Since the space was blocked by Zang Feng just now, the thunderous sound of fighting did not attract any attention from the outside world. Until Mr. Fei, the master, quietly left, few of the gangsters in the dormitory area paid attention.
The peach-faced Young Master Yu gave numerous warnings and threats, telling the young master and the others not to spread the word about "the overlord forcing his bow", otherwise he would be skinned and cramped, leaving Qingyun speechless.
Shutong, on the other hand, was still as bored as ever. He went wherever Feng Ziyu went, and then returned to the room with a sunny and handsome face.
When only Long Fushi and Alian were left in the room, the three of them stared at each other, looking at me and me, but for a moment no one said anything.
Qingyun felt a little guilty, and was also a little afraid of the consequences of the black villain erasing his memory, so he quickly asked:
"Are you guys okay?"
"Are you okay? Yunlang, what's wrong with you?"
The little fox looked innocent, and took the initiative to clean up the broken cups and dishes on the floor.
"It's true. After just squinting like this for a while, Ziyu actually ruined the room like this. Could it be possible that they would start fighting?"
Alian said to herself.
At this time, Long Fushi looked at the wooden table that had been broken into countless pieces, and raised his beautiful willow eyebrows, saying:
"It's weird, I don't seem to have drunk much! Why did I fall asleep? It seems like Zang Feng..."
At this point, Qingyun became even more panicked and quickly changed the subject:
"By the way, write poems. I am willing to admit defeat. The Wonderful Sound Furnace is yours!"
These words immediately interrupted her thoughts, and also made the white and red spring rose bloom even more brightly.
"Hehe, it's actually useless for me to want it. It's just a whim. You need it more than me."
"No, no, no, a gentleman promises a thousand pieces of gold, how can I be a repeating villain?"
The young man shook his head hurriedly.
"Yes, Sister Fu Shi, didn't you see that Mr. Fei is full of praise for your talent! Maybe you will have more fun here than Yun Lang in the future!"
The little fox advised while stuffing all the messy things into the empty treasure bag.
"Hmm...Okay, as long as I can help you, that's fine. Even if it doesn't help, I can make more elixirs and get credits for you."
She didn't dare to be careless about what Mr. Fei had mentioned in his mind before. She had never traveled far, and now that she had met powerful masters from all walks of life, she really shouldn't use such immature tricks as dubbing. .
If you want to help Qingyun, you should first refine the elixir honestly. Moreover, there are many books in the house, and it will take a lot of time to study them quietly.
"Haha, speaking of credits, Brother Shutong asked me for a wisp of Kirin Purple Qi. In return, he also gave me a hundred credits. If you want to borrow books in the future, you can still use them for a while."
Qingyun smiled and watched Long Fu poetry, his eyes full of tenderness.
"Tch, Yunlang, just remember Sister Fu Shi, what about me?"
"Okay, okay, just use it. Jiangyun City also has shops that sell credits, so just buy whatever you like!"
"Hehe, Yunlang is so nice."
Alian winked at Long Fu Shi with some pride, and the three of them looked at each other and smiled, saying nothing.
What makes Qingyun happy is that Long Fushi is smart, sharp and resourceful, but she is also a calm and kind-hearted woman. At midnight, she never forgets to contact the "Master Yuling" in the puzzled jade in order to find the tarsal bone erosion. An elixir for the heart to relax.
It's just that this jade spirit seems to be really angry. Since Baoyu broke into pieces, it has not ignored any of Long Fushi's calls. Qingyun can only comfort her and wait until the master's anger subsides.
The next morning, the young master finished washing up early and rushed to class. Although he had already been fasting, Long Fushi still prepared breakfast for Qingyun in different ways every day, which warmed his heart and stomach.
What surprised the young master was that he left early today, but there were already many students in the courtyard ready to go.
With a flash of thought, he remembered that yesterday the losers asked Yingwu to offer tea to Mr. Fei. The old man smiled and accepted it, and it seemed that he also opened a small back door for the disciples who wanted to get credits. He couldn't help but smile knowingly.
And not long after he walked, he saw the thin and tall man Yingwu dutifully guarding the door outside the courtyard.
"Everyone from Pan Long Ziyu to Shu Tong Fei seems to be familiar with this Yingwu. Who is he? If he has a noble status, how can he act like a servant all day long?"
The young man has thought about this problem many times, but he still has no clue. He also asked Yingwu insinuatingly, but Shoumagan didn't mention it at all.
The two of them just chatted about each other. After learning that Yan Jiu and the two were ready to be promoted to the two palaces, Yingwu's face suddenly showed an expression of being pardoned and surviving a disaster.
"How afraid of them are you?"
"Brother Yun, it's not like you don't know that these two seniors have extremely high attainments in alchemy and are extremely powerful. Yan Jiu's sinister moves are fatal, while Fang Cihang rarely makes any moves, but the bandages on his body plus the pungent... Everyone knows that poisonous gas is not to be messed with!"
"I think it's probably because some of you dandy boys often don't open their eyes, right?"
The young man joked with a smile.
"I'm not a playboy, I'm just a servant."
Yingwu scratched his head and said awkwardly.
"Oh? Servant? No way? Then how did you enroll in Jiangyundong?"
Qingyun Dashen followed the stick and asked questions quickly, but Yingwu covered his mouth and started rambling, so he didn't ask any more questions.
When the two arrived in front of the school building, Qingyun discovered that the students looked at him in a very similar way to the disciples in the dormitory area. Even many students from other caves looked a little curious and awed. They must have heard about the Pan family. Returning in vain and Fei Lao's protection.
After entering the classroom, the young master secretly said again that it was true.
I saw that the huge classroom had been renovated, and there was no trace of the mess caused by yesterday's fight. Even the tables, chairs and benches in the back row had been painted and replaced, which clearly showed Fei Lao's intimidation to Pan Yueren.
"It seems that Pan Yueren is very likely to know Mr. Fei's true strength."
Qingyun speculated.
In fact, the Pan family was so powerful that Pan Lingnian and Pan Yueren may not have been implicated in any way, but Sun Jiazhen, who was used as a gunman, was not so lucky. What awaited him was not just a simple end like dismissal and investigation.
Of course, Qingyun naturally knew nothing about all this.
I don’t know if there was some news, but the attendance in the classroom today can be described as overcrowded. In addition to most of the disciples from Jiangyundong, there are also many other students in different clothes.
The young master thought for a while and still sat in the first row as expected, so as not to cause trouble when Feng Ziyu came later.
When Young Master Yu swaggered into the classroom and sat down next to him, it was already not far from class. Taking advantage of the gap before Mr. Fei came, Qingyun asked Shutong where he had gone.
"He said that Mr. Fei came to him and asked him to go back to Xingzhi Palace to do something."
"What's going on?"
"How do I know? Why do you ask me? What does it have to do with where he goes?"
Feng Ziyu rolled his eyes at Qingyun angrily, took out the jade flute and stabbed him hard in the waist.
"Mad, if it weren't for the fact that you are a woman, I would definitely beat you into a pig's head!"
The young man gritted his teeth, not wanting to think about how much he weighed.
When the time came, Fei Lao staggered in on time. His old face, which could be said to have been ravaged to the point of being miserable by time, showed no emotion, as if Pan Yueren and the Immortal Punishment had never appeared yesterday.
The old man didn't even look at Qingyun in the front row, he just smiled softly and said:
"Haha, as soon as I said there were credits for starting classes, the number of students today doubled?"
Hearing this, the students all turned slightly red, but no one dared to say a word.
After all, in Zhijing Cave, which seems to respect teachers very much, the alchemist who teaches has a very high status and honor, let alone a figure like the ancestor Fei Lao.
Soon, after the old man brewed a pot of spiritual tea for himself step by step, he officially started today's lecture.
The sharp-eyed students discovered that Fei Lao was taking tea leaves from the cloth bag today, and those disciples who knew something about the old man's character were even more grateful.
As the course slowly progressed, the young man's expression remained unchanged, but he began to have doubts in his heart.
"What Mr. Fei taught today was actually an introductory course on the cultivation of spiritual plants. Is it to make it easier for me to farm?"
Of course, doubts are doubts. After being beaten by Mr. Fei a few days ago, Qingyun did not dare to slack off in class discipline.
Similarly, Mr. Fei still teaches in the morning and asks questions in the afternoon. In fact, there is not much to teach about the cultivation of spiritual plants. It is more about practice like alchemy.
Of course, if you don't understand or want to broaden your knowledge, Mr. Fei finally listed many related books for his disciples to search and borrow.
"Hey, I didn't bother to read the alchemy history I borrowed the day before yesterday, and now I've added so many more. I'm sorry for the credits I just got!"
When Qingyun came to the library, he discovered that the one who was even more vomiting blood was still behind.
It turns out that these books named by Mr. Fei are actually worth a lot of money, but Long Fushi had already said in the night that he could no longer be bold enough to use confusion, so the young master had no choice but to bite the bullet and spent almost all the hundred and ten credits he had, and then he All the book rubbings are in the bag.
Because Mr. Fei specially told him before leaving get out of class:
"If you pass the old man's test at the end of the month, your credits will be very impressive. It will not be less than your hard work and hard work, and there will also be corresponding records on your jade plaques, which will be very helpful for your future promotions, so I hope you all Work tirelessly day and night, and don’t waste your time.”
The one-day course ended quickly. From studying in class to borrowing books after class, Qingyun did not notice any sense of prying eyes. It seems that the head of the Pan family still "respects the elderly and loves the young."
As for the return journey, I did not use the teleportation array, but said goodbye to Yingwu and went alone to the place where Fei Lao used the calligraphy scroll to steal the sky and exchange for the future.
Similarly, despite taking risks, he still didn't wait for the Pan family to follow him, so he was completely relieved.
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