Peerless Taoist

"Younger martial brother, you can't joke." Sheng Yinyin quickly pushed the waist token back to Lu Yu's hand.

In Bailu academy, it is a great sin for ordinary external disciples to dare to appear internal disciples.

Not to mention pretending to be a lecturer.

Lu Yu shook his head. It seems that this lecturer status is not good, but like a trouble.

Because of his age and state, few people believe that he is a lecturer.

"Hey hey, I was going to have a rest, but I didn't expect such an interesting thing." a strange voice came from Lu Yu's side.

It turned out that it was the white disciple who was just dozing off. He had stood up and walked over.

"Show me your waist token." the disciple in white stretched out his hand directly and snatched the waist token from Sheng Yinyin's hand.

The white disciple just glanced at the waist token, looked up and down at Lu Yu, and said coldly, "it's very similar. Where did you copy this waist token?"

Lu Yu said faintly, "you'd better see if it's fake."

The disciple in white sneered and said, "I still need to see? You are only a friar in Huagang territory. Are you qualified to teach disciples?"

"So, teaching in Bailu academy depends on the realm?" Lu Yu asked.

The disciple in White said proudly behind his hands, "I'm not talented. Now I'm a disciple of the inner gate of the cultivation tower. If you want to fake, you have to have matching strength. Do you really think others are fools?"

After that, the white disciple shook his head again: "forget it, talking to people like you is a waste of my time."

"What happened?"

Just then, from the top of the cultivation tower, a dignified middle-aged man came down.

"Steward, there's a kid here who swindles with a fake waist token, but I've seen through it." the white disciple said triumphantly.

This middle-aged man is in charge of the cultivation tower.

Hearing the speech, the steward frowned and said, "what else? Show me that waist token."

The disciple in white handed the waist token to the steward. He glanced at Lu Yu with a sneer at the corners of his mouth.

He is still waiting to see Lu Yu's jokes.

The steward picked up his waist token and looked at it carefully for a moment. His eyes gradually became solemn.

He put the waist token on an array, and the array immediately burst into a purple light.

"Steward, this boy dares to pretend to be a lecturer and should be sent to the discipline hall. It's definitely a great achievement!" the white disciple continued to talk.

"Shut up!" the steward yelled and directly interrupted the white disciple.

The steward came to Lu Yu and said respectfully, "this lecturer, I'm not good at discipline my subordinates. Please."

Lu Yu waved his hand: "it's all right. I want the top cultivation room for ten days. There are 10000 here. Take them all."

The steward smiled and said, "it's too stingy to spend ten days. In this way, I'll make the decision and let the lecturer stay five more days."

The steward is a man who has seen the market.

The waist token is true, and the steward has heard that among the people who entered the White Deer academy this year, a young disciple was directly elected as a lecturer by the mountain head.

Naturally, we should make more friends with such arrogance.

"OK." Lu Yu nodded.

The disciple in white was surprised and said, "steward, don't be deceived by this boy. It's obviously false. He's just a Huagang territory..."

"Shut up!" the steward was angry. "From today on, you are transferred to the foreign affairs Pavilion. Don't bother me here!"

"What! This......" the disciple in white was stunned.

This job in the cultivation tower is a fat job, and countless people are salivating.

Now, no!