"Let your crane go!" Fang Jingxue looked at her miserable crane and said angrily, "It was your crane that started it."
"The first to tease is the cheap one! If you can't spit out ivory from a dog's mouth next time, I will tear your mouth apart." Gu Qingxi said this coldly, and then she stretched out her hand and gently patted Maomao's wings, "Let it go."
Maomao let go of the crane's wings, and the crane ran away in fear.
"Tap, tap, tap!" Maomao shook his head proudly and made a triumphant sound.
Gu Qingxi smiled and touched Maomao's head: "Go play, pick me up at noon."
Maomao nodded and ran to the grass to play.
"Gu Qingxi!" Fang Jingxue stretched out her finger and pointed at Gu Qingxi, her face flushed, and said angrily, "Three months later, I will challenge you to compete with the new disciples, just wait for me."
Gu Qingxi just glanced at her lightly, sneered, and ignored her, but turned around and called Xu Baozhu to go into the Three Questions Hall together.
Fang Jingxue was so angry that she was shaking all over. Such eyes again, such sneers again! At this time, she still didn't understand that Gu Qingxi's eyes were not very hurtful, but extremely insulting.
Xu Baozhu looked excited and whispered: "Qingxi, you looked really good just now... heroic and heroic, yes, very heroic, you seemed to be glowing just now. And that sentence is so good, the one who teases first is cheap. It's not, she teased first, she had the nerve to say that it was your hair that moved first."
Before Gu Qingxi could speak, Xu Baozhu took out a small notebook and a pen and quickly recorded: "The one who teases first is cheap, this sentence is so good, I want to write it down."
Gu Qingxi: "..." Actually, there is no need to write this down.
Most of the teachers who come to Sanwen Hall to teach new disciples are senior brothers and sisters with relatively high strength and prestige in Tianqing Sect. Sometimes there will be guest elders or peak masters to teach. The person
who teaches all the new disciples today is the eldest brother of Tianqian Peak, who is also the eldest brother of everyone. This senior brother is called Shan Yinshui. He has a handsome face, gentle and good temper. When people see him, they think of a word: gentle as jade. He is a sword cultivator and a magic cultivator. It is said that he has reached the great perfection of the golden elixir and is only one step away from the Nascent Soul.
Shan Yinshui's patience is really good. He carefully taught the new disciples the most basic knowledge of cultivation. He explained how to feel spiritual power and how to draw qi into the body. He told the new disciples all his cultivation tips without reservation.
The new disciples listened very seriously. Xu Baozhu took out paper and pen again and took notes while listening. Gu Qingxi saw this scene and nodded in her heart. This little foodie is still very serious in learning.
After Shan Yinshui finished teaching, he gently announced the end of the class and told the disciples that if they didn't understand anything, they could ask him in time.
Then many disciples rushed up and surrounded Shan Yinshui, asking questions in a flurry.
The next class was for other senior brothers to teach swordsmanship. It was the most basic swordsmanship of Tianqing Sect, Tianqing Nine Swords.
After seeing the senior brother perform the nine sword moves completely, Gu Qingxi was extremely shocked, but she didn't show it on her face.
The senior brother who taught swordsmanship said with a stern face: "The Nine Swords of Heavenly Purity is something that all disciples must master. Today I will only teach you the first sword of the Nine Swords of Heavenly Purity. I will slow down and perform it three more times later. You all watch carefully and remember it. From now on, you must come to the square in front of the Three Questions Hall every morning to swing the sword five hundred times. Don't slack off."
After the disciples responded in unison, they began to practice in the open space in front of the Three Questions Hall. Many
disciples could only barely perform the first move, and it was completely incoherent. Although the senior brother looked fierce, he was surprisingly patient and corrected them one by one.
Fang Jingxue was the one who understood and performed the first sword move the fastest, and was praised by the senior brother.
She raised her head proudly and looked at Gu Qingxi provocatively, but she saw Gu Qingxi holding the sword in his hand, standing there, wondering what he was thinking. He didn't even look at her.
Fang Jingxue was furious, and vowed in her heart that she would defeat Gu Qingxi and win the first place in the competition among the new disciples three months later!
After all the morning classes were finished, Xu Baozhu ran over to find Gu Qingxi to go to the cafeteria for dinner.
The Sanwen Hall only had half a day of classes every day, and the disciples arranged their own time in the afternoon. It was up to them to decide whether to go back to the top of the peak to practice on their own or to ask their own teachers for advice. Gu Qingxi liked this flexible arrangement very much.
After dinner, Gu Qingxi said goodbye to Xu Baozhu and rode Maomao around Tianqing Sect. She did not forget what she promised to the ancestor Wanling. However, she also had her own thoughts.
As a result, after a round of wandering, the ancestor Wanling still did not sense his own seal. He said in a depressed tone: "Where is it? I'm sure it's in Tianqing Mountain."
"Think about it again. Next time I'll take you around and look carefully." Gu Qingxi rode Maomao back to Zilin Peak.
There are no menial disciples or outer disciples in Zilin Peak.
The reason is poverty.
Each peak has to be responsible for part of the expenses of the menial disciples and outer disciples.
Obviously, Zilin Peak does not have the financial resources.
Therefore, everything has to be done by themselves.
Gu Qingxi sat on the stone bench in her yard and took out several books from her storage bracelet. In fact, she had read these books countless times and even memorized the contents by heart.
One of these books is the sword formula. The cover says "Thirteen Styles of Cloud Dragon". This is the sword method passed down by the ancestors of the Gu family, and she has practiced it a long time ago. When the senior brother who taught swordsmanship danced the Nine Swords of Heavenly Purity, she was shocked because some of the moves in the Nine Swords of Heavenly Purity were the same as the Thirteen Styles of Cloud Dragon.
No, it felt that the Thirteen Styles of Cloud Dragon were more exquisite and more complete.
The Nine Swords of Heavenly Purity seemed to be taken from the Thirteen Styles of Cloud Dragon.
What's going on?
She put down the book and picked up another one.
This book had no name, and it was full of pill recipes. Gu Qingxi knew some of the names of the herbs recorded on it, but she had never heard of some of them. She thought it was because they were so old that the names were different. As for this recipe, Gu Qingxi naturally thought that there was a Taoist priest in the Gu family. Isn't it normal for a Taoist priest to make elixirs? Many emperors took elixirs made by Taoist priests, although most of them were poisoned to death.
After coming to this world, she learned from her memory that some of the herbs recorded in this recipe existed in this world.
Could it be that these books all came from this world, and somehow ended up in the world where she was?
Gu Qingxi guessed.
"Hey? Girl, this recipe is interesting. What is recorded here is similar to the recipe I collected back then." Ancestor Wan Ling suddenly spoke at this time.
"Almost?" Gu Qingxi was puzzled. This was a book passed down by her Gu family ancestors, brought from that world. But Ancestor Wan Ling was an ancestor of the magic path who had survived in this world of cultivation for so long. Why was the recipe he knew almost the same as the one passed down by his ancestors?
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