Too bad, I was treated as a negative teaching material by Zongmen

Chapter 31
Rong Yueyuan stood next to Song Yizhi holding a teacup, looked at Feng Yi'an who was manipulating the spiritual power to hang up the beef strips, and asked, "Aren't you afraid that he will get angry if you plan so hard on Young Master Yao?"

He was surprised when he saw Song Yizhi bringing Feng Yian to dinner, and after dinner Song Yizhi asked Feng Yian to help him, he realized that this demon young master had jumped into a pit.

"It only takes a little bit of spiritual power, and he won't be angry." Song Yizhi said confidently.

As for why I can be so sure, it may be because of the inexplicable sense of familiarity.

Rong Yueyuan took a sip of tea, "You can obviously do it yourself."

Song Yizhi glanced at Rong Yueyuan quietly.

She wants to!

But she is about to break through to the late stage of foundation establishment when she uses her spiritual power!

Song Yizhi used to like her talent very much, but after she laid down the salted fish, this outrageous talent gave her a headache!

Others tried their best to absorb spiritual power, but she tried to avoid it, but it was useless!

Because the spiritual power will rub against her!

She has not practiced for 19 years and has been able to break through to the middle stage of foundation establishment, which shows the horror of the best spiritual root.

Rong Yueyuan understood the resentment and accusation in Song Yizhi's eyes.

He looked away.

There is no way, who made Song Yizhi the best ice spirit root, the best spirit root is like this, and can break through in just a night's sleep.

With the strength of the spiritual power of Jiaoyue Peak, she should be able to get the Golden Elixir in a few years, and the Nascent Soul within a hundred years.

Of course, this is under the condition that she does not practice.

Feng Yi'an neatly hung the beef strips on the bamboo pole, and was very happy after being praised by Song Yizhi.

Feng Yi'an took the warm water from Song Yizhi, took a sip and asked, "Zhizhi, if Brother Song knows that you brought me to dinner, will he be angry?"

"No." Song Yizhi said, "Brother is quite generous."

Generous?

Feng Yi'an lowered his eyes and took a sip of water, but didn't speak.

It was almost time, and the three of them went to the academy.

The afternoon class is still running.

Song Yizhi didn't go directly, she sat down beside Rong Yueyuan.

Song Yiheng looked at his sister who was upright and skipped class, and tried to make her move, "Zhizhi, you should go for a walk at least twice."

Song Yizhi turned a deaf ear.

Song Yiheng sighed, looking at the fifth elder who didn't say a word, he believed Huaizhu's complaints.

Although it is very tiring and hard to practice exercises while running with weights, it can indeed get twice the result with half the effort.

For example, Lan Qianqian, who was still in the early stage of qi refining before, broke through to the middle stage of qi refining after running back yesterday.

Although the other new disciples were not as outrageous as Lan Qianqian, their spiritual power was much thicker.

The disciples who tasted the sweetness didn't complain, they all gritted their teeth and endured it.

Song Yiheng looked at it for a while, then raised his hand to bow to Rong Yueyuan, and asked, "Fifth Elder, can this disciple go for a few laps?"

Looking at the bone fairy brother, Song Yizhi couldn't help being speechless.

It really deserves to be named the second cultivating maniac after the fifth elder!
"Go." Rong Yueyuan said, and after he finished speaking, he glanced at Song Yizhi.

Why is there such a big difference between siblings?
One works hard, and the other just wants to farm all day long.

Rong Yueyuan couldn't understand it.

Song Yizhi took out a piece of beef jerky, tore off a small piece and chewed it slowly.

The air-dried beef jerky was a bit hard, and when Song Yiheng and the others finished running, she didn't eat half of the beef jerky.

Song Yiheng walked around to adjust his breathing before walking towards Song Yizhi.

"Brother, wipe off your sweat." Song Yizhi pointed to the sweat on Song Yiheng's forehead.

Song Yiheng pinched a dust removal formula, and his whole body was immediately refreshed.

"Zhizhi, you really don't want to try it?" Song Yiheng's voice was gentle, "After running, I felt refreshed and very comfortable."

Song Yizhi shook his head, "No, no, no."

She can't experience this kind of happiness, just let her brother experience it alone!
Song Yiheng no longer insisted.

Bei Xianyue sat under the shade of a tree and looked at Song Yizhi not far away.

Perhaps it was because of her master's words that she couldn't help but look at Song Yizhi.

It seems that all the words to describe beauty can be used on Song Yizhi.

She is beautiful and charming but not bewitching, but the indifference and alienation around her overwhelms that charm, and wearing a smoky blue student uniform, she looks like a little fairy who does not eat fireworks.

Of course, the premise is that the little fairy just sits so honestly.

Bei Xianyue prides herself on her outstanding appearance, but compared with Song Yizhi, she is still a bit inferior.

Sensing someone watching him, Song Yizhi looked over and saw Beixianyue under the shade of the tree.

Seeing that Bei Xianyue was not malicious, Song Yizhi nodded slightly as a greeting.

Bei Xianyue also nodded slightly in return, and then looked away to look elsewhere.

Half an hour later, all the disciples had finished running, and those disciples who were refining Qi and building foundations were paralyzed to the ground one by one.

At the end of the day's class, Rong Yueyuan left the academy.

Song Yizhi raised his hand to cover the sun, and when he was about to go back, Feng Yi'an called to stop him.

Feng Yi'an walked up and said to Song Yizhi with Song Yiheng's kind gaze, "Zhizhi, I found a few rabbits in the woods behind the school, do you want to eat roasted rabbits?"

Song Yizhi's eyes lit up, she grabbed Song Yiheng's sleeve and stood up, "Go, go, catch rabbits!"

It just so happens that I also want to eat spicy rabbit head!Spicy rabbit meat!

Feng Yi'an nodded, and then he and Song Yizhi were ready to catch the rabbit.

Song Yiheng grabbed Song Yizhi, his voice was cool, "Those rabbits have owners."

"About that elder took care of it, it's all right." Song Yizhi pulled out his arm, "At worst, I'll make amends after eating!"

Song Yiheng sighed.

Feng Yi'an stretched out his hand to grab Song Yizhi's arm, and seeing that she didn't resist, he bent his eyes, and the next second he received Song Yiheng's warning gaze.

As soon as Feng Yi'an withdrew his hand, Song Yizhi stood beside him, looking at Song Yiheng's cold eyes for a moment, his smile remained undiminished, "Don't worry, Brother Song, I will take good care of Zhizhi."

"Brother, don't worry, I will take care of myself!" Song Yizhi patted his chest to assure him, and then urged Feng Yian to take him to catch the rabbit.

Feng Yi'an glanced at Song Yiheng, the pride and provocation in his eyes were fleeting.

Looking at Song Yizhi's cheerful back, Song Yiheng remembered Feng Yian in his heart.

Seeing Feng Yi'an and Song Yizhi leave, Lan Qianqian raised her hand to wipe the sweat off her forehead, then got up and walked towards Chen Yao and the others, "Didn't I tell you yesterday that I would bring you some snacks?"

As she said that, Lan Qianqian took out a food box, with a beautiful smile on her face, "This is a white jade square cake made from spiritual vegetables, don't hold it against you."

"Qiqian, you are amazing. Spiritual vegetables are rare, but you can actually cook with them." Chen Yao looked at Lan Qianqian with envy in her tone.

"Master knew that I didn't have a bigu, so he specially bought some spiritual vegetables." Lan Qianqian smiled a little shyly, and she showed off silently.

She opened the lid of the food box and brought out the plates inside. There were not many square pastries but they looked very delicate.

"The Fourth Elder is so kind to you." Chen Yao stretched out her hand to take it, and asked the female cultivator beside her to try it.

Lan Qianqian watched them applauding, then brought out a plate of sweet-scented osmanthus cake from below, and then walked towards several new disciples.

After a while, those disciples were more or less holding a piece of snacks in their hands, and Lan Qianqian was among them, looking exquisite.

(End of this chapter)