The young men followed Li Kuzhou and entered the private school together.
"Senior Brother Li, are you asking about the senior fellow from the private school?"
"No! I am only ranked third. There is also a senior brother, Nongmen Tian Qing, and a second senior brother, Daomen, Zhang Shaoling."
"Then when we join the private school, I will call you Third Senior Brother!"
The young people were chattering among themselves, and some young people who understood the ways of the world had already begun to try to establish a relationship with Li Kuzhou.
Su Chen looked at the private school among the crowd of teenagers.
This private school is very large, with pavilions and pavilions everywhere. It is exquisite and elegant, and it is obviously a place full of scholars.
There are even large open spaces in the fields and more than ten acres of fertile spiritual fields, filled with all kinds of winter spiritual melons, fruits and vegetables.
This is quite enviable.
Luoyi City is the royal territory of the Great Ji Immortal Dynasty. Outside the city is the most fertile plain in the world, and the spiritual fields stretch for thousands of miles.
But now, the Great Ji Immortal Dynasty is in chaos, and no one can be sure when a small group of barbarians will rush outside the city, or there will be demons, bandits, and others.
The spiritual fields outside the city have also begun to become unsafe. Farmers have delayed planting spring seedlings, or have not harvested in time. The spiritual fields have been left unused for a year, which is distressing.
In Luoyi City, in this valuable land, there are more than ten acres of fertile spiritual fields, which is really a luxury.
But they saw a dark, strong man in a coarse shirt, plain-looking, simple and honest, squatting and working in the fields.
The palms of this dark, strong man were covered with calluses and were extremely rough. There was a hoe beside his feet, his bare feet were soaked in mud, and there was a "measuring bucket"-like object in the field.
He squatted in the field and looked at the measuring bucket in the snow on the edge of the field. He had already received a bucket full of white spirit snow.
Then he took out pen and ink and a bamboo slip and recorded something.
Li Kuzhou led the young men through this field.
The dark, muscular man was not distracted and did not even look at them.
"Why are there farmers in the private school?"
An elegant girl in brocade clothes asked in surprise.
This private school is full of bookish atmosphere, with exquisite waterside pavilions and pavilions everywhere, which is quite poetic and picturesque. Suddenly a dark and sturdy farmer appeared, which was quite a sight.
"Shut up~!"
Li Kuzhou held the scroll in his hand and was immediately unhappy. He scolded the girl and said, "This is what I just said. Let's ask the private school, this year's senior brother Tian Qing!
He is a disciple of the Nongmen, the second and seventh level of the Nongmen. He is obsessed with the Nongmen and has been practicing with the Master for ten years!
You must not be rude!
Now follow me to see the Master and show off your talents one by one~! "
Only then did the young men realize that it was Tian Qing, the eldest brother from Wenwen Private School, and they hurriedly bowed to Tian Qing.
Then, they followed Li Kuzhou to a large attic with a large plaque "Asking Questions".
Master Wang Chan is in this attic, teaching the disciples in the private school.
Su Chen felt curious when he saw Tian Qing, a senior fellow from the agricultural family, weighing snow with a bucket in the field.
He only knows that a measuring bucket can be used to weigh spiritual valley, but he has never seen anyone use it to weigh snow... He also doesn't know what the purpose of weighing this snow is? !
However, now he is going to become his master.
I can only ask Senior Brother Tian Qing later when I have time.
...
Daodao Pavilion is located in the center of the courtyard of this private school.
Surrounded by waterside pavilions, rockery and bamboo forests, plum trees and peach blossoms are everywhere, and there are also a few winter finches chirping on the branches with plum blossoms in full bloom.
Old Master Wang Chan has white hair shawl and a majestic face. He is wearing a white gown and is sitting at the top table in the attic hall.
There is a pile of ancient books on the table, and a cup of warm tea with a fragrant aroma is placed aside.
Below the pavilion, twelve low tables and tufts are neatly placed side by side.
Seven disciples of different ages, the oldest is in their twenties and thirties, the youngest is more than ten years old, sitting cross-legged, each practicing and reading.
A scholar in blue was thinking hard in front of a chessboard.
The boy in white picked up a pen and wrote a novel on a paper book, but he was never satisfied with what he wrote. He scratched his head and scratched his head, his face full of distress.
There was also a wealthy young man covered in extravagant clothing, holding a "squeaking" little fragrant pig in his arms, crossing his legs and looking left and right at the young men who came in.
"Disciple, wait, meet the Master!"
The newly arrived young men followed the young senior brother Li Kuzhou to the pavilion and all paid homage to Master Wang.
"Everyone, tell yourselves about your background. Where do you come from? Then just show your talents.
When I accept a disciple, I don't look at the level of cultivation or Taoism, only the talent.
Realm and Taoism, as long as you practice for a long time, you will naturally have some achievements.
Only talent is innate, not learned.
Those with good talent stay, those without talent go! "
Old Master Wang Chan said calmly.
"Yes, Master!"
The young men immediately stepped forward one by one in high spirits and reported themselves to each school, and then showed off their talents, hoping to be noticed by Master Wang Chan.
In order to save time, the two teenagers came forward together to show each time.
But soon they became frustrated.
Master Wang Chan only took one look at their talent performance and showed no interest.
In fact, most of the practitioners in the Great Ji Immortal Dynasty did not have any special talents.
Just work steadily, practice hard day and night, assisted by the spiritual power of elixirs, and then slowly practice to improve the realms and secret techniques of the disciples.
And the monks with "extraordinary talents" are only one in a million.
Soon, it was Xiang Tiange and Su Chen's turn to step forward together.
Xiang Tiange is dressed in rich brocade clothes, with a luxurious and spiritual jade pendant hanging from his waist. He is extraordinary in martial arts. He is obviously a descendant of a noble family.
Su Chen was dressed in green cloth and looked delicate and handsome. He looked like a boy from a poor family or a commoner.
"Disciple Chao Ge has Su family, Yin Yang sect Su Chen!"
"Disciple Chaoge Xiang, military sect Xiang Tiange!"
Su Chen and Xiang Tiange bowed their hands.
"Xiang Tiange!... Hehe, it seems that I have met a son of the old man!"
Master Wang looked at the two young men and couldn't help nodding and stroking his beard.
A long time ago, he was the prime minister of the vassal state of Chu and the head of the civil service. The Xiang family is exactly the military family of the Chu State, the head of the generals, and they have quite a few friendships.
However, he later resigned and went into seclusion. A branch of the Xiang family also left Chu and migrated to Chaoge.
Master Wang looked at Su Chen, "Are you a member of a poor family, or a commoner? ...I don't discriminate against the common people, but the cultivation of each sect consumes money.
The poor family may still have some savings, so they can take a chance.
But the common people simply cannot afford it! "
The so-called poor family,
At least my ancestors once served as ministers and officials in the vassal states.
Or perhaps the ancestors once gave birth to high-level practitioners above the fifth or sixth realm of each sect.
The family has thousands of acres of spiritual land, and there are many practitioners in the family. However, the middle path of the family declined later, and they became a little more depressed.
The poor family at least has a foundation.
Compared with the common people who have no foundation, they are still much better.
"Master, what you said is wrong!
Who can live to this day without having any ancestors from a noble family? Brother Su's ancestors were also from a wealthy family, but now they are in a bit of embarrassment! "
Xiang Tiange was not in awe of Master Wang's majesty and said with a smile.
"You have a glib tongue, don't be arrogant! Su Chen, you speak for yourself!"
Old Master Wang was not annoyed and just laughed and cursed.
"Master!
My ancestors had Su princes,
However, after the fall of the Su Kingdom hundreds of years ago, the Middle Way declined, and the Su family moved to Chaoge and has been a poor family for five generations.
This year something happened to Chaoge City, so he fled to Luoyi! "
Su Chen immediately raised his hands and said, feeling a little bitter in his heart.
He is now a member of a poor family, but at least he has cultivated to the seventh level of the first level of the Yin-Yang Sect and laid the foundation in the early years.
Now that Chaoge has lost hundreds of acres of spiritual land, his family is impoverished.
If in a few generations the descendants have mediocre qualifications and no improvement, I am afraid they will be completely reduced to common people, and they will not even be able to step into the threshold of a hundred schools of thought.
He must cultivate to the extremely high realm of Yin Yang Sect in his own generation!
"Oh~!"
Mrs. Wang nodded slightly, her heart skipping a beat.
There are descendants of the royal family of Su princes!
Disciple of Yin Yang!
In the Great Ji Immortal Dynasty, there were very few people who had these two identities at the same time.
He already had a rough idea of Su Chen's origins.
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