This gap is more than just a little bit big.
It's like jumping directly from cavemen to feudal society.
Thinking of the cave of Immortal Wuyou and looking at He Kangle's five-courtyard house, Si Lingfeng finally understood one thing.
Her master is just a caveman, right?
Ye Fan did not ask what Si Ruoyun did at night or why Si Lingfeng looked like this. He just led Si Lingfeng to the outside of Si Ruoyun's room.
"Are you staying here today?"
When Si Lingfeng tucked the quilt in for Si Ruoyun and came out, Ye Fan, who was guarding the door, finally couldn't help but ask.
Si Lingfeng tilted his head to look at Ye Fan. In fact, Ye Fan had a handsome appearance, but he usually liked to squint his eyes and often smiled, which made him look honest and simple.
"No."
Si Lingfeng shook his head.
Since she has joined the Holy Mist Sect, she can't keep the little potato tied to her belt for the rest of her life, right?
Although, she does have this ability.
Ye Fan narrowed his eyes to hide his emotions, "I will help you take good care of Ruoyun."
This kind of emotion is probably called loving the house and loving the dog.
Ye Fan thought to himself, maybe this is not right.
This is purposeful flattery.
Although Si Ruoyun is also very cute.
Si Lingfeng glanced at him and said, "Thank you."
Then he turned and left without hesitation.
Ye Fan watched Si Lingfeng walk away, and his eyes, which had been narrowed, slowly relaxed, revealing a pair of round fox eyes.
Whatever he wants, he must get.
The next day.
He Kangle had long guessed that Si Ruoyun would not easily break up with Si Lingfeng, so when the little girl came to her anxiously to apologize the next day, He Kangle just reached out and touched Si Ruoyun's head.
"My dear disciple, you are right."
"If a person can truly give up all emotions, then that's wrong."
It's true that people have emotions and desires, just like He Kangle doesn't like Si Lingfeng because of Cheng Yu, but she will not force Si Ruoyun because of her likes and dislikes.
Si Ruoyun looked up at He Kangle, who smiled at her and pinched Si Ruoyun's little cheek.
This feels so good!
"Okay, let's go to morning class."
Patting the little girl on the shoulder, He Kangle said with a smile.
Compared with ordinary disciples, direct disciples only have an additional master to teach them, which is the difference between one-on-one and large classes.
If ordinary disciples have any questions that they do not understand during their practice, they should compile these questions and show them to the teacher once every seven days.
Direct disciples can just go directly to the master.
Moreover, because the masters of direct disciples have different focuses, many direct disciples learn more skills than ordinary disciples.
For example, if an ordinary disciple wants to learn alchemy, he can only learn the basics outside, but if he has a master who specializes in alchemy, then he will learn more than just the basics.
The news of the appearance of the ten great artifacts had already caused a stir in the world of cultivation, but that was among the independent cultivators. The news brought by Jiuyou caused an uproar among several major sects.
Some people believe in the existence of the ten magical artifacts, while others don't care.
If such a magical artifact really existed, why didn't the former owners of the artifact keep it for themselves?
He Kangle naturally also received the news about the artifact. The corners of her mouth twitched, and she thought to herself that these people were simply outrageous.
She also doesn't believe in the ten magical weapons. Everyone wants to take shortcuts, but are shortcuts so easy to take?
If it was really that easy, how come there are only so few people who have ascended to immortality in the Xinglan Realm now?
But this matter still needs long-term consideration.
He Kangle arranged the affairs of his house and went to find Cheng Yu.
The backbone of the current cultivation world is their generation.
The girl who was arranged by He Kangle to play with Si Ruoyun looked at Si Ruoyun enviously.
If she had spiritual roots, could she be like Si Ruoyun?
It's a pity that she has no spiritual roots and is a complete mortal.
The little girl was unaware of the girl's envy and was reading a book seriously. When she didn't understand something, she would copy it on paper and wait for He Kangle to come back and ask her.
"Girl, this word is pronounced as chen."
The girl looked at Si Ruoyun writing a bunch of big words on the paper, and finally couldn't help but remind her.
There is also a school in the village, and all these mortals have to go to school when they reach a certain age.
Girls from Shenglan Village basically do not marry outside the village, and even if they do, the family they marry into is well-known and prominent.
After all, can a girl who has been taught by the Holy Mist Sect be the same as an ordinary girl?
If this girl were in the mortal world, she would be no worse than the daughters of noble families.
"Do you recognize these?"
Si Ruoyun looked at the girl in surprise.
"I learned some in school."
The girl said.
"Then sister, can you teach me?"
Si Ruoyun blinked and looked at the girl. She had only read an introductory course, and later Si Lingfeng taught her whatever he remembered. If she was just treated as a three-year-old child, these things would be enough.
But Si Ruoyun is not a three-year-old child.
She is a monk.
"good."
The girl said with a smile, but in her heart she felt a little more disdain for Si Ruoyun.
She can't even read a single word, so how could Fairy Kangle take a fancy to her?
If she had spiritual roots...
He must be a hundred times stronger than Si Ruoyun!
The girl thought so, but forgot how much older Si Ruoyun was than her.
Si Ruoyun didn't know what the girl was thinking. With the girl's help, she read much faster.
Master said that since she was still young, she couldn't expect to achieve everything all at once, but had to lay a solid foundation step by step, so the number of cultivation exercises arranged for her every day was not much.
However, the sword training project was retained.
What monks learn the most is swordsmanship, and there are few monks who don’t know how to use a sword.
It's just a matter of different levels of proficiency.
After Ye Fan finished his morning lessons and was busy in the kitchen for a while, he went to the study with a few plates of exquisite snacks. He happened to see the girl standing aside, watching Si Ruoyun reading there.
"Ruoyun, I made osmanthus cake."
Ye Fan stepped in and said with a smile.
"Young Master Ye."
The girl named Zhucui bowed and saluted.
"Brother Ye Fan!"
Si Ruoyun's eyes lit up, and she stood up from the stool, her eyes fixed on the dinner plate.
"I made osmanthus cake and mung bean cake today. Which one do you want to try first?"
"Miss Yun, go wash your hands first."
Zhu Cui coughed and reminded.
Si Ruoyun hurriedly ran to wash her hands.
In Si Ruoyun's eyes, Zhu Cui was knowledgeable and beautiful, which was simply amazing.
I didn't realize the strangeness of the pearls and jade being there and not there.
Ye Fan glanced at Zhu Cui with a smile, but didn't say much. He just set the plate and waited for Si Ruoyun to come back after washing her hands.
A moment later, the little girl came back with her short legs, holding two washed potatoes in her hands.
"Thank you, Brother Ye Fan. Brother Ye Fan, this is for you."
Si Ruoyun handed two potatoes to Ye Fan.
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