"A few of us can also take advantage of it."
"By the way, tell me, Xuan Qing, will he rush to accept you as his disciple?"
"It doesn't matter."
Ye Qingli said with a very calm expression.
"I didn't come here to be his disciple."
"I also think that the eldest lady is not suitable to be admitted to the Heavenly Courtyard."
Nalan Yu said seriously.
"There are thirteen branches in the School of Theology. In addition to branches such as the Criminal Court and the Tiangong Court, there are also Heaven and Earth Xuanhuang and Universe Primordial, a total of eight schools."
"Among them, the Tianyuan is personally controlled by Xuanqing."
"He also sat on the throne from the position of head of the courtyard to the director of the courtyard."
"However, I think the eldest lady should go to Xuanyuan."
"Xuanyuan is in charge of all the classics of the School of Theology, as well as the Pavilion of Divine Medicine."
"If you reach a higher status in Xuanyuan, you will be able to take whatever you want from the entire sacred school of theology."
"So awesome."
"What do the other branches do?"
Mo Ziqing asked curiously.
"Everyone has his own division of labor."
"For example, Huangyuan is mainly good at drug management."
"Yuyuan and Zhouyuan are both good at refining medicine."
"What Hong Yuan is good at is growing grass."
Nalan Yu said counting them one by one.
"What Tiangongyuan is good at is the mechanism technique."
"What about the deserted courtyard?"
I heard Nalan Yu talk about it, but he didn't mention Huangyuan.
Mo Ziqing asked strangely.
"Desolate Courtyard..."
Nalan Yu scratched his head and said.
"In the medical school, the deserted courtyard is basically a place no one likes to go to."
"Only those disciples who have no skills and mediocre talents, but are lucky enough to be admitted to the School of Theology will be assigned to that place."
"Generally speaking, the disciples there can start teaching after a few years of mediocre work."
"However, I have never heard of any achievements made by the disciples of Huangyuan."
"All unknown."
"Let me tell you, I have never heard the name Huangyuan before."
Mo Ziqing said with sudden realization.
"The boss shouldn't be so unlucky to be assigned to the deserted courtyard, right?"
"of course not."
Nalan Yu said confidently.
"The distribution of disciples in the School of Theology is based on the results of the drawing of lots from the golden urn."
"Every time there is a new disciple, the master of Tiangongyuan will make a golden vase."
"Then, each disciple goes up to draw lots."
"It will automatically select a branch that is most suitable for the disciple based on his spiritual attributes."
"When Miss arrives, she only needs to show her corresponding spiritual attributes."
"Okay, then I'll go to Xuanyuan."
Ye Qingli said calmly.
There were many reasons why she came to the seminary.
To find the secret of Tianjue Acupuncture.
Clues to Jun Aohan’s mother’s relics.
There is also the secret affair between Xuanqing and the Yun family.
To solve all this, it seems that entering the Medical God Pavilion is a good way.
In the past three days, the foot of the God of Medicine Mountain has become deserted.
Candidates who were not admitted have already returned one after another.
However, the admitted candidates are waiting nervously.
Three days later, they gathered again at the foot of the God of Medicine Mountain.
This time, an officer from the Medical Research Association took them up the mountain on foot.
This is the first time they have set foot inside the School of Theology.
After passing through a winding mountain road.
They finally arrived halfway up the mountain.
Then, everyone looked ahead, all dumbfounded.
