As the air moved, Ling Xuewei took out the box containing the Flame Soul Bow and rubbed the box with her hand, thoughtfully.
When she finds an opportunity, she will go over and deliver the box. Anyway, lightning is there, which saves time on the road.
"No one noticed, right?"
"No, the surveillance in the room is normal."
"That's good."
After taking the box back, she did not enter the space and rested outside for a while.
Soon, it will be daybreak.
After she briefly washed herself, she took some hangover soup and knocked in the next room.
"...who?"
It took a long time before there was any movement inside, so Xiang Cheng opened the door, "It's Junior Brother Mo, come in, you can sit down wherever you want..."
He looked like he had been beaten, his whole body was limp, and he was holding his temples with a look of pain on his face.
Apparently a hangover.
"I brought you hangover soup. Come and drink it. It's almost time to gather. Senior Brother Xiang will never appear in front of Mr. Qiu like this, right?"
"I just know that Junior Brother Mo is the best."
"Then hurry up. The meeting time is coming soon. Don't be late. I'll send some to Senior Brother Han and Senior Brother Xiao."
"Go ahead, go ahead."
"No, we're here."
While they were talking, Han Xin and Xiao Yan happened to come over. They looked much better than Xiang Cheng, and they didn't show any signs of being hungover.
"Good morning, Junior Brother Mo. Don't spoil him. He's bringing it upon himself! He knew how much he drank, but he drank so much yesterday. He didn't ask for it!"
Han Xin mocked Xiang Cheng unceremoniously.
"Hey Han Xin, you have no conscience! I'm like this and you still laugh at me!"
"Hmph! Let's see if you dare next time!"
"I...vomit..."
Xiang Cheng didn't even bother to say anything, so he covered his mouth and rushed into the inner room.
Ling Xuewei was speechless.
Isn’t this drinking capacity... too bad?
"Forget it, leave him alone! He will come down when he gets better. Is this hangover soup for us?" Han Xin pointed to the other two bowls of hangover soup on the table.
"Yeah, but it seems that the two senior brothers don't need it very much."
"Who said that? I drank it and thanked Junior Brother Mo." Han Xin said, picked up a bowl of Gudong Gudong and drank.
The same goes for Xiao Yan.
Ling Xuewei chuckled, these two people...
"Junior Brother Mo also added deer antler to it?" Han Xin was surprised.
"Senior Brother Han still has the sharpest nose."
"Haha, that's right! Let's go, it's almost time. Nariko, hurry up, don't be late!"
"knew!!"
Xiang Cheng's voice came from the inner room.
So the three of them went down first, and after a while, Xiang Cheng hurried over.
After a while, Mr. Qiu also arrived and explained today's events to his disciples.
First, I went to attend classes, and then there was the martial arts competition.
In the next few days, I will go out to do tasks with the disciples of Lingxia Academy. Of course, not only the people of Lingxia Academy, but also the disciples of Meteor Sword Sect and Hundred Flowers Sect.
After a while, they arrived at the lecture place. There were already many students from Lingxia College inside. They went in and found their own seats to sit down. Mr. Qiu asked Xiao Yan to go over, gave some instructions, and then left.
"Old Xiao is leading the team again this year." Xiang Cheng blinked at Xiao Yan who came back, then leaned into her ear and said, "Master should have other tasks here. I'm afraid he won't have time to take care of us."
Ling Xuewei glanced at him, "Your expression seems very happy?"
"Hey, do I have it?"
You’re grinning almost to your ears, don’t you know?
She was speechless.
"Hey, don't worry about this little thing. I'll take you to the academy here to look around later. It's your first time here, so naturally you want to look around. When it's afternoon, we'll go out."
Xiang Cheng is planning.
"Okay, don't mislead Junior Brother Mo. Stop talking. Didn't you see that the gentleman above glanced at you several times?" Han Xin reminded him.
Xiang Cheng immediately sat down obediently.
To be honest, even though it is an exchange of learning, what you may learn is still limited. No sect from any aristocratic family would hand over their unique knowledge to outsiders, let alone the four major colleges. So what is taught in the guest hall today are the most basic ones. They have already learned it.
knowledge.
During the whole class, everyone felt drowsy while listening, but they still had to straighten their chests and pretend to be listening attentively, not daring to lose the dignity of a large class.
To put it bluntly, this kind of exchange and learning is to allow disciples to increase their knowledge and broaden their horizons. What they can learn is really limited.
Finally, the class is over and everyone can move around freely.
"Come on, Junior Brother Mo, I'll take you for a walk."
Xiang Cheng lifted his neck and walked out, "Xinzi, Lao Xiao, what are you doing standing there in a daze? Let's go!"
"You go ahead, I still have something to do." Xiao Yan said.
"Okay, see you later!"
The three of them came out just in time to catch up with the disciples of Lingxia Academy after school. There were people coming and going around, all of them students wearing bright yellow uniforms.
"Junior Brother Mo, this side is full of teaching buildings, but there's actually not much to see. Over there is the martial arts training ground. Let's go over there and have a look."
The three of them went to the martial arts gym together, and heard shouting and fighting in the distance. When they got closer, they found that the students were practicing boxing, and they were sparring in pairs.
Lingxia Academy's boxing techniques are light and focused on varied methods.
This kind is completely different from the "hardness" of Qiandi Sect, and is more "soft". It emphasizes moistening things and turning them into drizzle, and using softness to overcome hardness.
There were people practicing nearby, and when they saw them coming in, they stopped.
"Over there! Who let you in!"
At this time, the three powerful and tall students stepped forward and glanced at them, "Looking at your sect uniforms, are you Yunyin Sect disciples?"
"We are disciples of the Yunyin Sect who are here to communicate."
"Oh, it's you! I heard that the Yunyin Sect's 'Liuyun Fist' is unpredictable and powerful. We want to ask for advice. I wonder if any of you are willing?"
Xiang Cheng and Han Xin looked at each other and said with a smile, "We're just here for a casual visit. As for asking for advice, we'll leave it to you next time. I'm sorry to bother you, so I'll say goodbye."
"Stop! Who gave you permission to leave?"
A group of students surrounded them at some point.
"What do you mean by this?" The smile on Xiang Cheng's face gradually disappeared.
"I just want to have a discussion with you. Why? Don't you dare?" They looked sarcastic, "Are the disciples of the Yunyin Sect so cowardly? They don't even have the guts to fight?"
"Hahaha! Three cowards!"
"Forget it, I don't even dare to look at them!"
"It turns out that the Yunyinmen are all timid and afraid of getting into trouble! I thought they were so capable!"
…
The other party is obviously provoking.
Xiang Cheng and Han Xin looked slightly cold. It was okay to insult them, but they would never tolerate insulting the sect!
"How do you want to compare?"
"It's very simple. The three of you and the three of us will win two out of three games. How about that?"
"Okay, come on then."
On the martial arts field, there are two factions.
On one side are the three of them.
On the other side are students from Lingxia Academy.
