Nine suns stepping on the sky

War College.

What doesn't match the name is that the gate is extremely simple, but considering that there are hundreds of colleges with this name in the world outside the sky, it seems understandable.

But it is the highest school in this harbor town.

"Do you want to sign up?" The monk behind the desk waved his hand, "Now is not the time to enroll, come back in two months!"

Mo Yu cupped his hands, "My lord, this junior has come from a long way and is penniless. I wonder if I can work in the academy first?"

"This……"

"The juniors don't need wages, as long as they have a place to live and can eat enough."

The man showed a smile on his face, "Well, it's not that we can't arrange it. I'll write you a note, and you can take it to the logistics office to report." Maybe Mo Yu's meekness made him feel unbearable. After a pause, he continued: "I asked them to give you a volume of basic ideas, you should practice hard, and if you achieve something, you can make an exception and be admitted."

This is an unexpected gain.

Mo Yu thanked him, took the note and turned to leave.

The logistics department is in charge of all the chores of the college. It is a busy and trivial place, and there is hardly a quarter of an hour free.

After the steward read the note, he summoned a young man to give some casual instructions and hurried away.

"Your name is Mo Yu? Which department do you want to work in?" The young man smiled and made a subtle gesture with his hand hidden in his sleeve.

Mo Yu could see clearly, but he could only pretend not to know, "But according to orders."

The young man's smile faded, and he cast a glance, "The weather has turned cold recently, and the demand for firewood in the courtyard has increased greatly. You should go to the firewood yard."

After speaking, he turned around and left, leaving the back of his head.

Mo Yu knew that he was making things difficult on purpose, but the little money he had when he disembarked had already been used up in washing and changing clothes, so there was no way he could satisfy his appetite.

Fortunately, he doesn't care where he goes, as long as he can enter the academy.

"This is the firewood yard, work on it yourself!"

Leaving one sentence coldly, the young man turned around and wanted to leave.

Mo Yu frowned, "Didn't you say that you want to give an entry-level concept?"

The young man rolled his eyes, "You want to become a cultivator too? Make your dream come true!"

Go away!

"Hush! Stop arguing. This is Mr. Xu's nephew from the logistics department. I can't afford to offend you." The person who spoke had big yellow teeth and wrinkled face, "If you want the idea of ​​​​introduction, I have this too, so I will give it to you."

Speaking of which, a yellowed book escaped from his arms. The title page was torn, the edges had obvious wear marks, and the spine of the book had also been re-bound.

Obviously, it has been read countless times.

"Everyone wants to become a cultivator, but they must have that fate!" With a sigh, the frustrated Dahuangya turned and left.

In this way, there was an extra woodcutter in the firewood yard of Zhanzheng College, just like a grain of sand falling into the river without causing any ripples.

The days passed by.

Da Huang Ya's surname is Huang, but he said he forgot his name, so he can just call him Huang San.Different from the woodcutters in the firewood yard, Huang San, who has a mother and daughter at home, is still somewhat positive and optimistic, and gradually gets acquainted with Mo Yu.

"Don't look at us being old and ugly, but the one in my family was a well-known beauty back then. Hey, don't believe me, there is a chance to go home with my brother, let you open your eyes!"

Mo Yu smiled and nodded, "I believe, brother, you are right, of course."

These words made Huang San open his mouth, revealing his signature big yellow teeth.

The gate of the courtyard, which had been in disrepair for many years, was suddenly pushed open from the outside, which stunned the people from Yuanyuan, who would come here before it was time to fetch firewood.

When he saw that brand new blue gown, awe could not help but appear on his face.

Huang San shut his mouth tightly, and pulled Mo Yu to make him bow his head quickly.

This is a student of the academy's advanced class, a true practitioner!

Lu Yun glanced across the courtyard, showing a bit of disappointment. These people's breaths are extremely weak, and they can be seen through at a glance. How could they hide such people.

The bloody plot in the novel is unbelievable!

Shaking his head, he turned around and was about to leave, but at this moment, his peripheral vision glanced at a pile of split firewood.

Lu Yun walked a few steps quickly, and looked down carefully. The freshly split firewood exuded a faint fragrance, and his eyes brightened.

"Who split this pile of firewood?"

Mo Yu cupped his hands, "Master, I did it."

"You?" Lu Yun's eyes showed doubts, and his expression darkened, "To be honest, you will be in big trouble if you lie to me!"

The faces of several people who split open suddenly turned pale.

Huang San forced a smile on his face, "My lord, it's really Mo Yupo. You see, he's right next to this pile of firewood, and he hasn't moved yet. He's not lazy in his work!"

The few next to him also nodded.

Lu Yun frowned, "Chop some more firewood and see."

Now, Huang San and the others were really confused.

Mo Yu's expression was very calm. He took a piece of wood and chopped it down with the ax in his hand. After a few clicks, it turned into a few pieces of firewood.

The action is simple and casual.

Lu Yun took a deep look and said, "Come with me."

Turn around and go deep into the firewood yard.

Mo Yu dropped the axe, nodded to Huang San, and followed with his worried eyes.

Soon, the figures of the two disappeared among the large piles of wood.

All the way to the deepest part of the firewood yard, Lu Yun suddenly turned around with sharp eyes, "Who are you? What is the purpose of hiding in Zhanzheng College?"

Mo Yu said calmly, "What do you have that is worth my coveting."

That's very blunt.

Lu Yun hesitated, even though he knew the truth, his face turned red when he was told this.

However, Mo Yu didn't give him a chance to get angry, and said directly: "We can make a deal, you will bring me the cultivation method you have obtained, and I will teach you how to practice."

Lu Yun sneered, "Depending on you, you don't even have a little bit of cultivation..."

Mo Yu raised his hand and pressed it on a log next to the two of them hugging each other. It was light and soundless, and his palm was completely sunk in it.

Lu Yun's eyes widened. This kind of iron wood grows extremely slowly. It takes at least a thousand years to grow to this extent. The material is so hard that it can weigh [-] catties.

To be hit by a palm, the palm print was pressed!

If he punches with all his strength, what kind of power will he have... Lu Yun no longer dares to think about it, maybe even his own teacher, the vice president of the college, can't do this.

At this moment, countless thoughts ran through his mind, and in the end there were only four gleaming big characters who lived in seclusion as an expert!

Do you still need to hesitate about the next thing?

Lu Yun bowed and bowed down, "This junior is rude, please forgive me for the offense, this junior agrees to your terms!"

When the two of them came out from the depths of the firewood yard, Huang San and the others found that this senior cultivator seemed to be more polite to Mo Yu.

Although he didn't say it, the performance in the small details is very clear.

"Cough! Mo Yu...is a relative of mine far away. You should all be respectful in the future. Do you hear me?"

It was an excuse at first glance, but no one dared to say anything, and they all nodded in agreement.

Watching Lu Yun leave, Mo Yu smiled inwardly. His cultivation was sealed, but his nourished body was preserved.

At least, it's a good start for now!