"It's so unreasonable, it's so unreasonable..."

An elderly master of magic walks into the VIP room holding the note written by the welcome lady, sitting on a luxurious and comfortable cushion, drinking freshly squeezed juice soaked by magic, while being indignant about his own experience.

This is really an era of rituals and music. The tradition of respecting teachers and respecting Taoism has disappeared. He is a senior tutor of the college and independently led a magic energy research group. He was also a figure called a master during lectures outside the college. Now he is interested in a student who wants to accept him as his apprentice, but he actually has to accept an interview with the student!?

Of course, this is fine. After all, within the college system, the relationship between teachers and students is a two-way choice, but the interview is just for the interview, and you have to wait for the ranking!? It would be fine to queue up, but his dignified master was actually ranked No. 19!?

However, when he saw the crimson woman sitting in front, the indignation of the demon master immediately ended up whispering. When his eyes turned forward, the black-robed, fat, and upright middle-aged man on his head made his arms tremble, and the juice decisively spilled on his crotch.

Why is even him here?!

And judging from his posture, he seemed to have been waiting here for a long time. On the coffee table in front of him, the melon seed skin, pastry dishes, and greasy chicken leg bones were densely packed like a mountain, fully interpreting the cause of the huge belly that could be free from the constraints of the black robe at any time.

The next moment, the old man felt unfair, and even such a big shot had to wait. The Swordsman thought he was so expensive? He was just the first in the entrance examination. The college produced one person stably every year. Is it very strange? He didn’t take the "Haotian Flag" that symbolizes the highest honor, so what airs are there?

But as he was complaining, he saw an old man with a slightly hunchbacked figure walking down the stairs not far away.

As an old man, the juicer immediately put down his cup and sat upright.

Because the old man who came downstairs was his teacher back then! Now he is 83 years old, a true senior who is one generation older than the dean. Now he is a free research on magic in the independent group of the college leaders. He is also one of the few magic masters under the realm of Apocalypse. It is rumored that he has 9 independent mature magic weapons in his body, which is incredible...

If even such a person comes to the interview, then... there is nothing to say.

A moment later, a waitress from a restaurant walked into the room respectfully and said softly: "Please enter the venue on the 5th."

Zheng Liming, who was deeply trapped in the cushion, suddenly stood up, his plump body seemed to ignore gravity and inertia. He wiped his greasy hands on the robe and wiped his mouth again: "Let's lead the way."

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At the same time, Bai Xiao sat upright in the living room of the Grandmaster's suite, waiting for the next tutor to enter, but his mind was not in the interview at all.

His eyes never left the girl beside him.

Qingyue sat next to him, with hundreds of manuscript papers spreading in front of the girl, each of which was written by her. The personal resumes, magical attainments, etc. of the college tutors who participated in the interview were analyzed one by one by one, and scored in the end.

All the four magic priests interviewed before were masters with high status in the academy. Although they had not yet reached the realm of Apocalypse, they were also the best among the millions of magic priests in the territory of human civilization. However, they all seemed to be in trouble in Qingyue's interviews, which seemed to be inquiring.

Qingyue was the real examiner in this interview. In fact, Qingyue organized the entire interview to help Bai Xiao select the best mentor.

According to Bai Xiao’s deepest thoughts, whether the first name is or not does not matter, nor does it matter whether the practice of the devil’s way is equally important. As long as you can spend time with Qingyue in the same academy, you will have no other request. But...

Bai Xiao will never forget the scene under the Ice Cave of the Holy Mountain. When he and Qingyue faced the curse, they could only play chess and wait for death. However, the master of the Demonic Taoism from the south pulled Qingyue back from the brink of death while raising his hands and feet.

Bai Xiao does not think that the magic Tao is really superior. The hunting skills and witchcraft of the White-Clothing Tribe in the Snow Mountain have been passed down for thousands of years and the magical skills. But at least now, Bai Xiao does have a yearning for the magic Tao.

And Qingyue also hopes that he can walk along the path of the devil with him.

Then go ahead side by side.

Squeak.

The door of the suite was gently pushed open by the maid. The fat Zheng Liming staggered in and found a soft cushion nearby and leaned down.

The narrow gaze did not look at the young girl behind the desk, but looked at the ceiling in the suite with a hint of arrogance.

After a moment of silence, Zheng Liming spoke.

"Don't waste everyone's time. This interview is meaningless. I am the only one who can guide him in the entire college. With your intelligence and talent, you should understand this principle."

When Bai Xiao heard the four words "intelligence" and knew that this was not about himself.

Sure enough, Qingyue smiled and said, "Shi Zheng, you are the second only to the great master in the academy. In recent years, you have repeatedly touched the Gate of Apocalypse, and your breakthrough is only in the front line. And your achievements in spreading karma and solving doubts are comparable to those of the great masters. There are no less than twenty demon masters under your sect."

"There is no need to read these high-sounding resumes. I can teach him because in the entire college, except for the dean, only I know the word "ancient". Now the ancient historiography system of Hongshan College is almost built by me! And only I know how to struggle before the bottleneck. For that tribe, this is the most important thing."

Qingyue nodded: "That's right. Although his grades are the first, his unique physique forbidden demons means that the traditional teaching methods are almost completely invalid. The four masters interviewed before each proposed very impressive ideas, but they are essentially not separated from the existing theoretical framework of the magic path."

"Of course they can't get away from it." Zheng Liming seemed to sneer at the four seniors above him, "They relied on their talent to make rapid progress on the path of demonic path through their lives. Walking straight has become an instinct imprinted in magic weapons and demonic consciousness. How can they be separated from their existing stalemate?"

While speaking, Zheng Liming turned his eyes, but instead of looking at Qingyue, he stared straight at Bai Xiao.

"But I'm different! I don't have such a good talent. My achievements are all achieved through countless hard-working struggles, so what I'm best at is finding ways in desperate situations and exploring flexibility in silence. Compared to merely forbidden demon bodies and ancient powers, the problems I have solved in my life are much more difficult!"

Qingyue nodded: "That's true, so I'm looking forward to you describing your training plan."

Zheng Liming sneered: "What a joke? I haven't even got his detailed data. What plan should I build? Now that I can come up with a complete plan, either it is overestimating my own stubbornness, or it is bullying you young and ignorant, and using fancy plans to deceive your eyes."

Speaking of this, Zheng Liming paused, and the fat all over his body spread like waves.

"I am the most practical person. If there is, there is. If there is no, I will do my best to let you have it, so if you want to learn something, come with me."

After saying that, Zheng Liming turned around and left the suite without even waiting for Qingyue to say anything.

After he left, Bai Xiao asked, "What do you think?"

"It's very good! Whether it's background or plan ideas, it's obviously refreshing compared to the previous four seniors. Although the attitude is a little rude, the sincerity is still very strong. But..."

Before Qingyue could finish her comments, the next tutor who came to the interview pushed the door and walked in.

As soon as she entered the door, she made people shine.

A long dark red dress danced in the wind, and her long, red and thick hair scattered along both sides of her neck and on her chest, highlighting the proud curve.

Bai Xiao moved his nose and smelled the familiar smell. During yesterday's inhuman test, she was in the examiner's bench.
Chapter completed!