"From your accent, are you from Liangzhou?"
Feng Ziyu asked softly while staring intently at the course content on the jade light screen.
"The teacher is great and the students are from Baizhen City, Liangzhou."
"Baizhen City?"
As soon as he heard about Baizhen City, Feng Ziyu suddenly had a strange look in his eyes, and then looked at Qingyun carefully for a while, and then asked again:
"Are you from the Chang family? Oh no, it's from the Long family!"
"Holy shit, you know all this? Have you become an immortal?"
Although he was sitting upright and did not dare to look directly, Qingyun, who lowered his head, still stared at his thigh in shock and exclaimed in his heart.
"Yes...the teacher has a keen eye."
"Why isn't your surname Long?"
Qingyun could feel that Feng Ziyu was staring at him curiously, but he really didn't want to explain this question anymore, so he had to say:
"I asked the head of the Long family to buy it."
"lie!"
Feng Ziyu's tone seemed a little unkind.
"Long Pangui loves money but is not greedy for it. He can't sell Zhijing Dongtian's discipleship easily. If you ask Chang Xu to buy it, I believe it. However, the Chang family and Zhijing Dongtian rarely interact with each other, and they are not worthy of opening a back door. Son."
Qingyun was on pins and needles immediately after saying these words. Could it be that this teacher had also met the heads of the Long and Chang families? Why do you seem to know the temperament of these two people so well?
With a thought in his mind, Qingyun lowered his head and said nonsense without changing his expression:
"How dare a student lie in front of the teacher? I accidentally saved one of the four young masters of the Long family from the Chang family. Senior Long gave me this place in gratitude. Of course, the place is too precious, and I have to pay a price. "
"Oh? What else happened? Who did you save?"
"The dragon composes poetry."
The young master originally planned to just say it was Long Qingdi, but then he thought about it. Since Fu Shi came here with him, if his household registration was really checked by "Teacher Feng", he would at least have personal identification.
So he changed the heroine of the story into a poem written by a dragon.
"Dragon composes poetry?"
"It's absolutely true. If you don't believe it, teacher, you can ask the head of the Long family."
At this point, Qingyun raised his head and looked directly at Feng Ziyu beside him for the first time. His warm and moist eyes were full of sincerity, and he also found that Feng Ziyu's eyes were full of weirdness when he stared at him.
But this glance made Feng Ziyu, who was staring at him, turn red. Then he lowered his head and looked at his jade token again. Qingyun couldn't help but think:
"Isn't this Teacher Feng really a sissy?"
At this moment, Qingyun frowned, and immediately blocked the back of his neck with his right hand at a speed that was invisible to the naked eye, and then there was a low-grade spiritual stone the size of a fingernail in his hand.
"It seems that you are very popular. Someone gave you money early in the morning."
After regaining his composure, Feng Ziyu looked at Qingyun with eyes that seemed to be filled with deep meaning, and he chuckled and teased.
"The teacher was joking. I don't know why he offended those old students."
The young man narrowed his eyes but still didn't look back. As a matter of fact, one thing should only be done in three matters. When he was out and about, he would still choose to tolerate it if he could.
"Oh, it doesn't matter, class is about to start, they don't dare to mess around."
"Yes, congratulations to Teacher Feng."
Qingyun quickly straightened his sitting posture and said sincerely.
"Haha~"
Qingyun's respectful attitude made Feng Ziyu rarely laugh out loud, and his voice was no longer neutral but somewhat feminine. Hearing this, the young man's hair stood on end and he was confused.
But the next moment, his handsome face became as colorful as a rainbow after the rain.
First it turns from white to red, then from red to green, then from green to green, and finally it turns black like the bottom of a pot.
Because as Feng Ziyu's laughter gradually died down, Qingyun saw an old man with a bright head and a face that looked more than two hundred years old, holding a yellowed ancient book in his hands, slowly walking in from the door with a trembling speed. The turtle is not much faster.
The old man was wearing a "robe" that was as "yellow" as the book in his hand. The yellow color was because it seemed to be stained with the juices of various spiritual materials and plants, which eventually blended into the color of stains.
As for his length, it was mainly because he was too old. His thin and shriveled body could no longer hold up his clothes, and his robes were stretched on the ground for a long time.
The old man's two white eyebrows hang to the corners of his lips. His cloudy eyes can only open two paper-thin lines. I don't know if they can still be seen. Even so, he still doesn't look particularly kind and kind.
And since the old man entered the classroom, Qingyun could clearly feel that almost all the students in the back row immediately held their breath and concentrated. There was no longer any sign of play, and they were surprisingly quiet.
Except Feng Ziyu beside him was still laughing quietly.
When the old man climbed up the stairs and sat in the middle of the podium, the young master first looked at him, and then at Feng Ziyu who was covering his mouth. He was already thinking about killing this sissy.
"Good student, pay attention in class and don't look around."
Feng Ziyu turned off the light curtain, then put away the jade token and whispered.
"I love you, uncle!"
The young master cursed in his heart with anger.
"Ahem, let me introduce myself, Feng Ziyu, a disciple of Jiangyundong."
Smiling brightly at Qingyun, he revealed a pair of white teeth as white as shells, and his appearance could be called a beautiful one.
Taking a deep breath, Qingyun tried his best to suppress the urge in his heart to stew the pretty boy, and squeezed out a few words through his teeth:
"Why do you live on the other side?"
"secret!"
"Believe it or not, I will kill you!"
The young master's eyes can already eat people. He found that since he came to Jiangyun Cave, his ability to recognize people seemed to be plummeting.
"Do not believe!"
Feng Ziyu smiled brightly again, but just when Qingyun was about to speak, the teacher on the podium, who had hardly been alive for a few years, patted the podium heavily with his book, closed his eyes slightly, and said in anger:
"You, a freshman, have no rules. How can you make loud noises in class? Also, why do you have to sit in the front row? Go to the back!"
The old man's voice was unlike his old appearance, and it sounded unusually loud even in an empty classroom.
"Holy shit, this sissy is the one who keeps talking!"
The young man shouted silently with his eyes, but the old man above him ignored him at all. I don't know if he was pretending to be deaf or really blind.
"What are you looking at? Go to the back when I ask you to!"
"yes…"
Helpless, people had to lower their heads under the eaves. Although the coffin board of the old man above had basically covered his head, the opponent's aura was so powerful that it could shake the entire school, reminding everyone.
Wind-controlling realm!
A super alchemist in the wind control realm!
Alchemists of this level don't even dare to offend the big bosses of Guiling Realm, otherwise the consequences will be immeasurable!
Even Yan Shi, the world-famous one-handed medicine king, is only in the wind control realm!
Of course, his actual lifespan is far longer than that of many people who have returned to the spiritual stage or even achieved perfection. This is inseparable from his extremely high attainments in alchemy.
Just as Qingyun stood up, Feng Ziyu beside him laughed again, sat still, clasped his fists at the teacher above him and said:
"Mr. Fei, this junior has a good character. The students feel that having him by their side can complement each other and confirm what they have learned."
"Okay, now that Ziyu has spoken, just sit down and listen to the lecture carefully, and don't neglect your practice."
"Yes, students understand."
After hearing this, the young master stood up and bowed respectfully to the lecturer known as "Fei Lao" before sitting down again.
Even though Qingyun's face didn't seem to have changed much, many questions came to his mind over and over again.
First of all, who is this sissy? Is she still a top student? How much face do you have to give even a strong person in the wind control realm?
Secondly, it is said that today’s lecture is about the introduction to alchemy. Is it necessary for a super alchemist from the Wind Control Realm to teach this kind of basic course?
Finally, looking back now, what Yingwula meant by pulling him was to remind him not to get close to Feng Ziyu, and Fei Lao also asked him to sit back...
However, Feng Ziyu didn't give Qingyun much time to think about it. After he sat down, he leaned towards him again and joked:
"Good student, please give me more advice in the future!"
As he spoke, Qingyun could even smell the faint fragrance of powder on the other party's body, and his skin suddenly rose. He was sitting under the old man's nose, and he didn't dare to make any rash move.
Seeing Qingyun's sullen face and motionless, Feng Ziyu raised his eyebrows and stopped talking, while Fei Lao had time to make himself a pot of spiritual tea on the podium. After a long while, he opened the book like a snail. Bring ancient books.
"Today I will give you an introduction to alchemy."
"Thank you, Mr. Fei!"
Everyone in the back row shouted at the same time, and the young master quietly turned to Feng Ziyu beside him, activating his jade card in the same way.
"At first glance, these disciples are not freshmen who have just entered school. How come they all come to Jiangyun Cave to take basic courses?"
When he read the lecture notes in detail, Qingyun was also confused. He didn't believe that he had to make up for the introduction to alchemy.
"Alchemy and cauldron originated from human monks. In ancient times, it was also called external alchemy. Its foundation is to borrow the creation of heaven and earth to make up for the monks' deficiencies. Due to the changes in the laws of heaven and earth, human monks had already Abandoned the practice of inner alchemy..."
Although Mr. Fei opened the textbook when he was giving a lecture, he did not even look at it. He raised his head to the sky, quite like an old scholar. Qingyun listened with fascination.
"External alchemy and inner alchemy, I have heard Xiaoqi mention these, and my purple gold poison elixir is the same as the demon cultivator, retaining the ancient method from the previous life."
While listening carefully to Fei Lao's opening introduction, Qingyun thought silently in his heart.
From the grand opening to the luxuriant details, including the development process of the entire Dan Ding Alliance, Fei Lao talked for about two hours, and this was his extremely streamlined version.
"Although the popularity of external alchemy is in line with God's will, it also has huge drawbacks. For example, alchemists like us seem to have a high status and are admired by everyone. However, I have spent my entire life and have not refined a single soul that can instantly become an immortal. There is a cycle of cause and effect in elixirs. I hope you can think carefully about them and don't insist on going your own way."
"Follow Mr. Fei's teachings!"
All the disciples agreed in unison.
"This Mr. Fei is really interesting. Zhijing Cave Heaven is open to enroll students, but he advises people not to learn alchemy."
When it was finally time to get to the main topic, the old man gave the students a heads-up in advance, which made the young master quietly speechless.
"Oh, I must like to listen to Mr. Fei's poems in class. He actually spent most of the time telling stories."
