Stupid beauty doesn't want to be a demon

Xi Feiluan and Meng Xiangyang rushed to the big square outside the main hall to attend the morning class.

When they were about to arrive, Meng Xiangyang saw dozens of inner disciples lined up in the open space from a distance. Meng Xiangyang suddenly remembered and touched his waist: "Junior brother, where is my great sword?"

"..." Only then did Xi Feiluan realize that they didn't know where to throw the weapons they picked out last night.

He thought for a while: "Maybe... in the cafeteria?"

"Eh?! Why are you in the cafeteria?" Meng Xiangyang was more stunned than he was.

Xi Feiluan was silent for a while: "Do you remember how we got back to Fuhua Peak last night?"

Meng Xiangyang looked blank: "Didn't you take me back?"

"..." Xi Feiluan didn't want to talk anymore, and walked straight to the square.

Song Huai came to the morning class today, and he ordered several disciples to move a thick stack of books, and he was distributing them to the disciples in the square one by one.

As soon as Xi Feiluan stood in an inconspicuous position behind the team, a book was stuffed in his arms. He picked it up and looked, it was the basic mental method of Huanqi Palace.

Xi Feiluan has long memorized this book fluently, only listening to Song Huai carefully explaining the content of the book to his disciples in front of the crowd, all the disciples don't know whether they understand it or not, they all agree again and again.

There is only one hour of morning class, so it looks like I won't be practicing martial arts today.

Xi Feiluan clenched the book in his hand, thinking that after morning class, he had to go to the cafeteria to see if the weapons were thrown there.

More than half an hour passed, many disciples stood a little bit backache, Song Huai was still standing in front holding the mental method, Meng Xiangyang also held the mental method in his arms like a baby, and murmured to Xi Feiluan: "Master Song's words just now What do you mean, you have to be calm to open this book? If I don't calm down, I won't be able to read this book?"

Xi Feiluan: "When you are lucky, your mentality is stable, and it is not easy to breed mental obstacles."

"Then, if I don't control my mood, I might go crazy?" Meng Xiangyang suddenly became nervous.

"Not yet." Xi Feiluan glanced at him.

Meng Xiangyang chased after him: "Then when will it be?"

"After you condense the golden core."

Meng Xiangyang was terrified immediately: "Can I be promoted directly to Nascent Soul without concentrating?"

"……cannot."

The two of you chatted with each other sentence by sentence. Song Huai over there finally finished his lecture, and it was almost time for today's morning class. Song Huai closed the book and clapped his hands: "Men and nephews, remember to familiarize yourself with this mental method first when you go back. In the first three pages, tomorrow we will explain in detail how to feel the qi in your body, but most of you have already been able to induce qi into the body, so let’s go back and explore on your own, waiting for other disciples who have not yet touched this way. "

Some people in the crowd raised their hands, a little dissatisfied: "Uncle Song, why should we wait for those who are slow learners? Why don't we just let them learn by themselves?"

Song Huai was taken aback, with a troubled expression on his face: "If everyone is at the same pace, it will be easier to get up in the morning class..."

"But we all learned it at home!"

Some disciples complained one after another: "Yes, yes, I have been able to induce Qi into my body several years ago, why waste time waiting for them?"

"Can't we teach separately? Let those with poor foundations learn by themselves!"

The crowd was chaotic, and Song Huai stood in front with an even more troubled expression: "Everyone...be careful, don't be impatient, there is one more thing to announce today, and in a few days Zongzhong will go down the mountain to repair the enchantment for the ordinary people in the fringe areas , Zong Li discussed it and decided to take you to go together, it is considered as training, and the specific matters will be discussed in detail when they are finalized."

The crowd became quiet for a while, and some disciples muttered: "Repair the enchantment? We don't know how to do it either. What if something goes wrong..."

Song Huai smiled gently: "Someone will take it with you, and the distribution to you is very simple. Then you can run errands and paste the talismans. Your performance at that time will be recorded in the disciple handbook. If it is good, it may be valued and accepted by all of you masters and uncles as a personal transmission."

The ears of the disciples immediately perked up: "Disciple Handbook? Do we still have this?"

"Of course." Song Huai: "Your sect master's uncle was directly promoted from the inner sect to the knee of the former sect master because of his outstanding performance back then."

"Wow - that's amazing."

"As expected of the master."

All the disciples were amazed again and again, thinking that Song Huai hadn't accepted an apprentice yet, their attitude became enthusiastic in an instant, and they began to express their determination diligently: "Uncle Song, we will definitely perform well!"

"At that time, don't let anyone compete with me. Let's see if I can stand up to three envoys!"

"With your stature, I can handle five people!"

Enthusiastic faces dangled in front of Song Huai, Song Huai nodded with satisfaction, thinking that he would have said it earlier if he knew it, but a voice suddenly broke the enthusiasm.

"That, that..." In the crowd, Xi Feiluan slowly raised his hand: "Can I not go?"

The air froze for a few seconds, and everyone turned their faces away, looking at this disciple who didn't want to make progress with big and small eyes in horror.

Then they found out that this guy was the one who was passed on by the head of Sanlinggen who had hit the big luck, and they wanted to call him the second senior brother in terms of seniority.

In the eyes of many inner sect disciples, the second senior brother who is opposite to the north actually has a lot of disdain. How can a three-spiritual root surpass those of their dual-spiritual roots, and he was accepted by the head of the sect himself? Why should the honor fall on him?

For a moment, the faces of all the disciples were full of colors, only those disciples who were accepted by Meng Chaoxing and Jiang Yao as personal heirs were indifferent.

Song Huai was also a little shocked, are all the children so unmotivated now?

"No way..." Song Huai looked at him in embarrassment: "Unless your master has something to keep you in the sect."

"..." Xi Feiluan put down his hands, as if a little unhappy.

Meng Xiangyang: "Junior brother, why don't you go, what a great opportunity to practice?"

Everyone pricked up their ears and listened, thinking what does this kid want to do?

I only heard Xi Feiluan utter one word slowly: "Lazy..."

"..." The disciples clenched their fists tightly.

Song Huai clapped his hands again in front of him: "Okay, okay, it's time for morning class today, everyone go away, take the time to pack your luggage in advance, this time the journey down the mountain is far away, I guess it will take ten days About half a month."

Everyone said yes again and again, and the expression on Xi Feiluan's face became even more unhappy.

Ten days and a half months, he calculated that his junior brother's catastrophe was very close, at this juncture, how could he leave?

"Junior Brother, Junior Brother, let's go back to the cafeteria to find our weapons?" Meng Xiangyang's urging interrupted Xi Feiluan's thinking.

Xi Feiluan looked up and saw that everyone had almost left: "Well... okay."

The two went to the cafeteria to search, and sure enough, they found their weapons in the corner. Xi Feiluan was walking back with the white-tasseled gun in his arms, thinking about why he could not go to this training, should he pretend to be sick?No, there are people who practice medical skills in the Zongli, and they will be spotted easily.

Xi Feiluan was thinking about how to deal with it. Three days passed in a flash. He denied countless outrageous ideas, and finally his mind went blank.It was night, he clutched his aching head, and didn't want to continue thinking at all.

There was a knock on the door, and Xi Feiluan said, "Please come in."

The door opened, and Meng Xiangyang rushed in, enthusiastically: "Junior Brother Lin! What are you doing?"

Xi Feiluan said slowly, "Nothing."

"Then let's pack our bags! Maybe we can go down the mountain to practice tomorrow," Meng Xiangyang said, stepping on the horse and making a few gestures, and said in a confident voice: "Subduing demons and demons, defending the righteous way!"

Xi Feiluan: "..."

"That's right, junior brother, come here quickly, I'll show you something good."

Xi Feiluan didn't go over, but Meng Xiangyang posted it by himself immediately. He touched his waist pocket mysteriously, and then he took out something and spread his palms in front of Xi Feiluan. It was two similar silver rings.

"This is……"

"Hehehe, junior brother, have you never seen it before? This is not an ordinary ring. It is called a storage ring. Although it is small, the space inside is as big as half a room!"

Xi Feiluan nodded, the space inside the wooden hairpin on his head was half as big as Huanqi Palace.

Wait a minute, wooden hairpin?Xi Feiluan's heart skipped a beat.

Meng Xiangyang continued: "It's not easy to get these fetishes. I ran through several auction houses in my house to find such a pair, and it cost a lot of money! Come on, junior brother, I'll give you one. Oh, junior brother, you're welcome. We are brothers, come, come, come..."

Meng Xiangyang involuntarily grabbed Xi Feiluan's hand and put it on him forcefully, but saw Xi Feiluan's other hand suddenly touched the back of his head, then pulled off the crown, and then stared blankly at the hand. head crown.

Meng Xiangyang lowered his head and looked curiously at the silver-white tiara in his hand, which was simple in style but delicate everywhere: "Hey, I forgot to ask you, where did this tiara look so good? It would be even better with a ruby ​​inlaid..."

The tiara was held in front of the bronze mirror in Xi Feiluan's room, it was an old thing from his past, he did not know when he brought it on his head...

What about the wooden hairpin that Fei Zha gave him?

Xi Feiluan blinked: "I seem to have dropped something."

In the extreme north, in Moshou Palace.

In front of the dim window, a figure walked back and forth. By the fireplace, Fei Qi squatted in front of a small wooden stool to warm up the fire, her face full of speechlessness: "Brother, why are you wandering around?"

The figures outside the window walked back and forth, muttering: "The lord has not reported his safety for three days, and he has not reported his safety for three days... Tomorrow, we will lead the army to level that broken mountain!"

Fei Qi's immature face twisted into a ball in disgust: "Didn't I just ask you and the spies in the morning? The lord is living well in the Huanqi Palace, and he goes to the cafeteria with a fool every day at a fixed time. What about eating..."

"Then why didn't you tell me you're safe!"

"..." Fei Qi calmly added a few sticks of firewood to the fireplace, and stabbed his brother in the heart again: "Maybe I think you are annoying..."