestor Wu Ge. Could it be that these people were more powerful than him? Isn't this a sincere attempt to cause trouble?
"Sage Mu Yuan, you have given me a difficult problem!"
Wang Xu knocked on the folding fan in his hand and said, "Do you know why Patriarch Wu Ge asked you to come here and carry the emperor's decree?"
Saint Mu Yuan was stunned for a moment and asked subconsciously: "Why?"
"Because I found an emperor's tomb under the Bailu Academy, the real tomb of the great emperor!" When Wang Xu said this, he saw the two Wang brothers and sisters, their little eyes were as bright as light bulbs, and their breathing became rapid.
stand up.
"These two idiots!"
Seeing the expressions of the two of them, Wang Xu was speechless and asked in a weak tone: "What, do you have any ideas?"
"No" Xu Xianxian was the first to speak and answered very simply.
"No no."
The Wang brothers and sisters also spoke quickly, but the twinkling light in their eyes showed that they were very thoughtful.
“Duplicity!”
Wang Xu shook his head slightly, without even looking at the Wang brothers and sisters, but said to Xu Xianxian: "Tell them why you have no idea."
As the name suggests, Immortal Xu Xian was as cold as Fairy Moon Palace. He said calmly: "Because I know that no matter whether there is an emperor's tomb here or not, it is not something that little monks like us can think of. To touch the emperor's tomb is no less than suicide."
.”
"Listen, this is what an old man says when he plans for a country."
Wang Xu closed the folding fan in his hand and knocked on Wang Teng's forehead. While knocking, he said: "This is just a frying pan. Even I don't dare to say that I can protect myself. Just you little grasshoppers. If you come, some of them will die. You
do you understand?"
"clear"
"You understand, your heart is as high as the sky, your life is as thin as paper, your ancestors are all bullshit here, who do you think they are?"
Looking at Wang Teng who was being scolded, Xu Xianxian's beautiful eyes opened slightly, with a small mouth, looking at Wang Xu in disbelief.
Speaking of which, this was their first official meeting, excluding the previous one at Origin Stone Square. At that time, Wang Xu used someone else's identity, and Xu Xianxian didn't even know there was someone like him.
As the second generation daughter of an elder who grew up on Shimo Mountain, Xu Xianxian had heard of Wang Xu and knew that there was such a holy son on Shimo Mountain.
But before that, Xu Xianxian's impression of Wang Xu was just like the heroes we hear when we listen to stories. It didn't feel real.
Before coming, Xu Xianxian was told that Wang Xu was also at Bailu Academy, and she had thought about what kind of person this famous saint was.
But no matter what she thought, she never expected that the domineering Wang Teng in the inner sect would be trained like a grandson in front of the Holy Son.
That was Wang Teng, who was born with the Nine-Yang Divine Body, not much worse than her.
In the inner sect, Wang Teng is like a local bully. Even the elders have to let him down. Such a little bully has no face at all in front of the Holy Son. Am I not awake?