Fantastic Fantasy: The Daughter of Cloud Raising Luck at the Opening

"From today onwards, you are the third disciples of my Bailudong Academy."

Yan Song stood behind Mr. Qi with a solemn expression.

"You must always serve the master..."

"OK OK."

Before Yan Song finished speaking, he was interrupted by Mr. Qi waving his hand.

"You kid can't even serve as your master all the time, and now you dare to use it to threaten your younger brothers and younger sisters."

Mr. Qi waved his sleeves, "As a senior, you have to be a good example."

"Master, I..."

Yan Song opened his mouth, but didn't say much.

"Okay, you are busy, go back first."

With a gentle smile on his face, Mr. Qi stretched out his hand to indicate that Yan Song could go back first.

"The disciple retire."

Yan Song hesitated for a moment, then took a step back, his figure disappeared in place.

Brother, this is...

Wei Zian blinked, seeing what Yan Song meant just now, it was obvious that he wanted to chat with him.

"He's in trouble."

Mr. Qi smiled, stood up and walked out.

"You come with me."

The two looked at each other, and followed the senior sister Fuling one after the other.

"Master, didn't you read early today?"

Along the way, Fu Ling asked curiously.

"Stop reading, I'll give you a day off."

"Great."

Fu Ling's eyes lit up, she stepped forward and hugged Mr. Qi's arm, and forgot to take a look at Wei Zian when she turned her head.

On the side, Shui Miao blinked, a little surprised in her heart, and clasped her hands together.

Senior sister, she... what does this mean?
Are you going to take me... Thinking about it, a bright smile appeared on Shui Miaomiao's face.

While speaking, Mr. Qi brought the three of them to the Yunshu Building of Bailudong Academy.

This is the place where the disciples of the academy choose the method of practice. Every student of the academy can choose a book of modest words and righteousness here as an enlightenment book on the road of practice.

Of course, it's not only the disciples who don't practice practice come here to choose, there are not only books for enlightenment in the Yunshu Building.What's more, there are many works of great Confucianism misplaced, or life insights, or practice essentials, these are rare opportunities for the disciples of the academy.

"Fu Ling, take your junior sister in and choose a book to assist in your practice."

Hearing this, Shui Miao's face, which was originally troubled by the ambiguous attitude of the senior sister, changed quietly, and was replaced by joy and surprise.

The husband mentioned books, but did not specify which one. In other words, she can choose a secret book she likes to help her practice.

The books in the Yunshu Building are Weiyan, Dayi and Dao, corresponding to the first to third realms of the academy.

Every disciple has to pay a sufficient price to obtain books from Yunshu Building.

"Yes."

Fuling nodded, turned around and took Shui Miaomiao's hand and walked towards Yunshulou.

"His?"

Shui Miao blushed slightly, but she still asked Fu Ling.

Outside the rhyme book building.

"Zian, you come with me."

With his hands behind his hands, Mr. Qi smiled slightly at Wei Zi'an.

"Yes."

Wei Zi'an nodded, he happened to have a lot of questions and wanted to ask the master, now is just the opportunity.

Mr. Qi stopped talking, and led Wei Zi'an towards the high place of the academy.

After a while, the two arrived at the top of the mountain of Bailudong Academy.

The mountain wind was strong, and Mr. Qi's eyebrows and hair fluttered when it was blowing.

"master."

Wei Zian waited and waited, but Mr. Qi just didn't speak.

"Shh."

Mr. Qi said softly, "What did you hear?"

"Ok?"

Wei Zi'an froze for a moment, and concentrated on feeling the movement around him, only the strong mountain wind was strong.

"I heard the wind."

Wei Zi'an said truthfully.

"Then what did you see?"

What did you see... Wei Zian raised his eyes and saw nothing but a bright full moon.

"I saw the moon."

Before waiting for Mr. Lai Qi's response, Wei Zi'an pondered for a while, and added: "I saw Liu Yun hurried."

"Ruzi can be taught."

Mr. Qi said slowly, "You have a lot of questions, don't you?"

"The disciple wants to ask the master to clarify the confusion."

Wei Zi'an bowed to the end, but felt an unwarranted force lifting him up, making it difficult to bend down.

"Before I explain to you, I need you to do one thing first."

"what's up?"

Wei Zian frowned slightly.

"The Wind and Cloud Meeting in the Southern Kingdom is about to begin. At that time, the Heavenly Talents of all ethnic groups will gather here."

Mr. Qi turned around and looked at him with soft eyes.

"You go there, no matter what ranking you get, after that, I will tell you the answer you want."

Wei Zi'an remained silent for a while, cupped his hands and said, "The disciple knows."

"Just why?"

He raised his head, a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes, and he looked at Mr. Qi with firm eyes without fear.

"Your realm is too low."

Mr. Qi took a deep look at him, "With your current state, it's like hitting a stone with an egg."

Seeing Wei Zian opened his mouth, Mr. Qi sighed,
"Maglev shakes the big tree, what do you think?"

Hearing this, Wei Zian couldn't help but think of a story he had read in his previous life.

"My disciples thought that the maglev shaking a big tree was admirable."

"respectable?"

Mr. Qi was startled for a moment, then burst out laughing.

"A lonely and courageous man, admirable and outrageous."

Mr. Qi turned his back and lightly patted Wei Zi'an on the shoulder, "Zian, you are a malleable talent, you cannot be humiliated and insignificant."

Wei Zian frowned slightly, and there was a loud noise in his heart, and then he returned to calm.

A light flashed in his mind, Wei Zi'an was thoughtful, but he didn't catch it.

"Okay, let's go find your senior sister."

After the words fell, Mr. Qi's figure disappeared in place.

"The wind starts at the end of the day and ends in the grass?"

Wei Zian chanted these words alone, then turned and left.

The rhyme library at this time.

"The dead are like gentlemen, never giving up day and night."

Fu Ling looked at the article floating in mid-air, her jade hands covered her vermilion lips lightly, her eyes were full of surprise.

She didn't expect Shui Miao to get this sensible approval.

"Sister."

Shui Miao smiled slightly, quite proudly.

"Is your aptitude good, Junior Sister Shui?"

Fu Ling clapped her hands and encouraged her: "Since you have been recognized, you must practice hard, and your water technique will definitely go further."

"I'm looking forward to your performance at the Wind and Cloud Meeting."

"Hey, it's not worth mentioning."

Shui Miao scratched her head with one hand, a little shy.

"It's still not as good as Senior Sister."

While speaking, she suddenly thought of something, raised her head and asked, "What does Senior Sister mean by Fengyunhui?"

In the previous Fengyunhui, the disciples of the academy were required to compete, and then the most powerful Tianjiao was selected to compete.

But according to what the senior sister said, could it be a default decision?

"This time the situation will be different from the past."