Global Bloodline Awakening: I evolved into a Chaos Demon Ape

The closer Fang Zheng got to the city wall, the more towering and majestic it felt. At the same time, he also wondered, "Why is the school built like this? Is it to allow students to better integrate into the environment of the Ten Thousand Monster Realm."

A few meters away from the city wall, a sentry stopped Fang Zheng.

"Classmate, where is your student ID card?" Two uniformed doormen, about 30 years old, stretched out their hands to block Fang Zheng.

"Hello, brothers, I'm not a student here. I'm here to find someone." Fang Zheng looked at the guard in front of him, acting like a normal high school student, and smiled shyly.

"Young man, I'm sorry, it's not that students here are not allowed to enter. Visitors and tourists are not allowed here..." The guard on the left spoke righteously.

"I came here to find Director Qiu Feihong of the Teaching and Research Office to apply for school." Fang Zheng explained the purpose of his visit, speaking as fast as a marble, for fear that the guard would drive him away if he disagreed with him.

The guard looked at the appearance of Fang Zheng's students. Although it was strange that Fang Zheng did not have a notice, the enrollment of some bloodline awakeners was not fixed before, and they might be recruited by teachers of the college temporarily.

The guard on the right glanced at Fang Zheng, picked up the walkie-talkie in his hand, and reported.

After a while, the guard looked a little ugly. He walked up to Fang Zheng and said seriously, "Director Qiu said that none of the students he recruited will come to register today..."

Upon hearing this, Fang Zheng muttered something about his unreliable father again, and quickly took the doorman's hand and said sincerely, "Brother, tell Director Qiu that Fang Qing asked me to come..."

"Young man, I can tell you that this is not a place for you to mess around. If you fool me again, you will be in big trouble..."

The guard looked at Fang Zheng's sincere expression. Although his expression was a little unhappy, he still reported again.

"Director Qiu asked him to come in and said he would be waiting for him at Yunfeng Tower..." This time clear words came from the intercom, and Fang Zheng breathed a sigh of relief. It would be too unfair to be kicked out at the door. .

Under the guidance of the guard, Fang Zheng finally stepped into the gate of the college. There were numerous attic-like buildings built along the mountains behind the city wall. The quaint atmosphere came to him, making Fang Zheng feel like he had traveled back to ancient times. Feel.

A square about a hundred feet long and wide, the ground is neat and hard without any gaps, as if there is a whole piece of cut stone underneath. It is still the weekend, and a large number of students are playing and playing in the square, and the atmosphere of youth is everywhere.

Fang Zheng also noticed that some students were still boxing in the square. Their moves were fierce and powerful, and they seemed to have been practicing for a year or two.

There are several buildings evenly distributed on both sides of the square, including the cafeteria, library, teaching buildings and student dormitories. They are all pavilions and pavilions with red walls and green tiles. There is no trace of modern steel and concrete, making people feel like they are in an ancient academy. Feel.

In a spacious room in Yunfeng Tower, Fang Zheng looked at a young man in his 23s or so, with sharp eyebrows and starry eyes, and a dignified appearance.

"Are you Director Qiu?" Fang Zheng asked with some uncertainty.

Didn't Fang Qing say that Qiu Feihong was his childhood playmate? He should be about the same age as his father. Could it be that he spent money on maintenance? Fang Zheng was a little confused.

"I am Qiu Feihong, do you know Fang Qing?" Qiu Feihong looked at the [-] or [-]-year-old boy in front of him and was a little surprised. After so many years, he didn't expect to hear Fang Qing's name again.

"Fang Qing is my dad, and he asked me to go to school here." Fang Zheng looked nervous at Qiu Feihong, who was sitting in front of him, and said to himself, "I don't know what kind of relationship this person has with my dad. If the relationship fades away, then he will live on the streets." ”

"What, tell me again, who are you, Fang Qing?" Qiu Feihong, who was still sitting seriously, immediately stood up, approached Fang Zheng, and looked at Fang Zheng from top to bottom.

"Tsk tsk, don't mention it, you really look like Brother Qing when he was young, but you are still a little less charming than me..." Before Fang Zheng could answer, Qiu Feihong seemed to be recalling some past events.

"Ahem..." Seeing such a huge contrast between Qiu Feihong before and after, Fang Zheng swallowed the words he had not yet spoken and coughed, thinking: How come Director Qiu is as unreliable as his father?

"Boy, what's that look in your eyes? Are you doubting my vision or questioning my charm?" Qiu Feihong looked at the uncertain look in Fang Zheng's eyes, and the corners of his mouth curled up unconsciously.

"No, Uncle Qiu, I didn't expect you to be so young and as suave as my father described..." Fang Zheng quickly climbed up the pole to get closer to Qiu Feihong.

After hearing Fang Zheng's words, although he knew that Fang Zheng was a bit flattering, his face still showed joy unconsciously. It was obvious that Fang Zheng's words were very useful.

"Your father asked you to come to me. Is there any evidence? Why didn't he contact me directly?" Although Qiu Feihong accepted Fang Zheng's flattery, he was still cautious and asked Fang Zheng to provide evidence.

"My dad said that Uncle Qiu has a butterfly on his butt..." Fang Zheng didn't think much and blurted out what his father told him.

Before Fang Zheng could finish speaking, Qiu Feihong, like a bolt of lightning, appeared in front of Fang Zheng like a ghost from three or four meters away, covered Fang Zheng's mouth and nose, and strangled what Fang Zheng wanted to say in his throat.

Fang Zheng's pupils shrank slightly. His father's friend turned out to be a demon cultivator, but when he thought about it, it was normal. The students here in the Taoist Academy are all bloodline awakeners, so of course the teacher will not be an ordinary teacher.

Qiu Feihong also took a special look around, and after confirming that no one was around, he quickly hugged Fang Zheng's shoulders.

"Nephew Fang Xian, you are indeed Brother Qing's child. I am so happy, haha. Don't let the second person know about my affairs..."

Qiu Feihong had a smile on his face, but his last words were spoken in a suppressed voice close to Fang Zheng's ear, with a hint of threat in his tone.

"Uncle Qiu, what's the matter with you? I don't even know." Fang Zheng was very sensible and pretended to be dumbfounded.

Qiu Feihong looked at Fang Zheng with eyes that became even more eager. At the same time, he secretly muttered, "Brother Qing is the same. He even shook off my dark history for a secret code."

After a lively exchange of greetings, Fang Zheng explained his intention. Qiu Feihong waved his hand, patted his chest and said it was no problem.

Originally, the Taoist Academy was opened by the Federation to recruit awakened casual cultivators. Since Fang Zheng had awakened his bloodline and could not return to the Fang family, it was natural for him to come to the Taoist Academy to attend school.

Because it was the weekend and the school's administrative staff were not at work, Fang Zheng's admission procedures could only be processed tomorrow. Therefore, Fang Zheng was dragged by Qiu Feihong to his dormitory to settle down...