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Chapter 72: Genius Alchemist! (2)
"Could it be that the elder brother doesn't know that the seventh brother is already in the bronze realm?!" Qin Ruoxue asked softly.
"Maybe!" Qin Haoyu smiled faintly at her, "Okay, it's getting late, we should go back!"
Outside the building, Xiao Yao said goodbye to the three of them, got on his horse and ran away. Qin Haoyu and others also got on the carriage and left.
On the corridor on the fourth floor, Liandong stood beside Shopkeeper Qian with his hands behind his back. He stared at the direction Xiao Yao was leaving with his eyes slightly narrowed. His tone was as cold as usual, "For a mere few hundred thousand taels of silver, you are challenging Xiao Wenluo. This kid."
Crazy poor?!"
Shopkeeper Qian chuckled beside her, "If you can take out two colorful Hanyi and Money Grass plants in one go, will you be short of money?!"
Ling Dong raised his eyebrows, "Isn't it for money?!"
"Don't forget, he still has 700,000 taels of silver in the building. If he is really a greedy person, will he leave here empty-handed!" Shopkeeper Qian asked calmly.
Lonicera turned his face and said, "The herbs were just lost in the building, and he came to sell them. Don't you think this is strange?!"
"That medicine was not stolen from the building. Is this just a coincidence?!" Shopkeeper Qian raised his hand and gently moved his beard, "The Thirteenth Young Master of the Xiao Family and the Seventh Prince came together. Has the Xiao Family already made a decision?
?!"
"Didn't you say that he has severed ties with the Xiao family?!" Liao Dong asked doubtfully.
"If the relationship is really broken, where did he get the herbs? Could it be that he grew them himself?!" Shopkeeper Qian smiled unpredictably, "It seems that things are about to change!"
Xiao Yao didn't know that at this time, she had become the subject of discussion between two important figures on the top floor of the world.
All the way back home, she did a brief inspection and picked up a roasted chicken from the kitchen. She immediately re-entered the Linglong Tower to practice "Primordial Primordial of Chaos". The little fur ball finished eating the chicken, just like every time it climbed onto her
He bent his legs and fell asleep on her body.
Wrapped in the yellow vitality of heaven and earth around Xiao Yao, his body seemed to be wrapped in a layer of yellow light.
One night, he turned around and passed away.
After leaving Linglong Tower and going to the backyard for a simple morning exercise, Xiao Yao finished eating the breakfast prepared by his mother, and told her that Changfeng Darafeng would come to help with the move, and then rode on the red horse and headed to Qianqiu College.
This year, the college has a total of 60 students. They are divided into three classes by lottery. Xiao Yao is divided into Class C. After a brief introduction by the teacher, Xiao Yao basically understands the content of the college. In addition to poetry, mathematics and science, the college will also teach
Including courses such as combat training, continental geography and history, these courses are concentrated in the morning every day, and students can choose minor courses in the afternoon.
Qianqiu Academy has six sub-courses: piano, chess, calligraphy, painting, swordsmanship, and tea. The piano department teaches music theory and music, the chess department teaches the art of chess, the calligraphy department teaches the essence of calligraphy, and the painting department teaches the beauty of painting and sword calligraphy.
The Department teaches martial arts, martial arts, and weapons, and the Tea Department teaches medicine, poison, and alchemy.
Of course, these are just superficial skills. The students have traveled thousands of miles to squeeze through the Dubu Bridge to enter the academy, naturally not to learn how to play the piano, how to draw, how to write calligraphy, or how to play chess.
If students are talented and intelligent and can enter the Tao from now on, they can enter a completely new field, which is the field of the mind.
From the harp to one's mind, one can think of the harp's music as killing and the harp's sound as a curse.
From the perspective of chess, you can use chess as an attack and cloth as a formation.
From the book to the meaning, the strokes can be used as killing points and the characters as symbols.
If you draw your mind into it, you can draw the ground as a prison and summon thousands of troops.