As the words of the tutor spread, many students immediately became very honest and took the initiative to take sides according to their own application. For ten thousand students, even if they were evenly distributed, more than 1,000 students would need to be one major. Therefore, even the eight teachers had high cultivation levels, they would have a headache.

But equally, if you pay a lot, you will naturally receive a lot of treatment. Those who can become teachers at Tianmen College will almost never worry about treatment and life issues. They are basically pursuing higher-level things.

This is like Lin Haoran's life before his life on Earth. When some people are still thinking about how much their monthly salary is and how much their living expenses are left, some people are already thinking about where to go today and where to go tomorrow.

So, after entering the school, students at Tianmen College are actually not thinking about how to improve their practice, but make their practice more perfect, not just becoming a greenhouse flower with empty cultivation but without practical use.

Lin Haoran walked calmly to the front of the Bai Zhantang sign. As Lin Haoran walked over, everyone else who originally wanted to come over gave way. Lin Haoran naturally walked to the front.

This scene made the teacher of Bai Zhantang suddenly happy and nodded to Lin Haoran.

At this time, Lin Haoran couldn't help but look at the teachers.

The first thing I saw was the future teacher of Bai Zhantang, a man with a well-proportioned figure and a perfect body ratio, who looked in his forties or fifties. However, Lin Haoran knew that after reaching the Nascent Soul realm, he could actually control whether his body would show his old age. So Lin Haoran naturally knew that this person could not be only in his forties or fifties.

Moreover, from the teacher of Bai Zhantang, Lin Haoran could clearly feel a sharp aura. Bai Zhantang, if it was expected, this teacher should be a person who has experienced many battles, otherwise he would not have such a sharp aura.

Even if Lin Haoran felt this aura himself, he couldn't help but feel a little depressed. At the same time, Lin Haoran couldn't help but feel a little excited. He didn't come here wrongly, and there seemed to be a lot of room for improvement.

"Just call me Teacher Baizhan. I have taught too many students. Our names are the same as those of majors!" The man looked at Lin Haoran and seemed to be looking at him, and obviously felt his momentum. He couldn't help but smile and said to Lin Haoran.

Lin Haoran, who heard this, couldn't help but nodded, bowed and said, "Teacher Bai Zhan!"

Then Lin Haoran looked at the teacher Sumi Cave beside him, an old man in a Taoist robe who looked a little fairy-like. Just as Lin Haoran looked over, Bai Zhan in front of Lin Haoran said directly: "Old man Sumi, don't look at the ragged appearance he is wearing, his clothes are covered with formations. Sometimes, it may be a formation that will come out after a spitting out!"

Upon hearing this, Sumi turned her head and looked over, grinned, looked at Lin Haoran, and couldn't help but say, "Little baby, if you think Bai Zhantang is too dangerous and not fun, you can come to Sumi Cave to play. I will teach you some fun formations!" The smile seemed to Lin Haoran to see that there seemed to be some other small eyes.

Lin Haoran naturally bowed and replied respectfully. After all, Lin Haoran did feel a strong sense of mystery from Sumeru. Even Lin Haoran seemed to have not felt the existence of a human being, and he vaguely suspected that the figure standing in front of him might be a formation.

Then there was the Immortal Sect, which was an old man shrouded in a black robe. He could tell at first glance that this was an old man with a yin feeling and was thinner. Even the face under the black robe was invisible. When Lin Haoran looked at him, the old man seemed to have noticed it and turned his head slightly to look at Lin Haoran, but just this glance, Lin Haoran felt that the face in the felt hat was still invisible. He only saw two open eyes looking at him with a smile.

The old man from the Immortal Sect seemed to know that Lin Haoran could not choose his major. He took a look and then continued to stand in front of the sign with his head down.

Among the students of a class, there are almost the few who choose the Immortal Sect, because anyone who practices the Immortal Sect seems to be as good as humans, ghosts, and they are not good at it, but although there are few, there are still hundreds of people who choose, and some are quite good-looking, but people say they like ghosts.

Then there is Demon Ridge. The teacher at Demon Ridge is the only female teacher. Lin Haoran knows what this teacher is at first glance. Nine tails sway behind the butt, and the person is also beautiful. When Lin Haoran looked over, the teacher also looked over. Just a glance, Lin Haoran hurriedly lowered his head and withdrew his gaze, because at that moment Lin Haoran felt the familiar feeling coming from Jiuliye. If as expected, the teacher might have been unparalleled in illusion, and maybe it was also a talented illusion.

Then there was the teacher from Shennong Pavilion. He looked like a farmer, but he was quite kind. Lin Haoran could smell the fragrance of soil and the smell of alchemy from afar.

The Divine Weapon Pavilion is covered with a fire metal aura. It is a strong man, and there are two small hammers on his waist. Lin Haoran can tell at a glance that the little hammer is not an ordinary thing.

"Hi, little baby, have you fallen in love with my two hammers? If you come to my major, how about I give you one to play?" The feeling of Teacher Shenbing's speech made people feel so good. Lin Haoran shook his head and smiled bitterly and bowed: "By thanks to Teacher Shenbing's love, I think Bai Zhantang is still suitable for juniors!"

"Tsk! It's useless to learn that, let me tell you, look at me building a divine weapon armor, and I can't help but let that boy Bai Zhan stab you!" The divine weapon glanced at Bai Zhan and seemed to say quite disdain.

"You..." Teacher Bai Zhan was about to reply, but a cough came from behind the people, which made him silent.

The last one was Tianhuang’s professional teacher. He was just wearing a pair of knee-to-knee shorts. His skin looked bronze-colored, and he was quite strong.

Teachers in each major seem to have their own characteristics, and Lin Haoran can feel that their strength is quite strong, and he is indeed a teacher at Tianmen College.
Chapter completed!