"Niece Menghan, you're so welcome. Please take a seat." In the center of the lobby, on the ancient sandalwood main table, a middle-aged nun wearing a light yellow robe stood up and said with a smile.

In today's world of cultivation, alchemists are rare. Even alchemists who can refine low-level elixirs such as Qi Dan are highly sought after. The one from Storm's End obviously seems to be more than just someone who can refine Qi Dan.

Otherwise, I wouldn’t have presented it as a gift at an informal cultivation gathering.

Therefore, Storm's End is enough to receive some high-level treatment.

At this point, Storm's End Castle has become the focus of the banquet with just a low-level Qi Training Pill. The guests are talking about Storm's End Castle in Nanshan, and they pay special attention to the stunningly beautiful cultivator Yun Menghan...

Mr. Xu looked depressed when he heard this and even vomited blood several times.

Alas, the Qingguo Qingcheng is also someone else's woman! Zhuo Bufan looked at the center of attention, but he didn't feel anything. It was really difficult to attract his attention to a stunning beauty who could be treated as a treasure with just a Qi Lian Dan.

Zhuo Bufan returned his attention to food.

The initial excitement about the world of cultivation also faded under the nagging contempt of Mr. Xu.

"Well, let's go to the other side." Meng Xinlan, a non-mainstream cultivator flying girl, seemed impatient that Yun Menghan, a beautiful woman, appeared and the limelight overshadowed her, so she suddenly said to Zhuo Bufan.

"Let's go? Can we leave the banquet in the middle?" Zhuo Bufan was stunned. The education he had received from the Zhuo family made him unable to adapt. This is too impolite!

"Damn! This banquet doesn't have anything to do with us. I'm just here to find a few familiar little nuns and show you the world." Meng Xinlan muttered, "Could it be our turn later?

Do we really come forward to offer gifts?"

As soon as he heard Meng Xinlan's words, Zhuo Bufan immediately thought of the bras and other intimate clothing in her ring, and immediately shuddered.

If you offer this as a gift, it will be light if you cut it into pieces with a thousand cuts.

"Then if you didn't tell me earlier, I would have fallen asleep." Zhuo Bufan said softly, then he gently raised his steps and followed Meng Xinlan.

"Where are you going?" Zhuo Bufan asked.

"Go to the back of the lobby. Those little nuns are not qualified to appear. They are all in the back. Let's go visit them, lest they say I don't have a surname." Meng Xinlan, a familiar figure, crouched in one direction.

"You don't have a surname to begin with!" Zhuo Bufan thought, thinking about his previous hardships on the street.

Those are all street vendors! Emei girls, are you all as easy to deceive as Huang Rong? In ancient times, a stupid brother Jing wiped out the whole army! Now, even street vendors can bully you.

…

After passing through two human walls and crossing a white line of floating clouds, Zhuo Bufan, who was following Meng Xinlan, was suddenly stunned. Behind this white line, there were actually two worlds!

In front of the white line of floating clouds is the banquet hall. At that time, the scene behind the white line of floating clouds seemed like a back hall. How could it be that just after crossing the white line of floating clouds, my horizons were widened, as if the stars were passing by, unexpectedly I came here

We arrived at an inner hall covered by a screen.

In the antique inner hall, the sound of joy like silver bells came.

"Ms. Meng, you're here. I've been waiting for you for a long time, why did you only arrive now?"

"Ah, have you brought what we want?"

"Hurry up and take it out! Be careful, I'll beat you to death!"

"Why are you so anxious? Isn't this just showing the world to a fool? Don't be anxious, everyone has a share!" Meng Xinlan shouted as if she had been robbed.

A group of young and youthful women were chirping, like a flock of birds chirping.

Zhuo Bufan was stunned again.

The birds are chirping and the flowers are fragrant!

"Idiot, why don't you come over here! What are you doing? I'm waiting for you to help me divide the things." Meng Xinlan waved in front of him.

"Haha, he is indeed an idiot." said a group of young and beautiful girls.

"Well! There is no Louis Vuitton, no Prada, no Chanel, no Gucci, no Easton... That's great. Now the master can't scold us if we take it back. Any talk of wasting merit is just a street vendor, we can use it.

!”

"Hahaha, we no longer have to live like country people!" A girl shouted loudly.

For an instant, Zhuo Bufan was stunned.

"It turns out that Afan is really an idiot who has never seen the world!" Mo Xiaoye laughed in shock.

"Yes, I am indeed an idiot who has never seen the world." Zhuo Bufan never imagined that this was the real reason why Meng Xinlan wanted to buy something from a street stall.

"Huh! What a boy from the countryside. He was dumbfounded when he saw so many beauties! He's so worthless!" Meng Xinlan cursed with hatred.

"Hey, Xiaolan, this is your new little brother! He's so cute!" said a young girl in light yellow.

"What's the new little brother? He is someone who is known to Tianqing Sect. He is handsome." Meng Xinlan muttered, as if she was trying to distance herself from Zhuo Bufan.

"Little sister Meng, don't hide it..."

A group of Emei female disciples came over laughing and joking, looking around Zhuo Bufan up and down, and a few even stretched out their hands to pinch him, as if they wanted to confirm whether Zhuo Bufan was a wooden person.

Zhuo Bufan couldn't help but shyly stretched out his hand to block it, but unexpectedly it aroused even greater laughter.

At this time, Mo Xiaoye spoke up: "Mr. Xu, why don't you say anything? Look at how Afan has become a fool."

"Haha, it doesn't matter. This is a good opportunity. It's time to put this kid to the test." Mr. Xu said confidently.

"Test, how do you say this?" Mo Xiaoye was confused.

"Hehe, we Bufan are a big trouble." Sighing, Mr. Xu said slowly: "I think back then, Bufan had the experience of autism!"

"Autism!" Mo Xiaoye was stunned. She had never thought that such a thing would happen to Zhuo Bufan.

"Shut up!" Zhuo Bufan was very angry, holding his ring in his hand, and an angry look flashed across his face.

"Hey, I'm angry! Xiaolan, this little brother of yours is not fun. Remember to change your boyfriend next time." A sweet-looking and enthusiastic Emei female disciple shouted loudly.

"It's okay, he's just crazy! Also, Tsinghua University, he's not my boyfriend!" Meng Xinlan was multitasking, handing out gifts and turning around to say.

"Well, Boy Fan, what's wrong with you? I scared you! I still feel that I didn't tell you the truth when I went to the street, and now I'm annoyed." Meng Xinlan's reaction to Zhuo Bufan was a bit strange. This Boy Fan has a very bad temper.

Okay, why did you lose your temper all of a sudden?

"Hahaha! You were deceived by me! I knew I was deceived by you as soon as I came in. Now it scares you! Hahaha..." Zhuo Bufan laughed uncontrollably.

"Ah, that brat dares to deceive even our Emei sect. Sisters, come on! Let him know how powerful our Emei sect is!"

With one call and hundreds of responses, Zhuo Bufan was submerged in the flowers in an instant.

Seeing this scene, Mo Xiaoye was very worried. She felt that something was wrong with Zhuo Bufan, but Mr. Xu and Nervous Huang both remained silent.

"Come on, come on, let me introduce to you, this is Tsinghua University, this is Qinghui, this is..." Meng Xinlan said, behind the voice, Mo Xiaoye in the ring could no longer hear clearly.

**

Zhang Liang glanced at the sleeping Zhuo Bufan, and the corners of his mouth moved, wanting to laugh, but he controlled himself and did not laugh. Even if the teacher saw all this, he ignored it as if it were nothing.

Now in Class 7, as long as Zhuo Bufan completes the tasks assigned by the teacher on time, he can do whatever he wants and the teacher will never interfere.

Everyone knows that Zhuo Bufan has a bad problem, which is intermittent amnesia. The entire class 7 teachers are working hard to save him, working hard to write practice questions on the test paper.

This is the version of Liu Dan, the second student in their class, so why don’t you try your best?

And every time Zhuo Bufan came back to the classroom these days, his eyes were all red and bloodshot, as if he hadn't slept in more than ten days.

The teachers all saw it, so naturally they didn't embarrass him.

Just give him a few fewer questions today and let him relax a bit. The physics teacher on the podium glanced at Zhuo Bufan and thought to himself.

Recently, the questions asked have become more and more in-depth and more numerous. They seem to be beyond the scope of high school. The physics teacher is also a little embarrassed.

Zhuo Bufan had no idea that the physics teacher on the podium would have such thoughts. He went crazy yesterday and was besieged by a group of nuns, almost killing him. Fortunately, Meng Xinlan was still loyal and rescued him.

Later, everyone came to know that the group of young and beautiful nuns were not actually nuns. They had not officially shaved their heads. They were just lay disciples of the Emei sect. Among the Emei sect, they belonged to the Qing generation.

So along the way, I introduced them all about Qingxiu, Qinghui, Qingru, Qinghua...

They have strange names, but they are all beautiful and beautiful. In addition, they are young, and their movements reveal a youthful atmosphere. They are all female children of some cultivating families who were sent to Emei to practice.

It is precisely because of this that these bold guys are so familiar with things in the secular world. Before their families sent them to her, they were all good sisters of Meng Xinlan!

Unfortunately, since they came to Mount Emei, the rules of the cultivation sect have become very strict. Even their daily diet and clothing must be strictly required. This makes them hate it and itches their teeth, but there is nothing they can do about it. After all, the family's orders cannot be disobeyed.

, so they can only try their best to abide by Emei's rules.

After finally meeting my good sister Meng Xinlan, she naturally went crazy. Zhuo Bufan was also driven crazy by them. It was already the morning of the next day until the damn cultivation banquet was over.

Zhuo Bufan finally escaped and hurried to school. He was actually late. He was so angry that he lay down on the table and dozed off as soon as he entered the classroom. To outsiders, he seemed to be asleep.

"Boy, you're angry!" Mr. Xu said when he saw him pretending to be asleep.

"Humph!" Zhuo Bufan grunted angrily and did not answer.

"It seems that he is really angry." Mr. Xu smiled sarcastically.

"Why is Afan angry?" Mo Xiaoye didn't understand.

"It's not because of autism." Mr. Xu said helplessly.
Chapter completed!