Kuaiwen is also a huge fan

When Yuluo went to find Lin Chujiu, he happened to meet the waiter who came to clean up the house.

"Have the residents of this room left?"

"Sir, the guests in Room [-] have already left," the waiter replied.

Yu Luo took back his hand, feeling a little regretful in his heart.

This was the first time he met a monk who was so close to him.

After thanking the waiter, he took Yu Ziang and left.

That's all, I'll see you when we meet.

-

Time passed quickly, and it had been ten days since Lin Chujiu came back from taking care of her children.

During these ten days, Lin Chujiu taught the children how to read and write during the day, and prepared medicinal materials for the children to take medicinal baths at night.

Lin Chujiu experienced for the first time how difficult it was to raise Zaizai.

Although Feng Changle is very sensible, he also learns knowledge and literacy very quickly.

It is simply painful and joyful.

The scars on the child's body are almost healed, and they look completely different from when they first came here.

The admissions meeting starts in two days.

Lin Chujiu took advantage of the child's time to practice calligraphy and went to the headmaster's place.

He had gone to Senior Brother Ye Sheng to help him check people before, so he went to see if there was any news.

Lin Chujiu walked to the front hall and was stopped by the disciple guarding the door.

"The boss is currently discussing a meeting, and no one else can enter."

The disciple guarding the door looked at the unfamiliar faces with some doubts in his heart.

He has been in Tianxun Sect for eight years and has an impression of almost everyone, but he is sure that he has never seen the person in front of him.

He has a cool temperament and a classy appearance. He is not yet wearing a disciple's uniform. Could he be some kind of big shot?

The gatekeeper thought for a while and then continued, with a somewhat uncertain tone, "Do you need me to inform you?"

"I'll trouble you," Lin Chujiu nodded, eliminating the need to transmit the message himself.

The disciple turned around and went into the room to report. After a while, he came out with a box in his hand.

The gatekeeper disciple bowed to Lin Chujiu with a respectful tone.

"Immortal Lord, the box the master asked me to bring to you"

It turns out that the cold and handsome man in front of me is the Immortal!

There has always been a rumor in the Tianxun Sect that the Immortal Master has been in seclusion all year round because of his ugly appearance.

Who spread the rumor? He's going to beat that bitch to death!

Lin Chujiu thanked him and left quickly holding the box.

He had to go back to look after the child quickly.

In the past ten days, he found that Feng Changle was very insecure and would start looking for him as soon as he didn't see him for half an hour.

Fortunately, Feng Changle had just finished writing the last word when Lin Chujiu returned to the palace.

There is a thick pile of paper on the table, all of which have been written.

Feng Changle put the brush in his hand on the pen holder and looked at the man walking towards him with bright eyes.

"Master, I've finished writing."

There was a little pride in the child's tone unconsciously, as he was waiting for his own praise.

"let me check"

Lin Chujiu placed the box in his hand on the desk and began to look through it one by one.

Feng Changle held his head and looked at the man beside him without blinking.

From this angle, only the side of the Master's face can be seen. At this moment, the Master is carefully checking his homework.

Master is so beautiful, I will never tire of it.

After Lin Chujiu finished reading it, after several days of practice, the fonts became much neater and there were no typos.

After randomly checking the books that should be memorized, the children all answered the questions smoothly.

Already great.

When he was so old, he still struggled to carry the natural section.

Lin Chujiu tilted his head and looked at Feng Changle, with a hint of softness in his cold eyes.

The child's face is fair and fair, the scars are gone, and his figure looks similar to that of his peers.

As expected of his cub.

"Changle is great, every word is good, keep it up"

After receiving the compliment, Feng Changle smiled brightly and felt a sweet feeling in his heart.

This feeling was sweeter than the spiritual spring water that Master gave him to drink.

"Master, you can take a medicinal bath now."

Feng Changle jumped down from the chair, pulled Lin Chujiu's clothes and spoke proactively.

After the medicinal bath, Master would feed him a candied fruit.

Lin Chujiu shook his head, knelt down, and spoke solemnly.

"Feng Changle, are you willing to become my teacher?"

When Feng Changle heard this, his eyes widened and his heart pounded.

"I am willing!"

"There are only two days until the sect's recruitment meeting. The only thing I can do is repair your Dantian."

Lin Chujiu paused, then took out a white porcelain bottle from the space and put it into Feng Changle's hand.

"You can only rely on yourself for those three tests. After you successfully pass the test, I will accept you as my apprentice."

He also thought about taking Feng Changle as his disciple directly through the back door, but in that case Feng Changle would have to be arranged.

People say he is fearless, but he can protect Feng Changle for a while but he cannot protect her for the rest of his life.

After thinking about it, this was the only thing that made him take the test. After passing the test, he could choose his own apprentice. By then, it would be justifiable.

Feng Changle carefully digested Lin Chujiu's words and silently squeezed the porcelain bottle in his hand.

Master has provided him with great help. Compared with others, he is already very lucky.

He can't always rely on his master to help him negotiate everything.

"Master, thank you"

Feng Changle clenched the porcelain bottle in his hand with a firm gaze.

"The pain of taking Marrow Cleansing Pill is a little greater than that of medicinal bath. After the Dantian is repaired, taking Lingquan Water can relieve some of the pain."

"I understand, Master"

"I'm guarding you outside the door"

Lin Chujiu closed the door and backed out.

Feng Changle opened the porcelain bottle, and a strong medicinal fragrance reached the tip of his nose. He raised his head and poured the pills into his mouth.

For a moment while burning the incense, Feng Changle shrank into a ball, his face turned pale, and he bit a piece of cloth in his mouth.

This pain is like a bone being broken bit by bit and put back together again.

Feng Changle's consciousness gradually became blurred from the pain, and his eyelids felt as heavy as a thousand pounds, and he could not even open them.

A light-colored light surrounded him and gradually merged into his Dantian, until he finally fainted from the pain.

I don't know how long I fell asleep, but when I woke up, I was lying on the couch.

Feng Changle opened his eyes and saw the man guarding the bed.

Wearing white clothes, with picturesque eyebrows, he was reading a book in his hand.

My body is a little tired, but there is no pain anymore.

"Master"

Feng Changle called to the man who was reading and showed a smile.

"Drink some spiritual spring water first, and then take a bath. The water has already been poured."

Lin Chujiu put down the book, helped Feng Changle sit up, picked up the water on the table and handed it over.

Feng Changle drank it in big gulps, which washed away the fatigue in his body and made him feel light.

At this moment, his mind was clear, and he suddenly smelled the stench emanating from his body.

Master must have smelled it after sitting for such a long time.

Feng Changle blushed and buried her head, not daring to look at the person beside the bed.

Lin Chujiu was a little confused, "What's wrong?"

Did he miss any arrangements?

Feng Changle hesitated and hesitated for a while before he could say a word.

"Master, Master, you go out first, I smell bad."

Lin Chujiu understood it and walked out with the scroll.

This apprentice is as cute as a pig-shaped bun.

Lin Chujiu was still thinking about the bun he didn't eat.

It was already dark outside, and the surroundings were quiet. Only the lanterns in the main hall were lit.

Lin Chujiu leaned against the pillar behind him, his eyes fell on an unknown flower, and he began to wander.