After becoming a student of the Master, Ning Que was not so swelling this time. Ning Que first saw Jun Mo, and Jun Mo, who was holding a stick on his head, encouraged him a few words and let him leave.

Seeing that the matter was settled, Li Zhongyi took everyone away. Before leaving, he instructed Changle to wait for his will to be condensed and he wanted to write a piece of calligraphy for him.

Seeing how he was looking forward to it, Changle nodded and agreed.

When Li Yu passed by Changle, he saluted him slightly as if nothing had happened and turned around and left.

The next day, Ning Que entered the second floor of the academy with anticipation.

When he returned to Lao Bizhai last night, Yan Se had been waiting for him for a long time. He thought it was difficult to accept Ning Que as his disciple, but he did not expect that Ning Que would take the initiative to recognize him as his teacher.

The Master is the gentleman and Yan Se is the teacher. He would rather be able to do things and take advantage of any advantage.

The one who entered the second floor to receive him was Chen Pipi. Chen Pipi took him to meet the brothers.

"Vice Dean, where are you?" Ning Que came in and asked curiously.

"Vice Dean, you are teaching the second senior brother the sword technique." Chen Pipi said, rubbing his blue eyes.

Ning Que then realized that his eyes were black.

"Did you put on a smoky makeup to welcome me?" Ning Que asked with a funny look.

"I was beaten by Situ!" Chen Pipi said proudly.

"What are you so proud of when you are beaten by a woman!" Ning Que asked with a frown.

"During this period, I have been fighting with a few guys from Wuke, so it's inevitable that I'm injured, it doesn't matter." Chen Pipi said attentively.

"Why do you work so hard? It's still the seniors on the second floor of the academy have always worked so hard." Ning Que asked curiously.

"No, everyone was not like this before. The fourth senior brother studied his ghost painting talisman every day, the fifth senior brother talked nonsense every day, the sixth senior brother only knew how to make irons, the seventh senior sister either embroidery or study formations. The remaining four senior brothers, two blowjobs and beats, and the other two played against each other every day."

Chen Pipi recalled and said.

"Then how did they become like this?" Ning Que asked curiously, "Looking at them they are very passionate about practicing."

"Because some time ago, the vice president almost destroyed the second floor with a sword. At that time, we couldn't do anything except stare like a dumb geese." Chen Pipi still felt scared when she said it now.

"Vice Dean is too fierce, right?" Ning Que exclaimed.

"In the past, the second senior brother admired the most was the junior uncle, and now the second senior brother admired the most were the junior uncle and the vice president." Chen Pipi added, "The only person I admire most was the vice president."

The two were chatting, and a square sword energy broke out from the sky.

"This is the sword energy of the second senior brother, and the vice president is teaching him now."

"Let's go and have a look." Ning Que pulled Chen Pipi and rushed over.

When they arrived, Jun Mo sat cross-legged with his legs in a stern look, listening respectfully to Changle's guidance.

"Your sword energy has already had its own will. It seems that Ke Haoran has a great influence on you, but your personality is also very consistent with Haoran's sword. But if you die like me, you will die, and if you learn from me, you will still have to go out of your own way." Changle sat casually under a peach tree.

"Vice Dean!" Chen Pipi hit Ning Que, and the two hurriedly saluted respectfully to Changle, and then they turned around and saluted Jun Mo. "Second Brother."

"Well, twelfth junior brother, younger brother." He returned the favor to the two, still looking at them in a stern manner.

If these two guys were outside, they would be casual to say hello to Changle. Because they knew that Changle didn't care much about this, but when they saw Jun Mo, they didn't dare to be a little casual.

Although Changle found it funny, he did not stop him. Jun Mo's personality is like this, and he has been abide by the gentleman's rituals throughout his life. The prototype of his sword intent has been formed, which has a lot to do with his personality.

"You brothers and sisters have a good chat. I'm going to class." Changle stood up and said to them.

Jun Mo quickly stood up and said with the two of them, "Greatly send him to the vice president." Ning Que sighed in his heart that such a polite life would not require a long time to persist in this kind of courtesy.

When they arrived at the Martial Arts Academy, the four of them had already started practicing, one with one doll, and they were having a lot of fun fighting.

In yesterday's assessment, all four of them gained a lot.

"Actually, the road behind the academy has helped you a lot in refining your mind. You can go for more walks if you have time." Changle said to them.

He also passed on the method of refining Qi to everyone, and now he can just watch their daily progress.

Before he knew it, Ning Que had been practicing on the second floor of the academy for half a year. In the past six months, Ning Que had entered the realm of knowing fate. However, during this period, he had been studying his fighting method of combining bows and arrows with divine talismans.

"Can Pei Yong be successful today?" Chen Pipi asked excitedly.

"Pei Yong breaks through, what are you excited about?" Changle asked curiously.

During this period, Ning Que's practice really stimulated Chen Pipi. The second-level brothers are all geniuses, but Ning Que is a monster. His seventeen acupoints were poked open by Changle, so he practiced a lot.

This hit Chen Pipi very much, but the Master's students had nothing to say. Ning lacked talent and no one felt jealous. They were only happy for him.

But there are still blows, such as the previous Chen Pipi.

"After Pei Yong's Qi training is complete, can he fight Ning Que?" Chen Pipi asked with a smile.

"It's not bad." Changle thought for a while and nodded.

Ning Que started killing people since he was a child, first being a hunter, and then a woodcutter. So his combat talent is indeed good, but compared to Pei Yong, the two of them are half a dozen.

"That's good."

Chen Pipi and Ning Que made a bet, and the losers asked everyone to go to Hongxiuzhao to watch the singing and dancing, so he wanted Pei Yong to fight on his own.

Now Chen Pipi is really not Ning Que's opponent, although he doesn't admit it. Just as Chen Pipi pulled Pei Yong who had just broken through to find Ning Que, a man with a sword walked into Chang'an City.

His sword energy was unwilling to restrain him. He looked at the old man who was rushing to the road and asked, "I wonder, how can I get to the academy?"

The old man looked at the man and asked, "You are not a native of the Tang Dynasty."

"I am from the Southern Jin Dynasty." His official words in the Tang Dynasty were well said.

The old man pointed out the location of the academy to him, and then spoke, "It is best to calm down when you come to Chang'an, this place is no better than other places."

The man did not answer and followed the old man's way.

He was coming to the academy to cause trouble, so why should he restrain his sword energy and murderous intent?
Chapter completed!