This is an antique three-storey attic with cornices and corners, showing its simplicity.

Sou!

Suddenly, I saw a floating building ship ride the wind and stopped in front of the attic.

The old man of the heavenly burial stood on the bow of the boat, with his hands on his back, and at this time, he spoke: "Friends, the door has arrived, you go down, and then line up according to the ranking, and go in one by one to register." ”

"Yes!" the crowd responded.

Sou!

Sou!

Sou!

So, I saw a number of figures jumping down from the boat, and everyone's light body technique was very mysterious, like a feather landing on the ground, without making any noise at all.

Then, the crowd quickly lined up in front of the gate of the Mendi Pavilion.

The cloud flying dragon was in line, and I saw him be the first to walk in.

But it was less than a minute before he came out, with a smile on his face, and a blue cloth bag in his hand, and I don't know what was in it?

"Ladies and gentlemen, after you have registered, please go back to the building boat directly. ”

The old man of the heavenly burial beckoned to Yun Feilong, and the latter immediately understood its meaning, so he walked to the building boat transformed by the Yunhai Holy Map, and when he got closer, he jumped up and looked for a place to sit down.

Yue Qiubai was ranked twentieth, and it took about a stick of incense before it was his turn.

After Yue Qiubai entered the door, he roughly swept it, and now it was a very spacious hall, except for a row of bookshelves on the wall inside, the walls on both sides were empty, and there were no decorations.

I saw that a square wooden table was placed in the center of the hall, and at this moment, I saw a white old man sitting behind the table.

"Ahem, what are you looking at, come here. ”

Old Man Bai glanced at Yue Qiubai and beckoned to him.

Yue Qiubai smiled a little embarrassedly, and walked straight over, stopping in front of the table recently.

Old Man Bai glanced at Yue Qiubai up and down and asked, "What's your name?"

Yue Qiubai replied: "Bai Qiu!"

After hearing this, the old man took up his pen and wrote two words on a bamboo slip, and asked, "How old are you?"

Yue Qiubai replied: "Seventeen years old!"

The old man then drew a few more strokes on the bamboo slips, and then asked, "What is the name of the biological father?"

Yue Qiubai pondered slightly, shook his head and said, "I have been an orphan since I was a child, and I don't know who my biological parents are, please forgive me!"

The old man sighed and asked, "Who raised you?"

Yue Qiubai thought for a while and said, "It's my master, his name is Ling Jiuzhou." ”

The old man said, "Ling Kyushu, this name sounds very domineering...... Where do you live?"

Yue Qiubai said: "A nameless island in the depths of the Chaotic Star Sea......"

About two and a half minutes later, Old Man Bai finished his words.

At the end, the old man said again: "Okay, let's ask about this first, the registration has been completed, as for the identity card, in a few days, after it is made, I will take it and distribute it to you......" As soon as he flipped his left hand, he made a trick and generally added a blue cloth bag, and said, "This is a novice gift bag, one for each person, which contains clothes, quilts, towels and other daily necessities, take it!"

"Thank you!"

Yue Qiubai stretched out his hand to take the gift bag, and then turned around and walked out.

After coming out, he went straight to the building boat and jumped up.

As soon as he got on the boat, Yan and Bai, who were sitting together, looked at him and stopped talking.

Yue Qiubai felt that it was not time to recognize each other, so he smiled and went to another corner to find a place to sit down.

It is estimated that due to the strong momentum of the old man buried in the sky, the people on the ship are very peaceful and conscious, and the atmosphere is a little dull.

......

After waiting for about half an hour, finally, all the people had registered and returned to the floating building.

At this time, the old man of the Heavenly Burial spoke: "Ladies and gentlemen, the registration has been completed, from now on, you will be the official scholars of the Haiyue Academy, you must be proud of this, and cultivate hard...... Well, next, the old man will send you to Yunchu Courtyard. After saying that, with a wave of his hand, the floating building ship flew up again.

Floating clouds hurried past in front of me, and the sound of the wind rushed past my ears.

Soon, the floating building boat stopped in a quiet and imposing courtyard.

The old man of the heavenly burial opened his mouth and said, "Ladies and gentlemen, Yunchu Courtyard has arrived, come down!" As he spoke, he took the lead in leaving the ship.

"Yes!"

Everyone responded in unison, and then jumped off the boat one after another.

When all the people had disembarked from the ship, the old man suddenly waved his hand, and the floating ship shrank sharply, and finally changed back to its original state, a picture, and flew into the palm of his hand.

Then, he glanced down, shook his five fingers, and saw that the holy map of the sea of clouds disappeared without a trace.

The size changes freely, and it is indeed a real holy soldier.

Then, the old man of the heavenly burial glanced around at everyone and said, "Ladies and gentlemen, before you become an intermediate scholar, this will be your living place from now on...... Well, there's a key in your Starter Pack with a room number on it, and you'll be able to find your house by following it. ”

After hearing this, everyone looked down at the newbie gift bag in their hands.

As for Yue Qiubai, he was not in a hurry to check, the other party said that there was, then there must be.

Yue Qiubai looked around, looking at the environment of this Yunchu Courtyard, and now this is also a pattern of innate gossip.

In the center is an empty yin-yang fish square, surrounded by houses one after another, row after row, staggered.

Yue Qiubai roughly counted, there are eighteen rooms for one yang line, and twelve rooms for one yin line, so if you count it, there are as many as three hundred and sixty small houses here.

"Ladies and gentlemen, after finding the house, go in and have a good rest, and then get up early tomorrow morning, because there will be a teacher who will come to summon you...... Well, the old man's mission is complete, it's time to leave, goodbye!"

After saying a word, the old man of the heavenly burial went directly into the air, waved his hand, and did not take away a single cloud.

At this time, everyone went to find their own houses, and only Yue Qiubai was left standing there abruptly in the square, with a little charm of being alone.

"Forget it, I don't have to stand stupidly, find your own house first, and take a good rest!"

At that moment, Yue Qiubai opened the newbie gift bag, stretched out a hand to go in and fumbled for a while, and then he touched something like an iron piece.

So, take it out and take a look, it is now a strange-shaped key, and there are words engraved on it, one side is a "dui" word, and the other side is engraved with "forty-eight".

"Forty-eight, it seems to be the last room in the last row in the southeast......"

Yue Qiubai muttered, and then headed towards the southeast direction.

Went straight to the last row.

Sure enough, on the door of the first house on the right, I saw the words "Forty-Eight".

"This should be the room. ”

The door was locked with a copper lock, and at that moment, Yue Qiubai took the key and went up to try it.

With a click, it opened smoothly.

Pushing the door in, it was now a simple wooden house, with nothing extra than a wooden couch.

However, Yue Qiubai also knew that he had come to join Haiyue Academy to learn skills, not to enjoy himself, so he didn't pay much attention to whether the wooden house was simple or not.

Anyway, he felt that as long as there was a bed where he could cultivate quietly, he didn't ask for anything else.

End of chapter