Ten to fifteen years old is the best time to practice martial arts and build foundation and refine the body.

After over fifteen years old, most people's muscles and bones have grown into shape, and the martial arts of ordinary people are closed and closed. It will be even more difficult to open the meridians and penetrate the qi again. Cultivating the true qi of the Dantian is even more effective.

This rich man with white face and fat man is right. For example, Wei Changfeng came to the Martial Arts Academy at his age. Unless he had a natural talent or a strong background, it would be impossible to get the careful cultivation of the Martial Arts Academy, and the future of martial arts was bleak.

Just looking at Wei Changfeng's dress, no one would think that he was born in a wealthy family. If he was really talented, how could he have only come to the Martial Arts Academy until now?

The old man in a commoner suddenly couldn't speak. How could he know so much?

As for Wei Changfeng, he didn't take the other party's words seriously and was too lazy to pay attention to such people.

He knows his own situation best!

When the fat man with white face gained the upper hand, he became more and more proud. He reached out and patted the fat son beside him, and praised: "My kid is twelve years old this year and is already a warrior in the first level of body refining!"

"With his talent, he can be promoted to the upper academy in the Martial Arts Academy for up to three years, and he will become a congenital strongman in the future!"

The little fat man raised his chest, his nostrils raised to the sky and his chin was raised high, as if he was already a powerful man in the innate realm.

Squeak!

At this moment, the gate of Jingyun Martial Arts Academy slowly opened to the inside, and the time for the hospital to open it!

The people who had been waiting outside the door immediately rushed in, fearing that they would not be able to catch up if they left late.

The Jingyun Martial Arts College has three days a month to recruit people. Although it is not limited to the qualifications and ages of disciples, the number of people recruited every day is limited.

If you can't sign up today, you have to wait another month, so you will inevitably be anxious.

The Jingyun Martial Arts Court was prepared for this. Three wooden tables were neatly placed in the spacious courtyard, with pens, ink, paper and inkstones arranged in a row. Three martial artists from the Martial Arts Court sat upright behind the table.

One of the martial artists stood up and shouted: "Don't line up. If anyone is squeezing around, I will not be polite. Just beat him out!"

His voice was filled with true energy, which shocked everyone's eardrums. The scene that was originally a little chaotic suddenly became calm, and many people showed a look of awe.

Everyone lined up in front of the wooden table in an orderly manner and started signing up in an orderly manner.

Wei Changfeng chose a team.

It was not the first time he came to the Martial Arts Academy, so he still knew the registration process. After paying 50 taels of tuition to the martial arts master, he spent another thirty taels to book a dormitory in B.

The tuition fees of the Martial Arts Academy are paid once a year. As long as you pay on time, it will be fine if you stay in the lower court for ten or eight years.

But studying in the martial arts academy is really a small amount of the tuition fee.

In addition to daily food and drink, learning martial arts and mental methods, purchasing weapons and equipment, hiring warriors to give advice, etc., you have to pay for it yourself. Even if you are injured during the practice, you have to pay for the treatment yourself!

In addition, the Martial Arts Academy also provides dormitories for disciples, which are divided into four grades: A, B, C and D. Rooms of A and B are all single-person living alone. The A and the A font size are the most luxurious and expensive. The C font size is the four-person room, and the D font size is the cheapest large-stop shop.

Although Wei Changfeng can afford to live in a dormitory with a font size, he cannot squander even if he has money, because there are too many places to use money in the future, and the font size of a font size is enough to meet his needs.

You should know that when he was in the martial arts court, he lived in only a room with a size C.

After completing the registration, Wei Changfeng also got a wooden waist-baring brand that proved his identity as a disciple of the lower court.

There are thousands of disciples from the lower courtyard of Jingyun Martial Arts Academy. This identity is nothing extraordinary. It is less than the disciples from the lower courtyard of Jingyun Dan Academy.

Only by breaking through the siege among thousands of peers and being promoted to the upper court can one be qualified to be looked up.

The worst-in-class disciples in the upper academy also have the cultivation level of the seventh level of body refining!

Originally, with Wei Changfeng's talent, his predecessor continued to practice in the Martial Arts Academy until now, and he might have been promoted to the hospital, but unfortunately he missed this opportunity.

"Yeah~"

When Wei Changfeng turned around and was about to leave, he heard a low sob.

I saw the little girl named Nie Xiaoling wiping tears outside the team, crying with pear blossoms and rain.

Her grandfather stood aside and sighed, his face full of depression.

Wei Changfeng hesitated for a moment, walked over and asked, "Old man, what happened?"

The old man in a civilian said with a bitter face: "It's all my fault that I accidentally lost my wallet. I lost all the seventy taels of silver. This is the hard-earned money that the child's father has worked hard to accumulate for three years!"

He raised his hand and pounded his head hard, and said in pain: "You are so careless, why are you so careless? You deserve to be damned, deserve to be damned!"

Nie Xiaoling grabbed his arm and said with red eyes: "Grandpa, don't blame yourself. Let's go back and look for it on the road now, maybe we can find it back!"

Everyone knows that the money has been lost, and where can I find it back!

It is very likely that someone stole it on the road. You should know that most people come from the open-air market, and there are many thieves hiding in the market.

"Old man, I will pay for your granddaughter's tuition!"

The fat man with his son just now came over with his son and said with a smile: "I will give you another fifty taels of silver, but you have to sign a contract to let your granddaughter be a maid for my son for ten years."

Many of the children of wealthy families have maids since childhood, and are mostly trained as concubines. Their status and status are very low. Even if they are beaten to death by their masters, they will be compensated at most with some money when sued to the government.

The old man in a common man was stunned for a moment, then shook his head firmly: "No!"

Of course he knew what the maid's identity meant to his granddaughter, so how could he push Xiaoling into the fire pit.

The fat man with white face said confidently: "Then add fifty taels, and I'll give you one hundred taels! It's enough to buy a maid in Jingyun City. I'm willing to pay this price because your girl is a little pitiful."

The old man in a civilian was not shaken, but Nie Xiaoling grabbed his arm tightly, raised her head and said pitifully: "Grandpa, Daddy wants to buy medicine to treat the disease, you should agree!"

Hearing the little girl's words, the fat man with a robbery immediately smiled.

He has eyesight and can see that Nie Xiaoling will be an excellent beauty when she grows up, so she is willing to spend money.

His fat son stared at Nie Xiaoling, his saliva was almost flowing out, and he looked like he wanted to eat it alive.

The old man in a civilian closed his eyes and his old face wrinkled tightly. He obviously felt extremely painful and entangled.

"A hundred taels? Let me give it!"

Wei Changfeng, who watched coldly for a moment, suddenly said, "I don't need to sign a contract for sale. You can return it to me when you have money in the future."

He took out a silver note worth 100 taels and handed it to the old man in a civilian, and smiled at Nie Xiaoling.

Wei Changfeng actually didn't want to care about this matter very much. There were too many pitiful people in the world, but he was very disgusted with this white-faced fat man, so he simply took the money out and slapped the face.

In addition, the little girl gave him a good impression. She is sensible and filial at a young age, so she deserves his help.

The old man in the civilian did not expect that things would be so twists and turns. He was shocked and even more grateful to Wei Changfeng, and he cried with tears in his eyes: "Thank you, thank you Master Wei!"

Wei Changfeng smiled and said, "I am not a young master. You should take Xiaoling to register quickly, so as not to miss it."

"Okay, OK!"

The old man in a common man was so excited that he was a little incoherent, and urged his granddaughter to say, "Xiaoling, thank you Senior Brother Wei!"

Nie Xiaoling bit her lip, suddenly knelt down in front of Wei Changfeng, and kowtowed respectfully: "Thank you, Senior Brother Wei!"

Wei Changfeng reached out and helped her up and said, "This money is not for nothing, you will pay it back in the future."

Nie Xiaoling stood up and nodded, and said in a low voice: "I know, Senior Brother Wei, you are a good person!"

Are you a good person?

Wei Changfeng felt very moved when he heard this.

This is the first time he has heard others say he is a good person in his past and present life.

Wei Changfeng was arrogant and arrogant back then, acting as he pleased and did whatever he wanted. Although countless people lived in alchemy, he never heard others say these two words to him - good people.

He didn't care at that time. Now that he is reincarnated and reborn, his state of mind and thoughts have really changed a lot.

As the saying goes, the law of heaven revolves around cause and effect. If he had not offended too many people, how could he end up with the death of the elixir?

Of course, some people offend them, and Wei Changfeng doesn't care now, such as the fat man with a dark blue face next to him, and his fat head and big ears.

"Boy, don't be too arrogant!"

The fat man from Tucai stared at Yu Baby's eyes and said hatefully: "There will be a time when you regret it in the future!"

The fat man was naturally very unhappy when Wei Changfeng intervened and disturbed the good things. If he hadn't dared to be arrogant in the martial arts academy and there were no followers around him, he would have immediately given Wei Changfeng a good look.

Wei Changfeng glanced at the other party indifferently, just thinking that it was a wild dog barking.

This blind contemptuous attitude made the fat man infuriated the seven orifices. He wanted to have angered but couldn't do it, so he could only turn around and pull his son: "Let's go!"

The little fat man howled and refused to leave: "No! I want the maid, I want Xiaoling!"

The fat man from Tucai was angry and anxious, and he got annoyed and slapped him directly: "If you have the ability, you can take it away by yourself, don't embarrass him here!"

A heavy slap finally made the little fat man honest. He looked at Wei Changfeng resentfully, and followed his father away from the martial arts academy unwillingly.

Wei Changfeng watched the old man in a civilian manner take Nie Xiaoling to register and then quietly left.

According to the rules of Jingyun Martial Arts Academy, the new disciple will officially begin tomorrow, so he has enough time to prepare and complete other things that need to be completed.

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Chapter completed!