Yingwu was completely silent along the way, not daring to look at Hongchen Guest. Fortunately, the young master kept chatting with him to comfort him, and he was able to straighten his two trembling calves.
"Actually, Hongchenke looks crazy, but she doesn't have much airs. The main reason is that her invincible sword power hidden under the curtain is too shocking. On the surface, it is watertight, but in fact, it is easy to make people naturally fearful."
Qingyun thought secretly.
Using the jade token, the young man discovered that Zhu Xianning actually went to Jiangyun Cave to start a class today. In order not to refute other people's good intentions, he chose the other party's class.
Yingwu had already studied basic courses in Jiangyun Cave for four years, so when he arrived at the school building, he parted ways with Qingyun and went to other classrooms.
But Hongchenke didn't use the jade card at all. She followed Qingyun wherever he went, which made me wonder if this guy was a spy sent by Jiang Liu'er.
"Sister, why are you always following me?"
"What did you call me?"
"Uh, senior, is that okay?"
Qingyun looked hopeless.
The boss was casual in his actions, and I was really afraid that he would get slapped if she got upset.
"Haha, I've never been called eldest sister before. I really like your eyes more and more."
These words made Qingyun's hair stand on end.
After finding the classroom and stepping through the inspection formation, I found that Zhu Xianning was sitting in the lecture hall early, and the seats were packed. The students were all afraid to breathe, which was very similar to the posture that Mr. Fei used to teach.
"Qingyun, you're here!"
Master Zhu's warm greeting as he stood up attracted countless pairs of surprised eyes directed at Qingyun.
"I've met Master Zhu..."
The young master quickly bowed his head and bowed.
"Hey, hey, why are you so polite?"
"Your cards are not small either."
Hongchenke smiled.
As for her coming together, the corners of Zhu Xianning's mouth immediately twitched vaguely, but he quickly corrected his posture and coughed lightly:
"Ahem, now that everyone is here, let's start class. You guys, please sit in the back row."
As he spoke, he casually pointed at a few students in the first row.
"ha?"
"I want you to sit in the back row, don't you understand?"
Different from the politeness and enthusiasm just now, Zhu Xianning's attitude towards others is really bossy.
"yes…"
The students who looked astonished did not dare to complain, so they obediently made room for Qingyun and Hongchenke.
"Ma De, it's good to have a background. Back then, Feng Ziyu was in a row, and this guest from the mortal world is here too. If father were still alive, I guess I would be treated like this in the Immortal Sword Sect."
That's what I call envy.
But what moved him even more was what came next.
Zhu Xianning's course today was almost a continuation of the part he had not finished a few years ago, from a relatively simple review of the essentials of alchemy to subsequent basic alchemy, which was completely different from the inherent course schedule arranged by him.
Even though the students were puzzled, they had no choice but to bite the bullet and listen patiently. His teaching method was also very different from Fei Lao and Shutong.
Compared with Fei Lao's eloquent lectures from the shallower to the deeper, and Shutong's cheerful and lively class, Zhu Xianning's class was completely strict and word for word.
Although it does not follow the textbook, it explains the knowledge points in the book in extremely detail.
There was no question-and-answer session in his class. For most of the day, it became a one-man show performed by this old man.
Oh no, technically he still asked questions.
"Qingyun, is there anything you don't understand?"
"Pfft~ No... no... Teacher Zhu..."
After receiving another wave of staring eyes, the young man suddenly felt like a light was shining on his back.
"Zhu Xianning really takes care of you. What is your relationship?"
Hongchenke quietly summoned the message.
"How would I know? I saw him for the first time the day before yesterday."
"I do not believe."
"believe it or not."
For some reason, after being together for several days, Qingyun felt an inexplicable familiarity and closeness from Hongchenke, which made him puzzled.
The half-day course ended quickly. Master Zhu still enthusiastically invited me to stay in class for tutoring, but he declined, but he was still very caring and said:
"Qingyun, Hongchenke's background is shocking, you must be careful!"
"Yes, this junior knows, thank you Master Zhu for reminding me."
"You're welcome, what are your plans for the afternoon? Do you still want to attend the class? You want me to continue."
The young man has a black streak on his head.
"I plan to go to the spiritual field in Wangjiacun to see the growth of medicinal materials. That is also a task assigned by Mr. Fei. Being familiar with these spiritual plants is an essential skill for a qualified alchemist."
"Yes Yes Yes."
Looking at Zhu Xianning who was almost groveling, Hongchenke kept laughing, and Qingyun couldn't explain it clearly.
"Damn, even if Mr. Fei likes me, a junior, you wouldn't be so nodding and bowing, right?"
Today's basic course Qingyun ended early. He simply went to the classics library to search for Yao Meng's Buddhist sutras and annotations. This was also the place where he and Yingwu had agreed to meet.
"Chang'an, what do you think of today's class?"
"The principles are simple and easy to understand, but practice is the only way to test the truth."
"Oh? So you are planning to make elixirs?"
"Of course not. I know very well that I have no special talent in alchemy. But integrating the 'principle' of alchemy into the 'meaning' of the sword will produce some wonderful changes."
"I didn't expect you to be so obsessed with swordsmanship."
"It's probably hereditary, haha~"
After picking out a few Buddhist scriptures that were immediately obvious to be outdated, the two of them chatted outside the classics library.
What shocked Qingyun was that the few credits he had left had now increased hundreds of times.
If he hadn't glanced at it casually when paying the borrowing fee, he would have thought that the jade sign was a joke.
"Hey, it's hard to compose a poem."
One can imagine how much sadness Long Fushi silently paid for Qingyun in the past few years.
"Qingyun, why do you have so many credits?"
The guest from Hongchen seemed to have caught a glimpse of his small treasury, and approached him and asked.
"You earned it for me by writing poems, right? Don't you?"
"No, not one, but I don't need them."
"If you want to live in Zhijing Cave for a long time, your credits are still very important. The price of bartering or even private spiritual stone transactions is often not as equal as the outside world."
The young master suggested, and he felt more and more that the higher-ups of the sect were trying to send away this god of plague. After all, Young Master Yu had as many credits as he wanted.
"It's okay, as long as you have it."
"I'll fuck you, uncle."
Qingyun cursed in his heart.
Putting aside the hostile relationship due to Jiang Liu'er and her almost crazy personality, Hongchenke's usual temper is really good.
One mouthful of Chang'an followed another, and she didn't care about the young master's rudeness.
"Back then, I was obsessed with the sword, so I was deeply trapped in the sword. Fortunately, after receiving her guidance, I was able to escape from the sword, and then control the sword, instead of being bound by the sword itself."
These words made the young master feel dizzy, and he subconsciously asked:
"she?"
"Well, she, my best friend, is a peerless genius who entered the Tao through formations. It's a pity..."
"What's a pity?"
"It's no shame."
Hongchenke chuckled and shook his head, then said with deep meaning:
"Your eyes are really similar to hers, exactly the same."
Similarly, Qingyun stared at the curtain of Hongchen Guest without blinking, imagining what kind of discerning eyes the other party had, or what kind of face he could attract all sentient beings.
"Don't look at me like that. If you look at me again, I won't be able to help but dig out your eyes."
"You must be reluctant to part with it."
Qingyun said with a smile.
"Why?"
Hongchenke's musical voice was full of curiosity.
"It's what you said. Only by not being stuck in things can you understand."
"Haha, you are quite good at learning and applying it."
"Then what's the name of your best friend? You'll have to take a closer look when you meet me someday."
"Yun Mulan, you both have the word "cloud" in your names, so you are quite destined."
Qingyun was silent and speechless, tears filled his eyes, but he never dared to shed them.
When Yingwu met after class, he found that Qingyun's mood had become extremely depressed. With Changan by his side, he did not dare to talk too much and could only walk side by side with him silently.
"Why are you suddenly unhappy?"
Hongchenke's senses are also very sharp, while Qingyun quietly wiped his red eyes and cheered up:
"No, it was too late to give me a make-up lesson on poetry yesterday, and I was a little sleepy."
"You're really bad at lying."
Hongchenke seemed careless, and her long clothes did not move with her steps, as if she had never moved forward.
"It's hereditary."
Qingyun was stunned and paused at the same time.
"What's the meaning?"
"Don't you think you have the most beautiful part of your mother's face?"
As soon as these words came out, Qingyun's expression suddenly changed as if he was struck by lightning!
"you you!"
"hehe."
Hongchenke seemed to be smiling particularly happily, and Yingwu also stopped and looked at the two of them in confusion.
"Little fool, I knew from the first time I saw you that you must be her child."
"I'm sorry, I didn't know you were..."
Lowering his head, Qingyun's voice was as thin as a mosquito's moan. Just as the other party said, his ability to lie has never been strong.
The curtains swayed slightly, and the visitor from Hongchen also interrupted softly:
"She's gone, isn't she?"
"Well, she died when I was very young."
"What about your dad?"
"He was also killed by gangsters."
"Who is the enemy?"
"have no idea."
As if sighing lowly, Hongchen Guest stopped talking.
Qingyun couldn't guess what the other party was thinking, so he was a little confused and took the two of them to Wangjia Village without knowing it.
After restraining his complicated emotions, he planned to take some mature Bo Ming grass back to give to Qian Zhong.
From afar, Wang Youzhi's youngest son, Wang Xuandan, saw the little brother who gave him a big red envelope yesterday, swinging his plump frog belly and rushing towards him. His childish appearance finally brought a smile to Qingyun's face.
"Brother...brother...red envelope..."
Unexpectedly, the little guy actually asked for a red envelope after meeting him, which immediately made Wang Youzhi extremely embarrassed.
Ding Ding~: I’ve been so lazy lately, I even want to beat myself up, hahaha~
