After finally taking a trip down the mountain, how can I not buy new year’s goods?
Although Tang Ling is tight at Lingshi, he doesn't have to worry about the money to buy things.
Because there was a storage bag, Tang Ling bought everything he could, and used his spiritual consciousness to explore the full New Year's goods in the storage bag, feeling very satisfied.
On the way back, I went to a noodle shop again, handed over the drawings I had drawn long ago to the shop owner, paid a lot of money, and customized a silver hairpin.
Tang Ling plans to send it to Fu Qingcheng.
Whether intentionally or unintentionally, she did save her life during the assessment.
Tang Ling thought about it and felt that she still needed to do something, so she drew a drawing of the one on her head, picked the most expensive material, and asked the boss of the front shop to help build one.
The days after that were just the same practice.
Although the Lingxian Sect gave all its disciples a half-month holiday, Tang Ling still did not dare to slack off for a moment.
Before she left, Song Nan still waited for her to do morning exercises every day. The only difference was that there were more teachings every day, and she would praise herself from time to time, which made Tang Ling feel happy.
After Liu San learned that he had not been eliminated, he also increased the number of teaching courses without saying a word, and from time to time prepared some weird and disgusting medicinal baths for Tang Ling to take.
When asked, he only said that it was of great benefit to Tang Ling's physical constitution and anti-toxicity, but the medicinal bath was not as comfortable as taking a bath. At the worst time, Tang Ling could faint from the pain several times.
Although he didn't like to say anything, Tang Ling could tell that it seemed that her failure in the newcomer's assessment had somewhat bothered Liu San.
In addition to these two people, Lu Qingfeng, who was released from seclusion, and Song Nan had the same idea. They felt that Tang Ling needed to practice very hard, at least to ensure that his mental power was strong enough not to be controlled by the black cat at will
Therefore, since Lu Qingfeng came out of seclusion, Tang Ling's cultivation intensity has increased several times.
But fortunately, this master is very generous and generous. He has all kinds of spiritual pills and magic weapons, and he throws them all at Tang Ling.
There's just one thing, I won't give you spiritual stones.
In response to this point, Lu Qingfeng said that spiritual stones still need to be self-sufficient, because the Lingxian Sect's spiritual stones require disciples to receive tasks themselves. He also did this to urge Tang Ling to receive more tasks to train himself.
Tang Ling didn't expect that the days without classes would be more difficult than those with classes. She couldn't sleep well every day. Fortunately, after a year of adaptation, she had already gotten used to it, and she was accompanied by Yao Yao, who had also successfully passed the exam.
I don’t feel lonely practicing alone.
However, these days are not endless.
Tang Ling's only hope was that on New Year's Eve, both Lu Qingfeng and Liu San had to go out for business, and Song Nan allowed herself to take a day off.
She then discussed with Yao Yao to cook a New Year's Eve dinner and watch the New Year's Eve together with Song Nan.
On the eve of the New Year, the hairpin made for Fu Qingcheng also arrived.
When Tang Ling gave the hairpin to Fu Qingcheng, the girl in white lowered her eyes and looked at the hairpin, but did not take it.
"Thank you for the last assessment." Tang Ling was a little embarrassed, "I originally wanted to wait until you came back after the New Year, but I didn't expect you didn't reply. I made this hairpin based on the drawings you made of your previous hairpin.
, it’s not as beautiful as the one before, but it’s made of excellent materials and I’ve found the best master. If you don’t mind it, just...”
"It's very beautiful. Thank you, senior sister, Qingcheng." Fu Qingcheng raised his head, with his usual gentle and polite smile on his face, "Senior sister, thank you for your trouble."
For some reason, Tang Ling felt that this smile was a bit stereotyped, completely opposite to Song Nan's.
Song Nan has a cold face all day long, while Fu Qingcheng greets people with a smile all day long.
But they both have one thing in common - no matter whether it is a cold face or a smile, all the emotions do not reach the eyes, making it difficult for people to distinguish.
However, these did not prevent Tang Ling from admiring her.
This girl is really strong.
Perhaps because of his strong-willed mentality, Tang Ling could never forget the shadow of a blood-clothed sword standing in front of him. Such a thin girl must have put in a lot of hard work to be able to wield such a giant sword.
She couldn't help but praise her heartily.
"During the assessment, I saw you using a knife. You were really handsome and awesome!"
As he said something, he suddenly thought of something, and his bright eyes lit up instantly.
"Since you haven't left yet, come to the Ancient Banyan Courtyard to celebrate the New Year with us tonight! Yao Yao and my senior brother and I prepared a New Year's Eve dinner, and after that we'll stay up together."
Fu Qingcheng looked at the bright smiling face of the girl in red, touched the sincere and heartfelt expectation in her eyes, and was silent for a moment.
"Then I'll bother senior sister."
She said.
"How does it count as harassment?" Tang Ling was very happy to receive the response.
The New Year’s Eve dinner is more lively when there are more people.
After learning that she was fine, Zhao Baoshan and Lu Ren came to her for a drink, and happily packed their bags and went home the next day. Tang Ling did not expect them to come to accompany her. p>
After staying in the Lingxian sect for a year, she found that she was far less homely than before, and was led by these two people to prefer lively and lively things.
Looking at Tang Ling's excited retreating figure, the smile on Fu Qingcheng's face faded.
"I have heard this kind of compliment many times."
She murmured unconsciously.
Yes, I have heard it many times.
So she doesn't care at all.
The winter wind brought some smell of fireworks, and I don't know which courtyard was also preparing for cooking.
When I smell this breath, my body feels a lot warmer.
It’s New Year’s Eve dinner, Fu Qingcheng tightened his grip on the silver hairpin.
It’s definitely not as delicious as Ji Hexi.
Tang Ling happily returned to the yard to get ready to work with Yao Yao. Halfway through, she was stopped by someone.
She turned around and saw the young man in green walking over nervously, his mouth opened.
"Yuan Yulang? You didn't go home?"
Just as I finished speaking, I suddenly remembered what I saw in the illusion.
Yuan Yulang should be from the Lingxian sect who came against his grandfather's wishes. He must not dare to go home.
Thinking about what she saw at that time, her tone couldn't help but be much softer than usual, "What's the matter-"
"You don't care about me!"
Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by a familiar arrogant tone, and Tang Ling's blood pressure suddenly rose again.
Sympathy for the evil pen being struck by lightning.
Tang Ling turned around and left.
"Hey! Hey! Wait!"
"I don't say hello!"
Tang Ling stood still, with bulging veins on his forehead. He didn't understand why the conversation between him and Yuan Yulang always strayed into some idol dramas related to meteors.
"Okay, Tang Ling!" Yuan Yulang chased after her, with a small face that was as red as a little girl's.
"I... I didn't plead for you at that time because I could help you enter a new sect. I... my grandfather's speech in Qingcang Continent still has some... weight. I can help you find someone at that time.
It’s nothing, don’t think that I am an ungrateful person.”
Tang Ling heard it funny and said subconsciously: "You want to repay your kindness? For what happened in the fantasy world?"
Yuan Yulang suddenly raised his head and stared at Tang Ling.
"I'm talking about dealing with the Skeleton Evil. You... the person in the illusion is indeed you!"