There is a grass in front of Xianjun's gate

The training class is for the immortal cultivators from the lower realm to go through after ascending. Because they come from the lower realm, they don't understand the rules of the heavenly court, and they have learned many spells in a mess, so they need to study again in a unified way.

It sounds nice to call it a training class, but in the eyes of some arrogant people in heaven, the training class is just a concentration camp for bumpkins, and letting Ye Qinghe, who was born in Tiangong, go to the training class can be said to belittle his identity.

The little fairy boy who had always advocated punishing Ye Qinghe immediately smiled and said, "The Jade Emperor is wise!"

The Jade Emperor accepted the sound without changing his face, and then took a sneak look at Hanshu, and found that Hanshu was still standing motionless, but the weather outside Lingxiao Palace cleared up.

Very good, Xianjun Hanshu seems to be very satisfied with this punishment.

The Jade Emperor was even more satisfied, stood up, and announced the result of the matter: "Very well, then let Qinghe go to the training class!"

Ye Qinghe: "???"

What the hell? !Is he still waiting to be fined and locked up?Why did it suddenly turn into going to school? !

This is not the same as what was said!

Fortunately, Ye Qinghe did not say this, if the Jade Emperor heard it, the Jade Emperor would definitely slap Ye Qinghe, and then ask him, who told you?

The matter ended like this, and the Jade Emperor, who was afraid that something unexpected would happen, would slip away with the excuse that he had something to do. The Jade Emperor had already left, and the little fairy boy had nowhere to complain. Before he left, he stayed by Ye Qinghe's side for a while, and said angrily: " Sure enough, grass and trees become fine, even if you grow up in the heavenly court, you can't avoid going to the practice class to experience it!"

It seems that this little fairy boy felt that the punishment of going to the training class was quite serious, and for some reason, Ye Qinghe watched the little fairy boy leave with his eyes wide open, unaware that going to the training class was a punishment.

However, the owner of the house actually gave up like this, so he had better stop talking.

The Jade Emperor left, the little fairy boy left, and only Ye Qinghe and Hanshu were left in the Lingxiao Palace. Thinking that he seemed to have caused trouble for Hanshu again, Ye Qinghe felt guilty for a while, and he didn't know where he was going. Why did he step forward, so he had no choice but to stand where he was, and yelled in a low voice: "Hanshu, I..."

Hanshu finally raised his head to look at him.

With just a faint glance, Ye Qinghe felt boundless guilt in his heart. He didn't know how to continue the words in his mouth, so he stood there in a daze, not daring to move.

Seeing him like this, Hanshu let out a long sigh, remembering that when Qinghe made a mistake when he was a child, he stood beside him like this, watching him cautiously, lest his angry appearance prevent him from venting his anger at all.

Didn't expect it to be like this all these years ago.

Hanshu could only let out a long sigh, then turned around and walked outside the gate of Lingxiao Palace. When he reached the gate, seeing Ye Qinghe still not moving, he looked back at him and said lightly, "Still not following?"

This sentence suddenly woke up the dazed Ye Qinghe, and Ye Qinghe hurriedly followed up.

The two left Lingxiao Palace, the ground outside seemed to have just rained, and the air was moist.

Ye Qinghe saw rain when he went to the mortal world, but when did it rain in Tiangong? Looking at the puddles on the ground, he couldn't help asking: "Why is it raining in Tiangong?"

Hanshu didn't look back, but said calmly: "It will always rain in Tiangong."

"Huh? Really? How come I haven't seen it before?"

"It used to be just because I was in a good mood."

Ye Qinghe was taken aback, he didn't understand this sentence, what does it mean that Hanshu is in a good mood, and what does it have to do with Hanshu's mood whether it rains or not?

However, Hanshu didn't look back. During the time he was in a daze, Hanshu had already gone a long way. In order not to be left behind, Ye Qinghe had no choice but to follow.

Hanshu didn't continue talking, and Ye Qinghe couldn't continue to entangle this issue, but thinking about what happened in the hall, he didn't want to continue to be silent like this, so he walked for a while, and finally couldn't bear it anymore, and said in a low voice: " Hanshu, I'm sorry."

Originally, I wanted to help him restore his portrait, but who knew that such a catastrophe would be caused.

I don't know where the portrait was lost.

Thinking of this, Ye Qinghe couldn't help being annoyed for a while, the disaster has happened, and the picture scroll is still missing, which is the most uncomfortable thing.

Hearing Ye Qinghe mention the portrait, Hanshu paused slightly, but did not look back, but said: "Go back."

He said twice to go back, Ye Qinghe didn't dare to mention anything else, so he followed Hanshu obediently and returned to Hanshu Immortal Palace.

Hanshu sent him to the door of his room, then turned and left. Looking at Hanshu's back, Ye Qinghe felt a pain in his heart. He walked into the room by himself because he had no face to keep him.

During the first five years in Hanshu's fairy palace, Ye Qinghe lived in Hanshu's room, slept and ate with him, and was inseparable except in the early morning. It was only when he grew up that Hanshu's bed couldn't fit him, so he moved here.

Recalling that time, Ye Qinghe still misses it.

After returning to the place he was familiar with, Ye Qinghe's tense nerves in the hall suddenly relaxed. It doesn't matter if he relaxes, the side effects of draining his spiritual power before will appear, and there is no pain in his whole body. Dantian It is still empty.

Ye Qinghe walked to his bed and lay down slumped. He intended to take a rest, but just as his back touched the bed, he jumped up again screaming.

Beside the bed, Ye Qinghe turned his head wanting to cry without tears, wanting to look at his back. When he was lying down just now, his back hurt like a needle prick. This silly boy just remembered now that when the study collapsed before, he He was hit on the back by the beam of the study room.

It seems to be injured.

Normally, this kind of trauma can't help him, but when this kind of spiritual power is exhausted, it is not so easy to recover from skin trauma.

Ye Qinghe had no choice but to stand up again, searching for medicine boxes all over the room, wanting to apply medicine for himself.

But how can there be such things as trauma medicine in a fairy's house? Ye Qinghe searched around but couldn't find it. He didn't eat "jelly beans" much years ago. This is good, and he can't even heal his wounds. .

Frustrated, he heard a soft knock at the door. Ye Qinghe's heart tightened, and he hurriedly turned his head to look, only to see Hanshu walking in with his sleeves folded. Seeing Ye Qinghe standing in the middle of the house, he couldn't help but say, "Where are you?" What are you doing standing here?"

He thought that Ye Qinghe had been standing blankly in the middle of the house since he came back, not doing anything.

Seeing Hanshu's indifferent expression, Ye Qinghe couldn't help feeling wronged, well, he knew that he had done something wrong and there was nothing to be wronged about, but he was wronged, right?

So Ye Qinghe stopped talking and just stood there looking at Hanshu.

Hanshu naturally knew Ye Qinghe too, every time he was wronged outside, he didn't say anything when he went home, just looked at him so stubbornly.

This time Ye Qinghe got into trouble, Han Shu deliberately wanted to teach this ignorant boy a lesson, but seeing him like this, his heart softened instantly, he sighed deeply in his heart, he could only maintain his superficial indifference, and said : "Come and sit down."