In such a remote place locates such a spectacular academy, which is amazing.

Even if its entrance is also magnificent with two stone beasts on both sides. They are majestic and powerful with their waving claws. At the gate, there are four soldiers dressed in military uniforms with real guns.

They look solemn and serious.

Everyone who sees this scene will remember these two words.

Those tourists who are received from Mount Duanlong to the Cultivation Academy, while passing through the gate, are involuntarily shocked, and they become respectful.

Even if they simply don’t know what it is, what they are here for, it is subconscious behavior.

After everyone enters the academy, they are arranged to have meals in the cafeteria.

There is a man in a black gown who walks to the front of the crowd. He smiles and says, “These days, you were scared in Mount Duanlong. I’m afraid there is no chance to eat something delicious in the mountains. Now everyone first has a full meal, then check in, OK?”

The cafeteria is very large and empty, and everyone is scattered, but every word that the black-shirt man says is heard by all the people even if the man doesn’t use a loudspeaker.

It sounds a little odd. After the man said those words, everyone feels the man is a tourist guide and they are participating in a tour group.

“What is this place?” A middle-aged man says with bold courage.

“Yeah, we have to go home!” Someone spoke, and naturally, there are followers.

“Why are you arresting us?”

Soon, the quiet cafeteria becomes a noisy vegetable market.

Everyone starts asking questions, and the questions they’ve asked must be repeated hundreds of times.

Not only that black man but Gao Ge also can’t hear clearly what they are saying.

When the man in the black shirt reached out his palms and waves down, everyone quickly is quiet.

Those who are still noisy do not know why they are silence suddenly as if their throats are caught by some strange force.

“Of course you want to go home, but before that, you need to stay here for a few days,” the man in the black shirt says calmly.

“You must tell me why,” someone shouts.

“Why? You’ll soon know, but not now. In short, please take your time and wait a minute,” the black man says with a smile.

Hearing what he said, the crowd doesn’t say anything anymore.

Partly because these people who came out of Mount Duanlong do not feel that there is any danger here.

Partly because they don’t dare to look for trouble as they are covered by the mental aura the black shirt man releases.

The mental aura can’t be seen and touched, but it really exists.

Gao Ge doesn’t feel worried at all. He just eats and drinks, and not to think about it.

And so does Xia Lu.

In the eyes of others, they are confused about what will happen here. They know nothing about here, so they naturally feel worried, even if Yue Xincheng asks Gao Ge more than once, will they be cut into slices by the country?

After the man in the black shirt left, in the canteen, there are sobs.

“They should have been happy and lucky,” Xia Lu sighs.

It’s true, in Gao Ge’s view. These people should have felt lucky and happy when they were in the secret realm of Mount Duanlong.

Of course, on this issue, Gao Ge is not qualified to criticize them. After all, he is different from everyone. He is a prophet, as it is in the current situation.

After having meals in the cafeteria, they are taken to the dormitory.

In fact, at this time, there are already many students and teachers in the Cultivation Academy, and their identities are very special.

The students look very young, and each of them looks at the crowd with a suspicious look. Perhaps they don’t understand why there are so many strangers in the Academy.

Most of these students are ancient martial artists who have been cultivated since childhood, and some of them are from the ancient martial arts families or the outstanding of the immortal cultivation schools. The latter is a way of recruiting, and Gao Ge knows that, so he doesn’t feel curious.

The expression on Xia Lu’s face shows that she is very yearning for this, but the number of cultivators recruited by the ancient martial arts in Huaxia every year is very limited.

Even Xia Lu can’t get in. You must know how strong those who can enter the Cultivation Academy are.

Lying in the dormitory, Gao Ge closes his eyes and is ready to sleep.

Yue Xincheng sits at Gao Ge’s bed and asks, “Boss, are you really not worried?”

“Why should I be worried?” Gao Ge sits up and asks. He blinks his eyes.

“How long do we need to stay here?” Yue Xincheng asks.

Gao Ge smiles and says: “We can go back soon, but we have to come back at once.”

“Come back?” Yue Xincheng is stunned and asks, “What are we going to do?”

“This is a school, we are back, of course, to go to class,” Gao Ge says.

“Why are we going to go to class here?”

Gao Ge closes his eyes again.

At present, he can’t explain more and let him understand. To be honest, communicating with Yue Xincheng is really a very heart-wrenching thing…

At this time, there is a knock on the door.

Gao Ge takes a glimpse at Yue Xincheng, Yue Xincheng immediately plays the role of a follower and goes to open the door.

The door opens and a middle-aged man comes in.

Gao Ge gets up from the bed.

“Young men, sit down please,” the middle-aged man says.

Gao Ge and Yue Xincheng immediately sit down and prepare to be at the mercy of the man.

“Give me your hand,” the man says to Yue Xincheng.

Although Yue Xincheng doesn’t know why he still reaches his hand over.

The man grabs the wrist of Yue Xincheng, and suddenly a force begins to explore along his arm.

Gao Ge understands.

The man is testing the qualification and checking how many of martial meridians have they opened.

But for a moment, the expression on the face of the middle-aged man quickly became wonderful.

“How… how is this possible?”

Yue Xincheng is stunned, while Gao Ge is very happy.

He has already tested Yue Xincheng’s martial meridians before, and naturally, he knows why the man is surprised.

At this point, Gao Ge really wants to put his hands on his shoulders, gently pluck his head, and quietly asks:

“Do you feel surprised?”

“Do you feel excited?”