Cultivate the ruthless way for him

Before dawn the next day, Zhao Zhao got up and went to the lake to collect the fairy dew from the lotus, preparing to make fine wine.

Qilin Wang and his wife like to drink this lotus nectar the most.

Now the apprenticeship plan ended in failure, he will probably return to the Qilin Palace in the future, if he wants to live a good life in the Qilin Palace, the first priority is to please the Qilin King and his wife.

Although he has already done these things with ease, Zhaozhao is inevitably a little frustrated when he returns to the original point.

"Little Qilin, what are you sad about?"

These two days, because Zhaozhao got up early every day to pick fairy dew on the lake, all the fish in the lake got acquainted with Zhaozhao.

Zhaozhao said unhappily, "Don't call me Little Qilin, I'm not Little Qilin."

"Huh?" A little black fish swam out of the water, lying on the lotus leaf and blowing bubbles.

"But your true form is obviously a little unicorn."

Zhao Zhao: "I just have the same horns as Qilin. In short, I am not a little Qilin."

"Then what are you?"

"I...you don't know even if I tell you. Make way and don't block my way. "

"Slightly slightly slightly. I think you are embarrassed to tell us, lest we laugh at you."

Zhaozhao snorted softly, and pulled the little black fish away: "Who is afraid of you making fun of me, I am afraid that you will be ignorant. I am very noble and rare."

In the afternoon, the school specially gave a half-day holiday to let the new disciples go down the mountain to purchase daily necessities.

Gu Jiuyao invited everyone to go to the newly opened clothing store in Shuanghan Town to order new clothes.The fourteen prefectures entered and exited with jade badges. Except for uniform dress during class, there were no special requirements for disciples' clothing at other times. Disciples could wear uniformly regulated free fairy robes issued by the school, and they could also wear fairy robes of their own clan.

The free fairy robes are simple in style, without any expensive decorations, and the children of aristocratic families who were born in noble families and accustomed to fancy clothes and gourmet food have long since gotten tired of wearing them. Therefore, when Gu Jiuyao proposed, everyone responded positively and made an appointment to go down the mountain together.

Si Nan, Xie Yiming, and Lu Xinghe were also willing to go together.

Ye Heng came over to help Gu Jiuyao count the number of people, and when Zhaozhao was counted, he asked unexpectedly: "Zhaozhao, won't you go with us?"

Si Nan was discussing homework with disciples from another family. When he heard this, he looked over and said, "This time the journey is long, and the father, mother, and concubine didn't prepare too many changes of clothes for us. It's old, and it's time to cut some new ones."

Zhao Zhao pursed her lower lip.

Naturally, it's hard to say, it's not that he doesn't want to wear beautiful new clothes, but... he has no money.

I don't know if it's because he got Sinan involved in the apprenticeship, but this time the Qilin Wang and his wife sent him half of the monthly money.

Daily eating, drinking, and maintaining the communication between students are already stretched, and he has no money left to make new clothes.The things in Shuanghan Town are notoriously expensive, and the clothing store that Gu Jiuyao can fall in love with must be the most expensive among the expensive ones.He went with him, and when the time came, he ordered the clothes but couldn't pay for them, and he had to be laughed at by them to death.

He also wants face.

Moreover, when he grows up, he can't act like a baby and ask Sinan for money like he did when he was a child.

So during this period of time, he is stepping up to make lotus nectar so that he can send it back to the Qilin Palace to please the Qilin King and his wife.He knew that Qilin Wang and his wife were soft-hearted people, as long as he behaved more sensible and clever, they might give him more monthly money next month.

But it was impossible for Zhao Zhao to tell Ye Heng such a shameful thing.

Zhaozhao acted indifferent, and said, "My wife's birthday is coming soon, and the lotus flower nectar I gave her hasn't been made yet. I have to hurry up to make it, or I won't be able to make it in time. Besides, I feel that the fairies distributed in the school The gown is very good, so I won’t buy it this time, and I will go down the mountain with my brother to pick it up next time.”

Si Nan didn't think much about it, and told him, "Making wine is the most energy-intensive, so don't get too tired."

Zhao Zhao nodded.

"Don't worry brother, this is what I'm best at."

Ye Heng showed curiosity: "Is it the nectar that can prolong life and increase cultivation? My father is not in good health, and some immortals once advised him to drink more nectar. Zhao Zhao, can you teach me how to do it?"

Zhaozhao snorted in his heart, and said, "This is a secret recipe that I have researched myself, and I will never spread it to the outside world. At most, I will give you a pot of the finished product for you to try."

Ye Heng smiled shyly: "It doesn't matter, the finished product is fine, I will thank you on behalf of my father."

A few days later, Zhaozhao's first batch of lotus flower nectar was ready, in addition to five pots of high-grade, there were also ten pots of low-grade that were not very successful.But compared to ordinary liquor, even the low-grade fine wine is the best in the liquor.

Zhaozhao chose two pots of the best ones, packed them, and gave them to Qilin Wang and his wife together with Sinan's gift.

For the remaining three pots of top grade, one pot was given to Mr. Nan Shan, one pot was given to Mr. Bi Hua, and the other pot... Zhaozhao kept it for himself before he could figure out how to give it away.

The other lower grades were given to the school's teaching officials and the middle gods and minor gods of the [-] states, including two pots for Ye Heng and Sanskrit.

The left and right are done once, and naturally it is best to make the best use of everything.

Zhaozhao has carefully considered that most of the middle gods and minor gods in the [-] states are a bit aloof and arrogant, and it may be difficult to impress them with ordinary gifts. The fine wine is rare and not vulgar, so it is suitable as a gift But that's all.

Of course, as expected, many were sent back.Zhao Zhao was not discouraged, and instead gave the returned low-grade fine wine to the immortal officials under the sect of the middle gods and little gods.

Zhao Zhao's operations soon paid off.

The next day, a fairy official under the sect of Xiaoyao Sanxian came to him and said: "Our lord tasted the nectar of little fairy friend and liked it very much. However, the number of places under the name of the lord this year is full, so we cannot recruit new disciples. If the little fairy is willing, you can enter the school as a disciple outside the sect first, and wait until the next year to recruit disciples, there will be new places, and our lord will give priority to the little fairy."

A disciple outside the sect is still a disciple outside the sect under the lower gods, it is no different from not being a teacher.There are dirty and tiring jobs on weekdays, and I have to rush to do them, so I am inferior to others for no reason.

But some news is better than no news.

Zhaozhao and Xianguan thanked each other, and gave each other some small objects that they brought from Qilin Palace.The other party was embarrassed: "I just pass on a message for little fairy friend, and I can't help you with the rest. Little fairy friend is really too polite."

Afterwards, several immortal officials came over one after another, throwing olive branches to Zhao Zhao on behalf of the masters of the palaces. Their rhetoric was similar to that of Xiaoyao Sanxian. Formal disciples practice in order to avoid delaying their studies.

Facing the long list of god names, Zhaozhao held the pen and drew circles on those names boredly, sighing.

Although Xiashen is also one of the Ascension Gods, his rank is too low. To please them is not as good as to please the Qilin King and his wife to get more tangible benefits.

What's more, the fourteen states only accept disciples once every 300 years. After 300 years, who knows if these great gods will still remember him.The most important thing is that even after 300 years, he can really enter the sect of these lower gods and become a formal disciple, but he will still be oppressed by the disciples of the middle gods and upper gods, and he will never recover.

He came to Fourteen States to find a backer for himself, not to find guilt for himself.But now, even those disciples from poor families who came from humble backgrounds have already apprenticed to their masters. If he doesn't even have a master, he can't be regarded as a formal disciple. What capacity will he continue to study in the future.Could it be possible to be a companion for my brother?

At night, Sinan called Zhao Zhao to him.

He said: "Naturally it is inappropriate to study with me. You have reached the age of entering school and need a master. I have already asked Bi Huajun to let you study with me as a disciple of the outer sect of Zixia Palace. If you pass the exam at the end of the year, you can be promoted to a full-time disciple. Bihua-jun has also agreed."

When the steward heard this, he jumped in a hurry.

"Young master, how did this happen!"

Simon: "I've made up my mind on this matter, so don't talk too much."

Zhaozhao knew that, given Bihua-jun's prejudice against family background, Sinan must have worked hard to get Bihua-jun to agree.Besides, although Bi Huajun looked down on his own background, right now, he really had no other choice.

Zhao Zhao nodded, obediently agreeing.

Sinan stroked Zhao Zhao's hair.

"From tomorrow, after morning class, you will come to Zixia Palace with me to study."

**

This year, Bihuajun accepted three disciples, Si Nan, Gu Jiuyao, and Ye Heng, to teach on weekdays directly on the Yaotai of Zixia Palace.

Naturally, Mr. Bihua looked down on Zhaozhao, but thinking about Sinan's begging for love and the relationship with the Qilin Palace, he only gave a few words of severe reprimand with a cold face, and let Zhaozhao sit at the bottom and listen to the lecture.

A few days passed, but nothing happened.

The only thing that troubled Zhaozhao was that he was not talented enough in spells. It usually took him a day or two to comprehend the spells that other people could master within an hour or two. To discount.

And Bi Huajun never cared, and would never take into account his study progress.

For this reason, Gu Jiuyao made many jokes.

Although Zhaozhao felt that this eldest lady was really ugly, but in order not to cause trouble for Si Nan, he ignored her.

Sinan sometimes spared time at night to help Zhao Zhao learn and understand, but Zhao Zhao's talent in this area seemed to be sealed, no matter how many times he practiced, the effect was not satisfactory.

As patient as Si Nan, he could only comfort him in the end: "Haste makes waste. The practice of magic has something to do with everyone's physique, endowment, and race. Maybe it's because you haven't found the direction you are good at. Slowly explore ,It will be fine."

Although Zhao Zhao was depressed, he also knew that there was no rush for this matter, so he obediently nodded in agreement.Moreover, he was not the only one whose progress was slow. Because Ye Heng had just suffered a serious illness and was in poor health, he was also having a hard time practicing spells.

It's just that Ye Heng has Bi Huajun to take care of him personally after class, so the progress is faster than him.

After morning class the next day, Zhaozhao and Sinan went to Zixia Palace to study together as usual, and when they arrived at Yaotai, they saw Jun Bihua standing on the steps with a cold face and an unfriendly expression in purple clothes.

When his eyes fell on Zhao Zhao, he was particularly unkind.

Sinan was confused, and saluted with Zhaozhao, and heard Bihuajun say angrily: "Ye Heng is weak, so I gave him a Hanyuan Pill newly refined by Siyao Xingjun. This morning, the elixir was missing fly."

The elixir made by Siyao Xingjun can ascend to the sky immediately after eating by ordinary people, and prolong life after eating by immortals, which shows its preciousness.

It's just that no matter how expensive it is, the pill doesn't have wings.Now it has disappeared, implying that it was stolen.

Zhao Zhao said: "Are you sure it was lost this morning? Such a elixir filled with immortal energy, ordinary people can't hide it at all, and you can find it with immortal techniques."

Bi Huajun sneered: "If you can detect it, do you still need to talk about it? Most of the elixir has already been eaten."

Zhao Zhao and Si Nan were both taken aback.

Bihuajun suddenly looked straight at Zhaozhao with his eyes like ice blades, and shouted sharply: "Don't kneel down yet!"

Zhao Zhao instantly understood the meaning behind Bi Huajun's words.

Standing still: "God suspects that I stole Ye Heng's elixir?"

"Who else is it if it's not you." Inside the Yaotai, Gu Jiuyao rubbed his wrists, while Shi Shiran held up the notebook on the case and rolled his eyes in disdain: "Who doesn't know that you come from a humble background, and you can't even learn the simplest spells. You must be coveting the power of that elixir, so you took advantage of Ye Heng's inattention and did such a thing."

Zhaozhao snorted softly, and said, "What kind of thing is that, I don't care about it."

Bi Huajun was furious: "How dare you speak hard!"

Seeing that the situation was not right, Sinan immediately took a step forward, lifted his robe and knelt down: "Master, calm down, this disciple is willing to guarantee his personality, Zhaozhao will never do anything to steal pills."

Ye Heng also hurried out from the Yaotai, knelt down next to Sinan, and said earnestly: "Master, I can assure you that this matter has absolutely nothing to do with Zhaozhao. It's just a pill. If you lose it, throw it away. In the future, I will definitely work hard to practice spells and keep fit."

"It's just a pill?!"

Bi Huajun looked at the two apprentices with hatred.

"You two are so confused. Do you know how much talent and spiritual treasures it takes to refine the elixir, and do you know how helpful it is for the practice of taking a Hanyuan pill?!"

Bihuajun ordered Zhaozhao again: "Kneel down!"

His tone and demeanor seemed to confirm that Zhao Zhao was the one who stole the pill.