The first dragon of all time

"Is there anyone at this location?"

A female disciple walked to the right side of Long Qingchen and asked timidly.

"no one."

Long Qingchen glanced at her strangely and had a slight impression of this female disciple, named Zhao Xiaolu.

On the one hand, because Zhao Xiaolu is beautiful, with a face value of 9.3, among the many beautiful disciples of the No. 3 Martial Arts Hall, he is second only to Jiang Xin'er who has a perfect score, Hua Yuyan who has a score of 9.8, and Mu Qingxue who has a score of 9.5. I am a person who loves good looks, so I have paid attention to this Zhao Xiaolu...

On the other hand, it is because Zhao Xiaolu is a bit "different". Other beautiful disciples are wearing precious jewelry, such as bracelets, necklaces, earrings, etc., but Zhao Xiaolu has never found a single jewelry. Maybe it is Because my family background is not very good, I have a bit of low self-esteem and have almost no friends. I often sit alone in the corner.

What surprised him was why Zhao Xiaolu suddenly sat next to him?

"Thanks."

Zhao Xiaolu whispered softly, leaned down and sat down, taking out pen, ink, paper and inkstone from the cloth bag. She seemed a little panicked and spilled a little ink.

Mu Qingxue poked Long Qingchen with her elbow, rolled her eyes and said, "Looking at her like this, does she like her?"

Zhao Xiaolu's face turned red, he lowered his head slightly, stretched out his white hands, and began to polish the ink.

"What is straight hook?"

Long Qingchen corrected, "I just looked at it twelve times."

He just wanted to lighten the atmosphere. Unexpectedly, after hearing what he said, Zhao Xiaolu's face turned even redder, reaching to his neck.

"Thank you for being able to speak out."

Mu Qingxue said angrily, "I ask myself, I'm not bad in appearance, but why do I never take another look at you?"

Long Qingchen turned to look at her and remained silent.

Maybe he felt scared when he saw her, so Mu Qingxue reached out and wiped the goosebumps on her arms, "Why are you looking at me like this?"

Long Qingchen still stared at her, "I think your face is a weak one, so I'm not interested in you."

"Seeking death!" Mu Qingxue was angry, stretched out her fist, and hit him on the shoulder.

Just as the two were flirting, the old minister came, tremblingly walked to the pulpit, sat down cross-legged, didn't say much nonsense, and started talking directly. When he talked about the mysterious place, he shook his head like a scholar. Old Master.

Long Qingchen sat upright, listened carefully, and took notes when he encountered something he didn't understand.

"Senior Brother Qingchen, you made a mistake in your notes. Compressing spiritual power can enhance its power. You wrote it as Yasuo..."

Zhao Xiaolu glanced at Long Qingchen's notes intentionally or unintentionally, and pointed out the error in a low voice.

Long Qingchen didn't care, "It's okay, just understand it yourself."

"Oh." Zhao Xiaolu couldn't say anything more.

Since coming to the outside world, Long Qingchen has taken many notes at Lingwu Academy and Daqian Royal Academy and stored them in the space ring. He plans to use them as "family heirlooms" and pass them on to his sons or disciples.

"I have the Black Ice Martial Vein. Why do I sometimes feel cold all over my body, or even my whole body is frozen?"

"This situation occurs because your meridians are damaged and the black ice spiritual power seeps from the meridians into your flesh and blood. This is a very dangerous phenomenon. You should pay attention. It is best to stop practicing in the near future, and, Take the meridians-repairing elixir to make up for the broken meridians."

"I understand, thank you mentor!"

"Although the martial arts skills I practice are very powerful, they often fail to hit the enemy. How can I improve the hits?"

"There is no shortcut to improve your hit. You can only practice more. I will give you some suggestions."

"First point, don't always practice martial arts in the martial arts field. The target in the martial arts field moves in a straight line, and the enemy will turn. Therefore, you should engage in more actual combat, compete with others, and fight with ferocious birds and beasts. This is all good. s Choice."

"Second point, you have to learn to predict, that is, the direction and location of the enemy's upcoming movement."

"Third point, you can first practice martial arts that are easy to hit. Don't pursue too much power. No matter how powerful it is, it is of no use if it can't hit the enemy."

"The fourth point is that you can enhance your induction and use it to lock the enemy's aura, so that your martial arts can track the enemy. No matter how the enemy dodges, you can hit it. This is the best way, and of course, it is also the most difficult way. .”

"I understand, thank you tutor!"...

When it came time to ask questions, the disciples enthusiastically asked questions. Lao Shangshu was very knowledgeable about cultivation and answered almost every question.

A male disciple asked a strange question, why he kept farting during practice, which caused the disciples to burst into laughter and pushed the atmosphere to the climax.

The old minister did not laugh, and answered very seriously. This was because spiritual power penetrated into the valley, causing the airflow in the valley to expand.

After class was over, Long Qingchen was about to pack up his pen, ink, paper and inkstones and leave, but Zhao Xiaolu said that he wanted to ask him for advice on something he didn't understand.

"Junior Sister Xiaolu, if there is something wrong with you, just tell me."

Long Qingchen looked at her strangely. Just now, during the question session, Zhao Xiaolu didn't ask any questions, but now she came to ask him. Obviously, it was a bit abnormal.

Zhao Xiaolu hesitated.

"If you don't tell me, I'll leave."

Long Qingchen was a little helpless and wanted to leave.

Zhao Xiaolu became anxious and suddenly knelt on the ground.

Long Qingchen was startled for a moment and quickly helped her up, "Get up, what are you doing?"

Zhao Xiaolu's eyes turned red, and she was filled with tears. "The fourth son of the Prime Minister's Mansion fell in love with me and wanted to marry me as his concubine. I didn't want to marry him, but if he said he didn't agree, he would arrest my family. I There is really no other way, so I want to ask Senior Brother Qingchen for help. The entire imperial capital knows that Senior Brother Qingchen is the only one who is not afraid of the powerful."

Upon hearing this, Long Qingchen suddenly became furious and furious, "This is unreasonable, he did what I wanted to do!"

Zhao Xiaolu was confused and looked at him blankly. What did he want to do? ...

Long Qingchen patted her slender shoulder, "Don't be afraid. Where is he? Ask Shuyuan www.zhaoshuyuan.com to take me to him."

Zhao Xiaolu's eyes were strange and his face turned red. "He is also a disciple of Daqian Royal Academy and is in the fourth martial arts hall."

"It turns out that he and Wan'er are in the same martial arts hall."

Long Qingchen's eyes turned cold, "Let's go and eat first. After eating, we will go directly to the No. 4 Martial Arts Hall to find him. I will break his fifth leg."

Zhao Xiaolu followed him to the canteen with a confused face, like a puppet.

After eating, he took Zhao Xiaolu directly to the No. 4 Martial Arts Hall.

"That is the Fourth Young Master of the Prime Minister's Mansion."

Zhao Xiaolu looked at a young disciple, his body trembled, and he seemed a little afraid.

Long Qingchen looked in the direction she was looking, and saw a young disciple talking, laughing, and flirting with several beautiful female disciples, which made him even more angry, "It's unreasonable to disturb other disciples' lunch break! "The First Dragon of All Time"