His Royal Highness the evildoer came to the door

Chapter 558 Immortal cultivation is self-cultivation

"I am from South China Sea. I am an orphan. My parents died when I was very young."

"Since we are all here to practice apprenticeship, we will teach you a lot in the future. Let's be good friends, shall we?"

Feng Yewu looked at Lan Xiyan with anticipation.

With a smile on her face, she waited for her answer.

"Well, my name is Lan Xiyan."

Lan Xiyan nodded, and then left the woods with Feng Yewu.

This should be just a coincidence, right?How could they be acquaintances?

Although it was only a few minutes of contact, Lan Xiyan can be sure that Feng Yewu is just a human being, she is not a demon, and she should not have any relationship with the demon world.

The two came to the square together. Seeing that Lan Xiyan was fine, Ling Yunxuan hurried forward, feeling worried for a while.

"Sister, it's good that you are fine. Let's go to class quickly, Elder Ji will explain the basic rules of practicing immortal law in a while."

Holding Lan Xiyan's hand, Ling Yunxuan led her into the classroom beside her.

Coincidentally, Lan Xiyan, Ling Yunxuan, He Anhua and Feng Yewu all happened to be in the same class.

And the domineering princess who attacked her halfway was also here.

She is the princess of the South China Sea, her name is Shu Wan'er. Although she is a bit unruly and self-willed, she has very good aptitude. She has worshiped many masters since she was a child, and has learned a lot of unique skills and martial arts.

Ignoring Shu Wan'er's fierce gaze, Lan Xiyan focused on the class and listened carefully to Ji Yun's explanation.

The whole afternoon was so muddled, even though what Ji Yun said was complicated and difficult to understand, Lan Xiyan still suppressed her drowsiness and made it through.

What cultivating immortals is self-cultivation and self-cultivation, one must have no desires, no desires, and a calm mind like water.etc…

Listening to Ji Yun's class, Lan Xiyan almost didn't go berserk, it was exactly the same as when she was in school, the teacher kept talking on stage, repeating and repeating all the time.

Not only does it make people feel a sense of resistance and disgust, it's not that what Ji Yun said is unreasonable, but what he said is too boring and boring.

Holding the book in her hand, Lan Xiyan left the house and returned to her own room.

Now she just wants to have a good sleep, wake up after a while, and slowly delve into the mysteries of this book.

Learn how to practice spiritual power, and then practice fairy art.

As far as she is concerned, she is not at all interested in cultivating immortality and becoming a god. She just wants to make herself stronger and become the most outstanding disciple, and then worship under Di Shiyan's sect and become his disciple.

Then she would have a chance to get out of here.

Back in the house, Lan Xiyan fell asleep, threw the book in her hand in a random place, and then went to play chess with Duke Zhou.

She has a nasty problem. If she doesn't wake up or eat enough, she will lose energy in doing anything.

Unless it was a matter of life and death, if the sky fell, she would have to wake up first.

The night was very cold, the cool night wind blew into the house, Lan Xiyan felt the chill around her, she pulled the quilt and wrapped herself more tightly.

There seemed to be something scratching and rustling in her ears, which made her extremely restless in her sleep.

what the hell?

Caressing her face with her hands, Lan Xiyan went back to sleep, but the scratching sound in her ears didn't stop, but something suddenly touched her cheek, which instantly woke her up and made her sleepy No more.

Something furry brushed against his cheek, like some animal's paw...

Lan Xiyan suddenly opened her eyes, looked around, and found nothing unusual in the room.

(End of this chapter)