Cultivation of the husband in the text

Ji Lang and Min Fan continued to walk in the college and slowly walked towards the cafeteria.

Suddenly, a small head popped out from the nearby bushes, calling out, "Brother Fan, Ji Lang."

Min Fan was startled slightly, and beckoned to Xiaohong to let him come over.

Xiaohong got out from the bushes and spit out a weed.

Min Fan helped him pick up the branches and leaves from his head and clothes, "Why did you run into the bushes?"

"I found a patch of red weed growing in the college, so I went to eat it." Xiaohong was very satisfied to be able to eat so many red weeds at once.

Ji Lang couldn't help being stunned, and quickly asked: "Where did you find the red zero grass?"

Although red vines are far less precious than red vines, they are not the wild flowers and weeds that can be seen everywhere on the roadside. Someone must have planted them there specially.

"It's just under a corner of the wall over there. It's full of weeds, and it looks like it's abandoned." Xiao Hong stretched out her hand and pointed behind her.

Hearing this, Ji Lang was a little relieved, but he didn't dare to be careless, "Take us to have a look."

Xiaohong led them to a more secluded place, even desolate.

Min Fan looked around and said, "I never thought there would be such a place in the academy."

Ji Lang looked up at the low wall in front of him, "This place is remote, and it seems to be an abandoned garden opposite."

Xiaohong said: "I have sensed it, and there is no spiritual power fluctuation inside."

The spiritual power of a monk is like breathing. As long as a person is panting, there will be slight fluctuations in spiritual power, but they can be hidden.After hiding, it is not possible to be noticed by people with lower cultivation levels than yourself.

Hearing this, Ji Lang looked at the weeds under his feet and asked, "Are there any red weeds here?"

"There are still a few." Before she finished speaking, Xiaohong swallowed the remaining few red weeds into her belly. "Now it's really just weeds left here."

Ji Lang sighed softly, this place does look barren, and there may be special reasons for the red weeds to appear here and become unowned weeds.

But Ji Lang is not a nosy person, "Let's go, let's go to the cafeteria to get some food."

Xiaohong immediately said, "I'm going to the cafeteria to eat too."

"Today is fine. There are many parents of students in the college. On weekdays, I will pack it for you to avoid being discovered." Ji Lang said lightly.

Xiaohong hummed dissatisfied.

Ji Lang asked: "What about Bai Xuyao's investigation?"

"He is an unnamed disciple of Hengwuzong. Hengwuzong and others are also in the academy, but we haven't found any connection between them and Brother Fan."

Ji Lang carefully searched the content of the novel from his memory, and he only read half of that novel. It mentioned that Hengwu Sect is a small fairy sect, and didn't mention anything else.

Min Fan asked, "Who else is from the Hengwu Sect?"

Xiaohong reported a series of names.

Suddenly, Min Fan opened his eyes wide, "There is a brother in our dormitory named Yan Peiran."

Ji Lang couldn't help laughing, "There is a connection."

He has seen the name Yan Peiran in the book, Yan Peiran is one of Xie Han's loyal supporters, and finally fell in love with the protagonist Gong with Xie Han, the ending can be imagined.

Min Fan took a deep breath, calmed down a bit, and said, "I have no grievances or enmities with them. I can't think of any other reason except Xie Han's thoughts on you."

Ji Lang doesn't think so. On the one hand, he has self-knowledge, and on the other hand, he has analyzed Xie Han through the plot of the novel. He can't help but suspect that Xie Han may know a certain peculiarity of Min Fan, and wants to deal with Min Fan for some purpose.

Ji Lang said: "Know yourself, know your enemy, and win a hundred battles. Xiao Hong, after you have worked hard, go and find out the details of Xie Han's background. He should also be an unnamed disciple of a certain fairy sect."

He didn't read the whole book, and the only thing he knew from the book was that Xie Han came from the Shaoshan School.

Xiaohong bargained: "I want to eat red vine wood."

"I'll buy it for you when I find it out."

"make a deal."

When Xiaohong was checking Xie Han, something happened to Zhao Yupeng.

Zhao Yupeng helped them sublet the small yard, and when he got home, he found that the house had been smashed, and his wife was sitting in the yard crying with her two children in her arms.

"My mother, what's going on?" Zhao Yupeng asked hastily, his pupils widened.

Seeing the man coming back, the woman cried even more fiercely, and said, "Suddenly a group of people came and smashed the things at home indiscriminately, saying that you replaced their magical artifacts with counterfeit ones, and asked you to return them." go back."

"Who are they?"

"It's the Heling Sect, woohoo!"

The two children were also sobbing non-stop, and they were both frightened.

Zhao Yupeng spat, and angrily walked out quickly.

Not long after, Zhao Yupeng gradually calmed down and rushed to Pingzhen Academy to find Ji Lang.

The part that Ji Lang read from the novel included an introduction to the Heling Sect.

The Heling Sect is a small sect in the imperial city. Its leader is only a Jindanqi cultivator, but he is a family member of a high official in the imperial dynasty.

In the imperial city where many forces gathered, the Heling faction bullied the weak and feared the strong, and prevailed in dual cultivation, which disdained monks and ordinary people.

After Zhao Yupeng finished speaking, he wiped away a few tears.

"My house was smashed as soon as it was smashed. It's just that my two poor children are too innocent. The older one is five years old and the younger one is two years old. They were both frightened."

"What do you think?" Ji Lang asked.

"Ji Shao, what else can I think? This must be the He Ling sect who should be cut into pieces trying to blackmail us!" If it was someone else, Zhao Yupeng might also suspect Ji Lang.

At this moment, Zhao Yupeng regretted that he should not have accepted the order from the Heling Sect.

Ji Lang said: "You can ask the Association of Inscribers to notarize. The inscriptions on their so-called fakes were not drawn by me."

Zhao Yupeng couldn't help but thumped in his heart, only then did he realize that Ji Lang could exclude himself.

"However, they will say that after you handed over the magic weapon to me, I gave them a fake one." Zhao Yupeng said anxiously, "Ji Shao, for the sake of our cooperation, you must help me."

It's not difficult for Ji Lang to think that this matter is probably aimed at himself.

"After this matter is resolved, our cooperation will come to an end. I want to concentrate on cultivation."

"……it is good."

Zhao Yupeng has earned more money than he has earned in the past years. He knows how to be content, and he knows not to force it.

Ji Lang said: "Go home first to appease Mrs. Sister-in-law and the child. I will ask someone to deal with this matter."

Zhao Yupeng nodded, "There are fewer labor disciplines."

When all the things were superimposed, Ji Lang couldn't help feeling physically and mentally exhausted.

His cultivation base is limited, he lacks the ability to separate himself, and has no power of his own in the imperial city.

However, he has money.

In addition to the living expenses prepared for him by Master Ji, he has been working hard to make money since he and Min Fan traveled together.

Ji Lang looked down at the things in the ring space, hesitated for a moment, and then went to Min Fan.

Outside the gate of the Sword Academy, the concierge stopped Ji Lang.

"Which branch do you belong to? This is the Sword Academy, so don't intrude indiscriminately, be careful not to be accidentally injured."

"I won't go in, I'll find someone."

"Today is Mr. Zhang's big class, and the class should be over soon, why don't you wait outside?"

"Okay, thank you, uncle."

Ji Lang stood outside the door and waited for a while, thinking that he was about to spend a lot of money, he took out his inscription pen and started working outside the gate of Jianyuan.

Therefore, the big class in the sword academy was not over yet, and more and more people gathered outside the gate of the sword academy unknowingly.

Ji Lang is the No.1 freshman of the Inscription Branch. His inscriptions are highly efficient, not only reflected in speed, but also with a very high success rate.

After learning of his public inscription, the teachers and students of the Inscription Branch rushed to tell each other.

"He is the No.1 freshman of the Academy of Inscriptions this year? Why is he inscribed outside the gate of the Academy of Swords?"

"Who knows, in just a short while, he has already inscribed two magical artifacts, and each magical artifact has superimposed double inscriptions. Just for this skill, we can watch and study and earn money."

"Yes, let's take a good look, maybe we can learn something from his inscription process."

Just now, Ji Lang was stunned by the concierge who was waiting outside the door. He didn't expect this kid to be such a powerful inscriber.

The porter uncle listened to the discussions of many people, and really wanted to tell them that this kid was just waiting for someone here.

After class at the Sword Academy, the students filed out, all stunned by the lively scene outside the door.

Yan Peiran stepped forward to look around, and asked the person next to him, "What are you doing?"

The students of the School of Inscriptions saw that the person who was interrogating was a brother, so they said, "This year's No.1 freshman from our School of Inscriptions is here to write an inscription. Everyone is here to observe."

After Yan Peiran asked the answer, she immediately told Xie Han.

Xie Han couldn't help but frowned slightly, guessing why Ji Lang was here.

It is precisely because of this that various emotions of resentment, unwillingness, envy, and jealousy linger in my heart.

Min Fan and Meng Yuling came out a bit late, and were shocked when they saw the scene at the door.

Meng Yuling asked the people around him: "Why are there so many people gathered at the door?"

A classmate of the Sword Academy said: "Someone was inscribed, and almost all the people from the Inscription Academy were attracted, even the teacher came."

Meng Yuling looked at Ji Lang: "Could it be your family?"

"It should be him." Before the words finished, Min Fan hurried forward to squeeze in front of the onlookers.

Seeing this, Meng Yuling hurried forward to help, and squeezed to the front together.

At this time, Ji Lang was immersed in his inscriptions, concentrating seriously.

Min Fan waited until he finished the inscription on a magic weapon, and then stepped forward to call him.

"Why is the inscription here?"

Seeing him coming, Ji Lang smiled slightly, put away his things, and said, "I'm waiting for you to finish class."

Being watched by so many people, Min Fan couldn't help but blush with embarrassment.

At this time, the porter uncle came to evacuate the crowd, "It's all gone, let's go, this kid is waiting for someone here, there's nothing to see now, let's go, let's go."

Ji Lang glanced lightly at the concierge and the dispersed crowd, and said to Min Fan: "I'm going to discuss something with you. I need money urgently. You give me some first, and I will replenish it to you later when I earn money."

After finishing speaking, Ji Lang himself felt that what he said seemed to be said by a liar. "I will do what I say."

"How much do you need?" Min Fan wondered, what did he need money for?

Ji Lang thought for a while, "Give me half first, I'll ask you if it's not enough."

"En." Min Fan responded lightly, and gave him more than half of the spirit stones in the ring. "This is your money, you...don't spend it recklessly, and don't work yourself too hard just to make money."

There was a smile on Ji Lang's lips, and he explained: "There is something wrong with Zhao Yupeng, probably aimed at me, I'll ask someone to help me deal with it."

Min Fan opened his eyes wide and warned, "Be careful."

"Well, I'm busy first, I can't accompany you today."

"I'm with Meng Yuling, I don't need you to accompany me, go get busy."

Ji Lang glanced at Meng Yuling who was three steps away, then returned to Min Fan, paused, and then left.

Meng Yuling walked to Min Fan's side, and said with an exaggerated expression: "Your man gave me a fierce look just now, it's really scary."

Min Fan was both ashamed and amused by him.