From the No. 1 Scholar in the College Entrance Examination to the Overlord of Science and Technology

"I've always said what I say, what's the matter, don't you say I don't believe it."

There are many disciples in a hurry around.

Jiang Cheng watched their expressions carefully.

It seems to be worried about it.

"Why do they look like this? It seems that there is something in their minds, and it seems that there is some insoluble knot in their hearts."

The old man with white beard turned around and glanced at them.

"In our martial arts, there has always been a rule. Every time we recruit new disciples, all addresses will be mixed and contested, and there will be a brand new ranking at the end."

Jiang Cheng's eyes flashed suddenly.

"What you mean by 427 is that it's not that later people will always be there. After ten new disciples are selected, it doesn't matter who is the senior brother and who is the junior junior! Does it mean that?"

The old man with white beard nodded.

"The magic of the mystery is in this place. It is not sorted by age, but sorted by a person's strength. You are the strongest, and you are the big brother."

Jiang Cheng was suddenly excited.

"That said, it's a coincidence that I came into your sect, but the accidental collision really provoked my interest."

Jiang Cheng felt extremely happy when he heard such words.

"Then later, I must participate in the challenge with them, and please don't tell me the identity of the purple heart stone, so as to avoid those other people thinking too much."

Jiang Cheng is not a person who likes to go through the back door, he wants to speak with his strength.

"I heard that in this city, you can't use spells casually. If you want to teach you better, what should you do."

The old man with white beard nodded.

"There is indeed such a rule, but when the disciples are selected and the real competition begins, this rule will automatically become invalid."

Jiang Cheng suddenly realized that it was like this.

"If it is a person's unique spell, can it be used unscrupulously?"

"Let's go with the flow. I have already told you that in our school, we speak with our strength. As long as we don't do things like sneaking, we can use any kind of magic."

Jiang Cheng secretly delighted in his heart.

The spells of the wordless heavenly book can also be used.

The old man with a white beard in front of him, although he was said to be a trustworthy person, could not let him know the secrets of the wordless heavenly book so early.

"I don't know why I have talked so much with you, and I feel like I have met you before. It seems that I have seen it before."

Jiang Cheng is finally calm and can play jokes with him.

"This is the so-called fate that I told you just now. The fate between people in this world is like the vegetation in this wilderness."

When Jiang Cheng heard that the old white-bearded man wanted to preach again, loneliness hurriedly changed the topic.

"I saw that the backyard structure is really complicated. Is this the place where the closed disciples live."

The pavilions behind are intricate, row upon row.

"Unexpectedly, among your sects, there will be such exquisite pavilions."

"Oh, what you said is wrong. From then on, this is our school, and you can be regarded as a family."

The old man with white beard is just a towering courtyard in front of him.

"You are about to live there.".

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