After simply completing the admission procedures in the Academic Affairs Building, Rick got a waist card that looked like an ancient official yamen runner, and wrote "Two-year Class of Heaven Class of the Ancient Martial Arts College of Jinghua University" and wrote "Two-year-old Dormitory Rick".

A brand the size of a palm is the certificate that Rick will study in the ancient martial arts academy in the future. The teacher who handled the procedures directly pressed the button from a machine and the new product was released. Rick was stunned. Is that the end?

"Dormitory No. 8" found Room No. 8 of Dormitory No. 8, and Rick knocked straight on the door and walked in.

As soon as he entered the door, Rick felt that the atmosphere was not right.

I saw an extremely burly Zhuang Han squatting in front of the man sitting with his back facing the door. Zhuang Han’s head was rising and falling, as if he was doing something called “blowing the trumpet” by Rick’s novel. However, that seemed to be something that a young woman did to Kuai Han? Now it has not only been exchanged, but the woman has also been replaced by a man.

Rick shook all over, as if he had thought of something extremely terrible, could he...

"Haha, me, did I go to the wrong room?" Rick said, haha, the world is getting worse!

"Brother Rick, you're right, haha, you're missing here!" Rick was about to turn around and go out when his bold voice rang out from the sweat opposite.

Rick was stunned! He didn't seem to know a few people these days on Earth? Why did this big man who looked like a glass on the opposite side still know him in love?

After a closer look at the appearance of the man who stood up, Rick laughed and said, "Haha. It turns out to be Brother Zhang Zhuang! I didn't expect that you said you came to Jinghua University before. I almost forgot. Now it's even more coincidental that I'm in the same dormitory. Well, are you?"

In the end, Rick was very proud. He didn't expect that the grandson of the head of Longhu Mountain was so good that he sipped this. The world was really bad. Even the Taoist priests who caught ghosts had this taste...

Zhang Zhuang's face turned awkward, as if he was thinking about Rick's meaning, and quickly ruthlessly said, "Brother Rick. Don't get me wrong. This friend has bad legs and feet. The massage technique I passed on from my family has the effect of rejuvenating meridians and relaxing collaterals. I asked him to sit and massage him. Don't think of going to other places!"

Rick nodded, thinking that's what it should be, but the guy sitting there has the potential to be a novice face. If Rick hadn't known Zhang Zhuang before and knew Zhang Zhuang's personality, he wouldn't have thought of that kind of place.

"Oh. I forgot to introduce it first, Brother Mao. This is Rick from Yushanfeng! Brother Rick, this is Mao Zhengqing Mao from Maoshan School, and the one on the bed is Feng Yugui, Brother Feng! From now on, we will be classmates and brothers in the same dormitory! Haha!" Zhang Zhuang scratched his head and said.

Mao Zhengqing sat up from the seat with a smile, and first hit Ji Shou with a strange look at Rick. He was wearing a modern suit. Ji Shou was extremely weird and said with a smile: "If I guess correctly, Brother Rick should be the head of the Yushen Sect, haha."

Rick frowned and felt something was wrong. Seeing Rick frowning, Mao Zhengqing quickly frowned and hurriedly explained: "Brother Rick, don't mind or doubt anything. I only learned about Brother Rick from the Yushen Peak from Brother Zhang Zhuang's words. Don't think I was sent by those old guys. They don't know that Brother Rick is here. We will be roommates in the future, so there is no need to suspect this."

Originally, Rick was a little doubtful that he had entered the trap of several sects? He could only let go of Mao Zhengqing's explanation. As a result, Rick believed that the people in Longhushan would not dare to tell their origins. The Maoshan Sect might know that there was the Yushen Sect, but he should not know that there was Rick. Only Mao Zhengqing's explanation was qualified.

Rick smiled and said without mind: "Since Brother Mao said that, I'm at ease. To be honest, I've been looking for me so many flies recently, so I have to be careful. If you even have to get into this college life, it would be really bad!"

"Okay!" Rick just finished speaking, Feng Yugui, who was lying on the bed and ignored the movements below, finally spoke. He cheered for Rick's words. "I like people like Rick brothers. If this college life is merciless, it would be really boring. Originally, my family asked me to go to the magic department, but I came to the ancient martial arts department and would do it according to my own!"

Feng Yugui jumped off the bed, but when the two-meter-high combination bed reached the ground, it was as light as a feather as a ghost.

Rick's surprise flashed by. If Rick read correctly, this trick was not the trick of the ghost of the Yinhun Sect. When he thought about the situation in the dormitory, he was the God of the Shensect, Zhang Zhuang was the Dragon and Tiger Sect, and Mao Zhengqing was the Maoshan Sect. Feng Yugui in front of him seemed to be the Yinhun Sect. These are all the children of the sects who are very good at playing tricks!

Is this tmd still a dormitory? It's like four bulls with noses facing the sky, and their ghost energy is extremely dark!

I will pay silence for the students near the August 18th dormitory in the future. I will definitely encounter all kinds of ghosts and be disturbed by ghosts in the future.

Salute to all the great masters who are fighting against the dark night!

Feng Yu returned to the bed but made Rick feel a flash of admiration in his eyes.

Although Rick had noticed that he was lying on the combination bed and was looking at Feng Yugui with an unknown book, he could only see Feng Yugui's eyes due to his vision and angle. Now that Feng Yugui was about to go to the ground, Rick found that Feng Yugui was dressed in a Taoist dress, which was very different from the visual feeling of the Yinhun Sect who imagined that he was not in the right way.

But Feng Yuguiyi was 1.75 meters tall and handsome. What is most strange is that when Feng Yuguiyi appeared in Taoist suit, although the visual feeling was very different from imagination, it made ordinary people feel extremely suitable, and it seemed that this was the case.

Looking closer, Feng Yugui felt a different feeling of immortality.

"Rick, the God-Sect!"

"Feng Yu returns to the Yinhun Sect!"

Rick and Feng Yugui watched each other for a few seconds, and laughed loudly, thinking that the other party had something worth making friends with!

Mao Zhengqing next to him was a little surprised. Although he guessed Rick's identity, he did not guess Feng Yugui's origin because he did not understand the Yinhun Sect of Yushen Sect. He only thought he was an ordinary master of martial arts and martial arts. He realized it only when Feng Yu himself told the source of the sect. Although the older generation seemed to have some entanglements with Yinhun Sect, this had little to do with him. Mao Zhengqing. He listened to Feng Yugui's words and also made friends.

Mao Zhengqing waited until Rick and the others stopped smiling, and said, "Okay, Rick and Feng Yu are together. Why do we four people seem to have become four bulls' noses?"

Hearing Mao Zhengqing's humorous words, Rick also said meaningfully: "Indeed! Not only are the four bulls gathered together, but they are also gloomy in ghosts?"

Zhang Zhuang also interrupted unwillingly and said, "Hehe, Brother Rick, what did you say about this? We are catching ghosts, so where does the ghost spirit come from? Can there be any ghosts coming to hit us? "

What is this saying?

Rick, Feng Yugui and Mao Zhengqing looked at each other and smiled. It seemed that everyone knew Zhang Zhuang's interesting personality. Catching ghosts is catching ghosts, but they were afraid that others would say that we are so ghostly, hehe...

The four of them finally arrived. Seeing that the three of them were all big and small bags, some of them had not been arranged yet, they were not afraid that the three of them would be jealous, so they immediately threw out a lot of utensils from the space ring. Originally, Rick just wanted to see what the university dormitory was like. Although they bought these things, it was just a process and they didn't plan to actually live here.

However, now that I have discovered the interesting situation in the August 18th dormitory, Rick really wants to live here more in the future. This is a rare gathering! Originally, the four families were all disciples of elite sects in this industry, so it was really not easy to gather together. Even if the Yushen Sect and the Dragon and Tiger Sect are in their origins, Rick and Zhang Zhuang were originally just ordinary friends.

But now the four of them are gathered together for various reasons, and no matter why they meet so by chance, this fate alone is enough for the four of them to cherish!

Feng Yugui was not surprised to see many bedding and student life utensils appearing inexplicably on Rick's hand. If he became the leader of the Yinhun Sect now, he would believe that these things would not be missing. After all, it would be too cold for a sect to have no space-like magic weapons. Although even an ancient sect like Yinhun is only the sect leader and two mysterious elders have this space magic weapon, and there are really few other emerging sects that can be used.

Zhang Zhuang, this young man, didn't know what was going on, but Mao Zhengqing looked jealous and confessed directly: "I said Lao Chen, you are so rich! It's true that he is the leader of a sect. Tsk tsk, my uncle doesn't even have a decent storage magic weapon. Tsk tsk, you have taken so many things out, I'm afraid the storage space is large enough. Why, shouldn't you be rich? Hum?"

Rick smiled slightly and said, "Okay! I'm afraid of you, what's the point of choosing a hotel for you tonight? Is that fun?"

"Is this what you said?" Mao Zhengqing's face was happy. He was really poor in Maoshan. Because he was not as good as a yellow-level expert, although he had many disciples, he didn't spend much money. Even if he, a direct disciple, had no money to spend, and with Rick, who was willing to be a big boss, Mao Zhengqing was so happy!

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At the same time, in the office of the dean of the Ancient Martial Arts School of Jinghua University, Liu Fangzheng, a civil servant dean from the Ancient Martial Arts School of Jinghua University, respectfully reported to the white-clothed masked man who occupied his seat.
Chapter completed!