My practice with the fairy

Chapter 92 Color Embryo, Liar (Please Order!)
After Jing Yue decided to force it, he kept looking for a way to fall into Master Jiang's arms.

Nowadays, in the eyes of many insiders, he is valued by the saintly sister Ruxue, it can be said that he is in the arms of senior sister Ruxue, but in order to survive, he has to think about an old man.

What a sin.

However, since she became famous in Taijiquan, the number of times that Senior Sister Ruxue preached alone has indeed decreased.

Without him, the Saintess Senior Sister is just trying to improve the practice of water control. The exercises taught by Taichu are all-encompassing, but they are weak in this aspect.

Practicing with other teachers and gentlemen, let Jing Yue and his group of newcomers know that each gentlemen has their own strengths.

Two months are fleeting, and what they are about to face is choosing which gentleman to follow to concentrate on cultivation.

Mr. Da passed away more than ten years ago, leaving only a title, which no one can replace.

Mr. Er is an old man. It is said that he knows a lot, but he has no specific performance.

Because his voice has a magical ability, even if you are standing and listening to his lectures, you can't help but feel sleepy.

So when Mr. Er was teaching, there were often pictures of students falling down a large piece, and he was also soundly asleep.

Afterwards, Jing Yue and the others recalled what they learned from Mr. Er, but they probably didn't have any impressions, and they all fell asleep.

Mr. San, Mr. Yu, is an astonishing swordsman with unfathomable mind power. He once performed on the spot that one person controls five swords. It was like performing acrobatics. It dazzled many people and surprised many people.

Originally, Lu Anlin and Lu Qingyu were very excited and wished they could worship under him on the spot, but after seeing his rough face with a big mole, they calmed down again.

Lu Anlin simply doesn't like ugly men, and Lu Qingyu really doesn't want to be with this gentleman. If he really worships under Mr. San, in the future, he and his husband may not be famous for their outstanding mind power, but Therefore, "both master and apprentice are vicious, and they really deserve to be master and apprentice." Such rumors.

From Mr. Three to Mr. Four, you will feel suddenly enlightened and amazing.

Because the fourth Mr. Meng Lingxin is an intellectual beauty, coupled with the comparison of the third Mr., it is even more beautiful and decent.

Mr. Fifth, Zhang Tiesheng, has an honest face, a muscular body, and is good at exercising and refining weapons. He doesn't even see women in his eyes.

Every time he saw Wang Xing, who was born with supernatural power, and Lu Qingyu, a mighty scholar with a ferocious face, his eyes narrowed.

Mr. Liu also passed away a few years ago, and it was the saint Chen Ruxue who took over her inheritance.

Mr. Seven is not here.

Whether it is the teacher or the teacher, it is more or less affecting the judgment and choice of this group of new disciples.

The gentlemen were very angry about Chen Ruxue's special digging of Jingyue.

But they knew that this junior was good at using his status to overwhelm others, and he liked to wear small shoes on others, so they could only dare not speak out, and chose to take a step back.

But the more I think about it, the angrier I get!
Everyone believed that Jing Yue was already in Senior Sister Ruxue's pocket.

On this day, Chen Ruxue was accompanied by an old nanny.

They stood in a secret place, their eyes jumped over those young disciples who were exercising, and landed on Jing Yue.

At this time, Jing Yue was coughing lightly while lifting stones to practice strength.

"Elder, did you see clearly?" Chen Ruxue asked.

The old lady in purple nodded and said: "It is indeed a natural cold poison body. It cannot be cured, and can only be relieved with those medicines."

Hearing this, Chen Ruxue's face turned pale for a moment, and finally he could only sigh lightly.

Ever since she got in touch with Jing Yue that time, she smelled the faint smell of medicine on her clothes, and thought it should be left by Jing Yue.

Later, she paid attention to it and made sure that Jing Yue had been taking medicine.

So she called Elder Li, the master of the courtyard, to confirm the situation.

"Then can the medicine he takes by himself work?" Chen Ruxue asked.

"I just went to his residence and smelled it. The prescription is not bad, it can relieve his pain, but the fire jade pill is not authentic."

"Not authentic?"

"The best medicinal material for refining Huoyu Pill is Huoxingcao, but that kind of herb only grows in Sichuan and is relatively scarce. He used Huoxingcao as a substitute."

"Shu land? Then I trouble the elders to buy enough fire spirit grass and come back, the sooner the better." Chen Ruxue said worriedly.

"I know."

Before the other party left, Chen Ruxue asked again: "Elder, is there really no hope of a cure for his illness?"

The purple-clothed elder had complicated eyes, and said, "I can only say that the hope is extremely slim, there is a way to try."

"What is it?"

Jing Yue here was unaware of the conversation between Chen Ruxue and Elder Ziyi, because he had just finished exercising and was relaxing with Wang Xing.

The women in the yard had teamed up to go to the other side, so only the men were left in the yard.

They formed a team in twos, one lying on the ground, the other standing and rubbing each other's stiff and aching muscles with their feet.

As a result, the yard was full of sweaty men, stepping on each other and making sounds that were both painful and joyful.

It's only a few days away from the day of choosing Mr., and this group of new disciples probably have their own choices.

Wang Xing wanted to choose the fourth Mr. Meng Lingxin, but everyone complained about it.

"You are born with supernatural power, five big and three thick, why did you choose Mr. Meng who is delicate in Taoism?"

"Who said that one cannot practice Taoism with innate divine power?"

"Bah, do you want to practice Taoism? You are looking at the beauty of the master and the senior sisters under the master's school."

Lu Qingyu also wanted to choose the fourth Mr. Meng Xinxin, but was also complained by everyone.

"Lu Qingyu, you are a thick-eyed person who has read a lot of sage books, why are you as superficial as Wang Xing?"

"I really want to learn from Mr. Meng."

"Bah, do you want to learn art? You are looking at the beauty of the master and the senior sisters under the master!"

Lu Qingyu put on the face of Demon Buu, with a look of grievance.

He really wants to learn art!
In particular, I want to learn from Mr. Meng how to be intellectually decent. In that case, he might not look fierce.

And just when everyone was discussing these matters happily, a pleasant voice sounded.

"Jing Yue, come with me." Chen Ruxue came over and confessed.

"Oh." Jing Yue followed.

Those two simple sentences extinguished everyone's enthusiasm.

A group of people looked at me, I looked at you, and then looked at Jing Yue who followed Chen Ruxue away, and suddenly felt dull.

This feeling was like when they were fighting for a piece of steamed bun, Jing Yue suddenly sat there, drank fine wine, and ate roasted whole lamb.

What's the smell of this steamed bun!

The wind blows, the pine forest is like waves, and the eaves of the houses stretch like cliffs.

Chen Ruxue stood in front, her hair fluttering, and the goose yellow skirt on her body was as beautiful as clouds.

"Some things, why didn't you tell me?" Chen Ruxue suddenly said.

"Senior sister, what's the matter?" Jing Yue became cautious for a while.

Will his secret be discovered?
He did not come here simply to learn art.

After all, his deepest purpose is to steal a teacher from Jiang Shizu to heal his illness, instead of practicing with this Senior Sister Ruxue.

"Tell me, why do you often cough?" Chen Ruxue asked.

"I caught a cold." Jing Yue explained.

"You lied to me, you are born with cold poison." Chen Ruxue said calmly against the wind.

No one saw, and the corners of her eyes twitched, which was a sign of her sadness.

Jing Yue frowned slightly.

"Don't practice with me, go to Master Jiang." Chen Ruxue said.

Jing Yue: "???"

　Ask for a monthly pass

　　
　
(End of this chapter)