Chapter 139 Tianmu College

When everyone saw that the imperial army had left, they gradually dispersed, but in their hearts, they all speculated about Zhuo Yuhan's identity. * The identity of those who can hurt people at the gate of the capital and make them stop and leave are certainly not simple.

Zhuo Yuhan breathed silently, and his true anger calmed down, and then slowly walked towards the city. Shen Haotian's punch was full of four or five hundred horses, and it should not be a full attack. Zhuo Yuhan suffered a lot of internal injury and must find a place to have a good rest, otherwise it will leave some sequelae.

All cities in the mainland have curfew rules, which are orders issued by the three empires, but no place dares to violate them. Zhuo Yuhan walked on the street. The bustling crowd was bustling and noisy. He looked up and covered with a purple atmosphere above his head, guarding the whole city of Yanjing tightly. All the demons did not dare to cross the thunder pool.

When he first arrived, Zhuo Yuhan was not picky. He casually found an inn and prepared to stay overnight. However, to Zhuo Yuhan's surprise, these inns in Yanjing City did not use gold and silver, but Taiyuandan as currency.

Taiyuan Dan is the currency between martial artists. In the secular world, gold and silver are still used, but Yanjing City is the center of the whole Yan Kingdom. The masters are like clouds. Gold and silver are useless to these people. Zhuo Yuhan carefully observed that even the servants who served tea and water in the inn are also in the realm of seven or eight levels of vitality. Some have even condensed the origin, and they can condense the crown in one step.

After paying ten Taiyuan Dan, Zhuo Yuhan walked to the room under the leadership of the dwarf. The layout of the room is fragrant and elegant, simple but not monotonous, and very spacious.

"Prepare some hot water for me, and don't bother me the rest of the time." Zhuo Yuhan gave a message to the little boy. The little man nodded and did not grovel.

After the little man left, Zhuo Yuhan walked to the bedside and sat cross-legged, with fingerprints in his hand. The milky white dragon crown appeared on his head. The rolling Taiyuan Zhenqi immediately poured down, constantly compressed, refined, and swam all over his body. The warm Zhenqi repaired the wounds in Zhuo Yuhan's body.

Gradually, Zhuo Yuhan entered the deep cultivation of his forehead. Time passed quietly, and wisps of true air flowed in Zhuo Yuhan's limbs and bones, and the place where he was injured by Shen Haotian gradually healed.

"Hu..."

Zhuo Yuhan woke up and checked his body. He felt that it was almost done, but there was still some dull pain in his chest. Zhuo Yuhan patted his clothes and walked to the window. Looking around, it was already night. The lights of the whole Yanjing City were shining brightly, and the lights of thousands of families were brilliant, reflecting the sky of the whole Yanjing City into white.

Yanjing can also be called the city of the Great Yan Kingdom.

"True energy is condensed, Shen Haotian's punch has helped me. In a few days, I should be able to be promoted again. After refining the fierce flame of the earth, he rushed back to Zi Qizong to find Aunt Xun and Mu Yan. And Xiaoye, who was captured by the people of Qingqiu Mountain, and I have to go there. However, Qingqiu Mountain is an important place for demons. You can't easily get involved before your strength is not high.

Zhuo Yuhan glanced at the whole bustling Yanjing City and retreated back to the room. In a large wooden barrel outside, a large bucket of hot water was steaming. Zhuo Yuhan took off his clothes, walked into it, closed his eyes and fell asleep slowly.

When martial arts practice to the realm of title, they almost don't need to sleep. However, Zhuo Yuhan was really too tired during this period. After experiencing ups and downs and several life-and-death tests, he was physically and physically exhausted, and rarely had a chance to relax and rest.

The next morning, Zhuo Yuhan opened the door and walked downstairs of the inn. When he first arrived, Zhuo Yuhan planned to go out and explore first. When the young man saw Zhuo Yuhan coming downstairs, he immediately greeted him and sat down.

At this time, the whole inn building was already full of people, talking loudly. Zhuo Yuhan found a window seat and ordered a glass of sake. Among the secular world, inns and teahouses are mixed with dragons and snakes, which is also the most popular and fastest place. Zhuo Yuhan planned to start from the inn to see what these people were discussing. Generally speaking, there is no doubt that we are discussing some major events that are happening at present.

Zhuo Yuhan did not deliberately listen to which table. He acted very casually. He drank the sake on the table one by one, thinking about how to say it and how to go to the Ministry of Ceremonies to impeach the imperial army.

Suddenly, a voice fell into Zhuo Yuhan's ear, which made him cheer up and listen attentively.

"Have you heard about it? Tianmu College has begun to recruit students again. I heard that the enrollment requirements will change this time. A rough man at the next table said.

"Isn't Tianmu College the college where Shen Haotian is located? Unexpectedly, it can cultivate such an amazing genius as Shen Haotian, and this Tianmu College is really extraordinary. Zhuo Yuhan thought to himself.

"Brother Shen, what's the difference? Is it possible to recruit us? Haha..." another man said immediately.

"You? Without peeing and taking photos, can you enter Tianmu College just like you? Let me tell you that in the past, Tianmu College never recruited students, and only the prince of the kingdom could be qualified to enter it. This time, the crown of the king personally ordered that the whole kingdom of Yan could have ten non-sons. These are ten people, regardless of origin and status. As long as they have enough talent, they can be recruited. The rough man surnamed Chen said mysteriously.

"Brother Shen, this news is not small. Ten places for non-sons are enough to make young people in the whole kingdom fight their heads. Where did you hear that? Is it true?"

"Naturally it is true. Although I, Shen Tong, have no ability, at least I am also a member of Tianchenhou's mansion! This news was said by Shen Haotian, the little marquis of Tianchen, but I accidentally heard it. The man whispered.

Everyone also knows the identity of this man, who is a domestic slave in the Tianchen Marquis's mansion. It is normal to hear this news.

"Everyone should know that our little marquis is talented and amazing. He cultivated to the title of capital in the year of weakness, and was exceptionally promoted to the youngest capital of the imperial army. The little marquis entered Tianmu College to practice at the age of 12. After more than ten years, he practiced to the realm of Dujue. You can imagine its horror! Moreover, I also know that all the students who graduated from Tianmu College will fall into the imperial army. Those who are highly cultivated and appreciated by the kingdom are more likely to be promoted to the imperial army. At that time, it was a matter of ascending to the sky and glorify the ancestors. Shen Tong and I also have some friendship with you, so I told you that there is a suitable age at home. Hurry up.

A man named Shen Tong spit and said vividly. When Zhuo Yuhan heard the words, he also paid attention to it in his heart. Isn't Shen Haotian the one who hurt himself?

"It turns out that this person is still a little marquis. *Not ordinary tough. In the year of the weak crown, it is the title of Dujue, the commander of the imperial army, and in time, he will be awarded the title of title. Tianmu College, is it really so powerful?

Zhuo Yuhan thought to himself. The so-called son is the legitimate son of an official of the imperial royal family. Of course, the son of a person with a formal title in the imperial royal family, the descendants of the nobles, is also called the son of the world.

For example, Shen Haotian, as the son of Tianchen Marquis, is the son of Tianchen Marquis. The title here must be officially canonized by the royal family, such as all the county magistrate, governors, and state herdsmen. This title can be regarded as the aristocracy of the kingdom.

The city lord is not included in the nobility.

After listening to Shen Tong's words, everyone left nervously. In the past, Tianmu College only admitted the sons and nobles, and those who did not have a formal title could not enter it. This external recruitment is undoubtedly an opportunity for many ordinary people to leap over the dragon gate.

Able to study in Tianmu College can basically mark a frank career in front of you.

Only students who graduated from Tianmu College have the opportunity to enter the Royal Forest Army and the Beijing Forbidden Army. Tianmu College has no requirements for the recruitment of the prince. As long as he is the prince, he can enter. The imperial army is composed of graduates of Tianmu College.

The sons of the nobles are not all talented, but also mediocre. These people are destined to be unable to do anything in their lives and can only be ordinary soldiers in the imperial army. This is a royal decree. Even if he is the eldest son of the marquis, he is not talented enough. He can only be an ordinary imperial army, and he cannot enjoy life in the marquis's mansion, let alone inherit the title.

Zhuo Yuhan did not interrupt and stayed in Yanjing City at all. Although he was a little curious about the mysterious Tianmu College, he was far from enthusiastic, let alone participating in any quota competition. He looked up and drank all the sake in the glass and lost a few Taiyuan Dan in the west. Zhuo Yuhan walked out of the inn.