At this moment I revive the Chinese gods

Therefore, some people squatted in front of the gate a month before the start of school, and the line in front of the gate never stopped, so no matter how early Zhao Feiyu came, he could only be ranked behind hundreds of thousands.

"No, only a fool would line up obediently, I can't wait that long!" Zhao Feiyu rolled his eyes, and suddenly had a clever idea.

Quietly came to the dark place, the figure suddenly divided into countless ways in the city, and then they all rushed out and formed a long line in front of the other gates, stretched out their hands to change the plaque on the gate from "Baihuzhai" to Chen's residence, and shouted at the same time Get up: "Wow, everyone, take a look, Layman Baihu ordered to change the queue location, we are all in the wrong queue!"

The voices rose one after the other, which naturally attracted the attention of countless people who lined up, and they all looked at each other. Seeing that there were really so many people queuing in front of that door, they immediately lost their composure.

"Fuck, is this true or not? Why don't I know?"

"It must be fake, so there's no need to say it? What kind of a person is Baihu Layman, how could he suddenly change the location, you must know that Baihuzhai has never moved his location!"

"No, no, this is very likely to be the test of layman Baihu? The purpose is to select disciples with superior xinxing from countless people. No, I want to try!"

"Let me try it out. There are so few people over there. If it's true, wouldn't we be making a lot of money?"

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With the defection of the first person, it immediately caused a chain reaction.

Countless people at the back of the team rushed to the fake team, scrambling to be the first, for fear that they would miss this opportunity to change their fate against the sky.

And the people in front of the team saw that the team on the opposite side was getting bigger and bigger, and their original rock-solid will was a little shaken, and many people also moved to the battlefield one after another.

Soon, there were only dozens of people left in the original queue.

And the whole process only took less than 10 minutes.

Such a scene made the guards guarding the gate dumbfounded.

"What the hell is going on?" The middle-aged scholar who recorded the quota in front of the door looked confused, and some of them realized that the long queue in front of them was running out.

This kind of situation has never happened in tens of thousands of years, and the sudden loneliness made him a little unaccustomed.

Among the crowd, Zhao Feiyu whistled and came to line up in front of the Baihu Zhai gate with a calm face, as if everything had nothing to do with him.

"Sir, what... what should we do about this?" The guard looked at the middle-aged scholar in some embarrassment, his eyes full of questions.

"Hey, come according to the rules, there are only 64 people, so there are only 64 people!" The middle-aged scholar said with a wry smile and waved his hands.

"Okay!" The guard nodded, and said seriously to the short team in front of him:

"Everyone, get ready, enter the Baihuzhai as soon as the time is up, remember to enter the courtyard without making loud noises, without disturbing any plants or trees, and without being rude to the teacher. All violators will be thrown out with sticks!"

"Yes!"

Countless people saw that they really had the opportunity to be a layman of the White Tiger, and they immediately showed joy.

Soon the class bell rang, and the guards led the poor 64 people into the gate.

On the other side, the owner who lives in the Chen Mansion heard the continuous noise in front of the door, and suddenly got a little angry:

"These people who are studying are becoming more and more ignorant. I have already set up a soundproof barrier in front of the door. How can I still harm Lao Tzu? It is really unbearable!"

The middle-aged man with a belly full of poop came out of the back room with an angry expression on his face, and asked his doorman angrily, "Didn't you hear the movement outside the door? Why don't you go out and drive those people away quickly? What's wrong with raising you?" What are you eating!"

However, the two door boys were full of embarrassment, trembling: "Master... It seems that something big happened outside!"

"Huh?" The middle-aged man was startled, and then sneered disdainfully, "A bunch of slackers, I'll deal with you after I drive away the fighting guys at the door!"

He stepped forward to open the door, but one of the doormen wanted to stop him, but the other stopped him by pulling his sleeve.

He opened the door angrily, and was immediately overwhelmed by the ocean-like crowd.

The sharp screams even pierced through the soundproof barrier and reached the inside of Baihuzhai.

"Tsk tsk tsk, how pitiful!" Zhao Feiyu shook his head pityingly, feeling deep sympathy for the unlucky ghost who was chosen at random.

The leading guard also had a weird face, but he knew that this was not under his jurisdiction, so he didn't say anything.

The group of people walked through a path full of flowers and finally came to a wide building. It was a large pavilion with ventilation on all sides, and inside was a standard private school-like classroom.

At this time, a gray-haired old man in white clothes was sitting upright, his eyes slightly closed, as if he was really recharging his energy.

When Zhao Feiyu saw this person, he was shocked.

That person is powerful!

This was the first thought that came to Zhao Feiyu's mind. He is now the eighth level of the ancient sage, and the one who can feel the fatal danger is at least a strong man above the second level of the holy king.

But Zhao Feiyu can know with certainty that this old man is only at the level of the Holy King!

Logically speaking, it is not enough to make Zhao Feiyu feel mortal threat.

"Perhaps this is because the ability of the formation mage has enhanced the opponent's strength!" Zhao Feiyu said in his heart.

"Take a seat!"

Following the order of the middle-aged scholar, 64 students fell into their seats in an orderly manner, all of them looked tense and sweating profusely.

Obviously, they were very excited to step into this door.

However, Zhao Feiyu was thinking about the formations arranged around him: "The formations in this place have the effect of condensing spiritual consciousness and gathering spiritual energy. It's really surprising!" Zhao Feiyu was amazed.

You must know that spiritual consciousness is the most important thing for everyone. Generally, there are very few forces in the outside world that can control the other party's spiritual consciousness without damaging it. Only those who control the power to the extreme can do this.

It can be seen from this that this legendary power is indeed not a vain rumor.

Just as Zhao Feiyu was still thinking, a hand suddenly passed by and poked his waist.

Zhao Feiyu immediately withdrew his thoughts and raised his head suddenly. Layman Baihu had opened his eyes at some point and was staring at him intently.

"Sorry!" Zhao Feiyu got up, put his hands in front of him, and performed a standard scholar's etiquette, apologizing respectfully.

Layman Baihu also looked slightly different when he saw this, and was surprised that this young man could move freely under the oppression of his spiritual consciousness, but since the other party had admitted his mistake, he also waved his hand and said: "You must look like you are in class when you are in class. Concentrate your mind, this class is your opportunity, you must seize it!"