I am a support player in the cultivation world

Lu Qingfeng said helplessly:

"Teacher Fang, since this fellow Daoist Ning can appear here, she must have been approved by Director Xiao. What can I do to her?

Not to mention, she's your friend."

"As long as you know!"

Fang Meng folded her arms and turned her head away, looking like she didn't want to see them.

A trace of hurt flashed across Lu Qingfeng's eyes, and then he smiled and said to Lin Fuping:

"Fellow Daoist Ning is a distinguished guest of the academy. Please don't be polite during your stay at the academy. If you need anything, you can come to the academic committee to find me. My name is Lu Qingfeng."

But this smile seems a little far-fetched.

Lin Fuping cupped his hands in a slight gesture of greeting.

"Ning Miaomiao."

Lu Qingfeng nodded. Seeing that Fang Meng really didn't pay any attention to him, he could only leave with the two people behind him.

Lin Fuping saw them walk out of the fourth floor door and looked at Fang Meng who was still turning his head away.

“The person has gone far away.”

This time, Fang Meng turned around and glanced towards the door first. After making sure that they were no longer there, he relaxed, leaning his upper body weakly on the table, muttering to himself.

"Really? How come I ran into him right after I came out?"

"Do you have a grudge against him?"

Fang Meng nodded and shook her head.

Lin Fuping had just asked casually, without much inquiring intention, but Fang Meng's attitude of first admitting and then denying really aroused her curiosity.

Thinking of Lu Qingfeng's attitude and expression just now, Lin Fuping had a vague guess in his mind.

Could it be...

Is this "hatred" the hatred of love, hate and passion?

"The man on that day was Lu Qingfeng, the chairman of the student committee. He and I were good friends before, but later we found that we had different ideas, so we lost contact. Except for work."

During the communication between these two people and Lin Fuping, Fang Meng had become accustomed to her asking a question and he would reply with other related information.

"Oh, good friends!"

Lin Fuping's "oh" was meaningful, but Fang Meng didn't understand it and still looked innocent and confused.

Lin Fuping looked at her face and felt rarely ashamed of his thoughts.

At the same time, she was also sighing.

Who is raising this little cabbage? It’s already in the fusion stage, but it’s still so naive. What if it’s taken away or cheated away?

Lin Fuping could see that Gui Yao was much stronger than Kun Ling in terms of cultivator level.

But perhaps because of this, there are too many monks here, so some monks do not pay much attention to their own strength, and instead rely too much on external things.

For example, the Lu Tianfang and others who were surrounded and killed by the brothers Fang Qicheng and Fang Jiu relied on their own amulets and protective armor.

Of course, there are also people who focus on improving themselves, such as Fang Qicheng and others.

Fang Meng...

Lin Fuping had never seen her take action, but she was probably not the type of person who relied on external objects. After all, her physique was still very strong.

I just don't know how she managed to get through the mental tribulation of the fusion period since she has never traveled outside and has not experienced the dark side of human nature.

Could it be that the heart of a child is so powerful that it can ignore the calamity of the heart?

"That was in the past. We severed ties a long time ago."

Fang Meng corrected Lin Fuping's statement.

Lin Fuping smiled, feeling that Fang Meng was really a kid. Breaking off relations was really like something he had done with other kids in his previous life.

But she was only five, six, seven or eight years old at that time.

"If we are good friends, why do we need to break up?"

Fang Meng frowned and didn't want to say anything.

But when she thought about what happened to her apprentice, Fellow Daoist Ning had already known about it, but she didn't say anything to Xiao Qi.

Thinking in this way, Fellow Daoist Ning should be on his side.

"He, he was against me accepting Xiao Qi as his apprentice... He was the one who made Xiao Qi's background known to everyone. So I don't want to care about him."

Lin Fuping understood.

This is really a difference of ideas.

Fang Qicheng was born a slave of the Lu family with a slave mark on his body, so it was normal for him to be feared by the Red Star Academy, which was in opposition to him.

On the contrary, it was Fang Meng and her brother who were the odd ones out by accepting him as their disciple.

But these things had nothing to do with Lin Fuping. After all, she was not really a member of the Red Star Academy, so she could remain calm towards Fang Qichen.

And it is this calmness that makes Fang Meng feel that her ideas are consistent with his own.

"The ancients have said that there is no discrimination in education. Let alone that Xiao Qi did not become a slave willingly, even if he did, he was still young at the time and knew nothing. Do we have to ignore and abandon him just because he has slave marks on his body?

So what is the difference between us and those noble families who control the fate of mortals?"

Fang Meng had a lot to say about Fang Qicheng.

"Fellow Daoist Ning, you don't know. When I first saw that child, he was covered in blood. His feet, legs, and elbows were all torn and bloody.

He tried his best to escape from the Lu family's pursuit and escape from the fate that was doomed to fail.

How could I pretend I didn’t see anything?”

How could she not help a child who was only ten years old and had lost his parents and relatives and had such great perseverance and wanted to break free from his restraints?

Lin Fuping is silent

She had only been in Guiyao for a short time, and what she saw and heard was only vague. Moreover, because of her own cultivation, those dark things rarely appeared in front of her.

Therefore, she could not empathize with Fang Qicheng's situation and could not resonate with Fang Meng.

"You're right! There is no discrimination in education."

Lin Fuping could only respond superficially.

Fang Meng seemed to realize something and calmed down.

"Forget it, let's eat first! Why hasn't Mr. Zhao finished yet? I'll go check it out."

Fang Meng left, Lin Fuping thought to himself.

Is a pure heart so sensitive to changes in people's emotions?

...

After dinner, Fang Meng took Lin Fuping to the Mortal School. This was a request made by Lin Fuping.

It is worth mentioning that the volcanic snow is not tomatoes sprinkled with sugar, but a spiritual fruit with fire attributes and a spiritual plant with ice attributes. After being processed by the chef, the two conflicting attributes become peaceful in the jade plate.

As for the effect on Lin Fuping and the others...

The mouthfeel is good and the taste is good too.

The scope of the mortal school is very small compared to the monks' territory.

It is also far away from the monks' teaching building, which is for their safety.

After all, the mortal body is too fragile for a cultivator.

Lin Fuping and Fang Meng strolled in the Mortal Academy. Seventy percent of the students here were orphans brought back from outside by the teachers, and the other thirty percent were the younger generations of the academy teachers.

Students here can enter the monastic academy to study after their spiritual roots are detected. If they do not have spiritual roots, they can also study mechanics, medicine, mathematics, and history here.