The course of Jiutian Academy is two days for majors and one for minors, and there is a day off every ten days.
Jing Yue took the major course for two consecutive days, and today it happened to be the minor's turn to major in Talisman.
Well... it's five real life lessons.
He bravely entered the classroom, and as soon as he entered, he received complicated gazes from everyone, and the air was filled with embarrassment.
Jing Yue has long been accustomed to envy, jealousy, admiration, and hatred, but he is just not accustomed to this kind of sympathetic, yet lingering searching eyes...
He calmed down, pretended to be calm and found a place to sit down and let them look at it.
After a while, Zheng Bai and Gu Xia came together. Seeing him walking straight up, Zheng Bai excitedly said, "Old Ancestor, I heard that it was a tune yesterday—"
"Cough, cough..." Jing Yue interrupted roughly, "How are you doing in your Fa study? Also, don't call me Old Ancestor in the academy."
Zheng Bai and Gu Xia looked at each other, and finally realized that the ancestor didn't want to mention it, so they cooperated to change the topic.
After talking about his situation, Zheng Bai suddenly said: "Old, Ajing, I heard that in your kendo class, Qin Zhenjun's teaching method is very... unusual?"
The original words he heard were actually perverted.
Jingyue: "It's unusual, but it helps me a lot."
Zheng Bai nodded thoughtfully, and said again: "I have already inquired, this time there are six disciples of the Zixia School, An Wenxing, and Chao Zhenren's disciple Kang Jin who are cultivating with us. in."
Jingyue: "I think it's most likely that the Zixia School and Qingzhuzhai belong to Nanzhou, and they are familiar with them, and they also have a foundation for the spell."
After all, he subconsciously glanced at the direction of the disciples of the Zixia School, but saw that everyone was staring at him, their eyes full of fighting intent.
Jingyue: "..."
Always feel that minors will not be peaceful
At this time, the bell to remind the class rang, and a white-haired old man slowly paced in. He had a jug hanging from his waist, and the tip of his nose was the red that he used to drink all year round.
Jing Yue lowered his eyes and looked at the ground.
But Wudao Zhenren didn't mention yesterday's events at all, didn't even give Jing Yue a look, and talked about the spells in a normal manner.
"With the essence of Dao, the simple ink of cloth, the essence of knowing things..."
Jing Yue secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
"To avoid evil and falsehood, to assist the true religion, to assemble a group of spirits, to control life and death, to maintain calamity, to calm down... huhu..."
?
The students looked stunned - Wudao Zhenren, fell asleep so innocently and unpretentiously...
The classroom was silent.
For a long time, a disciple said: "I heard that if the Five Dao Master did not drink the wine in the treasure gourd for a day, he would be sleepy, no matter what the situation. Back then when he was a disciple of the inner sect of Qingzhu Zhai, there was a great contestant in the sect. The same sect was afraid of his strength and deliberately stole his gourd, and he actually dozed off during the test..."
Jingyue: "..."
A group of students looked at Jingyue in unison, and the latter forced a smile: "Then what should we do?"
"Why don't you just let him sleep?"
"… "
So, when Jingyue went back in the evening, Meng Shan asked curiously, "What did the real Wudao say today? Did he... betray you?"
After all, the real Wudao cried when he met everyone yesterday, and everyone in the academy knew that his wine was stolen.
"no."
Jing Yue said quietly: "He slept all day."
Wudao Zhenren didn't wake up until the sun was already leaning towards the west, when the bell rang, he threw a sentence "off the class", quickly took out the gourd and took a sip of the newly brewed wine today, and glanced at Jingyue proudly.
Moreover, Jingyue saw Qin Yanzhi on the way back to the dormitory, but he avoided it from a distance. Jing Yue is very thick-skinned about things that he is right, but he can't be as calm as usual about things that he is right.
What's more, Qin Yanzhi has always been aloof, and Lan Feng tore people's clothes in public. As the master, he really has a sense of guilt for blaspheming a good family woman and man.
Meng Shan: "...That, that's good too, hehe."
Lan Feng, who had been locked up for a whole day, was flabbergasted. As soon as she saw Jing Yue, she began to act like a spoiled child, and raised her wings to apologize and swear.
It is impossible for Jingyue to keep it closed all the time. He only said: "You will solve the trouble yourself. Find a way to apologize to Wudao Zhenren and Qin Zhenjun. If they are satisfied, I will not care about you."
So Lan Feng was released, so it flew away crying.
Lan Feng disappeared for two days, when Jingyue came out of the sword pavilion, Qin Yanzhi stopped him.
"That chicken is yours, right?"
Jing Yue suddenly became vigilant and did not say anything.
"I don't understand why it keeps throwing cloth heads at my dormitory for the past two days, and it keeps making noise outside at night."
Jingyue: "..."
"But, maybe it grabbed Qin Zhenjun's clothes that day, felt ashamed and wanted to apologize?"
Qin Yanzhi was silent for a while, "No need."
Jingyue: "...Oh."
The next day, it was the day of the minor again.
When Wudaozhen saw Jingyue, he cried, "Student Jing, your chickens give this old man a pot of wine every day. The old man is really grateful, but it is chatting outside the old man's window before dawn. If you have enough strength, you might have to practice chakra, what does this mean?”
Jing Yue felt guilty, "But, maybe it stole the real person's wine that day, felt ashamed and wanted to apologize?"
Wudao Zhenren held back for a long time: "No need."
Jingyue: "...Oh."
In short, this day can finally be a normal class.
Wudao Zhenren slowly explained some basic common sense about Fudao, most of which are clichés, and you can understand it by buying a copy of "Introduction to Fudao" with a spirit stone outside, so many students are impatient, and some are dazed sleep.
Wudao Zhenren pretended to be invisible, and said that it was almost an hour before he took out the talisman paper slowly, "Today, what we are going to refine is a daily talisman - a light body talisman."
As the name suggests, the Lightweight Talisman can reduce the user's body weight and speed up the user's walking speed.
Cultivators have always had to cultivate a golden elixir before they can steer the sword. Before the golden elixir, they could only rely on spirit beasts and birds or flying instruments to travel. However, when the distance is not too far, many people will choose the light body amulet.
This kind of talisman is too common, so someone immediately muttered: "Why is it a light body talisman? I have known it for a long time."
"Yeah, I thought I could learn something new."
Wudao Zhenren didn't say a word, silently doing the demonstration. I saw his two fingers close together, drawing his spiritual power to draw a rune in the air, the lines are smooth, the spiritual power is balanced, the five real people point two fingers, and the rune is punched into the yellow talisman paper.
He put away the talisman and said, "Wait a minute to practice on your own, and we'll come back to test in two hours."
After all, he took a sip of wine and began to close his eyes to rest.
The people were helpless and had to do it.
It was the first time for Jing Yue to refine the light body talisman. He recalled the movements of the five real people just now, and only felt that every stroke and every turn was smooth and pleasing to the eye. The other party even used the finger pen instead of using cinnabar to directly communicate the spiritual energy into the talisman, which shows that the five real people are proficient in this talisman.
But for some reason, he always felt that the lines in the talisman were a little abrupt. It didn't seem to be like this, it should be more concise and direct.
The cultivator always trusted his intuition, and he decided to try it.
So, Jing Yue took out the pen and paper and prepared cinnabar, and sketched a brand new light body amulet according to what he thought.
Two hours passed in a blink of an eye, and Wudaozhen took them out of the classroom and came to a lake on the top of the seventh peak of the academy.
"The light body amulet is successfully drawn, and it can float above the water, so you can try it now."
The students looked at each other, An Wenxing from the Zixia School straightened his clothes and walked to the lake with his head held high, "Why don't I come first?"
He took out the talisman, sandwiched it between his two fingers, and muttered a spell in his mouth. The yellow talisman suddenly burned, and some talisman ashes were scattered in the wind and rolled into the sky.
An Wenxing took a step and stepped on the water lightly. He paused, his serious expression suddenly loosened, and his other foot stepped on it.
There were ripples in the mirror-like lake water, but An Wenxing seemed to be walking on the ground.
Wudao Zhenren showed no expression, and said, "It's alright, just save some effort. Your talisman can be used for half an hour, do you want to run for half an hour?"
Many students on the shore snickered. An Wenxing returned to the shore in embarrassment, but he still did not forget to give Zheng Bai a provocative look. The latter couldn't help rolling his eyes, thinking: "It's just a light body charm, who wouldn't?"
However, there are people who can't, but there are not many, and there are only three or five talismans that have not been successfully issued. After the rest of the people have finished the test, Jing Yue walked slowly to the lake.
When you appear before people, you always have to be the last one to appear!
... No, Jing Yue didn't know the power of the talisman, but he was actually a little nervous. This tension is not the fear of losing face after failure, but the anticipation of the unknown outcome.
Jingyue took a deep breath and chanted the incantation to activate the talisman. At the moment when the talisman was ignited, a gust of wind suddenly blew, setting off a half-zhang-high wave, and everyone by the lake was blown half-squinted.
At the same time, Jing Yue felt that his body was as light as a feather, as if his whole body was absorbed by the wind, and every strand of hair could experience the joy of the wind.
His field of vision is getting higher and higher, and in the blink of an eye, he has already flew more than ten feet off the ground.
Everyone was stunned, they had never heard of such an operation with the Light Body Talisman
I saw Jingyue take a small step, and he had come to the middle of the lake. The clear blue water rose and fell, shattering his reflection. He took another step, and he had already crossed the lake and reached the other side...
In fact, Jing Yue was also bewildered at this time.
He never thought that the improved effect of the Light Body Talisman would be so good!
In his previous life, he knew little about Fu Dao and would never have such a talent. After thinking about it, most of the spiritual bodies are very sensitive to the spiritual energy, and most of the rune structures contain the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, so even if it is a very subtle abnormality, he can feel it, just like a natural instinct.
On the shore, Wudao Zhenren, who had been half-dead for a long time, suddenly opened his eyes wide and looked at Jingyue, with a thousand thoughts in his heart.
This kind of light body amulet is unheard of, one step can span over ten zhang, and if combined with the exercise method, one can step over a hundred zhang in one breath, it is simply a low-level monk's escape weapon! If you sell it, you will be able to make a lot of money!
Therefore, after Jingyue came back, he saw the sharp rays of light in the vicissitudes of the real Wudao's eyes, which made him inexplicably cold.
Wudao Zhenren: "Is this talisman really a light body talisman?"
Jing Yue: "Yes, but I changed the rune."
Wudaozhen smiled and looked at him expectantly.
Jing Yue finally understood what the other party meant, so he shook his head and said, "Sorry, real person, I want to use it to make money, so I can't tell you how for the time being."
He was very direct, leaving Wudao Zhenren speechless, and the eavesdropping crowd nearby with pricked ears showed disappointed expressions at night.
"But... I can give you some some other day."
It was just covered up with pseudo-patterns, Jing Yue thought silently.
Everyone also guessed that he would cover it up. After all, there are fake patterns on the talismans on the market, but if you think about taking it back and studying it yourself, maybe you can keep the fake and keep the truth? Even if you can't study it, you can get the talisman and use it to escape, how dangerous the world of comprehension is!
So the atmosphere was unusually harmonious, except for a few people from the Zixia faction, whose faces were like eating flies.
This night, the moon is bright and the stars are sparse.
Qin Yanzhi sat on the futon and closed his eyes to practice, and suddenly sensed someone outside the door. When he pushed the door open, he saw that the new and old ancestor of the Cold Cloud Sect was leaning on a peach tree in the courtyard, looking at Xuanyue with a rather solemn expression amid the colorful fall.
Hearing the movement, the other party turned his head, stunned for a moment, and then a smile appeared in his eyes, "Qin Zhenjun, good evening, good evening!"
Qin Yanzhi: "What happened?"
… silent.
After a long while, the other party coughed lightly, "I'll catch the chicken."
Qin Yanzhi: "Well."
… continue to be silent.
Under the moonlight, Qin Yanzhi was all white, and the outline softened by the color of the menstrual moon even gave the illusion of gentleness.
But Jingyue didn't want to appreciate it, he couldn't hold back any longer, and said, "It's cold at night, Qin Zhenjun should hurry back to the house."
As soon as the voice fell, a blue chick flew from a distance. I saw that it was holding a brand new cloth head in its mouth, holding a jug taller than it on its feet, and its body was swaying...
"boom-"
Qin Yanzhi quickly closed the door.
Jingyue: "..."
As soon as Lan Feng saw Jing Yue, he immediately made a pitiful and crumbling look.
Jing Yue was angry and funny, thinking that he had lost his head and asked Lan Feng to make amends, it was a second injury to the victim, so he said helplessly: "Jiji, Qin Zhenjun and Wudaozhen have already forgiven you, so you don't need to. Then go to deliver the wine and throw the cloth head…”
Lanfeng's eyes lit up, and the jug fell to the ground with a "slap", shattering and overflowing with the aroma of wine in the courtyard.
"I'm so tired! Jiji has worked so hard these past two days! Every day I have to go to Lecheng to perform shows, so I can change a little cloth and a pot of wine. Sooner or later, I have to sing for them. They can forgive me!"
… Sing… ? ?
Jing Yue's eyes jumped, he decided to skip the topic, and said with a smile, "Performing? What can you do?"
Lan Feng: "Me, me, Jiji will pretend to be lame. The boss of Buzhuang sees me being pitiful. Even if I take a piece of cloth, he will not stop me!"
Jingyue: "...So, you also exchanged wine like this?"
Lan Feng: "Of course not! I can open walnuts for guests, peel melon seeds, and help the restaurant owner get business! When the boss is happy, he allows me to take a pot of wine. Those guests like me, and they even give Jiji a drink. —”
After speaking, its little wings hurriedly covered its mouth: "I, I didn't drink a single sip, Jiji swears."
Jingyue: "...Thank you for your hard work."
Lan Feng suddenly turned his head to the sky, invincible.
The author has something to say: Little Theater
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Jingjing: Jiji, there was a comment that day that he liked you and wanted to write a little yellow book for you.
Lan Feng twisted a bit: But, but Jiji can't change shape until she is an adult.
Jingjing: What do you mean
Lan Feng cried out: Jiji doesn't have JJ yet, Jiji is a eunuch!