The First Dragon of All Ages

"According to the rules for recruiting new disciples in the Royal Academy of Great Leaders, strict tests are required, and only those with a martial art level or above, and a cultivation base above the battle martial level can be selected. ."

An old man in brocade clothes walked out of the Royal Academy slowly, and his eyes scanned the crowd with majesty.

"Since you have become disciples of the Royal Academy of Dakan, then you must abide by the rules of the academy."

He stretched his hand to the stone tablet next to the gate, "The rules of the courtyard are engraved on it. Now, I invite you to take a look."

Just now, everyone was getting acquainted with each other. They didn’t pay attention to so much. Now, they noticed this half-foot-high ancient stone monument. The laws of the Qian Empire are the rules of the courtyard!

"The law is the court rule?"

A disciple asked, "However, we don't know what the laws of the Dagan Empire are."

The old man glanced at him lightly, "Good question, the rules of the Dagan Empire are more complicated, with forty volumes. When you have time, you can go to the library to check it out and find out."

After making these rules clear, the old man led everyone into the Royal Academy.

Everyone looked around and looked at the Royal Academy curiously, and so did Long Qingchen. I saw that the Royal Academy was like a palace garden, with towers, pavilions, pavilions, and elegant scenery.

The old man first brought everyone to a small hall to register, name, age, martial art, cultivation base, family history, origin and so on.

Of course, Long Qingchen will not register the identity of the dragon clan. His name is Long Qingchen, he is sixteen years old, has a third-order martial art, and has eight levels of cultivation in the wild martial state.

Seeing Long Qingchen’s registration, the old man’s mouth twitched and he was a little dissatisfied. “The cultivator hides his identity and acts in a low-key manner in order to avoid trouble. The academy can understand it, but don’t be too outrageous. It's hard to get in, let alone the Royal Academy!"

Everyone also looked at Long Qingchen with strange eyes.

Long Qingchen had to change his martial art to the third rank of the local rank. He found that not only he, but also other disciples, did not write his true identity at all.

Nangong Wan'er did not write about the saint of the Black Eagle, but the daughter of the landlord...

The daughter of a merchant, written by Jiang Xin'er, opened a small teahouse at home... When she was practicing in Taicang Mountain, she brought dozens of guards and guardians secretly to follow. How could it be possible to open a small teahouse at home?

After the registration, the old man took everyone to an underground warehouse to collect clothes, identity badges, maps and other items.

As for the repair fee, that is, the "tuition fee", it was not collected at all. Obviously, the Dagan Empire was rich in wealth.

Then, the old man divided the martial arts hall and residence for everyone.

It is worth mentioning that Long Qingchen is in the third lecture hall, and Jiang Xiner, Hua Yuyan, Mu Qingxue and other "acquaintances" are in the same lecture hall with him.

Many young handsome men are envious. The third lecture hall is a collection of beautiful women, and more than half are beautiful disciples.

Nangong Wan'er is in the fourth lecture hall, and there are acquaintances like Yuwen Ruiqi, Zhao Yi, Xiao Yao and so on in the same hall.

The ten disciples recommended by Lingwu Academy are all concentrated in the third and fourth lecture halls.

"You can practice according to the arrangements of the Royal Academy."

The old man said at the end, he left in a hurry, seeming to be very busy.

The Royal Academy is very large, without a map, you may get lost. Everyone looks at the map, finds the cafeteria, and eats together.

It's worthy of the Royal Academy, the food is not to choose, exquisite and delicious, almost like the restaurant.

Of course, eating full is a very "luxury" thing for Long Qingchen. It's not possible. He is just playing a tooth ritual, taking a body-building pill when people are not paying attention to take care of the dragon's body.

After eating, everyone took out the map again and found the location of the lecture hall. Because I will start listening in the afternoon.

Fifty people including Long Qingchen, Jiang Xin'er, Hua Yuyan, Mu Qingxue, etc., came to the third lecture hall.

After waiting for about half an hour, an old man with a cane walked in tremblingly and climbed onto the podium with difficulty. Without saying anything, he started speaking.

"The elementary college teaches how to become a cultivator and some basic common sense of cultivation;"

"Medium academy, teaches purity of spiritual power, martial arts attributes, etc.;"

"Higher colleges teach sentiment, mood and so on."...

In the body of this old man, he could not sense any fluctuations in spiritual power, but the disciples became more admired, because this kind of situation would happen if the cultivation base was too much higher than them!

"Don't guess, I don't have a cultivation base, I'm just an ordinary person."

Seeing the doubts of the disciples, the old man said with a faint smile.

The disciples almost spit blood, and an ordinary person is a mentor, is there no one in the empire?

The old man explained, "A few decades ago, my cultivation base reached the peak of the True Martial Realm, and I was only one step away from Sanxian. Unfortunately, I failed to cross the triumph and my cultivation was completely useless. I could only be a mentor at the Royal Academy. , I want to eat, I hope everyone will save you face and don't tear down the platform."

Hearing what he said, the disciples suddenly realized that the elder powerhouses close to the fairyland, although they have lost their cultivation base, still have their cultivation experience, they are more than enough to be a mentor!

Mu Qingxue stood up and owed a bow, "Lao Shangshu, your words are serious, you can listen to your personal preaching, we are too happy to be too late, how can we tear down the stage?"

The old man smiled, "Girl Qingxue, her mouth was sweet when she was a child, and she is also very talkative and likable when she grows up. In the future, I don't know who is lucky enough to marry you."

Mu Qingxue's face turned red, and she sat down gently.

"Shang Shu? This is an official position in the Dagan Empire, right?"

"Mu Qingxue is also a member of the Dagan Empire?"...

The disciples looked at her in surprise.

The old man waved his hand slightly, "Okay, let's not talk about it, let's go on."

An elder strong man who was close to Sanxian preached himself, and the disciples listened carefully, and the same was true for Long Qingchen. When he heard something he didn’t understand, he would make a note and go to the library to check the classics, or, after returning, Ask the Taoist Qiling, he is like a good student~www.wuxiaspot.com~ It's almost dusk before he stops preaching.

Mu Qingxue ran over and passed the crutches to the old man, intending to help the old man out of the martial arts hall.

The old man smiled faintly, "No, my old bones are still tough and can walk easily."

Mu Qingxue had to let go and watched the old man leave.

"Qingxue, in our Dagan Empire, there are three middle school academies. You have to go to a place as far away as Yinyue Academy for three years, and finally come back. It's hard for me to wait."

A handsome young man with fine gold hair and Royal Academy clothes came to Mu Qingxue with a large bouquet of violets with a charming smile on his face.

Many female disciples looked at Mu Qingxue enviously, as if they wanted to take it over.

Which girl doesn't like others to give flowers?

Which girl does not like romance?

However, Mu Qingxue is an exception. There is a trace of disgust on Qiao’s face. She suddenly took a male disciple’s arm and said to the handsome young man, “Yan Shi, sorry, I already have my heart, I hope you don’t come in the future. disturb me."

Long Qingchen was a little dazed. He was about to leave from the door next to him, but was held by Mu Qingxue's arm. He couldn't help but look at Mu Qingxue. I saw that there was a hint of brilliance in her beautiful eyes. It was certain that she must be deliberate !