Soft and cute female mage

Chapter 200 New Junior Sister

The small exam was held as scheduled. Fang Ling was punished by walking in the courtyard, so the sinister Chang Ting was forced to miss the exam. A particularly eye-catching red cross was marked on the snow-white test paper.

Since then, Fang Ling has become a role model for the entire Wuchen Academy who is ignorant and incompetent.

Changting obviously did not regard her as a disciple of Wuchenyuan, she was just a handyman at best.In addition to arranging some scrubbing and cleaning tasks for her throughout the day, she also did things like moving books and stools.

The only serious teaching is the method of refining and transforming Qi.

But Chang Ting is a weird guy, and the exercises he teaches are even weirder.For Fang Ling, basic skills such as refining and transforming qi have been practiced since childhood, so he is naturally familiar with them.

But what puzzled her was that Chang Ting's teaching was quite different from what she had learned before, it could be said to be unique and inexplicable.

Although it is very different from what I have learned before, it is still smooth after practice, and even the problem of frequent shortness of breath before has improved a lot.

From then on, when the students recited scriptures, Fang Ling refined and transformed Qi by himself in the courtyard; Refining gas in the yard.

Fang Ling truly felt that if he were a demon, he would be able to cultivate the inner elixir essence within half a year and become a model of diligent cultivation in the demon world.

I just can't complain about this.

Once, Fang Ling muttered a few words occasionally, but Changting's sharp ears overheard him.Immediately, she ordered Xian Yao to catch a few mice, and the long insect locked her in. For a while, the room screamed and jumped up and down, which was very lively.

That guy in Changting even pretended to help her practice kung fu.This reason is really very perfunctory, I believe anyone who is not blind can see that this matter is completely idle, extremely boring and malicious pastime.

For more than a month, Fang Ling Danjue has never missed Master so much.

The master and the old man felt a lot more relieved since they learned that Fang Ling was in a very miserable situation now.He looked weak and depressed to everyone, and only said that his muscles and bones had been damaged for a hundred days. For someone as old as him, it would take half a year to recover even if he didn't say much.

Fang Ling hadn't expected his master to come back from his room, but Wuchenyuan welcomed a few rare guests first.

In fact, Wuchenyuan is not closed, and it is normal to have visitors. What is unusual is that the six or seven visitors who visited today are all female relatives of the inner court.

As usual, Fang Ling was refining and transforming Qi in the yard. He saw a group of seven young ladies, one of whom was dressed as a female cultivator.

Fang Ling felt a gust of fragrant wind blowing towards his face, and Miao Qing walked into the school with her head held high and her eyes fixed.When passing by Fang Ling's side, he ordered smoothly:

"Go get some sets of pen, ink and books and bring them in."

Fang Ling asked inexplicably, "?"

Seeing this, Miaoyin said impatiently: "Is it possible that you are deaf? My sister asked you to get some sets of pen and ink books?"

"why?"

Miaoyin was about to break out, but she saw Miaoqing's eyebrows slightly frowned, and then she smiled triumphantly and said:

"I know you started early, and according to the rules we all have to call you senior sister, but I have never been in the habit of being inferior to others. If you insist on refusing to take it, I don't care."

What she said made Fang Ling full of doubts. Could it be that she was a new disciple?
Under a momentary carelessness, a stream of energy was practiced upside down and messed up, not only did not transform into his own spiritual power, but immediately fell into the old problem of splitting the breath.

Outside the window, even though Fang Ling was covering his waist and eyes and stretching his neck to the extreme like a duck, he could only hear something like a mention of Chang Yu Taoist Priest.Thinking about it, I am afraid that Taoist Chang Yu took advantage of Chang Ji's retreat and used the stall where Fang Lingchu entered Yunxu Palace to cause mischief again.

For a time, the courtyard was noisy and there were many discussions. Even Xianyao, who usually didn't like to join in the fun, stretched his neck on the tree and listened, for fear of missing something important.

Everyone thought that with the elder Changting in charge, these new disciples of Changyu Daoist would not be able to enter the gate of Wuchenyuan no matter what.

And Changyu Daoist is notorious for being disrespectful and messing around, if he doesn't get what he wants, it will definitely cause chaos in Wuchenyuan.

Seeing that a big play was about to start, just as the big guy moved the bench, put melon seeds in his hands and stretched his neck to watch the play, unexpectedly the situation suddenly took a turn for the worse.

In just a cup of tea, Miaoqing and the others not only entered the Wuchenyuan without hindrance, but even completed the details of registration and bookkeeping.

The situation was so unexpected that everyone couldn't help but stir up an uproar. Those disciples who had previously vowed to bet that the two of them would have a fight were slapped in the face, and they wished they could give Lord Changting a few boos to relieve their resentment.

Fang Ling angrily took out a broken piece of silver and slapped it into Xian You's hand.

"How do you know they can pass the test?"

Xianyou used to be a waiter in the shop. Although he was kicked out within two days of working, his business has not been abandoned.In addition, he is considered to be older in Wuchenyuan, so he often serves his master around on weekdays.Even if the master asks for leave, he still does more things like serving tea and water.

I saw Xianyou pretending to be mature and stroking his non-existent beard and saying:
"As far as I know, Master Changting has never been very interested in the affairs within the sect.

And according to what I saw when I was serving tea just now, my uncle didn't even lift his eyelids when he saw them handing over the disciple orders, obviously he didn't want to talk to them, so he definitely wouldn't interfere with Chang Yu's uncle. No business. "

"You mean that his objection to my entry was not due to the rules?"

Xianyou tilted his head, lowered his voice, and said mysteriously:

"I was wondering if you had any personal grudge with him?
I have long heard that Lord Changting is particularly vengeful.I heard that Xian Fan also relied on Xian Yu's relationship when he was in Yunxiao Palace. He was very neglectful of him at first and even soiled one of his robes, offending him.As a result, his throat was cut off with a sword without any trial in the main hall. "

Hearing this, Fang Ling remembered that besides his grandfather, five years ago, she seemed to have wiped his body with tears and snot. As for his precious Mincang Sword, it seemed that she had taken it and dug out bamboo shoots.

In addition, it seems that he has scolded him all night...

The more Fang Ling thought about it, the more chills she felt on the back of her neck, as if she was the one whose throat was sealed with a sword.

The qi that had been held back at first was waiting for a while to flow smoothly, but when he heard the words, it immediately scattered in all directions, and the eight extraordinary meridians suddenly branched out again.

Although the pain was piercing his heart, he denied it calmly on his face:
"How is it possible? How could I offend a moody and preoccupied person like him?"

"Moody?"

A thoughtful voice came from behind Fang Ling.

Seeing Changting pacing out behind Fang Ling, Xianyou immediately found an excuse and fled for his life.Only Fang Ling, who was caught, was left standing there stupidly.

"You say I'm moody? I will get revenge?"

"I'm talking about fussing over everything!" Fang Ling corrected.

"..."

"There is actually a difference between these two words. The derogatory meaning is obviously more derogatory."

"..."

Fang Ling also knew that it would not be wise to worry about these details at this moment. Seeing Miaoqing, Miaoyin and others following behind, he immediately greeted his relatives with back pain:
"Everyone, wait a moment. I will get you pens, ink, paper and inkstones."

After saying that, he endured the pain and ran away as fast as he could.

(End of this chapter)