There is a grass in front of Xianjun's gate

The man was about the same height as him. He was dressed in neat black clothes, with a handsome face and an indifferent expression. His whole body seemed to be covered with a layer of frost. Looking at him, he seemed to have passed from summer to winter quickly.

Ye Qinghe was quite surprised, today is the first day of the practice class, and someone else was invited out of the school like him?

Anyway, it was boring to stand at the door, so Ye Qinghe simply leaned over and asked with a smile: "This brother, what's your surname?"

The man looked up at him, with a cold expression, and said three words abruptly: "Bu Sangyu."

"Good name." Ye Qinghe smiled, and didn't care about the other party's cold attitude. He took the initiative to go up, stopped Bu Sangyu's shoulder, and asked with a smile, "Why did you come out?"

Bu Sangyu didn't seem to be used to being approached like this by others, but he didn't resist, but continued to say bluntly: "I blew up the podium."

"What?" Rao Ye Qinghe was also stunned, blowing up the podium?He paused for a moment, then patted Bu Sangyu's shoulder in admiration, and said, "Brother, you are indeed a fairy!"

Bu Sangyu frowned, as if he felt that there was something wrong with the words, but he couldn't figure it out, so he was silent for a moment without responding.

Ye Qinghe also found that this person was a stuffy person, but he had nothing to do outside this door, so he had to chat with Bu Sangyu. As expected.

From his answer, Ye Qinghe knew that before these people were promoted to the cultivation class in the fairy world, they were already well-known cultivation wizards in the world or the demon world, and they were selected after many auditions.

"I see. No wonder you all seemed to know each other before, and you have been together for a while." Ye Qinghe nodded, and finally figured it out.

But these words gave way to Bu Sangyu, who turned his head to look at Ye Qinghe, and asked blankly, "Didn't you come out of the audition?"

"Uh, this..." Ye Qinghe paused, of course he didn't come through the audition, so what is he, going through the back door?

Before Ye Qinghe could figure out how to answer, Bu Sangyu said, "I don't have an audition either."

"Huh?" Ye Qinghe was surprised.

Bu Sangyu said: "Not everyone in the training class is selected through auditions. There are several fixed places in the demon world, and there are also several fixed places in the human world."

Fixed quota?what is that?Ye Qinghe was surprised and waited for Bu Sangyu to explain, but after Bu Sangyu finished speaking, he suddenly closed his eyes and leaned against the wall next to him, obviously not wanting to answer Ye Qinghe's question.

Ye Qinghe could only shrug his shoulders and stop asking for now.

Just at this time, the gate of the main hall also opened, and Hanshu came out from inside, tilted his head to see the two people basking in the sun, standing by the wall and seemed to be getting along well, with a helpless expression on his face, he said: " Seats are being arranged, you two come in."

The two were able to enter the hall again.

After entering the main hall, I found that the students were all standing in two rows against the wall. Ye Qing and Sang Yu couldn't get in, so they had to find a random place at the end of the line.

After standing up, Ye Qinghe heard a cold snort from the side, he tilted his head to look, and found a familiar face, it was the person who said before that he was "a good dog does not get in the way".

The boy was still full of arrogance, seeing him looking over, he hurriedly turned his face to another direction with disdain, as if his gaze would be polluted if he stayed on Ye Qinghe for a second longer.

At this moment, Hanshu, who arranged the seats on the podium, paused for a moment, and said, "The eldest son of Tianfu Guozhong, Zhongya, you sit in the second row and five seats."

Ye Qing and the arrogant young man beside him hurriedly took a step forward, and replied, "Yes, teacher."

It turned out that his name was Zhongya. Ye Qinghe glanced curiously, but saw that Hanshu had arranged Zhongya and Miao Xiaomeng together. When he looked over there, Miao Xiaomeng just turned his head and looked straight at him. Ye Qing and bumped together.

Ye Qinghe immediately remembered the book "Only Envy Mandarin Ducks, Not Immortals", as if he had been burned, he hurriedly looked away, looked at the sky and the earth, and pretended nothing happened.

At this time, Hanshu said again: "Ye Qinghe, three rows and six seats, you and Su Yi are together."

Ye Qinghe was taken aback, took a step forward, and said, "Yes."

With that said, he walked to his seat and sat down.

Su Yi is the girl who was with Miao Xiaomeng before, wearing a long white dress, with a gentle smile on her lips, she looks elegant and demure.

Ye Qing and the girls who like this style the most, are quiet and not noisy.

After taking their seats, Ye Qinghe nodded to his future tablemate, and Su Yi smiled back, looking very shy.

Not long after, Bu Sangyu was also arranged in four rows of six seats, which happened to be Ye Qinghe's back table.

After arranging all the students, on the podium, Hanshu said slowly: "Starting today, you will officially become the students of the practice class. I will be your tutor and be responsible for all matters in Hengcai Palace. The practice class will last for two years. You can choose different courses according to your own preferences, but morning and evening classes are compulsory courses, this is where you take morning and evening classes every day, and you will sit in this position in the future, understand?"

"Understood!" The audience echoed in unison.

Ye Qinghe sat in his seat, looked at the familiar face of Hanshu on the podium, but thought very much, he grew up with Hanshu, and knew that Hanshu was a lazy and quiet person, and he was slow to do anything. Tun Tun doesn't care about many details. It's hard to imagine that he can become a mentor for a group of new cultivators who have just entered the heavens. He is not only responsible for teaching them knowledge about the heavens, but also regulating their words and deeds.

Ye Qinghe was very distracted, and when he came back to his senses, Hanshu had already sent out the course application form, turned around and left the classroom.

As soon as Hanshu left, Zhong Ya, who was sitting obliquely in front of Ye Qinghe, couldn't wait to stand up, turned around and looked at Ye Qinghe mockingly, and said loudly: "Where did you come from, a country bumpkin? You can actually look at Immortal Hanshu and see him dumbfounded?" Wait, you have never seen what the gods in the sky look like, have you?"

Ye Qinghe was slightly taken aback after hearing this, and then burst out laughing.

He laughed inexplicably, Zhong Ya was stunned for a moment, and felt a little guilty in his heart: "You, what are you laughing at?"

Ye Qinghe smiled and hooked his fingers, signaling Zhong Ya to come over.

Sure enough, Zhong Ya leaned over, but saw Ye Qinghe leaning into his ear, and said in a low voice: "Hanshu Immortal Lord is astonished as a heavenly man. I really haven't seen it before, why don't you let me take a second look?"

The more he spoke, the louder his voice became, and he couldn't hold back the smile in his words, but Zhong Ya slowly blushed, pushed Ye Qinghe away, and said angrily, "What do you mean?"

"You don't understand?" Ye Qinghe showed some sympathy in the corner of his eyes, exaggerated and deliberately said: "I didn't expect you to not understand, sorry, sorry."