Fantastic Fantasy: The Daughter of Cloud Raising Luck at the Opening

"Why, you won't drop in with us, will you?"

Wei Zian narrowed his eyes slightly, looking at Wang Chong with scrutiny, his whole body was hairy.

"Ahaha." Wang Chong scratched his head in embarrassment. He was afraid that he might not be regarded as an apprentice who only cares about beauty, but that girl is really beautiful, just like seeing it in a dream.

"To be honest, I just want to go to Bailudong Academy..."

"Didn't you go to the capital to study?"

Wei Zian asked suspiciously, "No more imperial examinations?"

He stared at Wang Chong, the blue clothes all over his body looked faded, and the bun on his hair was also the most ordinary wood, so his family background should not be good.

As for what is the best way for different people to change their destiny, it is naturally the imperial examination.

"I didn't say I would take the imperial examination."

Wang Chong's eyes were strange, "I didn't go to the capital to study, but to go to Bailudong Academy to practice."

Hearing this, Wei Zi'an Brick looked at Fu Ling.

"Oh."

Fu Ling blinked, and suddenly realized: "The academy seems to be recruiting new disciples these days, I forgot."

"Is that so..."

Wei Zi'an lowered his head in thought.

Wang Chong on the side raised his hand, hesitant to speak but stopped, hesitant to speak but then hesitant.

You didn't seem to say whether you would take me with you...

After dinner, Wei Zi'an began to study and practice under Fu Ling's guidance.

The two of them were surrounded by wisps of breeze, and when they finished reading the book, the breeze would help turn the pages.

This is a very interesting spirit, called the style of flipping books. After the disciples of the academy formally enter the Tao through reading, they will have their own style of flipping books after they have developed talents.

Everyone's flipping style is different, for example, Fu Ling's flipping style is very gentle, while Wei Zi'an's flipping style is also relatively refreshing, but both of them reveal a faint scholarly fragrance.

Seeing such a strange appearance, Wang Chong was a little surprised.

Unexpectedly, these two people are both disciples of the academy, and both of them are enlightened.

It seems that what my father said is right, there is a sky beyond the sky, and there are people beyond people.

Wang Chong originally thought that he had already developed a book-turning style at the age of just reaching the crown, but he did not expect that the two people in front of him were even more terrifying than himself.

Judging by their age, they should not be able to reach the crown.

Sure enough, we still have to work hard.

Wang Chong sighed, took out an ancient book from the bookcase, and started his daily homework practice.

Soon, a gleam of light appeared around him, and the book-turning style began to work.

wow-

Time passed slowly, Fu Ling frowned when she heard the voice next to her ear, feeling that something was wrong.

She opened her eyes, staring at the book-turning wind surrounded by the strange man in a daze.

The wind of flipping books surrounded Wang Chong, making his clothes flutter and his hair flying wildly, but he seemed to know nothing, still immersed in the world of books.

This man has such a strong understanding.

Fu Ling's eyes widened in surprise.

A person's future path of practice can be seen from the style of flipping books. Wang Chong's style of flipping books is very strong, and he should be a fierce fighter on the battlefield.

Maybe you can recommend him.

Fu Ling thought about this in her heart, and turned to look at Wei Zi'an.

As for the younger brother's style of flipping books, it is quite refreshing, like spring rain on the face, indicating that there is a lot of ink in the stomach, which is very suitable for practicing formations, talismans, etc. In short, it is an unpredictable heresy, because the ink in the stomach is enough to support it. with him.

However, the younger brother seems to be younger than himself, where does he have so much talent?

Fu Ling tilted her head, thinking: "Maybe this is the reason why the master wants to accept the younger brother as a closed disciple." '

Suddenly, the page-turning style around Wang Chong became more irritable, and his face was also full of indignation. Presumably, he saw some episode filled with righteous indignation.

Fu Ling thought for a while, and simply reached out to wake Wei Zi'an up.

"what happened?"

Wei Zian, who was immersed in the sea of ​​books, was suddenly woken up and asked in a daze.

"Shh~"

Fu Ling first signaled Wei Zi'an to keep his voice down, then pointed at Wang Chong, "Did you see, this is the style of flipping books."

Wei Zi'an looked along the onion-like fingers of his senior sister, and he saw the wind surrounding Wang Chong, or more precisely, he saw his interactive clothes and shaking hair.

It feels so powerful and looks different from the scholar in my imagination.

Wei Zian blinked and asked in a low voice, "Do I have it?"

"Naturally there is."

Fu Ling stretched out her hand to press Wei Zian's head, and rubbed it lovingly, "You are my junior."

"..."

Wei Zian silently moved his head away, always feeling that Fu Ling's technique was like touching a kitten or puppy.

"His qualifications are very good?"

"I do not know."

Fu Ling spread her hands, but said: "His talent is very special, if used properly, it will become very strong."

Wei Zi'an's eyes widened, showing a look of surprise.

The Hanhan you meet at random could be the future boss?
"Then shall we let him be together tomorrow?"

Upon hearing this, Fu Ling was a little embarrassed.

"Well...let's talk about it tomorrow."

Fu Ling closed the book, "Hurry up and get ready for bed."

"understood."

Wei Zi'an shook his head, muttering something like 'why did he go to bed so early'.

He found a blanket from Fuling's rucksack, spread the blanket on the ground, and the two fell asleep one after another, back to back.

Call ~
Wang Chongchang let out a breath, raised his head and closed his eyes, but even so, a crystal tear slid down from the corner of his eyes.

As he finished reading the book, the surrounding wind of turning the pages of the book also stopped.

"How can such a person become a high-ranking official? The court is incompetent..."

Wang Chong sighed quietly, just about to share this matter with Wei Zian, when he suddenly found that the two had fallen asleep, he had no choice but to go to bed early.

……

"Hello, hello."

Wei Zian patted Wang Chong's face lightly, "It's dawn, let's go."

"Stop making trouble, Xiaoqian, let me hold you and sleep for a while...Let's go?"

Wang Chong woke up abruptly, rubbed his eyes and looked at the profuse sweat in front of him, jumped back suddenly and bumped into the bookcase behind him.

"oops……"

Wang Chong patted his aching back, and asked excitedly, "Senior Brother Wei, Senior Sister Fu Ling, do you really want to walk with me?"

"Do not."

Hearing this, the smile on Wang Chong's face suddenly froze.

Wei Zi'an shook his fingers and said with a smile, "You are the one walking with us."

"Ah, good, good."

Wang Chong quickly picked up his bookcase and said, "Let's go, let's go."

When he came to the courtyard, Wei Zian asked curiously, "Why don't you see your horse?"

"Here and there."

Wang Chong spread his hand, and a paper horse that was slightly smaller than his palm emerged.

"Fighting into a horse?!"

Wei Zi'an was surprised and said, "You can do it too?"

"What do you want to turn into a horse?"

Wang Chong was a little puzzled.

"This is obviously..."

"Let's go."

At this time, Fu Ling who was outside the temple couldn't help urging, and if he asked him to continue, he would reveal his secrets.

"coming."

Wei Zi'an responded, then turned around and asked, "What did you want to say just now?"

"It's nothing." Wang Chong laughed and said, "Let's go, don't make Senior Sister Fuling wait too long."

"Senior Sister? You changed your mind quite quickly."

"You're joking, Senior Brother Wei."

"Hahaha, Junior Brother Wang, it's fine for me to underestimate you..."