Everyone had long been accustomed to her reticence and didn't care.
When the group returned to their residence, Qiao Ran originally wanted to apply medicine to Ling Xuewei, but Ling Xuewei refused.
The break time was almost over, and everyone sat for a while before getting ready to start work.
"Xiao Mo, although Mr. Su is behind you, he is an inner disciple after all. He is busy with work and cannot take care of you all the time, so you will have to rely on yourself in the future..."
Shi Hou looked hesitant. In fact, he wanted to remind Ling Xuewei that sometimes too much limelight can cause trouble.
They are different from Mr. Su, who is an inner sect disciple with a bright future, but they are just ordinary people without any background in cultivating spiritual energy. Sometimes, if they are too popular, they will cause unexpected troubles.
It's just that Shi Hou was afraid that his words might misunderstand Ling Xuewei, so he hesitated.
Ling Xuewei was surprised, Shi Hou could see clearly.
"Brother Xie Shi reminded me, I will remember it." Ling Xuewei nodded seriously.
Shi Hou was startled, then scratched his face in embarrassment, "No, there's no need to thank you, you should."
This was the first time that Ling Xuewei called Shi Hou brother, which made Shi Hou feel inexplicably excited.
The incident at noon quickly spread.
Almost the entire Qingxuan Academy knew about it. From then on, no one dared to offend the young man easily. "Mo Yan"'s name soon spread among the disciples and he became a complete celebrity.
Of course, there are many people who want to have a relationship, and the rumors are getting more and more intense. There are even rumors that the young man comes from a certain big family, or is kind to this senior brother Su. Otherwise, why would he, a dignified inner disciple, want to treat a Qingxuan?
The servants at the hospital take good care of me.
After Ling Xuewei learned about it, she could only laugh it off.
After receiving attention for several days, the rumors finally disappeared, and Qingxuanyuan returned to its usual busy state.
When the few stewards she met occasionally greeted Ling Xuewei with smiles and were extremely flattering, she had to sigh, it seemed that the "Su Yuan effect" had not passed yet.
An inner disciple has such a great influence, no wonder everyone wants to get involved in this relationship.
However, there was one person whose attitude toward her remained the same, and that was the Fat Master.
He still had the same neither salty nor bland attitude. If Ling Xuewei was a little careless at work, he would scold her, and he would still be merciless.
However, Ling Xuewei made very few mistakes, and Fat Master basically had no chance to scold her. However, others were in trouble, and being scolded every three days became a common occurrence.
"Boy! Just work hard for me in Qingxuanyuan and put away those unrealistic ideas as soon as possible! Otherwise, the old man didn't remind you!"
"The most important thing is to do your current job steadily! If you let me know that you get together with those people who are not doing their job every day, be careful about me serving you with a spatula! What about you! Be careful! Eat a lot every day, do it!
Living but slowly!"
"You, you, you! What are you cutting? Potatoes are not potatoes, and spiritual potatoes are not like spiritual potatoes? Be careful! This is the blackwater eight-clawed crab that just arrived today. It is very rare! Be careful and serve it!
If something goes wrong, you are the only one I will ask!"
…
There was a bombardment in my ears.
Everyone hunched their necks like quails, fearing that their anger would implicate themselves, and their hands moved faster and faster, not daring to show any signs of neglect.
After all, an angry fat master is still scary.
On the other hand, the young man in the corner still looks orderly and unhurried, but if you look closely, you can see that she is not slow at all, and is even very efficient. Even in the eyes of the fat master, she has such sneaky knife skills.
, and can’t find anything wrong with it.
There was a trace of satisfaction in his eyes, but his face didn't show any trace of it, and he still had that indifferent look.
It wasn't until the busiest time passed that everyone left the fire room with their backs aching.
It was actually humid and hot inside, and everyone was sweating profusely after a while. What's more, after standing for so long, they couldn't bear it any longer, especially Qiao Ran, who couldn't hide his tiredness on his face.
At this time, the disciple in charge of purchasing came and asked them to move things. Just as Qiao Ran was about to get up, Ling Xuewei moved first, "I happened to be going to Huanyiyuan, I'll go."
After saying that, he left directly.
Qiao Ran watched Ling Xuewei leave and smiled.
In fact, Xiao Mo is a person who is cold on the outside and hot on the inside.
The fat master looked away, sat in the courtyard and smoked a cigarette, "Shi Hou, you go too. It's strange that he can move so many things with his small body."
"Okay! You guys come with me!"
"Hey? Why do we want it too? Let us take a break..."
The crowd howled.
"You bunch of lazy bastards, get up!" The fat master kicked them on the buttocks, and the group of people walked away, noisily.
Shi Hou was quite prestigious in the fire house, and basically everyone listened to his words. When they came to the purchasing yard, they saw a slender young man walking toward them carrying something that looked like a hill.
The things on his shoulders were three times his size, but the young man seemed to be able to carry them without difficulty at all.
"Xiao Mo, give it to me!"
Shi Hou stepped forward to pick up the thing on Ling Xuewei's shoulder.
Ling Xuewei said, "There are more at the back, you can move those."
There are indeed some piled up at the back, but they pale in comparison to what's on Ling Xuewei's shoulders.
Shi Hou was helpless and had an inexplicable feeling of being useless. What was going on?
The busy day passed quickly.
In the evening, she came to the back mountain waterfall to practice as usual.
Tonight, she predicts that she will be able to break through the seventh level. If she continues at this rate, maybe she will be able to step into the Xuantian Mirror in a month or two.
There was heat in her eyes.
After calming down my mind, I started practicing all night.
Finally, before dawn, we successfully broke through the sixth level. The first ray of morning light in the eastern sky penetrated the clouds, fell on the earth, dispersed the clouds and mist, and enveloped the entire back mountain in a dazzling halo.
Powerful and magnificent, magnificent and dazzling.
Ling Xuewei stood on the high cliff, looking into the distance.
What a beautiful picture.
The mountains and rivers are like ink stains, and the blue lake is as vast as ever.
A burst of heroic spirit came from her chest, and Ling Xuewei felt her whole body relaxed. She seemed to have a new understanding of the Huan Meng Jue, which was approaching its bottleneck. She immediately sat down cross-legged and began to meditate.
Ling Xuewei has practiced the Dream Art to the third level, but has been stuck here for a long time, unable to break through. Unexpectedly, there will be a turn for the better today. As expected, there are many benefits to practicing in the place of outstanding gods and earthly spirits.
Because of this sudden epiphany, Ling Xuewei wasted a lot of time. When she opened her eyes again, it was almost time to start work. She did not dare to delay any longer and immediately returned along the original path, almost bumping into a patrolling disciple in the process. Thanks to her enough