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Xuanzhou Academy is located in the south of Zhongtu, adjacent to Nanhuang.
As one of the top Confucian forces in the entire Middle-earth, Xuanzhou Academy has always been the place that all Confucian cultivators yearn for.
According to rumors, the entire Xuanzhou Academy has a rich collection of volumes, including everything in astronomy and geography.
Meng Xuanzhou, who founded Xuanzhou Academy, has unfathomable cultivation and ranks among the top powerhouses in Middle-earth.
More importantly, Xuanzhou Academy also occupies the place where the saint "Yihan" ascended, and has a large number of saint artifacts, making more people want to worship it.
Today, several figures landed directly in front of the gate of Xuanzhou Academy with flying swords.
"Miss, you are back!" The few disciples guarding the door did not dare to neglect, and hurriedly opened the guarding array.
Meng Zhuyun was full of thoughts along the way, waved her hands casually, and asked, "Where is my father?"
"The Chongsheng Church is offering sacrifices to saints, and the dean and several elders are there." The disciple replied quickly.
Meng Zhuyun immediately understood that today was a ceremony for the third generation disciples of the academy to worship the saint.
Everyone worships in front of the saint, and if they are talented, they will be recognized by the saint and become the key training object of Xuan Zhou Academy.
In terms of seniority, Meng Zhuyun can actually be regarded as the third generation of disciples.
It's just that she is the daughter of the dean Meng Xuanzhou, and she is much loved, so naturally she will not suffer the same hardships as ordinary disciples.
As soon as Meng Zhuyun walked to Chongsheng Hall, she saw that the whole ceremony was coming to an end.
A few disciples seemed to be recognized by the saints, and they exuded a sense of arrogance, while others stole envious glances.
Seeing Meng Zhuyun coming, a group of disciples greeted her immediately.
"Miss, you are back."
"Miss, it is said that you went to kill that Patriarch Duoxin and chased him all the way to the Southern Wilderness. Could it be that Patriarch Duoxin has given his head?"
"What are you talking about, the eldest lady will take action, then the ancestor of the bullshit is naturally not the opponent!"
A group of people greeted each other with smiles, and Meng Zhuyun couldn't help but feel proud.
She is the proud daughter of heaven, destined to be admired by the world.
"Yun'er, since you are back, you should also go to pay homage to the saint!" Suddenly, a steady voice came from the side.
All the disciples stopped talking, and the middle-aged man who came out was Meng Xuanzhou!
"Father!" Meng Zhuyun scolded, "I just came back!"
Meng Xuanzhou's face was rigid, and he said in a deep voice: "I haven't taught you a lesson yet, you girl, you go to kill that ancestor Duoxin in such a hurry, and the whole Middle-earth is full of uproar!"
"Okay, Dad, my daughter knows it's wrong!"
Meng Zhuyun showed a touch of shame and anger, after all, she didn't want to be reprimanded by her father in front of the public.
"I'll talk to you when I get back, and hurry up to worship the saint. My uncles and I just happened to see how your aptitude is!" Meng Xuanzhou put his hands behind his back.
Meng Zhuyun nodded obediently, and said softly to the elders standing beside the statue: "Hello, Uncle."
Those elders stroked their beards and smiled: "Haha, Yun'er, we were talking with your father just now, can you come back in time. It seems that those ancestors who are Duxin are not your opponents at all, Yun'er."
Meng Zhuyun greeted her with a smile, but a strange color flashed in her eyes, but the strange color also disappeared in a flash.
She understood the steps of worship, but Meng Zhuyun didn't care too much.
Regardless of whether she can be recognized by a saint, she, the daughter of the dean Meng Xuanzhou, can obtain training resources far beyond ordinary people.
Holding a candle in his hand and lighting it, Meng Zhuyun bowed to the saint from afar.
At this moment, Meng Zhuyun suddenly felt a heat on her back.
It seemed that some kind of force suddenly filled her meridians and was about to burst out. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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