Pick up a god to cultivate immortality

Among them, those disciples who have advanced in cultivation and have passed the Tianzun realm can also choose to eat in the private room.

The private room is a private room with a large round table that can seat more than a dozen people at the same time. The layout of the private room is also very high-end and classy, ​​befitting the status of a senior monk.

There are a variety of dishes for each meal in the dining room. When there are many students, there can be hundreds of dishes.

There were about thirty outer disciples preparing meals, and they kept the dining room in order. The tables and chairs were wiped down every day and sparkled.

Outer disciples are ordinary people with useless spiritual roots and no spiritual roots.

They wanted to seek protection from the Fanyin Palace and learn some common martial arts, medical skills, etc., so they were accepted by the Fanyin Palace as outer disciples.

Some of the outer disciples live in Fanyin Palace permanently, and some do not.

The outer disciples who live in Fanyin Palace for a long time will do some chores, such as cleaning the dining room and the inner disciples' dormitories, assisting in taking care of the medicine garden to plant spiritual fruits, taking care of spiritual animals and spiritual treasures, etc.

The outer disciples must bow and greet the inner disciples when they see them, and they must kneel down and bow when they see the elders and masters.

Outer disciples who behave responsibly can receive a spiritual fruit or an elixir as a reward every year.

There were only a few people eating in the dining room at this time, and no one Luo Qingyan knew well. She silently put the rice in her mouth, but in her heart she was wondering where she could get the magic weapon.

The He Jiaojiao trio were delighted as soon as they entered the house. It’s really a narrow road for enemies!

He Jiaojiao is twelve years old this year, Chu Yi is seventeen years old, and Zhao Rou is eighteen years old. The three of them stood together. He Jiaojiao was a head shorter than them. Nowadays, Chu Yi and Zhao Rou are considered old girls in this stall, and have long passed the marriageable age.

It's okay to go back and get married and then come back to practice. However, they are too ambitious and dislike the princes and nobles for not having real abilities. Their family background and family background are not worthy of them, so they have been putting it off until now.

Luo Qingyan was thinking about something and didn't even notice them walking in.

"Hey, let's eat?" He Jiaojiao put a hand on Luo Qingyan's table and knocked on it. Chu Yi and Zhao Rou also followed and surrounded her.

Luo Qingyan cursed in her heart, she really didn't want to let her live in peace even if she had a meal. "Of course those who can come here are here to eat. Could it be that some of them are walking here to enjoy the flowers?"

He Jiaojiao sneered after hearing this, "Luo Qingyan, are you a little beggar worthy of eating here? Shouldn't you be huddled in a corner holding a bowl and eating with your hands?" After saying this, he laughed to himself. .

Chu Yi laughed twice, and when she saw that Luo Qingyan was not paying any attention to them, she directly slapped the food on the ground with one hand.

Luo Qingyan felt angry in her heart. She had been hungry all day and it was so difficult to even eat.

She suppressed her anger and looked at Chu Yi, "Chu Yi, have you forgotten the time when you were beaten? Should I help you recall your memories?"

Seeing her face full of anger, Chu Yi shrank. Thinking of the experience of being beaten last time, she felt a little scared. However, she practiced water-based skills and could restrain Luo Qingyan's fire-based skills, so she felt worried. I gained some confidence and straightened my back a little. "You still dare to mention what happened last time. I haven't settled the accounts with you yet! I hope you don't run into me in the competition field, otherwise we will settle old and new grudges together! I won't let you go! "

Luo Qingyan rolled her eyes and sneered. A thing that can't be held up by mud will only serve as He Jiaojiao's weakling.