"Huh, it's still a bit worse." Qi Ping opened his eyes, and he dripped a little bit, "But it's only a little worse."

After entering the Taoist courtyard and practicing with the "Fan Zhu", it has passed many days, and he has gradually adapted to the rhythm here.

On that day, the evening of the first class, Qi Ping finally waited for the first seat of Daowen, and successfully entered the "too false realm" in the mirror again.

Different from the Taoist battle, because only he entered alone, the consumed Zhenyuan was a lot less.

The time to enter is not as long as the original. Every time it is opened, there is only one night, corresponding to the time in the illusion, but for several years.

This is enough to Qi Ping, so his life rhythm has become extremely regular.

Classes during the day and play a common inner disciple. At night, with the help of the first seat of Daowen, you must enter the illusion to experience life.

Regarding the dreams of Dao Tree, Qi Ping knocked on the side, but the first answer was similar to that of a generation:

That's not what you should contact.

This makes Qi Ping very depressed. Since it is not, what do you arrange this scene ... but it is just stained in your heart.

Anyway, I am a fish and meat. Under the premise of being able to fight, Qi Ping lying decisively, and no longer think about it.

The good news is that it is consistent with the judgment of the first generation. With the help of the too fantasy realm, Qi Ping's understanding of "time" is almost the same one night.

Although the Australian mysterious, he couldn't tell himself, and what he realized, but the clear and well -performed progress still made him extremely happy.

"According to this speed, I feel that I can be triple immediately." Qi Ping thought.

As everyone knows, if others know his practice speed, you will only feel thrilling.

Nympho

"Winter and winter."

At the time of infinite, the courtyard door was knocked.

Qi Ping's vicissitudes and crickets at the bottom of the eyes, instantly converged, stood up, pretending to be the appearance of a gas -induced monk: "Enter."

The courtyard door was pushed away, the little fat dun Chen Ju, and the young boy Xia Lan stood outside:

"Fan Zhu, it's time to go to Jingtang."

Well ... This scene made Qi Ping miss. When I was studying in my last life, I also greeted my classmates every time I finished class: I should go to the toilet.

"Okay." Qi Ping walked out with a smile: "I'm about to pass."

一 We do n’t believe it, you have to get stuck again ... The two teenagers dripped at the same time.

During this time, they knew very well about the classmates of "Fan Zhu".

After the "hit the deacon" that day, the two were still worried that Qi Ping offended the elder and was punished, but it did not happen.

Instead, Casualty Lu, with a wide heart, seemed to have never happened, and regarded them all kinds of people, making the two quite emotional:

The predecessors of the Taoist courtyard really are amazing.

The most intuitive manifestation is that in the second class, Casino Lu classified his disciples as four "learning groups", which actually allowed Qi Ping to serve as one of the "team leaders" of one of the groups.

This made the disciples novel and surprised. Is it really useful to think that it is really useful.

Try to try.

"Fan Zhu ... that, there is something to tell you." The three walked in the antique town. Chen Ju hesitated and opened.

"Say." Qi Ping said.

Chen Ju said: "Other disciples, found us in private, want you to give pointers."

Director Lu usually only explains in class, and then he understands his disciples.

And everyone's practice, the problems they encounter are different, which leads to many questions. Many questions cannot be answered and accumulated together.

Qi Ping realized this before, and then gave the team members at hand. I don't know how to spread it.

Saying this, Chen Ju was a little embarrassed. After all, this was already a ruthless request. Xia Lan was too lazy to help, but he couldn't help but begging.

During this time, everyone knew that "Fan Zhu" mastered the speed of surgery, and it seemed to have a foundation for a long time.

"This ... Okay." Qi Ping thought about it, and did not refuse.

Chen Ju is overjoyed.

Nympho

When the three arrived in Jingtang, the delegation had not yet arrived. The rest of the young men and girls had gathered in the hall and talked with each other.

Seeing Qi Ping arrived, his eyes came, and the hall was quiet.

Their eyes were a bit complicated. Frankly, many people present were actually preferred by Qi Ping.

On the day of the branch ceremony, Qi Ping "shamelessly" stood out with that method.

In addition, it is not happy about its ordinary attitude.

Imagine that Qi Ping didn't care if he waited for the class that was awesome.

Director Lu, even the elder, even had no punishment, and the style of style was not changed.

Different, and relying on where I do n’t know where I do n’t know, I have mastered these knowledge knowledge in advance, and they are much better than them.

How can such a "cold" same door make people like it?

Yes, until now, many people firmly believe that the reason why Qi Ping performs at present is because they have learned and accumulated early, not the talent.

The reason is simple. If the talent is good, how can it be a disciple of the outside door without being excavated?

Therefore, after learning that Qi Ping pointed out the disciples in the group, they both expected to be instructed and expected to use their own different questions to make Qi Ping cannot answer, so they could not "install".

"Cough, take advantage of Casino Lu yet, what's the problem, let's take a look at Fan Zhu." Chen Ju cough and said.

A male disciple stood up, handed the paper with the problem in his hand, stared at Qi Ping, and said:

"Please advise Fan Fan."

Qi Ping did not notice that in his expression, it was not a good provocative meaning, or in other words, I didn't care.

It's like returning to novice village at full levels, it is really difficult to get interested in the intrigue of these teenagers.

Even though the age gap between each other is not very large, but in the practice industry that is the same as the young, as the elders say, Director Lu is just a "child", not to mention them?

"Only these?" Qi Ping took the paper, swept his eyes, and asked.

The male disciple stunned and said unconvinced: "Of course we still have ..."

In the next second, I saw Qi Ping walking to a square table, picked up the pen, wrote and painted on the paper, wrote a question to answer, and handed it to him.

Then said, "Next."

The male disciple stunned, took the paper and looked at it, and then showed a sudden and cheerful expression.

"This ... this is my problem, I ..."

A female disciple handed a piece of paper shyly.

However, before she finished describing, she saw Qi Ping began to answer, and then handed it back:

"Next."

As a college, who was trained by the devil of He Sheng for more than a month, the real three monks, in the face of these quotes, can be given to the answer.

Nympho

"Next."

"No need to write this question, I'll tell you ... Next."

"You understand it wrong, there is no problem here, next."

"This ... the description is clear again, the next."

In the Jingtang, the sun came in, Qi Ping sat at the square table, and wrote it lightly. He accumulated these disciples for a few days, thinking about the difficulties that could not be solved, and answered them one by one.

In the entire room, for a while, only his voice, and countless complex and shocking eyes.

"Fan Zhu?" Suddenly, outside the door, Di Lu in the robe came in, looked at the scene in doubt, and raised his eyebrows:

"What's going on?"

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Chapter completed!