Play the cultivation game in the world of immortality

Chapter 113 Spring Rain at the Foot of the Mountain

Light rain began to fall in the sky, and the stone terrace on the top of the cliff became wet.

A young girl with a beautiful appearance passed by the bluestone path under the cliff. The hem of a green shirt that was the same color as the grass was slightly wet, and a lot of grass foam and leaves were scattered here and there.

Jian Cong'an pressed down the hat, stepped on the small puddles one after another on the bluestone slab with a bit of fun, and the lamb he was holding was limp like a cloud, and at this moment he was also forced to follow her and kick it angrily Rainwater in stone pits.

At the end of the bluestone path is a gentle grass slope. The buildings on the grass slope mainly made of bluestone and black wood are indistinct in the rain and mist.

Early this morning, Mr. Fang Shan, the dean of the Guiyuan Academy, followed everyone on the grass slope to announce that a new student was about to be welcomed in the courtyard. Afterwards, I had a big debate with my brothers and sisters, and successfully took over the important task of introducing new students, which is of profound significance.

What is the profound meaning?Jane Cong'an didn't know that she entered the so-called holy land in the eyes of the world ten years ago by mowing the grass quickly. At that time, she was only eight years old, a proper child.

Of course, I am still very childish now.

She is very happy. In the past ten years in the pagoda, her practice was just mowing the grass, mowing the grass every day, mowing the grass every night, and never stopped.

Mowing the grass, why it is necessary to mow the grass, and why mowing the grass is practice, Jian Cong'an doesn't know anything about it. She just does what the instructors arrange. Over the years, her cultivation has indeed been steadily rising.

However, no matter how beautiful the green mountains, trees, sea grass and waves behind the cliff are, after ten years of practice, there will always be some fatigue.

But today is very different - for the sake of receiving new students, she can finally not have to mow the grass one day!

When Jian Cong'an led the lamb to the entrance of Gui Yuan, which was located on the grassy slope under the cliff, a short time had passed since the agreed time, but the entrance was quiet.

"Huh, haven't you come yet?" She jumped onto the big bluestone behind the stone steps at the entrance, letting the rain hit her body, feeling the rare refreshing coolness.

The twists and turns of the mountain roads in the tower and the intersections leading to nowhere emerged in Jian Cong'an's memory. In addition to that, plus the overlapping forest maze and mountain roads outside the Guiyuan, he could have It is also a long time to find the way.

Failure to arrive on time is also a very normal little thing.

Thinking of this, she leaned on the big bluestone with peace of mind, and took out a delicate and small wooden box from her pocket.

"I don't know if the new student will be Junior Brother or Junior Sister?"

Jian Cong'an twisted a piece of cold cake in the shape of peach blossoms in the box, biting it down, the aroma of peach blossoms was condensed and lingering, the taste was dense and soft, and the ice-cold taste made her feel good.

"BAA Baa baa."

Under the big bluestone, the lamb whose fluff was wet by the rain seemed to be dissatisfied with her behavior of eating alone, circling around in irritability, raising its head occasionally and grunting a few times.

"You want to eat too?" Jian Cong'an blinked, and a piece of leaf-shaped cold cake fell on the lawn in front of the lamb.

She secretly led the lamb out of Senior Brother Gu's hut this morning. The dean said that the new student might be a little young and hadn't learned how to control the wind.

In this case, when someone comes later, they can ride the lamb through the grass waves at the fastest speed to meet everyone. Now, it can't be hungry, otherwise she won't be able to explain to Senior Brother Gu.

Jian Cong'an thought she was very thoughtful, and continued to eat snacks, "I know it's not good for me to think like this. It should be the same whether it's a junior sister or a junior."

But in her heart she still wanted a little junior sister, a soft, well-behaved, delicate and beautiful little girl who was different from the sloppy ones who were messing around in the fields.

Speaking of which, among the current teaching students of Gui Yuan, there are those who grow melons, vegetables and rice, and those who mow grass, hoe and cut trees. Except for Mr. Fang Shan, the dean, there is no one who grows flowers.

"I think it's good to plant flowers. The flowers are beautiful and delicious."

"Baa baa, baa baa, baa."

What the lamb means is that you just want to eat, and you also want to find yourself a fresh toy.

It pouted its hooves, and while grunting dissatisfiedly ate the little snack in front of it in spite of the rain and falling flowers.

"Okay okay, you're right."

She, Jian Cong'an, is not a big shot, so she can't do it.

What's wrong with little kids wanting something they like more?

Cultivation has no time. Compared with those cultivators who are thousands of years old, those under a hundred years old are young people, and those in their teens are even young children. She is a child, simple and innocent, and was very protected by the elders in the past. A good child, after coming to the tower, is still well protected by her teachers, brothers and sisters who are much older than her.

When Wuzong Pagoda recruits students, unlike other sect schools, it doesn't pay much attention to the quality of the bones, but it is very strict on the quality of mind and character. The teachers even agreed that ten simple-minded elm lumps should be taught. , is better than teaching a complicated white-eyed wolf.

It is precisely because of this that there has never been any dispute in Tari, and she is still simple and innocent.

After staying in the rain for a long time, the food box was almost empty, Jian Cong'an stared blankly at the last cloud-shaped cold cake that was as fluffy and soft as a lamb in the box.

She thought that if a younger junior sister would come later, she would be willing to give her her favorite Yunxu cake and let her live with her, so that she could have hot snacks every day.

Junior sister, will it be as soft as a cloud?Jane Cong'an couldn't know the answer to the question for a while, she looked at the lawn at the entrance again, except for a few pheasants jumping around and falling flowers, no one disturbed her.

"My little Yunduo, why hasn't he come yet..."

On the lawn, the lamb became more and more anxious, pacing back and forth, looking up from time to time.

Why can't you ask the teacher why he hasn't come yet?What's the use of sighing on the spot, it's almost turning into a drowned lamb, no matter how you look at it, something's wrong!

But its skin is just a lamb, and it can't open its mouth yet.

It shouldn't count on this group of idiots who only have farming in their minds!

After baaing, the lamb chopped off its hooves and shook off the rainwater hidden in its fur. Regardless of Jian Cong'an's call behind him, the lamb began to sprint towards the top of the cliff.

Before climbing into the boat, Sheng Yu thought for a long time whether to go back the same way, or to wait for his brother on the top of the cliff to find him.

But the tower is too big, she is not sure if Chu Yan can find herself, and she is not sure if she can find someone to help after she goes out.

The Wuzong Tower is also very different from what she thought.

Guiyuan is not a courtyard.

In fact, the detection array disk told Sheng Yu that it is a small world located in the cave and blended with the cave.

(End of this chapter)