These three long-lived disciples, after coming to the sky above Yanhuang City, stayed there, dancing with long hair and fluttering, like a fairy. Suddenly caused a burst of exclamations from the people of Huangcheng City. The entire Yanhuang City, it was a mess!

"Look! Fairy!"

"Mom, are they gods? They are flying in the sky!"

"People who fly in the sky, they must be gods!"

There are even a lot of old people who can't help but squat directly on the ground and start to look up again and again.

In the eyes, all have a strong sense of piety.

Above the high heavens, the three long-lived disciples were cold-faced and looked disdainful at the people below.

"The mortal world is simply ignorant." A long-lived disciple who looked very young said coldly.

"Oh, in their eyes, we are the real gods." A young man in his thirties said with a mocking smile on his face.

"No need to say anything, let's stay here for a while, let everyone see it, causing a huge sensation in this inflammatory yellow city. Then we will kill the shrine-like comprehension school. We must give them a warning. A group of mortals in the world, actually made a comprehension school, it is simply a laughter. "Speaking is a middle-aged man around forty, his face, can not see any expression. Obviously, coming here and doing this kind of thing is nothing to them for those who are born forever.

The entire Yanhuang City soon sensationalized.

Before that, no matter what I heard, it is not as straightforward as the impact of this kind of impact.

Prince of the House.

Prince Xia Jing, who was at home, heard the accusation and walked out of the room to the yard, looked up and looked at the three figures in the sky above his head. In his eyes, he could not show the color of shock and yearning. However, in his eyes, there is no color of worship.

As the prince of the big summer, he has more things than the average person knows. He is very clear that these long-lived people are not considered to be gods, at most... they can only be barely counted as practitioners.

These people are actually all ordinary people, from the secular. He was accepted as a disciple by Changshengtian and learned the best exercises. They are really powerful and have a skill that goes far beyond the world. Generally speaking, it will not be easy to get involved in the world. This time, it was also because the comprehension school in Yanhuangcheng touched the limit of the longevity. Otherwise, they will not send people to come.

Xia Jing looked at the people in the sky. He frowned slightly. In his heart, he did not think his emperor was really crazy. The self-cultivation college, since it can be established at such a fast pace, has quickly inhaled a large number of royal children. It means that it must have something extraordinary.

Xia Jing is not the kind of ignorant person, so he just looked at a few eyes and then turned back to the house.

Then he said: "There is nothing to report back to me."

"Master, don't you go see?" asked an old servant behind Xia Jing.

"There is nothing to watch." Xia Jing said faintly: "My emperor is much more powerful than you think."

The old servant did not dare to say more. After all, how to discuss the emperor behind the scenes still has a huge psychological burden for him.

Xu family over there.

Xu Zhongliang, who was resting at home, also heard the news came out, but the old man just looked up and looked at the few people in the sky and turned back to the house.

A middle-aged man behind him is Xu’s father, Xu Shan, who came back because of this incident. Seeing that the father entered the room directly, he quickly followed in and asked: "Hey, this... how to deal with this situation?"

“Disposal?” Xu Zhongliang faintly glanced at Xu Shan: “What to dispose of?”

"Of course, how is this handled?" Xu Shan’s face showed a bitter smile and looked at the old man: "Hey, don’t sell me with me. You know, floating the uneasy child, follow Chu. The little thing in the ink is messing around..."

Xu Shan’s words were not finished, and Xu Zhongliang interrupted his hand. Xu Zhongliang looked at Xu Shan, like a smile: "What? You think you are more wise than the emperor?"

Xu Shan suddenly glimpsed, not even dare. Although this is at home, in the presence of his father, there is no outsider, and his father will not betray him. However, Xu Shan still dared not say that he was more wise than the emperor.

The emperor's mind is not something that they can speculate. Not to mention that the emperor has been in power for many years, and that heart and the city are not what ordinary people can compare.

Xu Zhongliang’s words made Xu Shan could not help but meditate. He now, somewhat, understands why his father is so calm.

Things that the emperor has recognized are all strongly supported. I would rather use my own private money to build a self-cultivation school! If Chu Mo is a small liar, this matter is not reliable, so why should the emperor do this?

You know, this is not a matter of fame, because the prestige of the emperor in the folk has fallen a lot. Even many people with status can't help but succumb to the secret of the emperor!

In the scorpion of Xu Shan, it began to shine. He is not stupid, not stupid, but care is chaotic. After all, his son is there. And for so long, it has never been out. He is very worried that the long-lived disciple attacking the comprehension school will cause damage to Xu Fufu.

But now, he finally understands a bit, there is absolutely no problem at the Comprehension Institute!

It is possible for the emperor to support him so much, risking being condemned by the people of the world, and doing everything he wants. How could it be that kind of unreliable thing?

At the same time, the entire Yanhuang City, up to the princes and nobles, down to the civilian population, almost everyone, are all concerned about this matter.

At the same time, there are also many people who have turned their eyes to the comprehension school.

"This is the ... the grandson of the invincible general of Fan, I am afraid it will be abolished!"

"Current Academy, hehe, it’s really interesting, it’s just a whimsical!"

"The emperor followed the hustle and bustle, and this caused great trouble. I hope this thing, don't drag on other people in our Yanhuangcheng, we are all innocent."

People have been talking about it. The entire Yancheng City was stirred up by the three long-lived disciples floating in the sky.

At this time, the three figures in the sky finally moved!

They flew in the direction of the Academy of Comprehension.

This time, there were a large number of people in the entire Yanhuangcheng City, and they could not help but rush to the side of the Institute of Comprehension.

They are not afraid of death, but the curious nature of the bones urges them to rush in that direction. They want to take a look at what the means of the gods are like.

Therefore, if you look down from the sky at this moment, you can clearly see that there are a large number of people in all the streets and lanes of Yanhuang City rushing in one direction.

The palace is quiet and there is no movement.

This is quite different from the judgment of many people before. Because in the eyes of those people, there are a few masters to deal with in the palace. Even if the other party is a long-lived disciple, the palace is so indifferent and detrimental to the country of Daxia!

The side of the Comprehension College is also quiet, and there is no movement.

But this is, in the eyes of most people, a normal thing, because they are afraid of the long-lived disciples! It must be awkward!

At this time, of course, it is normal to be a tortoise. It’s already unexpected because people didn’t open the door and do the birds and beasts.

But things didn't follow the people's expectations.

Just in the three long-lived disciples, when they were about to go to the Academy. A faint, sounding sound with a bit of tenderness: "Go away!"

This voice sounds faint, and even the first reaction after many people hear it is that the person who is talking is crazy! However, some people reacted quickly, and they instantly showed a shocking color. Because they... all have a long way to go from the School of Comprehension!

Can be so far away, say a word in a clear and faint, passed to their ears. So what kind of cultivation do you have to say?

"Oh my God!"

"The one who spoke is the grandson of Fan invincible?"

"What is the grandson of General Fan, who is called? Is it Chu Mo? Is it really him?"

"Chu Mo is really a comprehension? He... how did he do it?"

"This thing is interesting!"

Some clever, knowledgeable people all raised interest at once. At this moment, they still can't think too much, such as the emperor's far-sightedness and ambition. But I also know that the three long-lived disciples are afraid that this time will be difficult.

However, this voice, heard by people in Xujia, is very different!

The whole Xu family is up and down, a shock!

Even Xu Zhongliang, the father who was very calm and calm before, was amazed at the moment.

Xu Shan is even more uncomfortable. He lost his voice: "Floating? This person who talks... is it really him?"

The old man Xu Zhongliang looked quite complicated and nodded, then he said: "The way of the gods... really is true! Not a legend!"

Xu Shan is all there, they are Xu Jia, at least a dozen miles away from the Institute of Comprehension. But the sound of Xu floating, but clearly passed to their ears.

This kind of thing, if someone said this before, I am afraid no one will believe that this is true.

In the sky, the three set their postures, ready to use their fingers to destroy the longevity of the comprehension school, and all of them were now stunned.

They are different from ordinary people who have nothing to cultivate. Their strength is already top in this world. In the eyes of the secular people, it is indeed the kind of gods!

But now they are full of shock!

Because they can clearly judge, the person who just spoke, one body repair, will never infer any of them!

It is true that if these people say this, they will certainly be able to spread throughout the Yancheng.

But the question is, how many years have they been practicing?

What about the talking teenager? Even if he started practicing from the mother's womb, is it only a dozen years? Then, now, have the same abilities as they are?

The three men looked at each other and saw the dignity from the other's eyes.

This is not an ordinary task. (~^~)