Fu Qingcheng broke out in a cold sweat and said "swish".
She subconsciously turned around to look at the disciples around her, and found that everyone was sleeping with their eyes closed, showing no signs of waking up.
Then why does Wei Zhiming...
Fu Qingcheng adjusted quickly. She immediately gathered herself and walked over, "Junior Brother Wei, it's great that you didn't fall asleep!"
Wei Zhiming stood up holding on to the tree beside him, his eyes never leaving her face.
Such a look made Fu Qingcheng feel inexplicable pressure. Those eyes looked at her, as if to say, I know everything you are thinking.
"Take me away." He said.
This is natural.
Fu Qingcheng knew he couldn't shirk it, not to mention that Wei Zhiming was somewhat useful, so it was an unexpected surprise that he didn't get caught.
But he was with Tang Ling just now. If he were taken away, Tang Ling would have to be taken away too.
That's all, if he asks to take Tang Ling with him, just let him carry it on his own.
However, when the young man saw Fu Qingcheng nodding, he didn't even look at Tang Ling and turned around to leave.
Fu Qingcheng hesitated and called him, "Senior Sister Tang..."
"Isn't this illusion unable to wake you up?" Wei Zhiming seemed to know what she was going to say, and stopped, half of his face turned sideways was shrouded in the shadow of the trees.
"Then let's go." He said calmly.
This time, it was Fu Qingcheng who stared at his face.
She looked at the dull eyes of the young man in front of her, and a terrible thought suddenly came to her heart.
She clearly saw that he had closed his eyes just now, but now his face was sober. Could it be that he had already noticed something was wrong here, so he just pretended to be asleep?
Why pretend?
Who is it to confuse?
Fu Qingcheng had seen too many different kinds of people since childhood, hypocritical, kind, foolish and loyal... But at this moment, she actually felt that the teenage boy in front of her made her confused. p>
From his eyes, she could see nothing or see through.
It's really... weird.
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"You blind fool!"
This voice is so familiar.
Who is it?
Tang Ling twitched his eyelids and opened his eyes.
As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw Yuan Yulang, who was wearing green clothes and soaked in soup, stepping towards him and raising his hands to hit him.
What is going on?
Wasn't she just sleeping in the woods where the assessment was taking place?
Tang Ling subconsciously raised his hand to block it, but unexpectedly, the boy in front of him slipped and fell onto his back.
Low laughter echoed all around.
Tang Ling turned around in surprise and found that he was actually in the dining hall of the main peak of the Lingxian Sect, surrounded by a circle of disciples: Zhao Baoshan, "F3", Wei Zhiming... several familiar figures were among them.
At this time, these disciples all looked at her with a look of hostility and contempt. She was not unfamiliar with this look, but since Song Nan took action against Yan Zhen for her, there have been much fewer such looks on her.
.
Something's wrong.
Here... wasn't it the time when she accidentally knocked over Yuan Yulang's rice plate when she first came to Lingxian Sect?
It can be said that Tang Ling was deeply impressed by this scene.
Because she had dreamed about this scene again in the nightmare caused by the spell, but in the nightmare at that time, she was wearing a bright and beautiful begonia red floral dress, her face was full of arrogance, and she was not afraid of Yuan Yulang at all.
scolding.
Like...like now?
Tang Ling lowered her head and was shocked to find that she was wearing a begonia red floral dress. And the next second, she uncontrollably cast a long whip and started fighting Yuan Yulang, who was yelling at him.
.
The scene that followed was exactly the same as in the nightmare. The fight in the dining hall attracted Yan Zhen, the elder of the Fu Zhen Sect, and Chan Yuan, the elder of the Beast Taming Sect.
The baby-faced voice asked Tang Ling as coldly as that day, "What is your name? Where are you a disciple?"
Tang Ling felt himself raise his face, and heard himself confidently say the words "Gurong Garden, Tang Ling".
If nothing else happens, Yanzhen will cast a spell on her next.
Tang Ling was already numb, and she felt that she was most likely still dreaming.
However, if it was really a dream, what was so special about meeting Yuan Yulang that she could recall and repeat it over and over again in her dreams?
However, just as Yan Zhen moved the corner of his mouth and began to cast a spell, Tang Ling suddenly heard a sound that was more unusual than in the nightmare.
"You still need Master's help, what a waste!"
Tang Ling was startled and looked in the direction of Yuan Yulang.
At this time, he looked annoyed, but his lips were tightly closed, and he clearly didn't make any sound.
How could she hear Yuan Yulang's voice just now?
Just when she was full of curiosity and surprise, suddenly a pair of walking feet appeared in front of her eyes.
Yan Zhen is walking ahead.
"Xiaoyu, in the dining hall just now, were you dissatisfied with my teacher interfering in your and Tang Ling's affairs?"
Yuan Yulang lowered his head behind him, paused when he heard the words, and then continued to follow, "No."
"You're lying again - don't have to be brave when someone is willing to help you."
Yanzhen shook his head, noticing a moment of silence behind him, and his tone changed. Instead of being casual as usual, he warned seriously:
"Xiaoyu, you are good at everything, but sometimes you are too eager to prove yourself, you are too hasty and impatient, and you lack patience. You can draw talismans, spells, and formations, but you must have enough patience. Inner disciples mostly choose the combat system.
Xiu, the only combat systems among the five sects are the Shufa sect and the Fu Zhen sect. In fact, it is most suitable for you to join the old man Shu Yi, who is the head of the five sects, but when you were given the choice, you chose the Fu Zhen sect as your master.
When I asked you why, you said that you liked the courses of Fu Zhen Sect, but my teacher always looked at you and saw that you were very irritable when you were drawing symbols and formations. During the quiz in class, you attached great importance to ranking. You seemed to be in a hurry to complete something, instead of...
Really immersed in it."
"Perhaps I am thinking too much about being a teacher, but 'cultivate your mind before you practice, otherwise it is easy to become obsessed and become a demon.' Talent is important. Cultivation may depend on a person's talent, but cultivating the mind depends on a person's experience."
and understanding are also the key to determine whether a monk can go a long way. When I tell you these words at the beginning of your cultivation, I also hope that you will not be bound by the cultivation itself when you practice - I don’t worry about it
You will be assessed in a year, but as a teacher, I hope that you can understand this yourself after one year."
"But one year does go by a little faster." Having said this, Yanzhen had already put on his usual stern expression.
"Xiaoyu, that irritable guy Shuyi doesn't have the patience to tell you this - don't live up to my expectations, understand it early, otherwise you will end up in a cocoon~"
I didn’t expect Yanzhen to look so out of place on the outside, but he looks at people very carefully.
Hearing this, Tang Ling couldn't help but feel emotional.
However, the next second, the voice sounded again.
"Trapped in a cocoon? How could I get to that point!"
Tang Ling looked at Yuan Yulang again and found that the expression on his face was unpredictable, his lips were still tightly closed, and even made a stubborn arc, and he didn't make a sound at all.
Tang Ling reacted suddenly.
No wonder!
No wonder I've been feeling weird since just now, and I don't have any sense of dominance in my dreams.
This voice sounded in her head!
At this time, she should be seeing and experiencing all this in her dream through Yuan Yulang's body and Yuan Yulang's eyes!