Chapter 17: Cheeky

The next day, Han Yunzong Wuchen returned from a real life tour, bringing back an eleven-year-old disciple. Although it was not the time to open the mountain, Han Yunzong was in a special situation at this time, and the legendary Da Zong Men did not seem to be found. Therefore, the disciple was directly included in the inner door without evaluation.
This disciple was naturally dressed by Jing Yue. In order to avoid being recognized, he used Yi Rongdan and hid Xiu Wei, and even Lan Feng was thrown at Baiwu Peak.
The reason why he chose to start from the inner door is because the inner door is affected by both the core disciples and the outer door. It's like a bridge in the middle. Once the bridge is broken, the core disciples have no roots, and the outer doors have no source.
And his purpose is to find out the specific situation of these three factions. Of course, a one-size-fits-all solution is possible, but the root cause is not the root cause, and he must fundamentally resolve the matter.
Jing Yue took the token of Zongmen, and split flowers and willows all the way to the divided dormitory.
At this time, the evening class ended, and the three roommates in the room were all there. Several people should have received the news in advance. It was not surprising to see him, they only glanced indifferently, then turned their heads and ignored them.
Jing Yue was heartbroken, and said generously, "Hello Brothers, my name is Jingshan."
The oldest and thin young man said "Oh" indifferently, never leaving the book from the beginning to the end of his eyes. The other two were in their teens. One of them was handsome, even if he didn't speak, and was three-pointed. The other was a little fat. He took a peek at Jing Yue, and quickly drew his eyes back, his eyes and his nose, his nose and his heart. Focus intently somewhere on the edge of the window.
If the news from Jing Yue is correct, these people are all civilians. And he was brought back to Jinzong by Jin Dan's real person. That being the case, it is only natural to be rejected by the roommates.
But where could Jing Yue stop, he directly said, "Why don't you ignore me?"
Everyone: "..."
Should n’t ordinary people feel embarrassed or angry when facing cold violence? How could he utter a word? This uncomfortable turn to a few roommates instead.
The fat man couldn't sit still first. He got up from his position and coughed, "That's my name, Yu Xiaobao."
Jing Yue enthusiastically said, "Hello Brother Yu!"
Yu Xiaobao was the youngest in the dormitory, but he was five years older than the newcomer Jingshan. When he saw that the other party was born with a tiger head and a brain, he was indifferent, and said a little bit, "Just call me Xiaobao, I'm not as tall as you."
He just blew air into his body.
"Humph!"
The tall and thin young man snorted suddenly, and Yu Xiaobao shrank his neck and quickly returned to his position.
Seeing this, Jing Yue walked straight to the tall and thin young man. "This brother, dare to ask the surname?"
The tall and thin young man is not as weak as Yu Xiaobao. He flipped a page of the book leisurely, and once again issued a mocking "hum" from the nasal cavity.
Jing Yue sincerely said, "Brother Hu, hello."
Tall and thin youth: "..."
The Qingxiu boy couldn't help laughing, he shook his head and said to Jing Yue: "His surname is Liang, his name is Liang Yuan." He arched his hand again: "My surname is poetry, and I am taboo."
Jing Yue: "Brother Poem, your last name is really rare."
"You too." Shi Nian smiled, and then said, "What spiritual root talent are you? It's amazing that you have already exercised your vitality at the age of eleven."
I think he is eighteen this year, and he is worthy of dual training.
Han Yunzong is not like the desolate city of Da Ri, in Liu Laohan's eyes, ten years of forging success is simply a genius among geniuses. There are a lot of successful people in the cold forged body in the Han Yunzong area for about ten years. According to legend, there are also talented people who can breathe into the body in only seven or eight years.
However, it is a big hurdle to bleed air into the body, and it takes a lot of time to step in from the bleed air into the body. Even in Han Yunzong, rare talents like Jingshan are rarely seen.
Jing Yue: "I am the mutated Lei Linggen."
As soon as the words came out, Shi Nian and Yu Xiaobao were shocked, and even Liang Yuan couldn't help looking at him.
Single Spirit Root is another mutation, no wonder ...
Liang Yuan was more alert, and with such talent, a personal line would surely come soon. Alas, letting Jingshan live in their dormitory was tantamount to planting a nail.
He was upset, and slammed the lights out of the room with one palm. "Don't talk nonsense, go to bed. There will be lessons tomorrow morning."
The room was quiet.
Jing Yue looked out of the house, and it was not completely dark yet.
Also, do they need to sleep? Don't need to wash when sleeping?
At this moment, Jing Yue was lost.
In the morning, the sun pierced through the cracks of the ancient trees and fell in the courtyard. The green clouds and green plants were contaminated with morning dew, and a thin haze was floating on the ground. Suddenly, a harsh bird sound cut through the morning serenity.
As soon as Jing Yue came out of the dormitory, a blue baby bird rushed into his arms. His wings and claws clung to his front flap, crying crying, "Please, don't leave me, what would I do without you, the night of insomnia I fear the most alone ..."
Jing Yue looked at a little hair on her head and knew in her heart, "Yi Ye bullied you?"
Lan Feng froze and buried her head in Jing Yue's arms, sobbing sadly.
Jing Yue: "..."
But Lan Feng was too conspicuous. Qian Yue and Liu Tianhao both saw it. Jing Yue thought about it and planned to disguise it.
Yi Rongdan was only eatable by humans, so he found several common plants to make dyeing ointments.
"What color do you like?"
Lan Feng recalled the fashion in the world of thousands, fell into deep thinking, and said for a while: "Mary Su Se."
Jing Yue :? ?
"It's colorful hair, colorful mouths, colorful claws."
Jing Yue: "..."
In the end, the little blue chicken turned into a little yellow chicken, and Jing Yue did not satisfy the aesthetics of the blue phoenix.
He asked Lan Feng to find a place to stay first, and hurried to the dojo himself. As for the rest of the dormitory, he left him long ago.
"Why don't you wait for me?" Jing Yue squeezed into the middle of Yu Xiaobao and Shi Nian and said to himself, "Remember to wait for me next time."
"..."
The morning class of Han Yunzong's inner door was nothing special, and the lecturer was only rotated by the disciples in the foundation period. Today, he gave some training tips on basic mentality. Jing Yue listened to it, and he closed his eyes and practiced.
After the morning class, someone called Jingyue and asked him to pick up Zongmen Lu this month.
What surprised Jing Yue was that Liang Yuan, who had always had a bad face on him, offered to accompany him, and pulled Shi Nian and Yu Xiaobao together.
It wasn't until Jing Yue who received the elixir was blocked by several disciples who practiced qi and qi, that he understood the reason.
"Sister, the young and old are orderly. Do you have the honor to honour the brother before you get the good stuff?"
Jing Yue Yuguang saw that his roommates were a dozen steps away from him all at once. He quietly retracted his gaze, surrendered the spirit stone and the elixir, and saw no hesitation and unwillingness.
"..." Honestly, there is no way to find fault.
The party who achieved the goal hula went away, Jing Yue turned to his roommate, and saw a few of them straighten unconsciously.
Liang Yuan looked at him alertly. Shi Nian couldn't see his expression. Only Yu Xiaobao was guilty and his eyes avoided.
Jing Yue laughed: "Let's go back, thank you for accompanying me."
"..."
In the evening, while Jingyue was away, the three roommates talked secretly.
Liang Yuan: "You said, is there a problem in the mind of this new Jingshan? We didn't care about the cold violence, and he was robbed of the spiritual medicine by the civilians’ brothers.
Yu Xiaobao said, "Maybe he is still young. Today we deliberately watched him lively and he was not angry. I have a little guilt."
Shi Nian thought for a while: "It doesn't necessarily mean that I don't really care, it may be deep-working."
Yu Xiaobao: "He is only eleven years old. Where do you know what motives?"
Liang Yuan sneered: "You can't be as stupid as you are."
Yu Xiaobao: "I ..."
"What are you talking about?" Jing Yue pushed in the door from the outside with a yellow chicken on his head. "I just picked up such a small thing from Houshan and it looks very cute. Can I raise it?" "
Lan Feng blinked pitifully.
For a moment no one paid attention to him, Jing Yuezhen breathed a sigh of relief, "Just don't object, I know, you are all good people."
Liang Yuan :? ? ?
Shi Nian & Yu Xiaobao: ...
At this time, a female voice rang out of the courtyard: "Is Master Jingshan here?"
Liang Yuan was a couple of people, but they also wanted to understand: here!
Must be a pro-spreader!
Jing Yue ignored the three people's weird expressions, pretending to be puzzled: "Who would come to me?" Then he turned and walked out.
There was a man and a woman standing under the ancient tree in the courtyard, and Jing Yue walked in a footstep. He knew the man who was Liu Tianhao who entered the same day as him.
Yes, Liu Tianhao was also introduced into the ancestors by his disciples, and barely belonged to the probates, but after he left that day, I wonder if Jin Dan really liked him?
The woman glanced at Jing Yue and said lightly, "You are Jingshan?"
"Exactly."
"Well, then follow me."
"where to?"
The woman seemed to be impatient, and her brows frowned slightly: "You will have a party in the evening. Come together."
Jing Yue: "Ya Ji? But for cultivation."
"No."
"That's for the big thing?"
"No." The woman frowned, apparently patiently.
Liu Tianhao checked his words, and jumped out, "Your boy has so much talk, do you want to go?"
"I don't want to."
Liu Tianhao: "..."
Jing Yue: "Since it's not for cultivation, and it doesn't involve major events, what are you doing with me? However, thank you, Master and Sister for asking."
The woman's face sank: "You know what you're talking about? This elegant gathering was hosted by Sister Qianxia."
Jing Yue: "That has nothing to do with me?"
The woman thought that Jingshan did not know that they were a first-line biography, and had to say: "Sister Qianxia is a real-life biography disciple of Yuan Yuan!"
"and so……?"
"..."
The woman was intolerable, sneering: "Very well, then please do it for yourself!"
Said to walk away.
Liu Tianhao landed behind his back, sarcasm in his mouth, "don't regret it!"
When Jing Yue returned to the room again, the roommates all showed a shocked face.
Liang Yuan thought that Jingshan had just arrived, and he did n’t know what the benefits were. He satirically said: "Are you really not going? That ’s a pro-gathering party. Do n’t you know? Once you build the foundation, you will worship in Wuchen Reality, you and them Together. "
Jing Yue: "I understand what Brother Liang meant. Someone has approached me today and told me what pro-, family, and civilian factions belong to the inner door. Oh, he also said that you are all civilians."
Shi Nian also wondered: "Then why do you refuse? If you are not blessed by factions, no matter how talented you are, you are just rootless duckweed, anyone can insult."
Jing Yue gave them a strange look.
"I'm here to cultivate. As long as you succeed, who can insult me? The mind uses miscellaneous things and delays cultivation. Isn't it putting the cart before the horse?"
The author has something to say: small theater
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Jingjing: Why don't you wait for me?
Yu Xiaobao & Shi Nian: Ah ah ah he actually asked again, so everyone is embarrassed, okay? Do n’t read it, do you understand it? How do you keep the cold violence in our dormitories like this? !! Every time it ’s uncomfortable for us, who is violent? !!
Liang Yuan: My face is so thick!
Jingjing: Yeah! Thick-skinned, single-handedly can be mixed into home. (Smile.jpg)
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