Ling Jing whispers to Murong Feng, who introduces the life of Ming Shaochen. It's interesting to hear Murong Feng pour.

It seems that with this young minister of the Ming Dynasty in charge, things will get twice the result with half the effort.

"Uncle mu, do you have something to do when you come here?" When Ming Shaochen came, many people wanted to flatter him, but none of them was decent. He went directly to the dean of the martial arts college. Although his tone sounded distant, he could hear that he respected the dean of the martial arts college.

"The old man's name is mu? It's the first time I know. " Murong Feng pointed to Dean mu. She knew nothing about him except that he was good at calculation.

"Murong Fengqing, you really don't understand and care about our dean. You don't even know his surname. Do you look like a student?" Ling Jing despises looking at Murong Feng Qing, this wench also too disrespectful Dean, this all don't know.

"What's so strange about this? I didn't know the old man's surname until more than a year after I came here. I still don't know his name. Isn't he someone who needs to know so clearly?" Yuan Yi said with an indifferent face. He thought Ling Jing was exaggerating. He just wanted to know how to call him. He had to understand his ancestors to respect him.

"You..." Ling Jing gave up arguing with them, because talking to them is a waste of energy and unnecessary.

"Uncle Mu has taken in some interesting students recently." Ming Shaochen, who had exchanged greetings with the martial arts academy, heard the conversation of several people. He couldn't help leaning towards Murong Feng. They looked at him. Suddenly, his eyes lit up, and he couldn't help commenting. These people look rather unruly, but they all have a healthy spirit. Although they are not strong now, they can see that they are all talented people.

"It's just a few kids who don't stop talking nonsense." Mu Yuan Chang said with a smile that when he talked with Ming Shaochen, he was much more gentle and kind of human, which made them not feel like immortals.

"Uncle Mu is hiding good things and won't share them with others. Several students are better than before. Although they are still young, the ones with the lowest qualification can reach my stage in five years. I'm afraid those two good students can surpass uncle mu in one year. That's nonsense!" Ming Shaochen looks at Murong Fengqing and his lonely eyes are shining. He says that these martial arts practitioners are excited. He didn't expect that there are such talented masters in Linghuan mainland. It seems that he has to work harder, or he will be completely surpassed in a few years.

The words of Ming Shaochen could not be heard by those who were far away, but Murong Fengqing and his group could hear them clearly. Yuan Yiyun and Mo jumped up one by one. "Do you hear that we will surpass the old man of the dean in five years? I said that you are not a mortal. Let's see!"

"At that time, with such high strength, you don't have to worry about others!" Yunmo was a master when he was in Yuntian mainland. He didn't expect to be a fart here. Now it seems that he still has talent. Although five years is not short, it's not easy to become a master like Shaochen of Ming Dynasty.