The Good Fortune Training System of Shrouding the Sky

Murong Chuan was walking in the forest. He went to the alchemy and tool refining area two days ago, and today he is planning to go to Yushou.

During his time at Moshuang Temple, he was used to walking in the forest with his feet.Anyway, he is not in a hurry, and his feet are on the ground, which can make him think more clearly.

It's just that he didn't expect to be blocked by people in the forest with few people.Murong Chuan looked up and saw two men and a woman blocking the winding forest path.

The leading man had a handsome face, dressed in extremely expensive clothes, and stood in the middle of the road with a frosty face.

On the left side behind the handsome man is a tall and thick man.Although the face is still immature, the beard is very thick.

On the right side behind the delicate man is a delicate and exquisite woman, she is exquisite in colorful clothes, but the coldness on her face destroys her beauty.

The three of them blocked the way without saying a word, but the words 'the visitor is not kind' were written all over their faces.

"Oh, I'm sorry, does Shuijing Academy also charge protection fees?"

Seeing the posture of the three of them, the first thing Murong Chuan thought of was that when he was a child in school, he was asked for money by bad students.After arriving at Qinglian Cave, Jiang Qiancheng blackmailed the pill again.

"It's very imposing. I just use them to try it out. Are the management and rules of Shuijing Academy strict or not?"

Murong Chuan was thinking in his heart, the three people in front of him did not speak, and he was not in the mood to ask. Instead, he took out a precious chair from the storage bag, sat comfortably in front of the three people, and pretended to flip through "The Fairy" Draft".

Murong Chuan still doesn't know whose masterpiece is the "Immortal Grass Record" with unparalleled writing skills and even more unparalleled artistry.He thought he would never use this book again, but he didn't expect to use it again now.

The old god Murong Chuan flipped through the book freely, treating the three people in front of him as air.Anyway, Shuijing Academy has strict rules and regulations, and Murong Chuan also wanted to use this to try it out.

If it was extremely strict, then Murong Chuan would be happy.Sometimes it is easier to cheat and find exploits when there are strict rules than when there are no rules.

The three of them originally came to find fault, but no one expected that this newcomer would not follow the routine at all.Not only did he ignore them, but the old god read the book freely.

Especially on the cover, the three characters of "Xiancaolu" with strong strokes made them have an extraordinary impression of this thing.This further leads to the illusion that Murong Chuan has an extraordinary background.

This is the advantage of pretending, just like getting out of a million-dollar car, people will naturally take a high look.

Even if that person is just a dick and bought a second-hand car for 10,000+, outsiders would not think so.

This is the truth that people rely on clothes and horses, and the money they rely on to pretend to be tough on the earth can be broad in the Big Dipper Star Field.

Because there are many kinds of magic weapons, but calligraphy is often a status symbol.Because all seniors who are open-minded and have a profound state of mind will have good handwriting.

The three of them looked at each other, completely overwhelmed by Murong Chuan's non-compliance, and for a moment they didn't know what to do.A silent environment has already formed, whoever speaks first will lose, and the momentum will be weakened by three points.

For a while, in this quiet grove, such a strange picture was formed.

Murong Chuan was leaning on the Taishi chair, with his legs up and his legs crossed. Two men and a woman stood facing each other, their faces were gloomy but they didn't explain why they came.In fact, at the moment of silence, they lost.

Because the rhythm was firmly grasped by Murong Chuan, they lost whether they spoke or not.

It wasn't until Murong Chuan turned the book to the tenth page that he really couldn't stand the weird style of painting, so he lazily packed up the fairy grass records, leaned back in the chair comfortably, propped his cheeks and raised his eyes to observe the three of them.

The atmosphere was immediately tense, and the three of them were like children who made a mistake. The moment Murong Chuan raised his head, their breathing became short of breath, as if they couldn't even open their mouths.

"Everyone, it's fine if you block my way, but what's the point of standing quietly and watching me read?"

Murong Chuan had a weird smile on his face. He never thought that these three would cooperate with him so much, and they almost screwed them over in the end.

When Murong Chuan spoke, the silence was broken, and the three of them heaved a sigh of relief, and immediately recalled it.Their faces were very ugly, and they obviously realized that they were being played.

It's just that the tricks are extremely clever, even if they realize they've been tricked, it's hard to get back on the stage.

"Bastard, stop playing tricks!"

The leading man stared at Murong Chuan with anger on his face, and said, "Who gave you the qualification, what qualifications do you have to enter Yuque Palace!

Don't you know that Yuque Palace is a forbidden area of ​​Shuijing Academy, and no one is eligible to live in it.As a mortal body and a man's body, he dared to live in it openly.

You are blasphemy, blasphemy to Senior Sister Yufei! "

The more the handsome man spoke, the more angry he became, and the two behind him were also filled with righteous indignation, as if Murong Chuan was a rough man who blasphemed the goddess, and he would be enough to apologise if he was tortured to death by everyone.

Murong Chuan was at a loss at first, but then he figured out what had happened.

"That little girl named Yu Fei is either talented, has made great achievements in the world, or sacrificed for the sect, in short, she is deeply loved by the students of Shuijing Academy.

The question is, what is her situation?If the first two are okay, if that chick sacrificed for the school, then my sin will be serious. "

Murong Chuan's thoughts changed, then he stood up, cupped his hands to the three of them and said, "I'm really sorry, I just came to the academy a few days ago, and no one told me many rules.

Originally, I just wanted to find a quiet place, but I didn't expect to violate the taboo in the academy. I don't know how to remedy it. "

No matter in terms of etiquette or his own bearing, Murong Chuan's actions can be described as impeccable.Since he made a mistake first, he would naturally lower his posture, otherwise how would he solve the problem.

"Now that you know, then move out of it, bathe and burn incense and fast for three days, then kneel down in Yuque Palace for three days to express your repentance."

The handsome man's face was gloomy and cold, as if he was only secondly angry with Murong Chuan for staying in Yuque Palace, and he was even more angry with Murong Chuan's old god Zizai.

"Damn it, she's so domineering. It looks like that chick really sacrificed herself. Why don't you move out, the dead are the big ones, and it's too weird and unlucky to compete with a dead person for a room."

Murong Chuan complained from the bottom of his heart, already made a decision in his heart.It's just that he can't just do what others say, and he will be too humiliated.

"The school's gate rules have already stated that any place where an identity token can be imprinted is a land without an owner, and one can move in with an identity token.

Xiongtai is so majestic, even more domineering than the door rules, dare to argue with me in the Law Enforcement Hall. "

Murong Chuan snorted angrily, and the three of them immediately became angry, but before they could open their mouths, Murong Chuan said again: "If Senior Sister Yu Fei sacrificed herself for the school, then it is my duty to move out of Yuque Palace.

After all, the dead are the greatest, and the heroic spirits are the most important. It is also the bounden duty of the younger generations to keep their thoughts and beliefs.if……"