The rising sun rises, the cold mist dissipates, and the clouds boil, like lotion floating, and the Lushan Mountain in the early morning has a unique beauty.

Chen Weiming, who had left the meditation, walked out of the room and looked around, feeling a trace of inexplicable peace in his heart.

Wu Zidao arranged a very good residence for him, on the edge of the entire Lushan Academy. Although it is a bit far from the main buildings in the middle and the learning place, it is not very far from the Refining Hall. Moreover, behind the house are mountains, lush vegetation at a glance, and the environment is very good.

After a little washing up, he walked towards the weapon refining hall. Yesterday, one day had already given him a little understanding of the layout of Lushan Academy, at least those more important things would not be mistaken.

On the first day's course... Chen Weiming suddenly felt a little excited. This was an experience I had never seen before, and I don't know what it would feel like.

Each course in Lushan Academy is divided into three levels: high, medium and low.

There is an exam every year, and only those who pass can learn the next level of courses, which is quite strict. Chen Weiming is naturally teaching low-level courses where he wants to go.

Along the way, a large number of young men and girls were walking around the academy, laughing, quarreling, bustling and extremely lively. Not only were there families and children of sects who were rich and frugal, but many people also entered through ordinary introductory exams.

In contrast, these people are more serious. They are from unknown origins, and they are not as good as those young ladies who are born with a lot of wealth to squander. This is the best way for them to make a name for themselves.

Except for the killers of Yanyun Pavilion, the Empire, the Heavenly Dao Alliance and the disciples of the Demon Sect, they can be seen here. They are hostile forces outside, and they have to let go of all their positions when they arrive here and only get along with their colleagues.

The entire academy is like a peaceful city, and Chen Weiming sighed inexplicably. Compared with the former Tianyun and the West Sea continent, this is a fairyland, the Pure Land, the other side of happiness in the legend.

The buildings of Lushan Academy are very distinctive. They are not square houses, but are built into shapes of various things. Just like the alchemy hall is a huge gourd, which is as high as a hundred meters, and there are countless layers. The artifact hall is a three-legged stove, about the same size as the alchemy hall.

When we arrived at the Alchemy Hall, there were already many academy disciples here, both of whom were young, about fourteen or fifteen years old. After a glance, Chen Weiming also saw Ji Hanyan. He was sitting on a stone bench with a depressed look on his face.

Although Lushan Academy stipulates that when you arrive here, your identities outside are useless and you are not allowed to bring your guards in. In the end, it is impossible to stay in the academy for the rest of your life. Everyone has their own family or sect, and more or less need to reach good relations with some powerful forces.

At first glance, it is not difficult to find that the disciples of the entire weapon refining hall are divided into three camps. The disciples of the Demon Sect, the Heavenly Dao Alliance, and the empire with Ji Hanyan as the center.

Ji Hanyan was obviously in a bad mood at this time. She sat there with a dark face. Several boys and girls of similar age were coaxing her, but unfortunately the effect was not good.

The weapon refining hall is divided into three large layers, each with several small layers. The person responsible for the bottom layer has not arrived yet, and the door is closed.

When Chen Weiming walked in, many people looked over. An empire girl whispered to Ji Hanyan: "Miss Six, Master is here."

Some disciples even bowed to Chen Weiming: "I have met Master."

Wearing a black iron mask and having the strength of the Nascent Soul stage, these boys and girls have always thought that they had come to the Master. The rules of Lushan Academy include respecting teachers. No matter what their identities are, they have to salute their masters when they see the Master, otherwise they will be punished.

There are many teachers in Lushan Academy. Not to mention new disciples, even those who have lived here for more than ten years may not know all the teachers. So, students of Lushan Academy occasionally see strong monks in the academy and will also salute them. In short, there is no mistake.

Chen Weiming hurriedly explained to these people: "I am not a Master!"

After glancing glanced at Ji Hanyan, she sat down again when she was about to stand up, obviously unable to recognize herself.

There was nothing wrong while waiting. Chen Weiming closed his eyes and activated the eyes that broke the delusion and truth to be preserved.

The entire Lushan Academy is protected within the mountain guard formation, and each hall has its own restrictions, but it is generally not used. Although the formation here is not as good as the Pangu Temple, it is rare in the world, and is enough to compare with the library of the Evil Valley.

What made Chen Weiming happy was that as one of the famous caves and blessings in the world, Lushan Academy has five spiritual veins underground, and they are not buried deep. It attracts energy from all directions, making the place full of spiritual energy, which is much better than other places.

Such a place is very suitable for cultivation, and for him, it is a kind of life-saving capital. Once he can do his best to activate the five spiritual veins, even a cultivator in the ninth level of the Kongming stage will have a chance of winning.

It was just as I was exploring the direction of the spiritual vein that I suddenly heard a noise, and I took away my magical powers. I opened my eyes and saw a girl being hugged by a group of people. It was Han Yiwen who had an argument with Ji Hanyan in the past.

When he walked into the gate, Han Yiwen shouted directly at Ji Hanyan: "Oh, isn't this the sixth lady of the Ji family? Why do you look like you're depressed? Oh, by the way, it seems that there is an amazing guard who died."

Ji Hanyan rolled her cold eyes and said with anger: "What are you doing here? You are learning swordsmanship, the weapon refining hall has nothing to do with you. Get away, the leader of the untouchable!"

"Miss Six's speech is too dirty? Why does it look like you have eaten?" Han Yiwen was also rude: "I heard people say you seem to have died, so I came to visit you? I'm so kind to treat it as a donkey's liver and lungs!"

"Isn't it just a guard who died? It's not a father who died. Do you think you're like this all day long?"

"Damn the Untouchables! At worst, I'll go home to study!"

Ji Hanyan was no match for the fight, and she was so sad that she was so sad that Chen Weiming's death. She suddenly shouted loudly, and her breath bulged, and she was about to take action.

"No, no, Miss Six!" The person next to him hurriedly grabbed him.

They came here to study not only to improve themselves, but also to study with the princess. Once Ji Hanyan was expelled from Lushan Academy for private fights, they would not be severely punished.

The Demon Sect and other members of the Heavenly Dao Alliance were watching the show. These two people were of extraordinary origin, but because of their background, they were born to be disgusted with each other and would not miss any opportunity to sarcasm.

Seeing that the sword was tense and about to take action, Chen Weiming suddenly shouted from the side.

"The Master is here!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the gate immediately became quiet.
Chapter completed!