Tianxia Guihuo nodded: "I think so too, if there is a chance, let's pick a time to go into the water and have a look?"
Zhao Chenghuang was the first to refuse: "Not interested."
Sun Miaomiao and Yuan Ting were a little moved.
Zhang Yuanqing deliberately showed yearning, but with a worried expression, "I will talk about it when I have a chance. I guess there is no hope in the near future. The students and teachers will stare at it."
After a simple breakfast, all the students came to the library next door and came to the "church".
The curriculum has been distributed to the students. The college's courses are "History of the Spirit Realm", "Major Occupational Research Courses (including Overseas)", "Alchemy Course", "Artifact Refining Course", "Astrology Course", "Prop Classification class", "fighting class", "pharmacology class".
What I learned today was theory. In the morning there was a "Spiritual Realm History Class", in the afternoon there was a "Professional Speech Class", and in the afternoon a "props classification class".
Zhang Yuanqing is looking forward to the courses of the college.
In terms of dungeon strategy and combat, the teachers of the college may not be better than him, or even much better than the students, but the knowledge background will crush this group of newly promoted saints.
A lot of knowledge, the official will not tell you if you have not reached the level.
For example, in terms of item classification, Zhang Yuanqing currently only knows two types.
Another example is overseas occupation, astrology, pharmacology and so on.
In terms of the history of the spiritual realm, I still know quite a lot. Well, if I bring Princess Yinyao with me, maybe I can reverse the evil thinking of Zhang Yuanqing, who is knowledgeable by the dean.
Inside the church.
Li Yanqi pulled a bench and sat on the podium with a thermos in his hand. As a swordsman, he had a straight waist and a straight posture.
When the students arrived one after another, he glanced at his watch, and said in a gentle and loud voice, "Squad leader, check the number of people."
Xiahou Aotian got up slowly, and stood in the arena with his hands behind his back, with the attitude of the top of the immortal:
"Zhao Chenghuang, Sun Miaomiao"
The students whose names were clicked shouted "come" together.
Xiahou Aotian deliberately arranged Yuanshi Tianzun at the end and gave him small shoes to avenge the four cups of juice yesterday.
After the roll call, Dean Li Yanqi smiled and said:
"When it comes to combat, among the students here, there should be many better than me, right, Yuanshi Tianzun. But in terms of theoretical knowledge, I am still qualified to be your teacher.
"Today's lesson is the history of the spiritual realm. Everyone who has been promoted from extraordinary to saint should be very familiar with the spiritual realm. Can any student tell me how many years did the spiritual realm appear?"
His voice is gentle and kind, and he is a teacher who easily wins the favor of his students.
Xiahou Aotian was about to speak to show the squad leader's knowledge, when someone behind him said:
"1912 was the year the Republic of China government was established."
The person who answered was Zhu Mingxu, a young man like an idol trainee, with his legs crossed, leaning lazily on the back of the chair, the corners of his mouth curled up, and his face was evil and cool.
The smile is quite like a little fresh meat who likes to wear smoky makeup, um, old bacon.
Zhu Mingxu showed off his knowledge and continued:
"It's been 110 years since the birth of the spiritual practitioner. But few people know that before the appearance of the spiritual practitioner, there were practitioners in ancient times. JrNovels.com