In Si Ruoyun's eyes, potatoes are the best.
So her way of repaying others was to give them potatoes.
Ye Fan, who already had a pile of potatoes in his storage bag: Although he didn’t really want the potatoes, he still happily took them.
Of course Ye Fan didn't like potatoes, not at all. He couldn't like the lumpy potatoes, not to mention that this looked like an ordinary potato.
But this dislike also has another premise.
That is, if these potatoes were given by someone else, Ye Fan would certainly not like them, and would even make a note in his notebook, suspecting that this person was humiliating him.
But what if the potatoes were sent by Si Ruoyun?
Of course the potatoes my sister gave me are the best potatoes.
This is probably double standards.
Ye Fan, who had no psychological burden and no double standards, took the potato with a smile.
“Eat it while it’s hot, fresh out of the pan. It’s delicious.”
He pushed the osmanthus cake and mung bean cake forward.
Si Ruoyun picked up a piece and took a small bite. Her eyes immediately curved into two bridges. The little girl's cheeks were puffed up and her speech was slurred.
"Brother Ye Fan is awesome!"
Ye Fan smiled and used a handkerchief to wipe the crumbs from the corner of Si Ruoyun's lips.
"I made a few extra copies. After we finish today's homework, would you mind going with me to deliver them to Ling Feng?"
"Okay, my sister is there, so there must not be so much food."
Si Ruoyun blinked, and suddenly felt very sad when she thought of the environment in which her sister lived.
Si Lingfeng is almost becoming a caveman!
Ye Fan smiled as he watched Si Ruoyun eating happily. If he wanted to get closer to Si Lingfeng, he had to start with Si Ruoyun.
The little girl didn't realize that she had become a bridge for Ye Fan to pursue girls. She was eating osmanthus cake while calculating when she could finish her homework.
Zhu Cui was listening with a smile on her face.
If she had spiritual roots...
She should be the one enjoying everything today.
Moreover, she had also heard that although Si Ruoyun had spiritual roots, they were not good spiritual roots. She was only able to enter the Shenglan Sect because she had a good sister.
The destinies of different people are indeed different.
Zhu Cui thought quietly.
Ye Fan did not stay long, but when he left, he couldn't help but take another look at Zhu Cui.
The latter lowered his head, and it was unknown what he was saying to Si Ruoyun.
Maybe he was overthinking it.
Ye Fan thought.
Council Hall.
Almost all the younger generation of the Holy Mist Sect have arrived.
Cheng Yu is the most outstanding among their generation. Since he is only a disciple of this generation, Cheng Yu is implicitly regarded as the main disciple.
"I think you've all heard about the Ten Divine Artifacts, right?"
Cheng Yudao.
The others nodded, and those who knew more information also shared what they knew.
"There are so many different versions about the ten divine weapons. There's already a huge debate just over which ones they are."
Yun Xi shook her head and said helplessly.
Her master told her about this matter, so she asked her family. They said that there was indeed a rumor about the ten divine weapons, but the Yun family did not believe the rumor and did not report it.
Yun Xi was born in the Yun family, which has always been affiliated with the Shenglan Sect. Moreover, due to the Yun family’s tradition, the Yun family is very proficient in intelligence. Many sources of information for the Shenglan Sect come from the Yun family.
"I'm going to ask my disciples to go out for some trials."
Cheng Yu thought for a moment. His new disciple Si Lingyu was indeed hardworking and he thought he was a good person. It would not be a bad idea to send him out for trials once his foundation was solid.
"New disciples? They've only been here for a short time, so I'm afraid they might not be very safe."
Yun Xi thought about the bad disciples she had accepted and couldn't help but get goosebumps.
She couldn't possibly let her own disciples become ordinary disciples, right?
He had no choice but to accept a disciple from the Yun family - but it turned out that this disciple seemed to be not very smart.
Yun Xi felt like she was a hundred years old, and it had only been a few days!
"Brother, you're right. New disciples can't be confined to the mountain forever. Isn't next year the entry exam for new disciples? Why not establish a rule? Those who have reached a certain level can be sent out to gain experience, while those who are not yet qualified can continue to train on the mountain."
He Kangle unconditionally agreed with Cheng Yu's decision and even added a few words.
"That's a good idea."
Others echoed this, after all, not all of their disciples were as bad as Yun Xi's.
The entrance exam is not only a competition between new disciples, but also a competition between these masters.
If their own disciples win the first prize, they will be proud!
In the early years, when they were not yet disciples, all they thought about was getting a good ranking in the sect assessment, to bring honor to themselves and earn face for their master.
At that time, many people's masters told them to practice martial arts well. Now that they all have apprentices, they finally understand their masters' feelings.
"But if we send a group of new disciples out to train, what if something happens to them? Why don't we pair them up in pairs, preferably male and female, to look after the new disciples?"
A female cultivator suggested.
The others immediately burst into laughter.
"What do you mean by pairing men and women in pairs? You just don't want to be separated from your partner!"
"We are newlyweds, we all understand."
The female cultivator smiled frankly, "That's right, we've only been together for a short time, and we're still feeling affectionate."
"Junior Sister Qu is right. There are both male and female disciples among us. If only one person goes, some things will be inconvenient."
Cheng Yu made the final decision, "After the entrance exam, the disciples will be divided into groups according to their rankings, and each of them will go on a training expedition in pairs."
The others didn't have any objections, but they were thinking in their hearts that they had to focus on improving their disciples' cultivation when they returned, otherwise it would be so embarrassing to get last place.
This last place naturally does not mean the last place in the entire introductory test.
The entrance examination not only includes these direct disciples, but also those who entered the sect last time, that is, the batch of disciples who entered the sect ten years ago, and who have not yet established their foundation.
The Shenglan Sect recruits a new batch of disciples every ten years, and a generation consists of a hundred years. Si Ruoyun and his generation just happened to catch the last wave of this generation.
In other words, although Cheng Yu and the others are only two generations older than Si Ruoyun, they entered the sect more than 200 years earlier than Si Ruoyun.
It sounds unfair to the direct disciples to compete with ordinary disciples who have been practicing for more than ten years, but can eating from the same pot be the same as cooking for one's own needs?
They don’t think it’s unfair. Who hasn’t gone through this?
"If that's the case, then let's make it a decision. I'll report to the Sect Master and draw up a set of rules. Rewards and punishments must be clearly spelled out."
Cheng Yu looked around and said.
Others agreed that this charter was only drawn up for the trial down the mountain, and only a fool would refuse it.
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