"Okay, go ahead, I can only send you here. What kind of results you can achieve next depends on yourself."

After introducing the situation of the Holy Domain Academy, Ying Long patted Yang Feng on the shoulder and smiled and said, "Remember, these people will be the mainstay of the Six Dao Department in the future. They have connections. They can have a better relationship with them. Maybe they can use them in the future.

Going to college is not elementary school, learning is secondary, and building high-level connections is the key."

"Don't worry, I understand, hehe."

Showing a treacherous smile, Yang Feng nodded hurriedly.

Ying Long grinned and left happily, but before leaving, he stopped and said, "By the way, you should not provoke the dean here. First, you can't provoke; second, you'll provoke it.

It's very troublesome. It's not easy for us to stand out for you in the ancient gods, do you know?"

Um?

He was slightly stunned, and Yang Feng looked at him strangely.

When Demon Lord Di Abro came to trouble himself when he came to the world, these ancient gods did not take the demon god seriously. As a result, they are now quite afraid of such a dean of the academy.

Isn’t this a transfer training class to the God Realm? The dean here is so powerful? Even the people from the ancient gods dare not mess with him?

Yang Feng was puzzled, but before he could ask again, Ying Long had already turned into a stream of light and left.

After pondering for a little, Yang Feng shrugged without any worries.

He is not a troublemaker, so how could he offend the dean here casually? Even if the dean dislikes him, is jealous of his handsomeness, and causes trouble for him, he can bear it. What a big deal.

With a laugh, Yang Feng shook his head without comment, and then officially stepped into the realm of these saints.

"Yo, fellow Taoist, hello, I'll be lucky!"

"Good luck!"

"Fellow Daoist, I'm lucky to meet!"

"Well, I'll be lucky!"

...

The people here are worthy of being saints. Even though they come from different planes and don’t know each other, they are all very polite. When they meet, they will bow and say hello very kindly, which makes Yang Feng shuttle between the crowd and overwhelmed, but in his heart

Extremely warm and comfortable.

Oh, this is quality. People who can become saints have high quality.

It's not like in the lower world, you can always encounter some sluts who are looking for trouble if you have nothing to do.

Like here, people are so happy, high-quality talents are reasonable and will not do anything casually.

It seems that I can make a lot of good friends here, hehehe.

Yang Feng gradually liked this atmosphere, and there was a fundamental gap between the university campus and the alleys of land hooligans.

"Old pedantics, you are so naive. You want to inspire human spirituality with just a few words? Who will listen to you?"

"General, does human spirituality rely on knowledge to be enlightened. Do we rely on war? Violence is ultimately the cycle of violence is only violent!"

"If you don't defeat the other party, even if you have knowledge, how can you spread it? Old scholars, I don't believe that when you are in the lower world, you can give up the fight by just verbal disputes!"

...

Suddenly, a loud noise sounded, Yang Feng was stunned, turned to look, and saw that there was a circle of people not far away. Among the crowd, there was an old man in his seventies and a burly general who was arguing.

endlessly.

The atmosphere is so intense that there is a tendency to start war at any time.

When I went there, I also said that the university campus is very civilized and people are of high quality. It seems that many people are idle and like to fight everywhere.

It just so happened that I hadn't seen anyone from other planes yet, how could they fight?

With the corner of his mouth curled up, Yang Feng squeezed into the crowd and gently patted the shoulder of the person beside him and said, "Hey, buddy, what's wrong with these two guys? Why are they quarrel?"

"Oh, fellow Taoist, that's it."

He looked at Yang Feng with a strange look, as if he was a little confused. Why among these saints, some people speak so vulgarly that they don’t look like a saint who has become a saint at all.

But soon the man felt relieved and bowed politely: "The old man is named Li Qiu, the most saint of Confucianism. The general is named Sun Sheng, the most saint of military strategists. The two of them are about how to develop the ordinary

The views of the inter-society were disagreeable, so they started to argue."

"Oh, that's all this a mess, what's the point of debate? Practice makes true knowledge, and they have all become saints, and they should have extensive knowledge. Don't you know how human society should develop?"

"The key is that both of their theories have been practiced, so they are so confident, hahaha."

With a chuckle, the man continued, "Li Qiuru Sheng transformed people with virtue in the original plane, so that the humans on the entire plane would flourish and not pick up the remains, so great virtue became saints. General Sun Sheng was on their plane,

Victory in every battle, with absolute iron law, everyone can be self-disciplined, corruption will disappear, and life will be healthy

Therefore, great virtues become the lord of military saints. So they all think that their theories are correct and humans should develop in their own way, so they started arguing."

I go, these two guys have achieved much better political achievements than I have done in the mortal world. If the saints here have all risen because of this political achievements, then I really came in through the back door.

Too many.

At least under his own rule, he can't do anything to avoid being reborn and corruption will disappear.

It can even be said that it is far from it...

After scratching his head, Yang Feng suddenly felt guilty.

Sure enough, there is still a fundamental difference between those who go to Tsinghua University with 300 points and those who go to Tsinghua University with 700 points!

"Li Qiu, since none of us can convince each other, let's see whose holy way is more in line with the way of heaven." At this time, the soldier saint Sun Sheng shouted loudly, and the whole world suddenly became solemn and fierce, with the spirit of golden swords and iron horses.

The saints around them all looked solemn and looked over.

Yang Feng couldn't help but feel a stern in his heart. He felt as if countless swords were surrounding him, which made him feel in danger all of a sudden. It seemed that the swords would dismember him in the next moment.

Oh!

Suddenly, Yang Feng quickly cast a spell for himself, but... it was useless!

That sense of crisis was still lingering in his heart, as if the protective cover of the twelve-grade spiritual magic was completely ineffective, and it didn't matter whether it was cloth or not.

The saint beside him saw Yang Feng's actions and said unconsciously: "Fellow Taoist, what are you doing?"

"I saw that he was going to do something, and I was afraid that he would hurt me by accident, so I made some preparations!"

"Preparation? Then you shouldn't use some tricks in the material world, this is unstoppable."

Shaking his head, the man said strangely: "Fellow Taoist, don't you know that he is using the holy path now, which is a law. Under his holy path, any material means, such as using spiritual energy, immortals

Those who are angry can't stop them. Because the tricks you two use are not in the same dimension."

"What should I do?"

"Like me, weave my own holy path to prevent its holy path from invading!"

As he said that, the man waved his sleeves and murmured: "I am Taoist. The holy way I realized after becoming a saint is that Tao follows nature!"

Alas!
Chapter completed!