Fang Ling was kicked out of the yard by Wan Changshan.

"Tell me if he gets close to my room!" He got angry at the apprentice, "Tell him not to be a fool! The alchemist's affairs are not his business! I'm not his son! My father died long ago! He wants to punish me and go to hell first go!"

A eccentric weapon cultivator is pestering a newly promoted genius alchemist, and this matter quickly spread throughout Dao Rong Academy.

"What is it! How can anyone curse others like that!"

"What happened to that instrument repairer?"

"It is said that he was an alchemist in his early years, but he was not talented enough to turn into a weapon cultivator. Now that the weapon cultivator can't get along, he came to pester Elder Chi Zhu to give him a way out, and wanted to return to the alchemist."

"It's so weird, why did Elder Chi Zhu spoil him?"

"Let's not say a few words, he is a senior Jindan, if you have the ability, you go to him and talk about it."

No one dares.

But it didn't stop them from despising this golden core weapon cultivator.

"How can a monk lose the face of a monk like this."

These gossips and rumors spread to the headmaster, the headmaster was very disappointed, he admonished his disciples, and then went to the courtyard of Elder Chizhu to drink tea.

"What exactly is going on?"

Elder Chi Zhu sighed, "Ning Qing, do you still remember?"

"The child you once wanted to take as a disciple?"

"He is very talented, but his temperament is easy to get into a dead end, cynical. Now the child he adopted got into a dead end because of Ning Qing's death, I can't turn a blind eye."

The dean sighed, "How unfair are you to your current disciples like this? It's simply not something you can do."

Elder Chi Zhu shook his head, "Although Chang Shan is arrogant, there is no genius who is not arrogant. He is absolutely impossible to go crazy. Chang Shan has been smooth since he was a child. He is not as temperamental as Ning Qing, but his behavior is somewhat Impatience, it's good to use this to sharpen his temper."

The dean didn't say any more, but sighed, very sad.

"what happened?"

The dean poured a glass of wine, "You cherish talents, and I also have my worries."

Elder Chi Zhu had some guesses, "But because of Daorong Academy?"

The dean was so sad that he could hardly speak, "Daorong, Daorong, no one learned anything in Daorong College, everyone did it for a name that went to school here, the name sounds good, I really failed my grandpa."

Elder Chi Zhu didn't know what to say, and the dean seemed to just say something casually, then drank it in one gulp, wiped his face and left.

Elder Chi Zhu turned his head and saw Fang Ling standing there, he was a little puzzled, "Why do you think Chang Shan will go mad?"

Fang Ling walked up to him, "He will be the next target of the mastermind behind the scenes."

Elder Chi Zhu looked at him helplessly.

"The young master is a genius, and Wan Changshan is also a genius. They both have something in common."

"But as you can see, Changshan is very normal, and the elixir is also perfect."

After a long time, Elder Chi Zhu said meaningfully, "Who on earth have you been misled to be so stubborn about Chang Shan's unreasonable encounter with black hands? Could it be that that person can turn a donkey into a horse?"

As he said that, Elder Chi Zhu patted Fang Ling on the shoulder, "If there really is such a thing, everyone won't have to search for Weibu Lin everywhere. You know, sometimes even Xuanxiu can't do this."

"Who can conjecture the unknown into fact?"

Fang Ling stared blankly at Elder Chi Zhu's leaving back, and said for a while, "He still prefers his apprentice."

"Look at what you said." Bai Xiaosheng appeared in front of him at some point, "Does he not love his disciples who do he love?"

Fang Ling was a little disappointed.

"I thought he would only let Master Ning Qing be his apprentice."

Mu An was suddenly thoughtful.

It seems that Fang Ling, who seems to be a single cell, whether in the original text or the current conflict with Wan Changshan, is not entirely due to the pursuit of the truth.

Fang Ling was also complaining about Ning Qing back then.

Mu Angran hooked the corner of his mouth.

Every character in the pen has a motive, and temperament determines everything. What she wrote at the beginning was really perfect.

"Why don't you believe I'm a fake?"

Fang Ling looked at Bai Xiaosheng.

It is completely dark, human-like, ghost-like, creepy and untrustworthy.

"Everyone in the world thinks that the young master is insane, only you are not."

If he couldn't even trust it, Fang Ling could only deny himself.

Bai Xiaosheng couldn't help sighing, "It's too easy for people to take advantage of you like this."

Fang Ling didn't answer, and followed Wan Changshan every day after that.

For this reason, Wan Changshan was very angry with him, and once he went to set up the alchemy furnace without believing in evil, Fang Ling still followed.

Dan Furnace exploded.

Wan Changshan said coldly, "You are too quick to hide."

He was restless, Fang Ling escaped, but his apprentices suffered, and he was given a vacation to heal their injuries. Now he is completely unable to make alchemy.

It was just when it was rumored that the famous young genius was just trying to prove himself, but he just came out to disrupt the situation. No wonder Wan Changshan was so angry.

The only time Wan Changshan was liberated was probably when Elder Chi Zhu taught him.

In the world of comprehension, no matter the formation, talisman, pill or weapon refining, the skills are all secrets that are not passed on, and Ling is very acquainted with this point.

He stood beside the Wanrong Pond in a daze.

"Why are you doing this? Torturing yourself like this?"

He turned around and saw Yang Qianqian, her face was distressed.

Fang Ling was a little puzzled.

Yang Qianqian walked slowly, and sighed, "They all say that you have achieved nothing, but I don't think that senior is such a person. Senior must have his own difficulties."

Fang Ling was silent.

This young female cultivator really spoke nicely, even if she was as dumb as him, she couldn't refuse her approach.

Yang Qianqian reached out to touch him, but was stopped by Fang Ling's eyes. She quickly explained, "Senior, do you know that from the first time I saw you, your brows have never been relaxed."

No matter how Fang Ling stretched out his hand, he couldn't help his brows. His eyes were full of Yang Qianqian's beautiful face.

He was a little stunned.

Yang Qianqian sighed, and suddenly showed a brisk smile, "I heard people say that as long as you tell your troubles, that person can share your troubles for yourself. Would you like to try to share it with me, senior?" She asked him Blinking, looking a little playful.

Fang Ling stared at her blankly.

All of a sudden, time calmed down, and two red clouds floated on Yang Qianqian's cheeks, making her even more beautiful.

"Ex...what is senior looking at me like that? Qianqian will be embarrassed."

Fang Ling stared at her blankly, and suddenly asked, "How old are you now?"

"..."

Yang Qianqian's face froze inaudibly, and when she smiled again, it was very natural, "You are more than ten years old."

Fang Ling wanted to reach out and grab her wrist, "I want to see your bone age."

Yang Qianqian stepped back subconsciously, her face a bit embarrassed, "Senior, can a man and a woman kiss each other..."

Fang Ling looked at her with a little hope in his eyes, "Are you the mastermind behind the scenes?"

Yang Qianqian, "..."

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