Huang Yiyi gave Jiang Luo a blank look, "There is a secret cultivation method created by Mr. Confucius in Confucius College, and only those in the academy can practice it. If it is revealed, it will be banned immediately!"

"It's the Confucian and Law you just mentioned?" Jiang Luo asked.

"Yes, Confucianism and Law are the secret techniques that Mr. Confucius himself is practicing. As long as those who can practice, they are more powerful than other people of the same level of cultivation. If Gu Kuo had practiced Confucianism and Law earlier than me, he would not have been his turn to be arrogant in front of me now!"

Huang Yiyi leaned the red tassel spear to the ground. She felt angry when she remembered what had happened just now. She didn't expect that she would ask someone else to help her.

Jiang Luo and others looked at each other. This Confucianism sounded quite profound and unfathomable, but I don’t know if it really has this miraculous effect.

"Uh, Miss Huang, I don't know where to sign up for the screening of Confucius Institute?" Ruan Ruoshui asked.

She came out to continue to improve her cultivation. Now she has this opportunity, how can she give up?

"It's right next to the martial arts training platform outside the Confucius Institute, but the Gu family should have sent people to guard there long ago. If it were past, they might have discovered it.

You guys, shouldn’t you want to sign up for the screening?”

Jiang Luo raised his hands and smiled on his face, "I heard that Mr. Confucius founded the college to recruit wise monks. We should be fine if we go to register, right?"

"This is true. Mr. Confucius founded the college and had a broad mind. I hope everyone can improve their own level. There is nothing wrong with you guys going in.

And according to my opinion, your cultivation should not be inferior to me. It is a foregone conclusion to enter the academy."

Huang Yiyi glanced at the few people. With her transformation from the spirit, she couldn't see through the strength of Jiang Luo and the others. It can be imagined that their strength should be above him.

"Since that's the case, then we will leave and register first. If you have the chance, see you in the academy!" Jiang Luo bowed, and several people pushed open the door and walked out.

"Wait a minute!" Huang Yiyi's face became slightly surprised, "Aren't you afraid that the Gu family members will find you to revenge? They are a big family in Donghua City, you

We can't afford to offend!"

"Ha, kill one, kill one, kill two!" Bo Shujun shook the long sword in his hand. He was afraid that the Gu family would not be able to give it any force, and he would all collapse without even pulling out the sword.

The others did not refute his words. With their cultivation level, they could open up a new family in Donghua City.

Huang Yiyi stamped her feet in anger and looked at their backs. The group of people didn't listen to them at all. She gritted her teeth and ran to Jiang Luo.

Jiang Luo was a little surprised, "Why are you here to follow?"

Huang Yiyi frowned and said, "I'm afraid something happens to you later. I'm going to register anyway, and go together!"

Jiang Luo smiled secretly. Although the girl in front of him was a little spoiled, she was quite loyal.

The martial arts training platform is outside the Confucius Institute on the easternmost part of Donghua City. The entire Confucius Institute occupies almost half of Donghua City.

It is also said that the back of the academy is facing a dark sea of ​​demons, and sirens often land there. The academy is set up here to protect the safety of Donghua City.

After walking about a few hundred steps, a huge city wall appeared in front of him. It was like there was a city in the city. The wall was hung with the huge words "Confucius Academy" and couplets were on both sides.

"Everyone who comes is a guest, and he greets Confucian scholars with a smile." Jiang Luo murmured to himself. The meaning of this couplet is kind, but looking at the words on the couplet, he vaguely felt a sharp edge hidden in it.

"This is the character written by Mr. Confucius himself. You see, that is the statue of Mr. Confucius."

Everyone looked in the direction Huang Yiyi pointed, and saw a stone statue standing in front of the gate of Confucius Institute, bowing, smiling on his face and hair tied on his head, which was somewhat similar to Confucius in the textbook Jiang Luo had read before.

Jiang Luo frowned, "What's going on?"

Just as he wanted to go into the point and see clearly, two Confucian scholars wearing Taoist robes and holding long swords fell from the sky and stood in front of him.

"Slow! This is a forbidden area for the college, and ordinary people are not allowed to enter without authorization!"

"Sorry, sorry, crossed the line for a while."

Jiang Luo hurriedly stepped back, it wasn't him.

I dare to move forward, but I don’t know the details of the Confucian sage Confucius. It’s better to have less than more things than anything else.

He glanced at the statue deeply and turned around.

Huang Yiyi whispered in his ear: "It's okay, they are just mail servants, not formal disciples. Generally, they have to be mail servants for three years before they have the opportunity to study in the academy."

Jiang Luo nodded, feeling relieved. Confucius is really a great man. This seems to give those who have not been able to enter the academy a chance, but in fact, they want them to work for their own academy for three years, and it depends on the luck in the future to enter. If this is on Earth, it will be a disguised exploitation of labor.

"Let's go and sign up!"

Jiang Luo didn't think too much. Anyway, he just wanted to find a place to hide for the time being. As long as these Confucian scholars didn't provoke him, he wouldn't care too much.

The martial arts training platform is next to the academy, blocked by a simple iron net, and there are many small arenas inside, so you can see many people fighting in it.

"Hello, we are here to sign up!"

I saw an old man sitting in the outer circle of the martial arts training platform. He was wearing a goatee, his fairy-like bones, and holding a wolf's hair. He looked like a flowing person.

Two book boys stood behind the old man, silent and obeying the instructions.

The old man raised his head and saw Huang Yiyi and Jiang Luo, his face changed slightly. He suddenly waved his hand to his side and immediately ran over. He didn't know what he said to him, so the book boy ran out in panic.

Seeing that Shutong left, the old man looked at Huang Yiyi with a smile on his face, "Oh, isn't this Huang Yiyi? Why? I didn't get into the college last year, and I want to come here to try it again this year?"

When the old man mentioned that he didn't want to be mentioned, Huang Yiyi's face suddenly became gloomy, "What's your business? Just sign up for me quickly, Huang Yiyi!"

"Bold, why did you talk to us Mr. Lin?" The book boy behind the old man walked out, "We Mr. Lin are from Confucius Institute. All students have to respectfully call you a teacher when they see you. How dare you be so rude? Do you want to enter the college?"
Chapter completed!