Chapter 35: Floating Life, Dreaming, and Returning to the Demonic Abyss

"I, I, I! Elder, please help me take a look!"

"And me! Elder Ying Su is so kind!"

"Thank you, Elder Yingsu!"

In a blink of an eye, Bai Yunshu was surrounded by the other disciples, and each of them rolled up their sleeves, exposing their wrists and holding them in front of her.

"Okay, line up, one by one."

Bai Yunshu felt a headache listening to the chattering sound and signaled them to line up.

I noticed Yin Huan was struggling in the fight from the air earlier, so I paid some attention to her. Later, I felt that it was not good to give her special treatment, so I thought about it and decided to treat her equally.

Facing this group of chattering disciples, she decided that she would never be a nice person again next time.

Seeing that Baiyunshu was so popular, Yin Huan couldn't help feeling disappointed.

She wanted to ask Bai Yunshu, since she fell from the sky a few days ago and hit her so hard that she vomited blood, has she been feeling better these days?

Judging from Bai Yunshu's mental and physical state, it seems that there is no need to worry about him.

She withdrew her gaze from Bai Yunshu, but Yan Weiwan smiled and thanked Bai Yunshu on her behalf.

"That's good, that's good. I was always worried about her health. Thank you, Elder Yingsu."

Bai Yunshu nodded and said that he accepted it and thanked him.

Yin Huan was still standing there in a daze, feeling melancholy. Yan Weiwan nudged her with his hand, signaling her to speak.

Someone took your pulse and told you the reason. You can't just say thank you.

Yin Huan immediately came back to his senses and followed her in bowing to express his gratitude.

"Thank you, Elder Yingsu. I will be more careful next time. I cannot use my mortal body to receive spiritual attacks. My body needs to be replenished..."

She repeated Bai Yunshu's previous words and looked down at herself.

Weak? Really? She's always been number one in physical training, so how could she be weak?

She couldn't figure it out.

She was originally unhappy, but then she thought, isn't this Bai Yunshu?

She treats everyone the same way, making everyone like her... There is nothing special about me to her.

She remembered that when Bai Yunshu was her master, he didn't care about her at all and always used two words to describe everything.

It's up to you or it depends on you.

She sighed, feeling a dull pain in her heart.

It was already lunchtime, and although they were asked to fast early, the canteen still prepared food for the day.

The two of them came to the dining hall first, and Yue Daiyuan stood at the gate again, supervising and preventing the disciples from wasting food.

Yan Weiwan looked at the bland food in her bowl and sighed.

Why is it cabbage and tofu soup again? Although it tastes good, you can’t eat it every day.

"The sect is so poor! When I'm done cultivating and can take on a mission from the Thousand Machine Pavilion and go down the mountain, I'm going to have a good meal!"

She was looking forward to that kind of day, but Yue Daiyuan, who was bored and idle beside her, spoke and shattered her dream.

"That will take at least three years. Those without sufficient cultivation will definitely not be able to go down the mountain. Moreover, in the first few years, those who go down the mountain will either follow their senior sister or their master. There will be no chance to act alone, and it is even more impossible to eat alone."

When she said this, Yan Weiwan bit his chopsticks with a look of pain on his face.

"Oh, that's fine. I can save the spirit stones I got and use them when I can go down the mountain by myself."

Hearing her beautiful imagination, Yue Daiyuan couldn't bear to disappoint her.

She sighed and said, "By then, you might not be interested in most of the food anymore. You'll need to hand over a portion of your mission earnings to the Qianji Pavilion, and the remaining spirit stones will be used to maintain your own magical instruments and purchase various elixirs that can improve your cultivation."

In short, when they started to practice Taoism, they were all very poor, and some even went into debt.

Yan Weiwan almost vomited blood and slumped over the table in dejection.

"I still feel that no matter what I've been wronged about, I can't be wronged by my mouth. Woohoo, Elder Yue Daiyuan, as elders, are you also poor..."

Yue Daiyuan remained silent and chose not to answer the question.

Yin Huan saw Yan Weiwan's curious look and signaled her not to ask any more questions.

"Elder Yue Daiyuan is a sword cultivator."

When she said that, Yan Weiwan immediately understood and said embarrassedly, "Excuse me, I'm sorry."

It is generally acknowledged that sword cultivators are poor. From the moment Yan Weiwan came in, he decided not to cultivate sword skills but to find a way to quickly earn spirit stones.

She had already set her sights on Geng Jihuan. After all, Elder Geng was well-dressed, with pearls and jade in his hair, and spiritual plants all over his backyard.

The elder of Qianji Pavilion seemed to be quite good. I had met him once before at the sect-wide meeting. He was holding an abacus and his whole body exuded the smell of money.

Elder Bai Yunshu said... She only accepts one disciple, and Yin Huan likes him, so she will definitely give him to Yin Huan.

Yin Huan's eyes always followed Elder Ying Su, and she, as his friend, saw it.

Yin Huan noticed that she was daydreaming and couldn't help but knock on the table.

"Although I don't know what you're thinking, I want to remind you that if you start fasting in advance, you might not even be able to eat these in a few days. You'd better not complain, otherwise, be careful that Elder Yingsu will feel sorry for you and cook for you. The afternoon class requires copying various spiritual plants and herbs, and I have to rush back to take a nap."

If you don't take a nap at noon, you will probably be so sleepy in the afternoon that you won't even be able to hold a brush.

Her threat was the most effective, and Yan Weiwan became obedient instantly.

Geng Jihuan taught in the afternoon, basically introducing spiritual herbs. He also told them which ones were poisonous and which ones were not, and told them not to pick them randomly when they went out.

After the explanation, you should also write down the appearance of each one and remember their various functions.

There are tens of millions of magical herbs in the world. Sometimes it’s so dazzling that you may even feel that several of them look exactly the same.

Yan Weiwan seemed to have been drained of all his energy and vitality, and he weakly shoveled his lunch into his mouth.

She hated this class the most. After all, she couldn't remember anything. Elder Geng simply took the book away and transformed spiritual herbs in the air to ask her questions. She couldn't even cheat.

If she couldn't answer the question, she would be punished to copy it and hand it in the next morning. Elder Geng taught her for a few days, and she copied it for a few days. She wailed in bed every night.

Yin Huan and other roommates couldn't stand listening to it and would help her copy some of it.

Sure enough, not everyone can take the path of cultivating immortals that is easy to earn spirit stones.

Every time she used this excuse to remind herself that if she wanted to have no worries about spirit stones in the future and be as rich as Elder Geng, she should suffer a little more now. She would definitely remember this.

After they finished eating, they returned to the dormitory together.

Most of the people in the dormitory had not returned yet. Yan Weiwan fell asleep as soon as he hit the bed. Yin Huan stared at the beams and put his hand on his chest.

The next second, she felt dizzy.

When she opened her eyes again, she was back in a familiar place.

Demonic Abyss!

At this moment, she was standing on the edge of the cliff, looking at the scene below, feeling a chill in her heart.

What’s going on!

She wanted to go out, but when she turned around, she saw another herself.

Unlike himself now, she did not have red eyes, and her figure was much taller than himself, and she was wearing a fluttering white dress.

"What on earth are you?"

She asked in a deep voice and the other party smiled.

"I am you, your obsession. Don't you remember the you who was pushed down that year? You were pushed down in this state."