Chapter 59: Gulan Academy

Qin Ming got off the train and looked at the Gulan City Station with huge crowds.
It is not the first time that he has come to Gulan City. He has followed his parents to play here several times before, so he is not too unfamiliar.
Squeeze out of the station along the flow of people and get on a city train.
"Welcome to Gulan City. Train 1024 is about to depart. Please take a seat."
An electronic sound came out from the train broadcast.
If you look at the front of the car, you will find that the city train has no driver and is completely driverless.
When he came to Gulan City for the first time and saw such an unmanned train on the ground, Qin Ming would still feel very strange.
But with the development of Shanze City in recent years, the city trains have gradually opened up, and this novelty quickly disappeared.
It's natural to get used to sitting too much.
The train has only one long carriage, so it runs smoothly on the city road.
Qin Ming looked at the strange scenery outside the window, thinking about many things.
For the first time away from my parents and to a brand new city, my mood will inevitably be a bit complicated.
There are both yearning for college training, but also feeling confused about the uncertain future.
During this time, the people and things he came into contact with were gradually changing.
Gu's brothers and sisters, reformers, mysterious organizations, Ye Wen-senpai, Si Xiangming who works in the Security Bureau, etc.
The otherwise ordinary and peaceful life seems to have ceased to exist.
Qin Ming knew that this was not accidental, it was that he himself had become extraordinary, and events that ordinary people could not touch would come in one after another.
In the classroom, after using the login device to become a ghost and travel to another world for the first time, he was mentally prepared to face all the weirdness in the future.
Although they are in the same world, the world that ordinary people and cultivators see is completely different.
The road to practice is bound to be bumpy and dangerous, and it is not surprising that you accidentally end up dead.
I thought that going to the martial arts academy should focus on studying and practicing, but when he saw Ye Wen fighting on the train, he suddenly felt that the academy life was a little different from what he thought.
Most of the news reports on the Martial Arts Academy are positive. Every year, talented students rise strongly, unnamed dark horses enter the scene indiscriminately, and graduate students quickly become the powerful and powerful, etc., which attract the envy of countless young people.
However, there are often reports on the Internet that there are also many incidents of sudden death of martial arts students, and the reasons are various, and it is not clear whether it is true or false.
Some parents may worry about their children, but in fact in this age of martial arts, even ordinary people are not safe.
Once involved in the battle of cultivators, there is no room for resistance and can only be slaughtered.
Again, if you want to take life and death in your own hands, you can only grow stronger through cultivation.
In fact, compared to the cultivators who entered the forest of the strong after graduation, the students in their student days have a much safer path to practice because they have the protection of the college.
The dangers are all relative.
"Passengers, the next stop of the school park is about to arrive. Please prepare for those who are going to get off."
Two hours later, the train broadcasted.
Qin Ming knew that he was finally entering Gu Lan Academy.
Looking far away through the car window, in a tall building complex, you can see a touch of snow-white tower peaks.
He had learned about Gulan Academy on the Internet before, and he had also seen a panoramic picture of Gulan Academy.
The white tower building is unique to Gulan Academy, and it is obviously Gulan Academy there.
When the train arrived, Qin Ming dragged his suitcase and walked slowly towards Gu Lan Academy.
Gradually, the white building began to show up in front of him from a distance, stretching for several kilometers, without seeing the end at a glance.
"It's so big." Qin Ming sighed secretly, seeing this with his own eyes is completely different from seeing it on the photo.
Huge stone statues, wide school gates, and white stone pillars tens of meters high are full of simple and atmospheric reliefs.
Just getting closer, you can feel the majestic feeling over your face.
At this time the door was open, and there was a red couplet hanging horizontally above it, with a few characters welcoming new students.
Although it is summer vacation, many students still enter and exit the school.
Among them, there are not many freshmen like him, with excited smiles on their faces, and they walk into the school gate with their respective luggage.
For them, even though the training camp makes them feel uncomfortable, they can officially start practicing as soon as they think about it. It is absolutely impossible to say that they don't expect it.
"Little classmate, show your ID."
At the school gate, an old guardian beckoned to Qin Ming.
These days, freshmen have come to report one after another. In order to prevent some people with ulterior motives from coming in, the college will naturally take care of it.
Students who are not from this school cannot enter and leave the college at will.
Qin Ming handed over his ID card honestly.
"Little classmate is a new student this year. It's great. You will grow up here soon." The old man smiled wrinkly, and the lines on his forehead were almost able to trap mosquitoes.
The words were very gentle and kind.
"Uncle, where is the report?" Qin Ming asked.
"You'll know when you go in, and someone from the Student Union will take you there." After confirming that the identity information was correct, the old man said with a smile, and handed back his ID.
Qin Ming nodded, thanked him, and crossed the school gate.
At first sight is a huge square.
Colorful flowers decorate the square beautifully. In the center is a large fountain. In the middle of the fountain is a huge stone sword. The blade seems to be submerged in the ground, and the hilt is pointed directly at the sky.
Although the body is huge, it can be seen that it was made by a famous artist, and the carvings are very fine, and the carved lines on the hilt and blade are clearly visible.
Stopped and watched, as if I could feel the weight and fierceness of this sword.
Qin Ming felt that it would not be too much to treat this as a tourist attraction.
In the sky above the square, there are several hot air balloons hovering back and forth, and the words welcome new students are written on the hot air balloons.
This is quite festive, like a festive season.
At this time, many students gathered in the square, most of them were exchanging something.
"Classmate, are you a freshman here to report?" a tall man came to Qin Ming's side and asked.
"Yes." Qin Ming nodded and looked at the man.
Qin Ming is not short, but when he looks at this man, he still has to slightly raise his head to look at each other.
This is almost two meters tall, and he is wearing a short-sleeved shirt and a sturdy figure. At first glance, he is a practicing family.
"I'll take you there," the man said actively.
"My name is Zheng Ruihu, a second-year student in the martial arts department, and I am now a member of the student union, what about you, brother?"
"Qin Ming, from Shanze City, is now a freshman in the spirit system." Qin Ming replied while following the second-year senior.
"Hey, it's amazing to be admitted to the Spiritual Artifacts here. Gulan Academy has the highest enrollment threshold for Spiritual Artifacts over the years. People who can enter are not easy." Zheng Ruihu gave Qin Ming a thumbs up and praised Tao.
"Uh, the senior said and laughed." Qin Ming was still polite with his humble attitude when he first arrived.
"How about it, are you considering joining the student council in the future?" It seemed that Qin Ming was pleasing to the eye, and Zheng Ruihu suddenly asked, seeming to have a recommendation.
"Student Union?" Qin Ming was taken aback, but he hadn't considered this.
There are also student unions in high schools, but they are all student organizations that assist teachers in managing chores and organizing school activities. It doesn't have much sense of existence.
He didn't know what would happen to the students in Gulan Academy.