Yuantian

The horses are taken away by the Martial Arts Academy.

Wu Yuan, Gu Ji, Wu Xiong and the others followed Chen Qing and walked through the main road of Nanmeng Wuyuan!

One after another old tree.

A large building.

A vast field of martial arts, as well as a large number of martial arts disciples, all appeared in front of Wu Yuan and his group.

"As expected of a high-level martial arts academy!" Wu Yuan glanced at those disciples.

Looking around, the weakest disciples of the martial arts school are all seventh-rank warriors, and a considerable number of them have reached the level of martial masters, which is already very surprising.

After all, the oldest disciple of Nanmeng Wuyuan is only twenty years old.

Of course, Wu Yuan hadn't seen a disciple who could show the strength of a fifth-rank martial artist at a glance.

"Single-arm strength of 8,000 jin, and passing the actual combat test, can graduate from Nanmeng Martial Arts Academy." Chen Qing led the way, while introducing: "After graduation, most of their strength will improve."

"Ninety-nine out of ten of my Nanmeng Martial Academy disciples can reach the martial master level, and a large number of masters will eventually emerge from previous disciples."

"In history, there has been a master of the Dibang!" Chen Qing said proudly.

"Excellent." Wu Yuan praised casually.

Yunwu Palace is the top martial arts school of Hengyunzong, but it can recruit too few disciples, and it is used to cultivate the top talents!

As for the huge territory, if you want to penetrate into the rule of the bottom, it is not enough to rely on the disciples of Yunwu Palace.

The three high-level martial arts schools are the cornerstones.

Like Nanmeng Martial Academy, it graduates one or two thousand disciples every year, and as time goes by, they will gradually become the backbone of the counties and counties in Nanmeng Mansion.

And the outstanding people in the high-level martial arts academy, with determination and perseverance, may not be unable to become top masters or even masters!

A group of people passed through most of Nanmeng Wuyuan.

Came to the depths of the Martial Academy.

Here, there are individual courtyards, occupying a large area, which is very quiet compared to the surrounding area of ​​the martial arts academy.

"This area is the 'Glorious Court'."

Chen Qing said with a smile: "Every courtyard is very big, except for the 'Top Ten Disciples' of the Martial Arts Academy who are eligible to move in directly, generally only VIPs from all over the world will be arranged to stay in the Guanghui Court when there are many people. .”

"However, nearly half of the courtyard has been empty recently." Chen Qing said.

"En." Wu Yuan nodded slightly, and suddenly said: "Master Chen, with so many of us, is one courtyard enough?"

Chen Qing was about to explain.

"Arrange another courtyard." A voice sounded, still gentle, but it made Chen Qing's heart tighten.

He didn't dare to forget the owner of the voice.

Even Inspector Xie has to retreat!

"Yes, senior." Chen Qing said honestly, and he quickly arranged two clean courtyards next to each other.

Everyone came to the courtyard.

"Wu Yuan, these are two entry and exit tokens of the martial arts academy." Chen Qing handed Wu Yuan two tokens: "The director should come back in three to five days. In these two days, you can enter and exit the martial arts academy's public area and Fucheng. Take a stroll around."

"When the dean comes back, he will naturally notify you."

"If you have anything to do, you can come to the third floor of the 'Yangxin Tower' to find me." Chen Qing said: "Your guard, try not to wander around in the martial arts academy, so as not to cause misunderstandings."

Wu Yuan nodded: "Okay, Master Chen."

According to the convention in Middle-earth, the teacher is usually simply referred to as 'teacher'.

"Master Chen, there is one more thing, maybe I need to trouble you." Wu Yuan said with a smile.

"Please tell me." Chen Qinglian said.

"I have two good friends, one named 'Wu Sheng' and the other named 'Luo He', both of whom entered the martial arts academy from Licheng County this year." Wu Yuan said with a smile: "Can I trouble Master Chen to inform them both?" People, let them come to my story?"

"Small matter." Chen Qing breathed a sigh of relief.

suddenly.

"Master Chen, why are you here?" A passionate voice suddenly sounded from the courtyard not far away.

A young man with short hair, about eighteen or nineteen years old, who was wearing a disciple's uniform, was pushing the door out and walked over directly.

He was tall, handsome, powerful, and very handsome.

Wu Yuan's appearance is not bad, but compared with this short-haired youth, he is obviously weaker.

Of course, it was also because Wu Yuan's face was still a little immature!

"Bamboo merchant, haven't you gone to class yet?" Chen Qing smiled when he saw the visitor clearly.

"Well, I was practicing alone just now, and I'm going to go now." The short-haired young man nodded, and glanced at Wu Yuan and the others: "Who are these?"

"Wu Yuan, this is a bamboo merchant. He is a fourth-level disciple of my Nanmeng Martial Academy and one of the top ten disciples of the Martial Academy. He has just turned 20 this year, and he is barely capable of being a third-rate master." Chen Qing introduced with a smile.

"Hello." Wu Yuan smiled.

Twenty-year-old third-rate expert?

In terms of talent, he is not inferior to Huan Xinyan, and compared to many Yunwu Palace disciples, he may be even better!

"Bamboo merchant, this is Wu Yuan. He just came from Licheng. These are the guards arranged by the sect along the way." Chen Qing smiled and said, "Wu Yuan is only fourteen years old, and he already has the strength of a martial artist. After a long examination, it will become a special move of the sect and go directly to the Yunwu Hall."

The expression of the short-haired young man who was originally relaxed changed slightly.

He couldn't help but look at Wu Yuan twice more.

Fourteen?

Wu Yuan's height was no different from that of an adult, but his face was a little immature, and he could tell he was only sixteen or seventeen years old.

Martial arts strength? Specially recruited disciples?

"Hello, Brother Wu!" The bamboo merchant's attitude suddenly changed. He was stronger and older, but his attitude was lower now.

"Brother Zhu, call me junior brother." Wu Yuan said politely.

"Haha, Brother Wu is just joking." The bamboo merchant laughed and said, "When you enter the Yunwu Palace, I will still call you Senior Brother, you can just call me Brother Zhu."

Wu Yuan was polite, but the bamboo merchant didn't dare to be polite.

Because, he knows too well what it means to recruit special disciples.

That is the most core member of the Hengyun Sect, a genius among geniuses, as long as he practices step by step, he can at least become a second-rate master!

And like Zhushang, a 20-year-old third-rate expert with good talent, but he has passed the golden development period of his body. If he wants to become a second-rate expert, he is destined to go through a lot of polishing!

Don't talk about anything else.

When he reached the strength of a martial artist, he was almost sixteen years old. Although he was not bad, he was far behind Wu Yuan!

When you are a teenager, one year later, it means that your talent is a lot worse.

"Okay, Bamboo Merchant, Wu Yuan will stay here for a while." Chen Qing said at the side, "If you have time, you can communicate with him more. I believe Wu Yuan will not refuse."

"You are always welcome." Wu Yuan smiled.

The bamboo merchant smiled and said: "If Brother Wu has time tomorrow night, I would like to have a banquet with Brother Wu alone. We can have an in-depth exchange of experience in martial arts. I wonder what Brother Wu would like?"

The bamboo merchant knew very well that it was Chen Qing who was helping him set up a line, and he wanted to try to catch it.

If you can make friends with Wu Yuan now.

It is very likely to make friends with future first-class masters or even top masters. There are not many opportunities like this!

"I still have something to do these two nights, let's forget about the banquet." Wu Yuan laughed.

"Haha, it's okay, let's wait until Brother Wu has time." The bamboo merchant's expression did not change at all, and he was still very polite.

Chen Qing on the side smiled.

"Wu Yuan, please stay here first." Chen Qing said with a smile, "Bamboo merchant, follow me, I suddenly remembered that I have something to tell you."

"Yes." Zhu Shang said repeatedly, he understood that Chen Qing was telling him not to bother Wu Yuan anymore.

"Trouble Master Chen." Wu Yuan said.

...Looking at Chen Qing and the bamboo merchant, they left.

"Uncle Wu, you will live in the same courtyard, and Uncle Ji and I will live in the same courtyard." Wu Yuan said, "When Wu Sheng comes, I will let him come to see you."

"Haha, good." Wu Xiong said with a smile, "I will trouble you, my lord."

"Small things." Wu Yuan smiled.

...Wu Yuan and Gu Ji entered the courtyard and inspected it. This two-story single-family house has separate bedrooms and a small reception room, but the most conspicuous one is still the huge 'martial arts room'.

Put away the package.

Wu Yuan and Gu Ji sat down in the reception room.

"My lord, don't worry about that Xie Yu." Gu Ji said softly: "She makes things difficult for you, there are no more than two reasons."

"Oh?" Wu Yuan was curious.

"One, your information has already arrived at Nanmeng Wuyuan. You did not come this year when you were able to enter Nanmeng Wuyuan. It means that she has lost a piece of credit for nothing, so she will naturally be dissatisfied." Gu Ji said.

Wu Yuan nodded slightly.

"Of course, this reason is less likely." Gu Ji said: "The bigger reason is probably related to your recommender 'Guardian Gao Yu'."

"Guardian Gao Yu?" Wu Yuan was thoughtful.

"The sect is huge. Although it is united externally, there is also internal competition." Gu Ji said indifferently: "Competition is not necessarily benign, and conflicts, disputes, and even hatred may also arise!"

"I understand." Wu Yuan nodded.

Wherever there are people, there are rivers and lakes. The Hengyun Sect has a huge power and controls tens of millions of people. How can there be peace inside?

I was recommended by Gao Yu to join the sect, and at the same time gained the trust of Gao Yu's faction.

Naturally, it will also offend some people in the sect.

"Haha, don't worry too much, the sect has its own system, at most she will make things difficult for you, and dare not do anything." Gu Ji said.

"I don't care about such a small matter." Wu Yuan nodded.

Wu Yuan has seen countless disputes like this, as long as Xie Yu doesn't go too far, Wu Yuan doesn't bother to bother.

subsequently.

Wu Yuan went up to the second floor to meditate alone, while Gu Ji stayed on the first floor to guard and protect as usual.

Soon after dinner.

Wu Yuan was called down by Gu Ji again.

"Wu's invitation?" Wu Yuan flipped through the letter in his hand, looking at the content on it: "It's really fast enough to receive the news."

I arrived in the afternoon, and an invitation was sent in the evening.

There is no doubt that the Wu clan has been waiting.

"Uncle Ji, tell the messenger for me that tomorrow, I will arrive at the Wu clan compound on time." Wu Yuan said softly.

"En." Gu Ji couldn't deny it.

He didn't care what Wu Yuan would do in Fucheng, as long as he was safe and passed the test of strength smoothly.

...

As night fell, when Wu Yuan moved into Nanmeng Wuyuan, he was thousands of miles away.

In a vast luxury mansion.

"Damn it!"

"Ah! Ah!"

"Damn it!!" Raging voices sounded from the depths of the mansion, like a strong man in bronze armor roaring like a demon god: "My nephew, my only nephew Luo Fu, how could he die in the Hengyun Sect's territory?"

"Why!"

"Assassinate a small specially recruited disciple of the Hengyun Sect, why did you send him there?" The brawny man in bronze armor glared at the envoy who was kneeling on the ground.

The messenger trembled all over and did not dare to raise his head, big drops of sweat dripped down his face.

"Tell me, what's the name of the specially recruited disciple of the Hengyun Sect?" The brawny man in bronze armor suddenly slapped him.

boom! The solid rock tables and chairs shattered and exploded, and a piece of sawdust scratched the envoy's cheek in an instant.

Blood flowed.

"His name is Wu Yuan!" The emissary repeated in fear.