"You guys should settle down first, someone will call you later." Yiyuechuan said.
Immediately, Jiang Chen and six people officially set foot in the Holy Courtyard.
The great forces in the Fire Domain are always proud of being in one place, and the taller the mountain gate is, the better.
But the six people suddenly understood that a house and tall building that had stood for hundreds of years without falling down was the most amazing symbol.
"In the final demon-slaying battle, the heroes held discussions here before the decisive battle."
Especially when I think about this level, walking in the holy courtyard, I feel inexplicably solemn and sacred.
Immediately afterwards, Jiang Chen was shown a house with one bedroom and one living room, which was completely incomparable to the one he had at Chixiao Peak in Tiandaomen.
However, after learning that the other five people lived in the dormitories in the building, he understood that his treatment in the Holy Court was pretty good.
"Collect medicinal materials and refine the antidote."
"Go to Grandpa, hoping to pass the news to Taoist Tianfeng."
"Take over the forces founded by the leader."
Lying in his own room for the next year, Jiang Chen determined his goals and made plans.
Three goals, varying in difficulty.
In addition to looking for medicinal materials, you can put the other two aside.
"Then, let's go to the Holy City for a walk."
When Jiang Chen walked to the door, he stopped again. The holy city is very big, and walking on his own feet would not necessarily take him several days or nights to complete it.
Without a guide, it was completely blind.
There was a knock on the door, Jiang Chen opened the door and found Princess Feiyue standing outside the door.
"Let's go, we have to gather. I was asked to inform you." Princess Feiyue said.
While speaking, she looked at Jiang Chen's room with a look of envy, thinking that coming to the place where she lived would be even more difficult for a rich man to accept.
"Thank you."
"No, it's not me who wants to come." Princess Feiyue didn't look kindly on him, firstly because of his defeat, and secondly because of the death of the third prince.
Jiang Chen shrugged and didn't say much. After locking the door, he followed her to the bronze statue square of the Holy Courtyard.
In the center of the square, there are bronze statues of several figures, all of whom were famous heroes in the Heroic Age.
Around the bronze statue, many people have gathered, and it is not difficult to see that they are all disciples from various fields.
Because the disciples of the Holy Academy all wear uniform clothes, these people don't.
At a rough count, there were about forty or fifty people.
Directly above the square, there were about ten disciples of the Holy Academy wearing standard blue shirts. Facing the training disciples in front of them, their expressions were indifferent, and the corners of their mouths were turned down, unable to conceal their pride.
The average age of these disciples is several years younger than that of the advanced disciples, but the aura emanating from their bodies is much stronger.
"What are you doing!? What are you doing?! They are so sparse and sparse. Has no one ever taught you the rules? Stand in a row."
Suddenly, a tall young man strode over and shouted at the crowd in the square.
The training disciples were stunned for a moment and looked at each other, not knowing where this person came from.
"Are you all deaf?!" The young man yelled again with a straight face.
Suddenly, someone among the training disciples hurriedly stood at the front and formed a row.
When the others took hesitant steps, the anger on the young man's face suddenly disappeared and was replaced by a bright smile.
Hahahahaha!
The other disciples of the Holy Academy couldn't hold it in any longer and laughed so hard that they fell forward and backward.
"Zhuang Fan, you are really funny."
"Look at how confused these guys were just now. It's really funny!"
The tall young man Zhuang Fan shrugged to the crowd and said, "Don't take it to heart, I'm just joking with you."
Immediately, he stood back among the disciples of the Holy Academy.
The trainee disciples who understood that they were being teased were furious. These trainee disciples who arrived earlier than Jiang Chen and the six others understood their situation better. Now that they were being teased as a joke, they couldn't help it.
After all, the people here are top geniuses in various fields, and arrogance is indispensable.
Some people wanted to rush forward, but were stopped by their companions, and some criticized them in weak voices.
"What's going on?"
Another new face came over, a thin middle-aged man with fair skin and no beard on his face, who was as smooth as a teenager.
A pair of eyes seem to sink into the face, with sharp eyes.
As soon as he came, the noise in the square calmed down.
"Master Mo!"
The disciples of the Holy Academy shouted, and Zhuang Fan just stepped forward and said: "I was just joking with them. Maybe it's because of the different regions, but they don't accept it very well."
Hearing his casual tone, the advanced disciples gritted their teeth in anger, while the Holy Academy disciples secretly laughed.
"alright."
Master Mo didn't want to delay this matter, so he looked at the training disciples in the square with his eyes that could penetrate real objects.
While making sure no one spoke, he said: "The Holy Court is divided into four courtyards, east, west, north and south. The branches have two classes, heaven and earth, with twelve classes in each class."
"You will be assigned to Class 12 and start your real training."
"Also today, you will get clothing and identity tokens so you can go out and walk around."
After hearing this, Jiang Chen realized that it was impossible to go in and out casually. Fortunately, he gathered the number of people when he arrived, otherwise staying in the Holy Courtyard would be boring to death.
"Now draw lots to decide, these twelve people will be the monitors of each class. Whichever class is drawn, you will stand behind him." Master Mo said again.
"This Holy Court is indeed different from the sect's methods!"
Hearing this, the training disciples forgot about their anger and found it very novel. They just thought that those annoying guys were the so-called squad leaders, and they couldn't help but feel uneasy.
"Let's draw lots."
Among the people who came with Master Mo, someone was holding a large box with a round hole on the top.
The first person to go up took out a piece of paper with the word "four" written on it.
"Come over here."
Among the disciples of the Holy Academy, a bright young man waved to him.
Among the twelve Holy Court disciples, he was the only one who didn't laugh as exaggeratedly as the others just now.
The man breathed a sigh of relief and walked over happily.
Immediately, people drew lots one after another, and the five people from Fire Territory were assigned to different classes. When it was Jiang Chen's turn, the number '11' was drawn.
"What's going on? A guy who has only reached perfection in the middle stage has become a further training disciple? Master Mo, can I not want it?"
Coincidentally, the squad leader of Class 11 is Zhuang Fan.
After he discovered Jiang Chen's realm, his face suddenly changed, and he complained to Master Mo without caring about other people's feelings.
Master Mo noticed Jiang Chen's state and his eyes changed a little.
Among the many disciples who are training, at least they are in the late stage. How did they sneak into the middle stage?
"You can come to the Holy Academy to study at such a low level?"
"Wouldn't this make people laugh even more at the low standard of our further training disciples?"
It was ironic to say that it was the other training disciples who spoke first, and they were already disgusted by the sneer-faced Holy Academy disciples.
Lu Fei, Yi Shuihan and others looked weird, and Jiang Chen, who was looked down upon, was the strongest among them.