"Is this Jixia Academy?"

Liang Yan looked up and saw that the academy was extremely vast, surrounded by four peaks. Each peak had a bridge leading to the entrance of the academy, corresponding to the four gates in the southeast, northwest and northwest.

Among them, the south gate is the most magnificent. There is a plaque hanging on the lintel of the gate, which reads: "The Laws of Heaven and Earth".

Each of the four major academies of the Confucian League has a Jixia Academy, and the courses taught in the academy are exactly the same, and they are all basic classics of the Confucian League.

The morning class is about to begin. Some of the tens of thousands of disciples from the Hidden Sword Academy have already entered the academy, and the rest are coming from all directions.

There was a constant flow of people at the entrance of the academy.

Liang Yan has been cultivating for hundreds of years, and this is the first time he has seen such a shocking scene: tens of thousands of monks with different levels of cultivation actually rushed to the same place at the same time to attend classes!

He composed himself, then climbed to the southern peak and walked into Jixia Academy through the White Jade Rainbow Bridge.

The interior of this academy is more like a maze! Various pavilions, pavilions, winding paths and corridors are criss-crossed, making it complicated and difficult to navigate.

Fortunately, Liang Yan had the map given by the old Confucian, and according to the map's guidance, he quickly found the school he belonged to.

He didn't hesitate and pushed the door open.

In an instant, the scenery of heaven and earth changed!

The place where he is is no longer the attic of the academy, but a valley with beautiful scenery.

Here there are green shadows, lush flowers, and a vibrant scene.

Liang Yan was not surprised by this. After all, it was the Immortal Academy. How could it be like sitting in an ordinary school classroom like an ordinary private school?

This place with beautiful mountains and clear waters is their school.

Liang Yan took long strides and walked along the valley road for a short time when he saw a gurgling stream. There were more than twenty futons beside the stream, and a monk sat on each futon.

Seeing this scene, Liang Yan couldn't help but be slightly stunned.

He thought he had arrived early, but he didn't expect these people to arrive earlier than him!

Looking at the crowd, Liang Yan became even more confused.

Although these people are all monks in the Tribulation Realm, their cultivation levels are uneven. Some have already overcome the sixth difficulty, while others have only overcome the first.

Liang Yan also noticed that these people were obviously divided into different factions, and they were seated in twos and threes. If they were not from the same faction, they would be far apart and would not look good on each other.

Just when he was wondering, everyone by the stream also noticed his arrival.

"Is this visitor Lu Xuanji Lu Daoist Brother?" A man with purple hair and blue eyes suddenly stood up and asked him.

Liang Yan was surprised in his heart, but on the surface he remained calm. He nodded and smiled and said, "Yes, it's just Lu. Do you recognize me, fellow Taoist?"

"Haha, Brother Lu's name is as loud as thunder, how could I not know about him?"

The purple-haired man smiled warmly, as if he and Liang Yan were old friends for many years: "Let me introduce myself, I am Zhu Heng, the eldest son of Zhu in Xiaoxiang Valley. I heard that Brother Lu's swordsmanship is superb, and I really admire him! Fellow Taoist, come to my place.

Sit down, morning class will start soon."

"Zhu Heng?"

Liang Yan thought about it carefully. He had never been in contact with this person. How could he know his name and be so enthusiastic?

Could it be that Liu Ru had spread her situation?

This doubt just popped up, and before he could think about it, someone next to him laughed and said: "Zhu is such a flatterer, how can people fall for you?"

Liang Yan followed the sound and saw a middle-aged man wearing a Confucian robe.

This person has a pair of silkworm eyebrows, a face as heavy as a jujube, a square face and a broad nose, making him look rather rugged.

When he saw Liang Yan looking over, there was a trace of pride on his face, and he said with a smile: "Brother Lu, you should know, right? I am Yu Pingwei, the deputy sect leader of the Lingxi Sect. The power of our Lingxi Sect is far above the Xiaoxiang Valley. Brother Lu is still

If you sit here with us, we will become classmates and friends from now on!"

In comparison, Yu Pingwei is much more direct than Zhu Heng.

He made it clear that he wanted to win over Liang Yan, and told him directly that joining his circle of Yu Pingwei would bring far more benefits than Zhu Heng!

But it wasn't over yet. As soon as Yu Pingwei finished speaking, another female cultivator from the southeast smiled sweetly and said: "Brother Lu, this Yu Pingwei is a rough man and unbearably vulgar. I think Brother Lu is personable and elegant, why not

Come to my Murong family, I am Murong Yan, the daughter of Murong’s eldest daughter. I would like to cultivate the friendship of classmates with fellow Taoists."

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