Conquer the world with beauty [Transmigration Book]

Fang Hongzhou was coming out of the yard with a bun in his mouth when he saw a person standing outside.

He thought about it, this is the rookie who passed the assessment with the fusion period, as for the name, no one remembers, after all, in Sifang Feiyu Academy, no one would remember the name of a fusion period.

However, this fusion period is much more eye-catching than ordinary people, although they are all malicious eyes.

The Restless Peak is very large, and there are many courtyards, like the place where the newcomers who just entered the Restless Peak yesterday live, it is called the Naxin Courtyard.

In the following time, the elders will arrange their favorite disciples on several nearby spiritual peaks, firstly to facilitate exchanges between disciples of the same sect, and secondly to facilitate the elders to teach nearby.

Of course, in addition to targeting their own disciples, the elders will also open public teaching from time to time, and pass on some experience and understanding to all college disciples so that they can learn from each other and learn from each other.This tradition has been going on for a long time, every public lecture is the busiest time of Sifang Feiyu Academy.After all, no matter what you say, practicing together is lonely after all. The so-called master leads the door, and the practice depends on the individual. Not to mention the disciples of different branches, even under the same teacher, they rarely meet each other.

Generally speaking, Sifang Feiyu Academy is a place with a good atmosphere. Everyone has the same opportunity. Everyone spends more time in cultivation and rarely causes trouble.

But this kind of atmosphere only exists for those disciples who have been in Sifang Feiyu Academy for a long time. They can be regarded as having been trained in fancy styles, so they naturally know what kind of living style is suitable for Sifang Feiyu Academy.After all, Su Yan's discipline disciples are all ruthless and selfless people. If they see provoking troubles, they will deduct a sum in the year-end assessment. They will lose all resources next year, and then they will really have no future.

But the new disciples always carry the hostility on the outside, and want to make trouble first.

Li Chungeng was also eating steamed stuffed buns. Yesterday he entered the Endless Peak with others, and when he was the last one to enter the courtyard, he was thrown out by himself.

The opponent's speed was too fast, and Li Chungeng had no idea who made the move, but after he was thrown out, there was a burst of laughter inside.

No one accused them of doing something wrong. It seemed that Li Chungeng's passing the assessment made him a heinous sinner. These outstanding disciples should treat him no matter what.

Li Chungeng thought about it, but didn't go in, and stayed outside the yard for a day.

Staying up all night would not have any effect on Li Chungeng. He simply sat cross-legged and meditated. The Changchun Jue he practiced had no attack power and could not improve his cultivation. No one could defeat him. They are all very fast, and they don't need any futons, let alone a spirit gathering array.

After absorbing a ray of pure aura from the rising sun in the morning, Li Chungeng opened his eyes and saw a man walking out of the yard.

Li Chungeng was a little puzzled. He had a pretty good memory. This man was tall and thin, with messy long hair on his head, profound facial features, deep-set eye sockets, and two huge dark circles hanging under his eyes.This man was clearly not any of those disciples yesterday, but why did he appear here, and why did he come out of the small courtyard.

At this time, the yard was still silent.

Li Chungeng saw that the other party was also eating buns, so he shared one of his buns with him: "Do you want to try it?"

Fang Hong also took the porridge. He yawned and asked, "Is it delicious?"

"good to eat!"

Seeing Li Chungeng's sincere attitude, Fang Hongju took a bite suspiciously.

"Bah—anise!"

Li Chungeng: "I planted the fennel myself! It's delicious!" He compared his waist and said, "Ordinary fennel is this tall, but the one I planted is so tall—oh, don't you like it?" Just eat it, senior obviously likes it very much..."

"That senior of yours must have been very kind to you, at least he has a good temper." Fang Hongcong endured, and ate the buns anyway: "... Forget it, don't waste food."

Because it was too unpalatable, after he swallowed the whole bun, he discovered that the whole bun seemed to have spiritual energy contained in it.

Wait, is it my illusion?

Fang Hong porridge thought about it for a while, and besides the pungent aniseed smell, there was indeed a spiritual energy drawn into his bones. This spiritual energy was different from what he usually absorbed between heaven and earth, as if it had more vitality... …

"Can you give me another steamed stuffed bun?" Fang Hongcong thought of a possibility. To verify, he asked Li Chungeng for another steamed stuffed bun.

Li Chungeng looked at him a little strangely, and if he didn't like to eat, he had to be a hobby: "I have other flavored buns here, how about I change it for you?"

Fang Hongcong felt a little queasy when he thought of that smell, his face twitched, and he insisted, "It just smells like fennel."

"All right." Li Chungeng handed him the bun.

Fang Hong porridge took it, took a bite, and then he savored it carefully.Indeed, the steamed stuffed bun contained a strange aura, which was more pure and active than the aura scattered between heaven and earth.Absorbing it by eating it is almost the same as taking a panacea, but there is too little aura in it, and it will be ignored if you don't pay attention.

After Fang Hongzhu swallowed the whole steamed stuffed bun, she was already a little curious about this newcomer in the integration period.

"I'm Fang Hongyu, what's your name?"

This was the first time for Li Chungeng to receive kindness from Sifang Feiyu Academy, and he was quite flattered: "My name is Li Chungeng."

"You said you grew the fennel yourself?" Fang Hongcong wanted to figure out whether the aura came from the fennel or the cooking technique.

"Yeah, I made the buns myself." Li Chungeng could see that this senior Fang Hongcong really liked his buns. He was very happy and took out another one: "Senior, try this It’s delicious, and the bread is pumpkin, of course, I also grow the pumpkin myself.”

Fang Hong porridge took it casually. Although it had that aura, the fennel had caused too much damage to him. He needed to eat something else to relieve it. Pumpkin buns sounded good.

"Well, the pumpkin ones - um!" Fang Hongcong was shocked, why did this person make pumpkin buns so unpalatable!

This too astringent taste, bad and weird taste, is it really pumpkin inside? !Although this steamed stuffed bun also has that aura, but this taste can really make people have a psychological shadow on the pumpkin from now on.

Adhering to the idea of ​​never wasting food, Fang Hongcong swallowed the pumpkin buns with difficulty, and just after eating the last bite, Li Chungeng took out another bun and gave it to him, Yuanyuan's eyes sparkled: "Senior Fang, are you still eating?" Want it?"

"No, no, I have to take it slow...thank you!" Fang Hongcong supported the wall and refused Li Chungeng's feeding.

It's terrible, and it has reached the point where the gain outweighs the loss.

At least there is no such unpalatable panacea in this world.

Fang Hongcong was thinking like this, when suddenly, a white light flashed, Li Chungeng let out a cry of pain, and the bun in his hand fell to the ground.

The rookie disciples headed by Fang Yuan and Yu Huanhuan got up at the door at some point, and a group of people surrounded them behind them, laughing and chatting with each other, and they seemed to be getting along very well.And Guo Qianping and a few other sporadic people stood apart, with a look of being out of place on their faces.

This time, Li Chungeng still didn't see who made the move.

His hand immediately swelled up, and the others laughed when they saw it. Li Chungeng smiled awkwardly, and leaned over to pick up the bun.

Snapped--!

The second stone flew over and hit Li Chungeng's cheek, knocking him aside and rolling him around.

Li Chungeng only felt that his face was hot, as if he was bleeding.This time he saw very clearly that it was Yu Huanhuan who shot, because the other party had no intention of hiding it, and when he saw Li Chungeng's embarrassed look, he was the first to laugh out loud.

Guo Qianping and the others just watched silently, neither intending to stop Yu Huanhuan nor booing.

Yu Huanhuan said to Fang Yuan next to him: "Senior brother Fang, some people don't have any sense of shame, and even dare to enter Sifang Feiyu Academy during the mere integration period. Wouldn't it be a joke for people to tell it?"

Fang Yuan smiled slightly: "I heard that Junior Brother Yu established the foundation at the age of ten, and achieved the golden core at thirty, and now the promotion to the Nascent Soul stage is just around the corner."

The two of them have already worshiped under the same elder, and now they are called brothers and sisters, as if they have been friends for hundreds of years, and they are already the best in the world.

"Where is it? I am nothing. Brother Fang comprehended the sword intent at a young age, and he was among the best in this assessment. He really stands out from the crowd."

They flattered each other, but they were actually belittling Li Chungeng in oblique ways.

"Compared to people like Senior Brother Fang, some people are just trash, and they still block our way out. They really don't know what to do. If they accidentally trampled to death, it's probably a matter of course."

"I didn't see any rubbish, isn't there just a bunch of rubbish at the door?"

Hearing this, Li Chungeng quickly stepped aside and let the door out. He covered his face and smiled apologetically at those people.

"Yes, I'm sorry, I'll get out of the way right away..."

Don't look at me anymore.

don't look at me anymore...

Don't look at me anymore!

Fang Hongzhou has stayed here for several years, and this is the first time he has seen such a low-level and naive technique.

If it's him, if you see someone you don't like, you can avoid it yourself, if you can't avoid it, kill the person.

He would never play with this kind of ignorant and childish tricks.It's so embarrassing, it's been so many years of cultivation for nothing, and the state of mind has not improved at all. If this kind of person can ascend in the future, I don't know how many demons will have to be cut to wipe out these black histories.

This matter had nothing to do with him.

But he just ate Li Chungeng's three buns. Although he was about to throw up after eating, but after all, he was short of food and soft in his hands. He took and ate it again, and it was so soft and short.

And Li Chungeng's appearance is too cowardly.He has never seen a more cowardly monk than Li Chungeng.In the final analysis, one way of comprehension is to pay attention to the endless joy of fighting with the sky, and the endless joy of fighting with others.Li Chungeng looked like the kind of person who would be frightened by thunder, and now he was about to curl up into a ball.

Fang Hongcong stood up and asked with her hair on her head, "Who said just now that there is a pile of garbage blocking your way?"

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