Refinement, masculinity

In the realm of self-cultivation, double spiritual roots or even multi-spiritual roots are far less pure and beneficial than single spiritual roots, and the process of their cultivation is more difficult. For these people, the general method is to choose a relatively advantageous spiritual root among them, so that they can specialize all the way. Easier, of course, there is a possibility that a certain spiritual root is very good, good enough to surpass most monks with a single spiritual root of the same attribute, this can also be called high talent, and there are a small number of such in the first and second classes today people.

As for Duan Cheng, he possesses the dual spiritual roots of water and fire, both of which are extremely good, and he divides his energy into two and cultivates at the same time. He has already advanced to build a foundation at the age of seventeen. , Only then has created today's myth.

Qiao Xiaolu also possesses water and fire twin spirits, but neither is very good, so she was assigned to the third class.

When everyone introduced themselves on the first day of school, they mentioned their spiritual roots by the way, so they remembered people who had the same spiritual roots as themselves. Duan Cheng had also secretly checked out Qiao Xiaolu's general situation, so he glanced at her and smiled. Knowingly, he asked, "Which one are you going to fix?"

"My water spirit root is better," Qiao Xiaolu said, "The teacher's suggestion is to practice water spells, how about you?"

"I also repair water."

Qiao Xiaolu nodded, followed the path all the way to the deep pool, and looked around: "What can I do for you?"

"Didn't our herbal medicine class go here often? I'm not interested in herbal medicine, so I came up and wandered around, and then accidentally found a spiritual vein near here," Duan Cheng paused, touching his nose , "You know, I haven't cultivated yet, so I don't know if the feeling is accurate. I asked others to read it for me, but they said no, but they are different from my spiritual root after all, so I want to ask you to try."

Qiao Xiaolu smiled: "What relationship can there be between Lingmai and Linggen?"

"What if it's related?" Duan Cheng pointed to the boulder by the pool, "You just concentrate on feeling it, just like you usually meditate, the spirit vein is below here."

"You don't need to teach, I know how to do it, just don't forget to help me protect the law." Qiao Xiaolu walked over there, and suddenly turned around, "Oh, you have no cultivation, can you do it?"

"I don't know," Duan Cheng blinked, "Anyway, if you just look at it, it shouldn't take much time, right?"

"I guessed that you were unreliable." Qiao Xiaolu sighed with a smile, but she didn't mind. She sat cross-legged facing south, closed her eyes, and tried her best to sense the fluctuations of the spiritual energy in the ground, and gradually settled down.

Duan Cheng stood by, waiting patiently.

Half an hour later, Qiao Xiaolu opened her eyes, exhaled slowly, and looked at him, "If I wasn't afraid that you would be unreliable, I would not be willing to wake up."

Duan Cheng's heart skipped a beat: "Yes?"

"Well, although it's weak, the aura is very pure and dense. I guess it's the excellent aura that the teacher said." Qiao Xiaolu's eyes lit up and she was radiant. It went up fast before."

"Weak?" Duan Cheng was a little surprised. After thinking about it, he guessed that everyone felt differently. At least the wave he came into contact with was definitely not weak.

"I really thank you, such a pure aura, no matter how weak it is, is good," Qiao Xiaolu rolled her eyes, "Do you need to be content to be a human being?"

"Understood." Duan Cheng nodded, with a very good attitude.

Qiao Xiaolu was still sitting on the boulder, staring down: "The person you were looking for before really didn't feel the spiritual pulse?"

"Ah."

"Then what spiritual root are you looking for? Is there water and fire?"

Duan Cheng glanced at her appreciatively: "No, I'm just trying to find two more people."

"If it's possible, I really don't want to try again. If more people find out, it will be over. Our third class has always been miserable. Maybe we won't even be able to get a piece of land." Qiao Xiaolu muttered. Take out your phone and prepare to call someone.

Duan Cheng couldn't help laughing, this female fighter is domineering and forthright, full of queen style, the most important thing is that she is not greedy, this is a good quality, I hope she will have a good home when she graduates.

"Hey, wait, the people in class two," Qiao Xiaolu put down the phone and pointed to the front, "These are the two boys who fought a while ago, they got back together so quickly, I remember they were in conflict, what, Are you looking for them or someone from our class?"

"Since we met, let them be." Duan Cheng said, and narrated the matter again. The two people became interested and took turns to try, but they didn't find anything. The restrained young man told them no, arrogant The young man hummed twice in displeasure, squinted at them, turned and left, as if to say that the qualifications of the people in your third class are poor, and when you touch something, you will be startled and think it is a spiritual pulse, which is embarrassing.

The two didn't bother with him, Qiao Xiaolu watched them go away, and looked back at Duan Cheng: "Do you still need to find someone from Class 1?"

Duan Cheng raised his eyebrows: "Compare your aptitude with those in Class 1, who is better?"

"You don't need to ask, it must be Class 1..." Qiao Xiaolu said for a while, and instantly understood that she could feel it even if she was so poor, but the people in Class 2 who were better than her couldn't feel it, which shows this spiritual vein It has nothing to do with aptitude, her eyes are bright, "I understand, so only those with dual spiritual roots of water and fire can do it?"

"It should be." Duan Cheng stared at the surface and fell into deep thought. He was just trying it out, but he didn't expect to try it out. It stands to reason that the spiritual vein should not be linked to the spiritual root, but he had to believe it when the facts were in front of him. Why?

He narrowed his eyes slightly, could it be that... there is something down there?

Qiao Xiaolu didn't think much, and smiled proudly with her hands on her hips: "It seems that God still cares for me very much. For my beautiful face, I decided to fight. After a few decades, I will piss off that white lotus flower." , by the way, go and shake it in front of the cheating scumbag, let him regret it, baa ha ha ha!"

"..." Duan Cheng said, "Miss Qiao, it's still exam time, we should go."

"Oh yes," Qiao Xiaolu restrained herself a little, happily humming a ditty, returning along the way she came, and couldn't help asking, "Do you want to tell the school about this?"

Duan Cheng thought about it for a while, this matter is too evil, if it is said, the school might surround this place for in-depth research, he doesn't care about this, but it's better not now, he nodded with a smile: "yes, Let’s talk about it on the day of graduation.”

"Okay," Qiao Xiaolu naturally had no objection, and changed the subject, "How long have you discovered this spiritual vein?"

"It's been a while."

Qiao Xiaolu frowned and looked at him: "Have you come here to practice? Why are you still not cultivated?"

Duan Cheng blinked: "My qualifications are dull."

"Come on, since you were selected by the school at the beginning, it means that you must be better than ordinary people, maybe you are a late bloomer type," Qiao Xiaolu comforted, "Don't give up easily, even if you really can't, you can at least take care of your body if you persist in practicing like this, Meng Ling is so powerful, what are you guys...you are not too weak..."

Duan Cheng was startled: "Then what?"

Qiao Xiaolu gave him a meaningful look: "You understand."

"Oh, are you talking about going to bed?" Duan Cheng raised his head, Niu X boomed, "Don't worry, I've always been brave."

Bravery, are you still unable to get out of bed?Qiao Xiaolu glanced at him, moved her lips, but did not speak after all.

"...What kind of eyes do you have?"

"It's okay, I'm leaving."

Duan Cheng touched his chin strangely, and began to look for his wife everywhere.

Meng Ling had already found all the herbs, and when he saw him, he asked, "Is yours healed?"

"Not yet," Duan Cheng glanced at the note, "wait for me for 2 minutes."

He turned into a fork in the road and quickly turned back.

"...Is this all right?"

"It was detected with spiritual sense," Duan Cheng smiled and kissed him, and pulled him down the mountain, "My spiritual sense spreads wider than before, so it's easy to find some herbs."

Meng Ling responded, looked at the looming figures in the distance, and asked puzzledly: "Three classes take the test together. Although the contents drawn are different, isn't the school afraid that they will help each other?"

"Isn't this timed? First is the degree of completion, and then they are ranked according to the time difference between each person going up and down the mountain. Even if someone is willing to sacrifice their time to help others, it doesn't matter." Duan Cheng shrugged. They plan to divide into classes after this assessment, and they don’t pay much attention to grades, even if they are poor in class 1, they won’t be divided into classes. Those sects choose people, it’s impossible for a person to recognize common-sense herbs. We just chose him, and in the same way, if a person has good talent, it is impossible for the sect to reject him because he does not know all the herbs, right?"

Meng Ling nodded.

"The key to class division in a regular year is in the next few games. The later the more important, and sometimes people from some sects will come to watch." Duan Cheng looked at him, "Daughter-in-law, in fact, you don't have to care about your grades now. Heaven has accepted you as an apprentice, and you are destined to enter a sect after graduation."

Meng Ling's attitude was firm: "No."

It's the time like this that he can't be lazy, he has to become stronger, so that others don't think that he is a case of relying on relationships.

Duan Cheng raised his eyebrows, guessed his thoughts, and kissed him with a smile: "Then work hard, a competition will be arranged on the day of graduation, maybe our family will come too."

"..." Meng Ling reminded, "It's from your family."

"No, you admit that you are my Taoist partner, so I am right, it is our family, or I hold a wedding and announce that you are my wife, what do you think?"

"...No thanks." Meng Ling refused expressionlessly. As he descended the mountain, he imagined the scene of those miserable people from the Duan family sitting in the auditorium cheering for him at the time of graduation, and fell silent for a moment.

He suddenly had the urge to quit school!

He can hide himself now and report on another report later. Of course, he will be considered to have gone through the back door at that time, so he has to weigh whether "being looked down upon in a case" or "shame face in front of the teachers and students of the school" is more important Bitter.

Duan Cheng glanced at him: "Daughter-in-law, what's wrong with you?"

Meng Ling became more and more silent. No matter which one he chose, the pressure would be too great for him to bear!

"young married woman?"

"...Don't talk to me yet." Meng Ling pulled him away and walked down with a serious expression.

Duan Cheng was startled, did he get rejected by his wife?Why?He recalled the topic just now, rushed over to put his arms around him, and stretched out his claws to promise: "Daughter-in-law, if you really don't want to have a wedding, then I won't do it, really."

Meng Ling looked at him silently.

Duan Cheng tightened his arms: "I listen to you, I won't lie to you, don't get angry, okay?"

"...Duancheng."

"Ok?"

"At this time, don't make another mistake and add trouble to me. Thank you."

Duan Cheng: "..."

Duan Cheng's little heart shattered to the ground, and he was very sad: "You say I'm second?"

"Can't you?"

"……Row."

Meng Ling hummed calmly and left quickly.

The assessment soon came to an end, and Wen Tian also came to watch, standing at the foot of the mountain and watching the students come back one after another, and then I don't know whether he was the first to call apprentice, or Feng Bai called master in a moment of lack of care, in short, go down in Meng Ling At that time, everyone around knew that Wen Tian had accepted Feng Bai as his apprentice, and it was estimated that the news would soon spread throughout the academy, and Feng Bai would become more sought-after than before.

Looking at the two idiots surrounded by the crowd, Meng Ling pulled Duancheng to block himself, walked quickly to the clock, handed in the storage bag containing the herbal medicine, registered the time, turned around and left, the whole process was clean and neat, without any hesitation. Sloppy.

Duan Cheng knew why and asked, "You don't want to say hello to your master?"

"Go at this time, unless I'm crazy."

Duan Cheng put his arms around his waist and looked at him with a smile.

"how?"

"Daughter-in-law, I find that you are getting cuter and cuter," Duan Cheng lowered his head and kissed his earlobe, "I don't want to wait until you are an adult, so I will do it now? Huh?"

"...Dream, boy."

The overall leaderboard after the assessment has not yet come down, and everyone is free, and the topic of discussion revolves around Feng Bai. After this trouble, his reputation has become even louder, especially some of the team chasing Qi Jun have already seen Qi Jun. Jun was not easy, so they shifted their positions one after another, heading towards Fengbai.

As the saying goes, if you know yourself and know your enemy, you can fight a hundred battles. Feng Bai is an excellent student with a mid-stage cultivation. Like Qi Jun, he doesn't attend classes with them most of the time, and when he returns to the dormitory after school, their door is always closed. It is very difficult for people to find him, and they can only get to know him through his friends.

There are two people who are particularly close to Feng Bai. One is Qi Jun. After many contacts, everyone found that he is not easy to deal with. Although he has a gentle smile all day long and looks good, a few words can make you feel It makes you forget the purpose of coming, and people dare not provoke him over time.

And the second place was Meng Ling who was taking the spell class with Feng Bai, so Meng Ling soon became the focus of everyone's attention.

This day, Meng Ling sent three girls away in a row, and finally got angry. When someone came to the door again, he asked them to wait in the moon-watching pavilion in the garden after class.

Feng Bai didn't know it at all, after finishing the spell class with his younger brother that day, his younger brother said he had something to ask him, and dragged him all the way to the garden.

"What's the matter?"

"You'll know when you get there." Meng Ling led the way and walked in quickly.

There were four beauties standing in the small pavilion, who were engaged in an unknown number of rounds of verbal confrontation, and almost hit someone with their hands. When they saw Feng Bai, they all lost their temper and looked at him shyly.

"Here, for hobbies and hobbies, you can ask whatever you want. If you want to dedicate yourself directly, please do so. Don't bother me in the future." Meng Ling simply explained, turned and left.

Feng Bai blinked, blinked again, turned around and ran, caught up with Meng Ling halfway, grabbed him, and dragged him along to run.

"..." Meng Ling, "... let go."

"No," Feng Bai said, "You just came into contact with them, and you don't know their horror level. I can't leave you behind, so whoever said that, I am your senior brother, and I will take good care of you in the future."

Meng Ling: "..."

Duan Cheng was looking for a wife, and from a distance, he saw the two of them holding hands, running wildly against the wind, and suddenly became angry: "Fuck, Feng Bai, how dare you hook up with my wife, you don't want to live anymore?!"

Feng Bai ran and shouted back: "It's not like that!"

"Isn't that what?!" Duan Cheng strode behind and thought for a while, "Tao, are you going to elope?!"

Feng Bai: "No, no, no..."

Meng Ling: "..."

It's really too bad!The pressure of life was so great that he wanted to dig a hole and bury himself.

They ran all the way to the classroom, Duan Cheng chased after them, pulled them away forcefully, and put his wife in his arms: "Stop fucking dreaming, he's mine!"

"I know." Feng Bai raised his hands in surrender, and it took a lot of effort to explain clearly.

"Then you can't hold my daughter-in-law's hand either!" Duan Cheng panted heavily, looking at him with hatred, "Didn't I tell you to find a Taoist companion? Why didn't you look for it?"

"...Where can I find it? How about you introduce one to me?"

Duan Cheng was startled, rubbed his chin and thought for a while: "That's fine, I'll help you find someone."

Feng Bai immediately saw the savior, and looked at him movedly: "Then I'll leave it to you! It's best to hurry up."

"Understood." Duan Cheng told him to go away, hugging his wife for a while.

Before the class bell rang, Teacher Wang suddenly stepped into the small courtyard and waved to Meng Ling with a smile: "I have something to inform you."

Meng Ling nodded, broke away from Duan Cheng and stepped forward.

"The grades have already come down. After consultation with several school leaders, they unanimously decided to transfer you to Class 1."

Meng Ling was startled, and Duan Cheng and Ye Jue, who were not far away, were also startled, and they all looked over.