25 Healthy Aesthetics

"Do you want to piss me off to death? Although it's your freedom to accept a disciple, you actually accepted a worthless piece of shit!"

On the Qijing Peak, Mo Jinghong frowned and glared, wishing he could turn Hua Lang over to shake out the water in his brain.

Hua Lang didn't expect Mo Jinghong to know so quickly. She lowered her head guiltily, "Master, I can explain this matter."

"Then explain it to me now!" Mo Jinghong staggered a few steps in anger.

Hua Lang quickly stepped forward to support him, saying seriously, "Master, Yan Rong's talent was destroyed because of the cold poison in his body. Although he lags behind others in cultivation, he is very talented in understanding the techniques. If he encounters good fortune in the future, he will surely make a great breakthrough."

This was definitely not something Hua Lang made up to deceive Mo Jinghong.

When Hua Lang found Yan Rong yesterday, he happened to be on the trial stage. Hua Lang pulled Xie Hanjing to watch the battle together. Unexpectedly, the more she watched, the more surprised she became.

Yan Rong is well aware of Qing Lai's various mental techniques.

He could easily find the flaws in his mental skills and predict his opponent's every move. Although he was defeated due to insufficient spiritual power, his opponent did not gain any advantage from him.

Both the people on and off the stage were covered in blood, which really scared the onlookers. If Hua Lang had not been there, Yan Rong would probably have been thrown out of Qinglai as a heretic in the next second.

Mo Jinghong didn't know so much. He just felt that he had aged dozens of years because of anger in the past few days.

Even if Yan Rong has perfect comprehension ability, it is difficult to practice without talent; without spiritual energy cultivation, everything else is bullshit!

He was so disappointed that he said, "Okay, okay, he lacks luck, right? Luo Yin Secret Realm is right before my eyes. I want to see what opportunities he will have."

Now it was Hua Lang's turn to be dumbfounded. Yan Rong regained his talent three years later. There was no opportunity in Luo Yin's secret realm.

"Master, isn't this too fast? Sometimes, opportunities also need a little time."

Mo Jinghong glanced at her and said, "Faster? Seeing Xiao Qi's sincere words and firm promises, I thought that Yan would have a golden elixir emerging from his body tomorrow."

Hua Lang wanted to delay for some time, but Mo Jinghong did not give her the opportunity.

He waved his hand and said, "Alright, I will be in seclusion for a while. Please do not disturb me unless it is something important before the end of the Luoyin Secret Realm."

After saying this, Mo Jinghong strode away, as if he was really eager to go into seclusion.

But Hua Lang saw that the direction he was heading was clearly a wine cave.

Who would seclude themselves in a wine cave?!

After being tricked by Mo Jinghong, Hua Lang returned to Qingzhu Peak indignantly.

Although Qingzhu Peak has the word "bamboo" in its name, there is only a small bamboo forest on the peak, while the entire mountain is planted with pear trees.

In late spring, the pear trees are in full bloom, and the yellow-green leaves are almost covered by large waves of snow. If a breeze blows, the snow waves will spread to the ground, and the petals on the ground will almost reach the ankles.

Hua Lang estimated the time. At this time, Xie Hanjing and Yan Rong should have finished their get out of class.

There are dozens of courses in the inner sect, covering most of the common techniques, which are further divided into low, medium and high-level courses.

Disciples can choose their own courses and study them. At the end of the course, they must take the corresponding assessment. If they fail the assessment multiple times, they will be sent to the outer sect to practice again.

Of course, trying to take shortcuts and not choose courses is not allowed. Those who have not completed enough credits will only be exiled faster and to a more remote place.

Whenever Hua Lang saw other disciples arguing with each other for a few class points, he felt quite emotional. Fortunately, he had chosen the Jindan cultivation level at the beginning, and was classified as a graduate as soon as he arrived in Qinglai.

As soon as he reached the top of the mountain, Hua Lang saw Xie Hanjing who was leaving get out of class.

Standing in front of him was a petite girl.

The two stood under the pear tree. The girl was looking up, as if she was talking to Xie Hanjing.

The girl had her back to Hua Lang, so Hua Lang couldn't see her face clearly. He could only see the back of her round, dark head.

Hua Lang's mind quickly flashed through the names of dozens of female supporting characters in the original novel.

Looking at Xie Hanjing again, he had an aloof look on his face, staring at the pear tree beside him from beginning to end, as if the tree interested him more than the girl in front of him.

Hua Lang twitched his lips and had a vague guess.

As a romance novel, the protagonist of "Xian Dao" fails to successfully establish a relationship with any of the supporting female characters in the early, middle and late stages of the story. This is really unreasonable, unless... he has long had the idea of practicing the ruthless way!

Hua Lang instantly felt that he had touched the threshold of the truth.

Xie Hanjing, who was distracted under the tree, finally saw Hua Lang. He left the girl and walked towards Hua Lang.

"Master, you're back."

Hua Lang's view was temporarily blocked by him, and he quickly turned his head to try to see the girl under the pear tree clearly.

The girl slowly turned around——

Hua Lang:?

Why is it you?!

Isn’t this the exchange student left behind by Wu Tingque!

Wu Manci exchanged glances with Hua Lang from a distance, and seeing that Xie Hanjing didn't look back, she turned around and left decisively.

Seeing that the person had gone far away, Hua Lang turned his head back and pretended to be casual, "That person seems to be Miss Wu, what were you talking about with her just now?"

God knows how curious she is!

Xie Hanjing was clearly bent on revenge, yet he remained indifferent to the enemy right in front of him. Why was that?

"Senior Sister Wu just said that my appreciation for music is different from that of ordinary people. She gave me a recorded spiritual sound and asked me to study it more after class." When Xie Hanjing mentioned Wu Manci, his expression was very calm, as if he was just talking about a passerby.

Hua Lang: "Is that all?"

Xie Han nodded in surprise, "Yeah."

Hua Lang frowned: "Didn't she ask you any other questions?"

This Wu Manci is most likely the spy left behind by Wu Tingque to monitor the male protagonist. I'm afraid the matter about Le Li is fake, and the real purpose is to take this opportunity to test him.

Xie Han shook his head in shock, "No, she asked her disciples to stop practicing music and cultivate a healthy aesthetic first."

Music theory class, to cultivate aesthetics?

Hua Lang's suspicions grew even stronger. Seeing Xie Hanjing's rather gloomy expression, she consoled him, "...It's nothing. Music theory depends on talent, but with more practice, you might be able to surpass others in the future."

Xie Hanjing seemed to cheer up a little, "Disciple will definitely study hard and practice diligently to live up to Master's expectations."

Hua Lang nodded and walked with him under the pear tree.

When the master and disciple reached the front of the courtyard, Hua Lang saw that the gate was closed and asked casually, "Where's Yan Rong? Didn't you come back with him?"

Xie Hanjing paused in his movement to open the door and asked, "Master, who is Yan Rong?"

Hua Lang almost choked on his saliva.

Seeing Xie Hanjing's puzzled expression, she said in shock, "Yanrong is your junior brother. Didn't I ask you to bandage his wound yesterday?"

Xie Hanjing continued his previous action and unlocked the courtyard. Under Hua Lang's accusing gaze, he added, "So your junior brother's name is Yan Rong. I forgot it for a moment."

Hua Lang saw that he looked frank and showed no guilt at all, and he slandered him in his heart, "Have you forgotten?"

You probably don’t remember it at all!

She admitted that it was a bit too much to let the male protagonist and the villain become brothers, but there was no enmity between them yet!

Hua Lang intends to cultivate the relationship between the two. After all, Xie Hanjing is not only the fuse for Yan Rong to become possessed by the devil, but also the one who kills Yan Rong with the help of heavenly thunder!

"Since you are brothers, you will spend more time together in the future, so you should care about each other."

Xie Han nodded in surprise and opened the door for Hua Lang: "Disciple knows, but Junior Brother Yan doesn't seem to like me as a senior brother."

"This morning, after Master left, I wanted to apply medicine to my junior brother, but he was extremely resistant and seemed extremely dissatisfied with me."

Hua Lang couldn't help but feel worried when he heard this. Yan Rong actually had such a strong hostility towards Xie Hanjing. It turned out that friendship between fellow disciples could not be established overnight.

But she also felt that what Xie Hanjing said seemed a little wrong. Didn’t she ask him to bandage Yan Rong’s wound yesterday?

Hua Lang stepped into the yard and was about to ask Xie Hanjing again.

Suddenly, her feet slipped as if she stepped on something extremely smooth!

When I was about to fall,

"Master, be careful!"

Xie Hanjing was only half a step behind her and immediately stepped forward to support Hua Lang.

Hua Lang grabbed Xie Hanjing's shoulders, raised his head with lingering fear, and saw -

The wooden house on the right that belonged to Yan Rong seemed to have experienced a brutal and inhumane battle. Some parts collapsed, some broke, and the supporting beams and rafters rolled all over the ground. In the center of the fallen roof, a large hole blown open by spiritual energy could be seen!

And what she stepped on was a broken piece of wood!

【Author’s words】

Xiaohua: Playing the flute.

Xiao Xie: It sounds nice.

Wu Manci said nothing, but just played the recording of Wu Tingque's flute music on a loop.

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