Chapter 117

The next day, a melodious and far-reaching bell pulled Gu Yun out of meditation. As soon as the bell fell, a grey robed disciple trotted over and shouted outside: "master, the new year ceremony is about to begin. His Highness the prince asked me to remind you not to miss the time."

Gu Yun frowned and obviously resisted the title, "well, I know."

Then, Gu Yun got up and simply cleaned up. When he was ready to go out, a beautiful voice came from the door, "master, today's new year's ceremony will wear unified clothes. I'll bring you the clothes."

Gu Yun helped his forehead, "come in, and don't call me master."

"Yes, master!" The servant girl pushed the door in.

Gu Yun: "

She buried her head, put her clothes on the desk, and withdrew. She was very well-trained.

The prince said that the new master didn't like others staring at her and touching her. Therefore, she always remembered and carefully avoided these taboos.

Gu Yun set his eyes on the uniform clothes of the holy land. Fortunately, the clothes are simple and not difficult to wear. Otherwise, Gu Yun will compete with his clothes today.

When Gu Yun arrived at the square, it was full of people. Looking at it, there were all the same holy domain disciples.

Not only new disciples, but also all formal disciples gathered here today and gathered into a vast sea of people.

The clothes of new disciples are different from those of formal disciples. The clothes of formal disciples are white robes with blue background and arrow sleeves, which are concise and neat.

The new disciples are blue robes with white background and wide sleeves. They look more like scholars.

However, some people dress up the scholar with a different taste. For example, Gu Yun, wearing everything has a kind of cold killing, which is not easy to provoke at first sight. Another example is mu Yixuan, who is covered with swords. He can't hide his clothes. Even if he wears the clothes of new disciples, he is not inferior to the formal disciples.

Of course, there is another kind, that is Si Qi. With his face of bringing disaster to the country and the people, any clothes look evil when controlled.

Someone went through the back door to avoid examination and mixed up a new disciple, which made people very jealous.

"Lonely cloud, here!" As soon as Gu Yun came over, Mu Yixuan saw her with sharp eyes and shouted quickly.

In this freshman assessment, Gu Yun was very famous, not only among the new disciples, but also among the formal disciples of the holy land.

Therefore, as soon as Gu Yun appeared, he was baptized by his eyes.

Gu Yun stepped over and stood in the column of Mu Yixuan.

"Gu Yun, I heard you lived in the Yao light hall. Is that true?" Oujie gossip asked, his face full of envy.

"Yao Guangdian?" Gu Yun doesn't understand.

"Oh, wrong. Now it's called qing'anju." Oujie quickly corrected.

Gu Yun nodded.

The envy on Oujie's face increased instead of decreased. When he was about to say something, suddenly, the surroundings became quiet. Everyone straightened up and looked in awe at a direction.

Oujie noticed something was wrong, shut up and looked over there with the crowd.

A golden light suddenly appeared in the cloudless sky. It quickly crossed and fell to the top of the crowd. Eleven people came out slowly from the golden light. They were Xuan raft and ten elders.

The Lord of the holy land doesn't look very old. He is about 30 years old and in his prime. He has a very white face, deep eyes and a tall nose. Unlike the green and handsome young people, his coldness brings a sense of vicissitudes of years.