"Brother Xiao, please." There were only Xiao Hao and Mo Xinfang in the snow pavilion. Mo Xinfang poured tea himself.

Xiao Hao looked at Mo Xinfang, who looked like he was seventeen or eighteen, but he should have good martial arts. In the early stage of luck practice, he was powerless. Many people would choose to practice martial arts. In addition to strengthening their bodies, they could also make their thinking quicker and increase their self-protection ability.

"Thank you." Xiao Hao held the teacup in both hands and looked at Mo Xinfang, as if asking: What do you want to say?

"Haha, Brother Xiao is still a little wary of me. But it's no wonder. I didn't cover it up anymore. I also knew about Brother Xiao's previous events. Our Mo family is quite familiar with the things around us. We wrote poems "Give to Brothers in the World", and even expanded the small Haizhou to half of Qingzhou in three months.

The rest of the talents are countless, so they enter the eyes of the Han Zong Fajia. Right?"

"Hmm?" Xiao Hao looked at the other party and looked at the other party's eyes. He thought for a while and didn't know what the other party was going to say! However, if the other party did this, he would inevitably have some plans.

"Brother Xiao should not have been accepted as a disciple by the Legal family, but regarded as the young master!" Mo Xin's Fang Yu was not shocking.

Looking at Xiao Hao's wide eyes, Mo Xinfang suddenly started to taste tea himself, and then slowly let out a sigh of relief, "Actually, Brother Xiao, don't be surprised. The Han Zongfa family has been doing such things for many years, and it is basically no secret. In other words, it is already the default of everyone, and there is no secret to click on it. In other words, the Han Zongfa family itself thinks it is secret. However, maybe they already know it."

"Yeah!" Xiao Hao was scared into a cold sweat in an instant. This...

"Brother Xiao, you said, as a genre that has been passed down for a long time, does the Han Zongfa lack a master of purple qi?"

"No lack of!" Xiao Hao answered almost without any hesitation. Even if the Han Zongfa family declined, there would be no lack of a purple qi master, and there would be no lack of a purple qi master with a foreign surname!

"Yes, since there is no shortage, why do you still have to look for disciples everywhere? Why do other families find blood or affiliated families? And only the Han Zongfa family is looking for disciples in the entire Dongsheng Shenzhou?

Brother Xiao doesn’t think this matter makes sense?”

Mo Xinfang turned the teacup in his hand and looked directly at Xiao Hao; but his eyes were full of honesty.

Xiao Hao's face changed several times. Suddenly, the previous incident flashed through his face like a flash of surprise. He thought of Tu Yong's words, and the Lan Hai looked at his happy gaze after he grabbed Yang Qianjun, the general of Yanzikou border not long ago. Xiao Hao gradually frowned.

Young Master! Yes, both Mo Xinfang and Tu Yong regard themselves as the "Young Master"!

"Haha, do Brother Xiao know about the Holy Academy of the Central Plains?" Mo Xinfang did not explain, but continued to ask.

"Of course, this time I'm going to the Central Plains Holy Academy!" Xiao Hao had already put down his teacup at this time and looked directly at Mo Xinfang.

"So Brother Xiao knows everything about the Holy Academy? Or knows how big the Holy Academy is? What is the real function of the Holy Academy? Why should we establish the Central Plains Holy Academy?"

"I only know that the Central Plains region is a free land in a radius of 100,000 miles!" Xiao Hao thought for a long time before thinking about it.

"Haha, it seems that your teacher didn't tell you the secrets. But don't worry, they are not harming you, but are afraid of scaring you away.

In fact, the Central Plains is the Holy Academy, and the Holy Academy is the Central Plains! In other words, this free land of 100,000 miles is the Holy Academy!

The Holy Academy itself is not a so-called academy, but a place of freedom. The so-called place of freedom refers to a place of free thought. Here, everyone uses their own theories to govern the world. Of course, various schools and other schools also place their core here.

The Holy Academy is a place where thoughts sprout and a place of free competition. Here, only excellent talents can make their mark and become the pillars of the human race!

The Holy Academy, or the Central Plains, brings together the fortune of the entire Dongsheng Shenzhou. Here you can easily absorb enough fortune and then impact the higher classes. But in the same way, it must be full of competition, and there are countless geniuses who fall every year.

In places like Qingyun Square, flying boats take off every month to transport human geniuses from the entire Dongsheng Shenzhou to the Holy Academy! Such behavior has lasted for tens of thousands of years! Never interrupted!

And over the years, there are very few Grand Secretary Danxin who truly become the pillars of the pillars, who are in the heart of the sun and the moon!"

"Well." Although Xiao Hao was still a little confused, he probably had a concept in his mind, that is, the Central Plains, which are a radius of 100,000 miles, that is, the Holy Academy, which is a huge arena, but it is also the center of the human race! Every year, geniuses from all over the country gather here, and then a large number of geniuses fell down. Only a small number of geniuses stood out and became the pillars of the human race!

Mo Xinfang turned his gaze from Xiao Hao for the first time and looked into the distance, "The fallen genius is not a genius, only the one who grows up in the end is a real genius.

The birth of every genius is a collection of luck! And bringing these geniuses together and competing with each other; the final result is that a winner will plunder the luck of the other geniuses and become a real genius, the pillar of the human race.

Once a month, through these geniuses, the fortune of the surrounding areas of Dongsheng Shenzhou will be moved little by little to the Central Plains! Therefore, the fortune of the Central Plains is in full swing.

The Central Plains Holy Academy is a blood-stained territory! A land of freedom is also a place of struggle and struggle!"

"Well..." Xiao Hao nodded, showing no surprise! Not to mention Xiao Hao's growing environment since childhood, Xiao Hao also went to fight himself later; not to mention that Xiao Hao also collected and sorted out a lot of materials.

At the first moment, Xiao Hao roughly understood what the real Central Plains Holy Academy is!

This is an alternative arena, and genius is the gladiator among them! This is an extremely cruel competitive mechanism! But in such a competitive state, it can be given to the real genius!

However, Xiao Hao understood that there must be some rules here, otherwise it would not be about cultivating geniuses, but about killing.

But thinking about it still makes people feel terrible! Treat the genius of ordinary people as nutrients and provide luck to the higher level! This is the era of luck!

But at this time, Xiao Hao was not panicked about his future - because Xiao Hao understood very well that since he had already come here, would he go back? And since he came to this world, he had to work hard! Isn’t the reason why he followed Tu Yong and Lan Hai at that time just to go to the Holy Academy to win a place!

Although she thought so, Xiao Hao did not speak, but continued to look at Mo Xinfang, knowing that the other party's words were not over!
Chapter completed!