Rong Yueyuan stood next to Song Yizhi holding a tea cup, looking at Feng Yian who was controlling the spiritual power to hang beef strips to dry, and asked, "You are so scheming against Young Master Yao, aren't you afraid that he will be angry?"
He was surprised when he saw Song Yizhi bringing Feng Yian to dinner. After dinner, Song Yizhi asked Feng Yian to help, and he realized that the demon young master had jumped into the pit.
"With just a little bit of spiritual energy, he won't be angry." Song Yizhi said confidently.
As for why I am so sure, it may be because of that inexplicable sense of familiarity.
Rong Yueyuan took a sip of tea and said, "You can obviously do it yourself."
Song Yizhi glanced at Rong Yueyuan faintly.
She really wanted to!
But when she uses her spiritual power, she will break through to the late stage of foundation building!
Song Yizhi used to like her talent very much, but after she lay down, her outrageous talent gave her a headache!
Others tried their best to absorb spiritual power, but she tried to avoid them, but it was no use!
Because the spiritual power will rub against her!
She has been able to break through to the middle stage of foundation building without practicing for nineteen years, which shows how terrifying the top spiritual roots are.
Rong Yueyuan understood the resentment and accusation in Song Yizhi's eyes.
He looked away and looked elsewhere.
There is no way, who told Song Yizhi to have the best ice spiritual root? The best spiritual root is like this, he can break through it even if he sleeps.
With the intensity of the spiritual power of Bright Moon Peak, she should be able to achieve the Golden Elixir in a few years, and the Nascent Soul within a hundred years.
Of course, this is if she is not practicing.
Feng Yi'an hung the beef strips neatly on the bamboo pole to dry, and was very happy after receiving Song Yizhi's praise.
Feng Yian took the warm water from Song Yizhi, took a sip and asked, "Zhizhi, if Senior Brother Song knew that you brought me here for dinner, would he be angry?"
"No." Song Yizhi said, "My brother is quite generous."
Generous?
Feng Yian lowered her eyes and took a sip of water without saying anything.
It was almost time, and the three of them went to the academy.
The afternoon class is still running.
Song Yizhi refused to go. She went to sit next to Rong Yueyuan.
Song Yiheng looked at his sister who was skipping class openly and tried to get her to move, "Zhizhi, at least go for a walk."
Song Yizhi turned a deaf ear to it.
Song Yiheng sighed, looking at the fifth elder who didn't say a word, he actually believed Huaizhu's complaints.
Running with weights and practicing exercises at the same time, although it is tiring and hard, it can indeed get twice the result with half the effort.
For example, Lan Qianqian was still in the early stage of Qi refining before, but after running back yesterday, she broke through to the middle stage of Qi refining.
Although the other new disciples are not as outrageous as Lan Qianxi, their spiritual power is also much stronger.
The disciples who had tasted the sweetness did not complain, but gritted their teeth and endured it.
Song Yiheng watched for a while, then raised his hand to salute Rong Yueyuan and asked, "Fifth Elder, can this disciple go run a few laps?"
Looking at his brother who looked like an immortal, Song Yizhi couldn't help but be speechless.
He is truly worthy of being named the second cultivation madman after the Fifth Elder!
"Go." Rong Yueyuan said, and after finishing speaking, he looked at Song Yizhi.
Why are there so many differences between siblings?
One works hard, while the other just wants to farm all day long.
Rong Yueyuan was puzzled.
Song Yizhi took out a piece of beef jerky, tore off a small strip and chewed it slowly.
The air-dried beef jerky was a bit hard. When Song Yiheng and others finished running, she didn't even eat half of the beef jerky.
Song Yiheng walked around to adjust his breathing before walking towards Song Yizhi.
"Brother, wipe your sweat." Song Yizhi pointed to the sweat on Song Yiheng's forehead.
Song Yiheng squeezed a dust-removing formula, and his whole body suddenly felt refreshed and clean.
"Zhizhi, you really don't want to give it a try?" Song Yiheng said in a gentle voice, "I feel refreshed and comfortable after running."
Song Yizhi shook his head, "If I don't go, I won't go."
This kind of happiness is something she cannot experience. It would be great if her brother can experience it alone!
Song Yiheng no longer forced himself.
Bei Xianyue sat under the shade of a tree and looked at Song Yizhi not far away.
Perhaps because of her master's words, she couldn't help but look at Song Yizhi.
It seems that any word describing beauty can be applied to Song Yizhi.
She is beautiful and charming but not demonic, but her charm is suppressed by the indifference and alienation around her. In addition, she is wearing a smoky blue disciple uniform, and she looks like a little fairy who does not eat the fireworks of the world.
Of course, the premise is that this little fairy just sits there honestly.
Bei Xianyue prides herself on her outstanding appearance, but compared with Song Yizhi, she is still inferior.
Feeling that someone was looking at her, Song Yizhi looked over and saw Beixianyue under the shade of the tree.
Seeing that Bei Xianyue had no ill intentions, Song Yizhi nodded slightly as a greeting.
Bei Xianyue also nodded slightly and returned the greeting, then looked away and looked elsewhere.
Half an hour later, all the disciples had finished running, and those who were refining Qi and building foundations collapsed on the ground one by one.
At the end of the day's classes, Rong Yueyuan left the academy.
Song Yizhi raised his hand to cover the sun, and when he was about to go back, Feng Yian stopped him.
Feng Yian walked up and said to Song Yizhi under Song Yiheng's kind gaze, "Zhizhi, I found a few rabbits in the woods behind the academy. Do you want to eat roasted rabbits?"
Song Yizhi's eyes lit up, she pulled Song Yiheng's sleeve and stood up, "Let's go and catch rabbits!"
I just happen to want to eat spicy rabbit head! Spicy rabbit meat!
Feng Yian nodded, and then he and Song Yizhi prepared to catch rabbits.
Song Yiheng grabbed Song Yizhi and said in a cold voice, "Those rabbits have owners."
"I guess it was raised by that elder. It's fine." Song Yizhi took out his arm, "In the worst case, I'll make amends after I finish eating!"
Song Yiheng sighed.
Feng Yian reached out and took Song Yizhi's arm. Seeing that she didn't resist, he rolled his eyes. The next second he received a warning look from Song Yiheng.
As soon as Feng Yian stopped his hand, Song Yizhi stood beside him, looking at Song Yiheng's cold gaze for a moment, his smile did not diminish, "Senior Brother Song, don't worry, I will take good care of Zhizhi."
"Brother, don't worry, I will take care of myself!" Song Yizhi patted his chest and promised, and then urged Feng Yian to take him to catch rabbits.
Feng Yian glanced at Song Yiheng, the pride and provocation in his eyes fleeting.
Looking at Song Yizhi's cheerful back, Song Yiheng made a mental note of Feng Yian.
Seeing Feng Yian and Song Yizhi leaving, Lan Qianqian raised her hand to wipe the sweat from her forehead, then stood up and walked towards Chen Yao and the others, "Didn't I say I would bring you snacks yesterday?"
As she said that, Lan Qianxi took out a food box with a beautiful smile on her face, "This is a white jade square cake made with spiritual vegetables. Don't dislike it."
"Qian Qian, you are so amazing. Spirit vegetables are rare, but you can actually cook with them." Chen Yao looked at Lan Qian Qian with a tone full of envy.
"Master knew that I was not fasting, so he specially purchased some spiritual vegetables." Lan Qianqian smiled a little shyly, and she showed off silently.
She opened the lid of the food box and took out the plate inside. There were not many square pastries but they looked very delicate.
"The Fourth Elder is so kind to you." Chen Yao reached out to take it and asked the female cultivator next to her to have a taste.
Lan Qianqian watched them cheering so much, then took out a plate of sweet-scented osmanthus cake from below, and then walked towards the new disciples.
After a while, those disciples all held more or less a piece of snack in their hands, and Lan Qianqian was among them, all around.