Is this regarding myself as a sucker?

Zhao Yang smiled coldly, reached out and threw the "Treasure of the Courtyard" into Zhuge Jun's arms: "I will throw it into the water as a million spirit stones, and then pack my luggage and leave. How about it?"

He snorted coldly and said, "I can't afford to stay in this Frost and Snow Sword Courtyard."

Zhuge Jun quickly saved the book and stood there at a loss.

In the past, didn’t the people who came and practiced the martial arts that night and were trapped within a hundred miles of Cishan, so they couldn’t get out again?

But Zhao Yang has no practice skills at all and can leave at any time.

This script seems to be a little wrong.

"Hey, why is junior brother like this?" Outside the gate of the courtyard, Zhuge Rui, who was dressed up very smoothly, ran in with his hands, swept his eyes over the medicinal food in front of Zhao Yang, gave him a slight meal, and then a smile appeared on his face.

He reached out and took the book from Zhuge Jun's arms and sent it to Zhao Yang: "Junior brother, our sword cultivator promises tens of millions of dollars, how can you give up the ball halfway?"

Zhao Yang said coldly on his face: "I haven't entered your nest yet."

"Hey, junior brother, I have put your name on the academy list last night. I have already reported to you as the master." Zhuge Rui bowed toward Cishan, then took out a bright yellow book and handed it to Zhao Yang with a smile.

Zhao Yang reached out to take it and turned on the first page. He saw that the top of it read: Zhuge Rui, the 358th generation director of the Frost and Snow Sword Academy, and Zhao Yang, the vice president.

However, Zhao Yang's name seems to have been painted many times, and there are still many traces.

Zhao Yang was speechless about the playful behavior of the Frost and Snow Sword Sect.

But his heart moved and suddenly realized that the old monster hiding in Cishan had already agreed to all this.

In the eyes of such people, as long as the inheritance is immortal, nothing else is nothing to do with trivial matters.

As for the nonsense of these disciples, he wouldn't care at all.

Zhao Yang closed the booklet, played with it in his hand, and looked at Zhuge Rui and said, "Master Zhuge, I wonder what powers I, the deputy master, have?"

Hearing Zhao Yang's words, Zhuge Rui said with a stern face: "You have the final say in this Frost and Snow Sword Academy except me."

Speaking of this, he waved his hand and said, "Don't worry, I said I've been in seclusion for a year, so I will naturally be confident. As long as I have been eating three meals a day, I will leave all the big and small things in the Sword Academy to you as the master."

In other words, if there is no food to eat, he will intervene.

Hundreds of foodies are not that easy to raise.

Zhao Yang narrowed his eyes and looked at Zhuge Rui: "Take it serious?"

"Of course, take it seriously." Zhuge Rui's face looked extremely sincere.

"Okay, then I, Zhao Yang, won't refuse." Zhao Yang stood up, reached out and took out a storage bag and threw it to Hei Chi beside him: "You go and distribute these monsters to the disciples, and you can have three meals a day in the future."

After saying that, he turned to Zhuge Jun on the side and said, "Take me to see the place everywhere, so I can have an understanding of the Sword Academy."

Zhuge Rui showed a look of surprise on his face. This Zhao Yang seemed to be very rich and powerful.

Zhuge Jun glanced at Zhuge Rui, then bowed to Zhao Yang: "Sir, please come with me."

This Frost and Snow Sword Academy covers a considerable area. According to Zhuge Jun, it could accommodate hundreds of thousands of disciples in its heyday.

Nowadays, most places are empty, and many courtyards are neglected and abandoned.

Zhao Yang followed Zhuge Jun and looked through the entire Sword Academy.

So poor.

All the things that can be sold are sold, and all the things that can be eaten are eaten.

Over the years, the huge sword courtyard has been living by cheating. Many people who come to practice like Zhao Yang have been squeezed out and then live together.

"Why is this library empty?" Zhao Yang's face darkened as he looked at the several-story attic that was empty.

"It has been empty for thousands of years. The ancestors said that as long as the skills of the sect are not lost, it will be done." Speaking of this, Zhuge Jun muttered: "This skills of the sect have been sold several times. After reading them, they will lose interest in practicing."

Once you practice, you cannot stay away from Cishan. There are indeed not many sects who dare to be interested.

Of course, there is another layer, and if you don’t care about other nonsense, you really want to sell the skills of the sect, the one in Cishan might come forward.

Zhao Yang nodded and stepped into the library.

"Although the sword academy's skills have been sold, there are still inheritances here. The sword academy has no shortage of martial arts inheritances." Zhuge Jun pointed to the words engraved on the four walls of the library and whispered in a low voice.

As long as your family inheritance continues to be passed down and you can sell your skills for money, why not do it?

As for someone else who cracked the skills to deal with the people in the Frost and Snow Sword Academy, it doesn't exist.

Who is so bored? Isn’t it good to let them die for themselves?

Zhao Yang took a quick look and saw that the four walls were densely engraved with various martial arts and sword techniques, which were all the same, but compared to the "Xuan Magnetic Sword Light", it was a bit too small to see.

It is estimated that after everyone entering the Sword Academy has seen the "Xuan Ci Sword Light" technique, they will no longer be interested in other ways of practicing. The dust in this library is a clear proof.

For most of the day, the two of them walked around the Sword Academy.

Zhao Yang’s biggest feeling is that he recognizes the foundation of a real sect.

A swordsman that has been going downhill for 100,000 years has not fallen. What is it that it is not a profound foundation?

"This is the way to Cishan. My miserable brother is stationed there." Behind the Sword Courtyard, looking at the winding path leading to the dark mountains, Zhuge Jun sighed.

Zhuge Hong.

The only elder in the Frost and Snow Sword Academy is the first person under the head of the courtyard, Zhuge Rui.

He is really willing to stay lonely at the foot of Cishan Mountain?

Zhao Yang looked at the dark mountains with inexplicable meaning in his eyes.

"Sir, it is best not to approach Cishan before practicing the exercises of the town court, otherwise it will be very troublesome." Looking Zhao Yang towards Cishan, Zhuge Jun hurriedly reminded him.

Zhao Yang nodded, he knew that Zhuge Jun was kindly reminding him.

If you do not master the power of the mysterious magnet, the closer you are to the magnetic mountain, the more likely your own strength and qi and blood will be out of control.

"Let's go back, show me the list of disciples of the Sword Academy." Zhao Yang turned around and left directly.

Zhuge Jun watched Zhao Yang leave, a hint of inspiration appeared in his eyes. He smiled, touched his head, and followed with great strides.

When Zhuge Jun carried a pile of books to Zhao Yang's courtyard, Zhao Yang was a little stunned.

"Isn't there only a few disciples in the Sword Academy? Where do you get these piles of books?" Zhao Yang looked at Zhuge Jun in confusion.

"I don't know that although there are only more than 500 disciples who insist on staying in the Sword Academy, there are still many who have left their own cultivation." Zhuge Jun grinned.

"When they left, the Sword Academy said that they would not be removed from the list. As long as they were willing to come back, they would still be disciples of the Sword Academy."

Zhao Yang nodded without comment and opened several rosters, including records that were to be traced hundreds of years ago.

"Has anyone been back?"
Chapter completed!