Chapter 6 The Influence of Handsome Guys
  It was morning class time. Although the courtyard where Tang Ling and Song Nan were located was at the main peak, it was located in a relatively quiet place, but for some reason there were many disciples coming and going.

After standing at the door for a long time, many disciples passed by one after another.

Tang Ling didn't notice it at first, but later found out that all the people coming and going were female disciples, and it became clear to him.

It seems that she still underestimated the influence of handsome guys.

The reputation of the talented and beautiful boy may have already spread among the new disciples.

After finally leaving Siguo Cliff, these female disciples were afraid that they were all here because of their fame, so they deliberately took a detour to watch on their way to class.

So Tang Ling was forced to suffer the baptism of eyes.

It's just that when these eyes were on Song Nan, they were hot, but when they were on himself, they were like cold knives.

A group of joking girls were approaching not far away.

The girls were fat and thin, and dressed youthfully and beautifully. They were also stunned by the disciples beside the road.

Tang Ling subconsciously wanted to enter.

In this way, young and beautiful girls will not misunderstand their relationship with Song Nan, and should attract less attention.

"Brother, I still have..."

"This is...Senior Brother Song Nansong?"

The woman in white who was the leader of the group of women suddenly stepped forward and spoke, interrupting her voice.

She was wearing a snow-white silk dress. She was tall and fifteen or sixteen years old. She had her black hair tied to the side of her neck and a silver hairpin in her hair.

Standing in front of Song Nan in black, one black and one white, they match perfectly.

Song Nan glanced at her and nodded with an extremely cold attitude.

He actually refused to even say a word.

Faced with such a ghostly look on the little lady who I felt pity for, Tang Ling felt admiration in her heart.

Daqing, this guy is not cultivating immortality, but cultivating the ruthless way.

"Qingcheng, how do you know this is Senior Brother Song?"

The women followed up, called Senior Brother Song, and looked at Song Nan with shy and timid eyes.

"There is a talented monk Song Nan of the Lingxian Sect. He has heard about it for a long time in Qingcheng. He just saw a young master from a distance with outstanding grace and extraordinary aura. Looking at his age and residence, he made a guess. Unexpectedly, he was You were right."

When it came to "being confused", the woman in white showed a playful look on her face and looked at Song Nan with clear and bright eyes.

"The little girl's surname is Fu and her first name is Qingcheng. If senior brother doesn't mind, you can call me Qingcheng."

"I have never seen Qingcheng look like this. Have you wanted to see Senior Brother Song for a long time?"

"I'm afraid I've seen the portrait a long time ago!"

"That's not possible, senior brother. My name is Pu Ying. If you don't mind, senior brother, you can call me Yingying!"

"Wow! Don't be ashamed! Why did you tell your senior brother your family's nickname?"

Tang Ling felt the fragrance on her face, and in the blink of an eye she was squeezed out by a group of girls who gathered around her.

The girls surrounded Song Nan, chattering to each other like sparrows, while Tang Ling watched in shock.

Good guy, is this the reserve of ancient people?
  However, she was so happy that no one noticed her, and just as she was about to enter the house, a voice as cold as ice and jade stood out from the crowd of women.

"Morning classes are about to start, and I also want to take Tang Ling to the school."

Tang Ling instantly froze his moving limbs.

Only then did the girls notice Tang Ling, who was squeezed out of the circle.

I saw her wearing a red dress, her hair covered with black hair tied high with a red hairband, revealing her fair and plump forehead. Although her face was childish, she could still see the color of hibiscus in the near future, and her valiant and heroic appearance.

The eyes towards Tang Ling gradually became unkind, and the girls secretly looked at him calmly.

Tang Ling's heart was not as bright and open as her appearance. Seeing everyone's eyes turned towards her, she laughed dryly, gritted her teeth and looked at Song Nan, "When will I——"

"Let's go." He was interrupted by Song Nan, "Master asked me to tell you something about your cultivation. Let's talk about it on the way." Lu Qingfeng?
  Tang Ling hesitated for a moment, but couldn't stand the hostile looks of the women, so she left with Song Nan on an excuse.

The neglected girls discussed Tang Ling's identity.

"It must be that Senior Sister Tang."

Fu Qingcheng looked at Tang Ling's back and said calmly.

The girls finally remembered what happened at the disciple recruitment conference a month ago. This senior sister who came in through the back door had always been the talk of everyone after dinner when she first entered the Lingxian Sect.

But because the elders later issued an order strictly prohibiting discussion of the matter, and Tang Ling never showed up, the training courses were tightly scheduled. Everyone who had just arrived was working hard. No one wanted to lose to the other, and they rushed to teach the elders first. She left a good impression, so she gradually forgot about her.

Unexpectedly, Tang Ling appeared again now.

And he was still walking with Song Nan, the genius of the Lingxian Sect.

"It's not rumored that Senior Brother Song put Junior Sister Tang through the sword——"

One girl was curious and surprised. Before she could finish speaking, she was stopped by a "boo".

"You're crazy! Don't say this nonsense. The elders said it was just a minor injury and nothing serious. We are prohibited from spreading it around!"

"Then the rumors of a bad relationship are false?" Pu Ying looked at the backs of the people walking together in front of them.

I am so envious to be able to walk with the beautiful and beautiful Senior Brother Song.

"Let's go quickly, we're going to be late for class."

Fu Qingcheng's eyes had long been withdrawn and he told the girls.

"Yes, you don't dare to be late for Elder Yidao's class!"

"I am most afraid of Elder Yidao from the Shufa Sect. He looks fierce."

So he walked to the Shufa Sect School chattering again.

Pu Ying slowed down and walked side by side with Fu Qingcheng, who was walking calmly.

"Qingcheng, what do you think?"

The princess was obviously about the same age as them, but she had a much calmer temperament. She always did things in a leisurely manner, and nothing ever made her angry.

Girls are childish compared to her.

Pu Ying likes to talk to Fu Qingcheng very much. It seems that by being with her all the time, she can get close to Zhu Zhechi and become mature and calm.

Fu Qingcheng knew that she was asking about the relationship between Song Nan and Tang Ling, but she did not intend to express her opinion. Instead, she talked about another matter.

"I heard from my senior brothers that Senior Sister Tang has a D-level low-level spiritual root."

"Yes." Pu Ying said bitterly, "Obviously he is the most useless spiritual root, but he has obtained the best resources among the new disciples, becoming Elder Lu's disciple and Senior Brother Song's junior sister. It's really annoying!"

Fu Qingcheng chuckled and said no more.

A little further ahead is the entrance of the Shufa Sect's school, and disciples are arriving one after another.

Fu Qingcheng knew that most of these disciples were inner sect disciples with A- and B-level spiritual roots, and outer sect disciples generally would not choose the most difficult and strongest of the five sects as their major.

Because they simply can't learn.

Of course, there are also students who overestimate their abilities, but they are immediately dwarfed by their talent. They lose their confidence after being excluded and have no shame to come back.

The direction Song Nan took Tang Ling to just now was to the Dan Sect, the auxiliary sect among the five sects.

Yes, D level low spiritual root.

There is probably only one such person in the All Spirit Immortal Sect.

The trash that shouldn't be here at all will sooner or later be left far behind and invisible to her.

Since it is waste, it is better to spend more time cultivating instead of wasting your mind to pay attention to it.

The road to becoming an immortal is long, and she has a great road to help her eliminate some minor roles that are insignificant.

(End of this chapter)

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