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Lihuo looked at Mo Yi and Mo Luoxue playfully, she nodded and said, "Let's do it first, I still have things to deal with, and it's not too early, you should also go to class." Seriously, although you can skip class, I really don't recommend that newcomers like you give up the opportunity to learn more. "

"Got it, senior sister. Mo Yi thanked Lihuo and arched his hand, "This is still our first class in the Academy! "

"You're freshmen, go to the third floor of the North Building. He turned his head and pointed to a building in the distance and said, "It's been a while since a group of freshmen were in class there, and it's not too late for you to go now, and it's not a bad thing to know a little more friends. "

"Thank you. Mo Luoxue nodded and said at the same time.

"Nothing, I'll go first. He waved his hand slightly and turned his head and slowly walked away, and after a while, he blended into the group of monks who had come to class early and disappeared.

Mo Yi and Mo Luoxue glanced at each other, Mo Yi spread his hands and said, "Let's go, let's meet new classmates, in a sense, we are still transfer students." "

Mo Luoxue hugged the book that belonged to her in Mo Yi's hand, and walked to the school building that she had pointed to in the distance.

Mo Yi smiled bitterly and immediately followed, the early morning sun threw the shadows of the two of them for a long, long time.

On the day of the school's singing and flowering again, Mo Yi and Mo Luoxue set foot on this land that they had never known.

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East District, North Building, 3rd Floor, Grade A Classroom.

On the podium, an old man in brown clothes and an old dragon bell quietly looked at the students under the podium, the wind and frost carved marks on his face, and a pair of eyes were not cloudy but extremely sharp, and from time to time there was a flash of fine light. And the woolen beard on his chin makes him even more old and erudite.

The whole classroom is like a staircase from top to bottom, desks and chairs are spread horizontally on the stairs, and the male friars in uniform gray robes and the female friars in white robes sit quietly on the desks, looking at the old man on the podium at the bottom of the classroom seriously.

"Ladies and gentlemen, let's not talk about the main class today, first of all, please let me welcome the new students, Mo Yi and Mo Luoxue. A loud voice that did not match the old man's appearance resounded throughout the classroom, and all the students were a little stunned by this sudden news.

"Come in. The old man nodded at the entrance of the classroom.

The students on the top of the lecture hall all looked curiously at the door of the classroom, where two gray and white figures walked out, and the students couldn't help but light up after seeing the two figures.

"So handsome!"

"It's beautiful!"

Exclamations of exclamation rose and fell in the classroom, and the friars looked shyly at the upright figure in the gray robe, while the male friars stared at the stunning figure with bright eyes.

Mo Yi, who was standing at the door, glanced at the students in the classroom, there were many seats in the classroom but they were not full, and there were still many empty seats, "Luo Xue, how do you sit? "

"Whatever. Mo Luoxue dropped two words, and then walked straight to the old man on the podium and bowed slightly, "Hello mentor." "

"Hey...... I'm very good at being a student. Mo Yi laughed secretly in his heart, and he also walked in front of the old man and saluted, "Hello mentor." "

"Hmm. The old man glanced at Mo Luoxue and Mo Yi, touched his long white beard, and said, "It looks very symbolic, and it is very Taoist." "

"Ahaha...... We are brothers and sisters, not Taoist couples. Mo Yi snorted and said.

This remark made all the male friars on the stage feel for a while, it seems that Mo Luo Xue Minghua has not yet had a master, and he and others are not without a little opportunity.

"How can I have the opportunity to teach students in person with the academy master, and the Tiangu Sect Master has appointed disciples to be fellow cultivators, isn't it. Mo Yi smiled and continued to say the news that made the male monks desperate.

"What?Tiangu Sect Master named a disciple?!"

"Sect Master's own disciple...... It looks like it's a mountain again. "

"It's a pity that you can't kiss Fang Ze with such a beautiful beauty, alas, it's a pity. "

Sighs like this were endless, and countless male monks looked at Mo Luoxue with a look of unwillingness, they may not know the Academy, but they all know about the Tiangu Sect Master.

Now that they have obtained that Mo Luoxue is the designated disciple of the sect master of the Tiangu Sect, one of the ten immortal sects in the hall, and the head of the entire academy of Qiankun Peak, the distance between the two has opened up in an instant, one is heaven and the other is earth.

Not talking about the reactions of the students who sat down, the blue-robed old man glanced at Mo Luoxue slightly, "Has the Tiangu Sect Master accepted disciples again...... It's really unusual. "

Mo Luoxue glanced at Mo Yi angrily, but Mo Yi turned his head to look at the blue sky and sunshine outside the window and whistled.

The old man coughed twice and said, "You two go find a place to sit down first, I'm going to start lecturing." "

Mo Yi and Mo Luoxue nodded and walked off the podium.

The old man watched Mo Yi and Mo Luoxue walk to the front row closest to the podium and sit down together, he nodded slightly and approved the choice of the two, "Okay, I will continue to lecture today, and the content will continue to follow the origin of the general trend of the immortal cultivation world that I talked about last time." "

Mo Yi and Mo Luoxue glanced at each other, and then looked at the old man on the podium together, and entered the mode of listening carefully.

The old man glanced at all the students and continued, "As we all know, the immortal cultivation world is now divided into thousands of counties, large and small, and each county is managed by the local immortal cultivator sect, and the strength of the immortal cultivator sect determines the size of the management territory. "

"Excuse me, what gave these immortal cultivator sects the power to manage the county?", the old man asked, glancing at the monks under the podium.

"It's the Immortal League. The next moment the old man asked, someone immediately answered.

"That's right, Immortal Alliance. The old man nodded, "The full name is the Immortal Cultivator Alliance, and it is the largest force that manages the entire Immortal Cultivation Realm today. "

"Immortal Alliance. Mo Yi took out the kettle he was carrying, took a sip of water, and silently thought that Yi Haoran of the Changfeng Gate had also mentioned relevant information at the Ascending Immortal Conference, and those cultivators and powerhouses also seemed to be afraid of this so-called Immortal Cultivator Alliance.

"The Immortal Alliance has managed the entire Immortal Cultivation Realm for thousands of years, and every Immortal Sect must indicate relevant information to the Immortal Alliance. The old man explained slowly, "Each county regularly pays taxes to the Xianmeng, and these taxes are mandatory, gratuitous, and fixed, just like this month, we almost didn't pay taxes in Tiangumen." "

"Teacher......", Mo Yi raised his hand, "Is it really good for you to say it casually like this?"

The old man was slightly stunned for a moment and then shook his head with a wry smile, "Oops, oops, it looks like I accidentally dismantled the platform of the sect, it's really old and useless." "

All the students in the audience have a black line.

"Then may I ask the teacher, if we don't pay our taxes on time, what will happen to us?", Mo Luoxue suddenly asked, staring at the old man thoughtfully.

The old man smiled and said, "What else can I do?" One reminder, two warnings, and three forced dissolution of the sect. "

"So domineering. Mo Luoxue frowned slightly, "Then teacher, dare to ask us how many times in the history of Tiangumen have not paid taxes?"

"Eighteen times. The old man took a sip of the tea on the podium and said.

"Poof. Mo Yi, who was drinking water in the front row, almost sprayed the old man on the podium in the face.