The origin of the magic way of magpie stepping on the branch

Chapter 4 I'm going down the mountain (1)

Fire spiritual power is innate spiritual power - level [-], which has not changed for many years. Even due to the suppression of the ice system, Donghuang Wujue can control less than [-]% of the level [-] spiritual power.

Turning his wrist, Donghuang Wujue tossed his robe back. The fine silver fabric reflected the stars in the setting sun.

Putting the jade pendant representing the qualification for the Central Academy's preliminary examination back into his purse, Donghuang Wujue walked towards the courtyard where Wujiya University taught.

Participating in the Central Academy's assessment is certainly important, but the assessment is still several months away. Now, she has more important things to do—for example, to leave Inorganic Cliff early.

Thinking back on the old things in his heart, before he knew it, Donghuang Wujue had arrived at the courtyard of the Great Coach.

Clearing his throat, he helped the hairpin on his bun, and Donghuang Wujue walked into the courtyard.

In fact, Wujiya's great coach was originally Donghuang Wujue's grandfather, the best friend of Donghuang General, but Donghuang Wujue was stubborn and active when he was young. The big coach didn't know where to go after a face-to-face meeting.

Therefore, when Donghuangwujue was sent to Wujiya, he failed to recognize the big coach. This annoyed the big coach who loved Donghuangwujue very much and carefully prepared gifts every year for Donghuangwujue's birthday. After tossing about Donghuang Wujue for a long time, even Prince Lu Han was repaired.

Thinking about the past, Donghuang Wujue couldn't help shaking his head, it's really "Things of a feather flock together, and people are divided into groups", the temperament of the big coach is exactly the same as that of his grandfather, and I don't know how the two met when they were young.

Stepping into the courtyard, there is only a sycamore tree planted in the southeast corner of the huge courtyard. This sycamore tree is quite old, and its trunk is so thick that three or four adult men may not be able to hug it together.

It seems that someone is coming, the branches and leaves of the sycamore tree move without wind, and the emerald green leaves give people a feeling of vitality even in the evening.

Accompanied by the sound of yawning, a short, ruddy old man came out of the house under the plane tree.

He must have been drunk the day before and slept until this time. The old man squinted his eyes contentedly, and stroked his long white beard with his hand.

Donghuang Wujue happily called out: "Great Coach!"

"Huh?" Seeing the unfilial daughter who was running towards him and trying to hug him, the coach Youran was completely shattered. With a few quick steps, he avoided the arms of Donghuang Wujue, and promptly put his Huzi was rescued from the hands of Donghuang Wujue who wanted to hug him but failed, so he grabbed his beard instead.

Standing three meters away from Donghuang Wujue, the coach stroked his beard distressedly and thought to himself, luckily he was smart, otherwise his beard would have been tortured by this unfilial daughter today.

Clearing his throat, the big coach put his hands behind his back, and seeing the appearance of Donghuang Wujue, he understood the purpose of this unfilial girl's trip, thinking that this unfilial girl had thrown herself here for a mercenary mission last time. Ya has not come back to visit for several months.The big coach made up his mind that he had to take on Joe today, and he couldn't let this unfilial daughter get what she wanted.

(End of this chapter)