After walking out of the thatched house, Yun Miao observed the surrounding environment.
When I arrived yesterday, before I could see anything clearly, I was thrown into the formation by Ling Yanshu and tortured.
When she came out, everyone was paralyzed, and there was no time to look at the surrounding environment.
Only now do I realize that there are only a few thatched houses here, but there are large medicinal fields outside.
Different types of elixirs are planted in the medicine field, but although there are many varieties, they are all low-level and low-year elixirs, which are introduced in the encyclopedia of elixirs.
She looked at it casually and took out the door rules. There was a map of Yaowang Valley on the door rules.
The map of the world of cultivation is different, it also has three-dimensional display and positioning functions.
Yun Miao quickly figured out where he was and where the teaching hall was.
He immediately moved around and reached the teaching hall half an hour later.
"It's really a race to death at Wangshan. Why build it so far away?"
The teaching hall is neither big nor small, just like an ordinary palace. It is not as good as the palace we went to yesterday, but it is definitely much more luxurious than Ling Yanshu's thatched house.
After taking a look, he was about to go in when a call came from behind him.
"Yun Miao."
Yun Miao turned around and saw Wang Ning and Chen Tong approaching quickly.
Walking closer, Wang Ning wiped the sweat from his forehead: "This teaching hall is really far away."
Chen Tong raised his hand and touched his head, and said with a naive smile: "Actually, it's not that far. I exercise every day and have to run farther."
"Exercise your body." Wang Ning was confused.
Chen Tongtong: "I accidentally obtained a body-building technique in the world of immortality."
"No wonder you are so big, but the body-building exercises are not suitable for us female cultivators. After practicing, you will become very thick and ugly."
"What kind of body-building technique is it?" Yun Miao asked in confusion.
This was the first time she heard this word.
Wang Ning asked curiously: "Yunmiao, didn't your parents tell you?"
Yun Miao shook his head, how could the Yun family teach the original owner these things.
Wang Ning guessed something, looked at Yun Miao with a trace of pity in her eyes, and explained: "Although we cultivators, when the body is washed by spiritual energy, the body will gradually become stronger, but it cannot compare with the strength of the magic weapon, and if It would be even worse when a physical practitioner is approached.
So if you want to have no weaknesses, you have to train your body. But unfortunately, the body training techniques in the world of immortality will make people strong and strong. If it doesn't work, I definitely don't want to become like that. "
Yun Miao remembered that she couldn't dodge the spiritual arrows in yesterday's formation. It seemed that she had many weaknesses.
It must be replenished as soon as possible.
"So that's it." Yun Miao nodded with understanding, and then said: "It's getting late, let's go to the teaching hall to listen to the class."
The three of them went in one after another. The rules of the Teaching Hall were written on the jade slab at the door.
This is not divided into senior and lower grades like a real school. They all take classes together. The elders of the teaching sects come whoever has time, and the classes are also diverse.
Of course, the same goes for students who come to class. If they are practicing or refining alchemy, they will naturally not be able to come.
So let everything go, whether you understand it or not, let it go. Whatever you learn, let it go. How much do you learn?
This is so random.
"Let's find a place first."
Wang Ning was familiar with the school. She had obviously taken classes frequently in her family. She took the two of them to a seat near the front, took out a futon from her storage bag and sat down.
Same goes for Chen Tong.
Only Yunmiao still stood still.
For the futon, she got so much Fengxi grass that Fengwu didn't even have time to spit it out to weave the futon.
"Yunmiao, why don't you sit down?" Wang Ning was curious.
Everyone around him also sat down, and it was strange that Yun Miao was the only one standing.
Yun Miao sat directly on the ground.
"You didn't bring a futon?" Wang Ning found out and took out another one from her storage bag with a smile: "This is what I prepared for you."
"Thank you."
Yun Miao took it and put it on the ground.
The three of them had just sat down, closing their eyes and adjusting their breaths, waiting for the elder to come to class, when someone suddenly walked up to Yun Miao.
"Who gave you the courage to sit in the position of our sect brother?"
Yun Miao opened her eyes and looked over.
She saw a man wearing Yaowang Valley disciple uniform looking at her provocatively.
Yun Miao looked around. Her position was not the best. There were better positions in front of her and even worse ones behind her.
He just came to trouble her because he was here to cause trouble.
"You said this is the position of your sect brother." Yun Miao asked lazily, raising his head.
The disciple hummed, "That's right, why don't you get up quickly."
There was movement in the quiet teaching classroom. The disciples who had arrived early looked over, including Wang Ning and Chen Tong.
Seeing this, Wang Ning said: "Yunmiao, let's change places, we just arrived."
Yun Miao didn't listen. She continued: "There is no name written on this position, and there is no way to prove who it belongs to. So, if you call my position, if it agrees to you, it will prove that this position is really your clan." Senior brother, how about I just get out of the way?"
"Hahaha."
The other disciples were all amused.
The disciple was laughed at and became angry: "How dare you play tricks on me."
"That's right, it's you who's playing tricks."
Arrogant!
The other disciples looked at Yun Miao with inquiring eyes and started talking about it.
"This junior sister is desperate for her life. Who doesn't know that senior brother Zong is the nephew of the elder sect. He has always been the king and dominator in our Medicine King Valley. No one dares to offend him."
"You don't know that this is the new disciple that the Valley Master and Elder Ling just brought back yesterday. They probably don't know the reputation of Senior Brother Zong yet."
"Newborn calves are not afraid of tigers. It's a pity that this beautiful junior sister has offended Senior Brother Zong and the bastard Wang Quan must be taught a lesson."
Yun Miao heard these words, but didn't care.
If she gives in on the smallest things, she will give in on everything.
She dared to kill Yun Siya, the child of destiny chosen by heaven, so how could she be afraid of a disciple of Medicine King Valley today?
"court death."
Wang Quan's face darkened with anger, he took out the sword from his storage bag and stabbed Yun Miao.
"Ah!" Some timid disciples exclaimed, covering their eyes and not daring to look, for fear that Yun Miao's blood would be splashed on the spot.
Yun Miao looked at it and sneered.
The disciples of Yaowang Valley only know how to make alchemy. Although they can learn some attack techniques, they are really not worth mentioning.
This sword has no moves, just like a new sword learner who stabs at it casually.
Yun Miao didn't notice it at all. He raised his hand and clamped the tip of the sword between his two fingers.
Wang Quan was startled and tried hard to withdraw his sword.
But Wang Quan couldn't move the spiritual power around Yun Miao's fingertips.
"Let go."
"You want me to let go." Yun Miao raised her eyebrows: "Okay!"
She exerted a little force on her fingertips and suddenly relaxed.
Wang Quan was still drawing his sword with all his strength. He was unprepared and took three steps back. Unable to stabilize his body, he fell onto his back.
"Hahaha."
Everyone laughed louder.
Yun Miao still sat on the futon without moving, so she teased Wang Quan and taught him a lesson.
Many people looked at Yun Miao differently.
"what happened?"
At this moment, a voice came from the door, followed by a burst of footsteps.
"Brother Zong is here."
"This junior sister is in danger now."
Yun Miao learned the identity of the other party from everyone's discussion, looked up and down, and found that his face was similar to the sect elder who had a fight with the Valley Master yesterday.
The body shape is also similar, with a dark face, tall stature, and a fierce look on his face.
"Senior Brother Zong." Wang Quan saw that Zong Yue seemed to have seen a savior, and rushed towards him on the ground: "This little girl occupies the seat where Senior Brother Zong likes to sit every day. I asked her to give up, but she refused to let me go. Asking me to call you and see if I can answer you, this is clearly an insult to Senior Brother Zong."
