Refinement, masculinity

The head teacher of the third class, surnamed Wang, is a man with a gentle appearance and a gentle personality. He distributed the small wooden sword to everyone: "In the future, you will find your own magic weapon, not necessarily a sword, but most of the current sects use Sword cultivation is the main thing, so the courses taught by the academy are also about this aspect. Okay, now let me tell you what your original intention of cultivation is, what did you think when you heard that you can cultivate truth, don’t be nervous, just say what you think What."

Everyone was quiet for a moment, and said seriously: "Pursue longevity."

Teacher Wang smiled: "Okay, let's chat for a while, I'll go and ask if there are any other arrangements, if not, you can go back to the dormitory, and the class will officially start tomorrow."

Everyone nodded and watched him step out of the classroom. His figure gradually disappeared behind the rockery. The room was silent for a few seconds. Suddenly someone asked: "Seriously, what were you thinking at the beginning?"

The person next to him pushed his glasses: "I don't want to take the exam."

A girl's eyes lit up: "I really want to live forever, I don't want to grow old, how ugly, I will work hard to cultivate truth, keep young and beautiful, wait for decades to get angry with that white lotus, hum, dare to steal me Boyfriend, I want me to piss her off with my pretty face!"

"...I wish you success." The person who asked before nodded silently, looked at the boy on the other side, the latter's eyes were also shining, and he stretched out his fist: "Become stronger, climb to the highest point in the world, collect countless harem and little brother."

"... I wish you success too." The man patted his shoulder and asked others.

Duan Cheng took his daughter-in-law's hand and played with it slowly, watching with a smile, without saying a word.

Meng Ling glanced at him: "What?"

Duan Cheng didn't answer, stretched out a finger, and hooked it back slightly. Meng Ling looked sideways and found that it was the direction where Teacher Wang was leaving. He was about to speak, but found that Duan Cheng was holding his hand suddenly. With some effort, she couldn't help but look at him again.

Duan Cheng smiled and pointed at the young man who was still wandering in the classroom chatting and asking other people's thoughts: "I heard that he comes from a family and is the student with the best qualifications in this class. Do you think he will be elected as the class monitor?"

Meng Ling was taken aback, and instantly understood that Teacher Wang obviously didn't take what they just said seriously, so he had already greeted the people in the class and asked the students to ask questions on their behalf. In fact, he also knew that they had lived outside for more than ten years. , and it happens to be the most beautiful period of this kind of rebellious middle school, how much attachment can they have to longevity?Therefore, they must have their own ideas. Teacher Wang just wanted to clarify this point, so that they would know what to do so that they would not go astray in the future.

This is the same as when Duan Cheng asked him.

He glanced at Duan Cheng, and guessed based on this person's various performances just now, that Mr. Wang was probably watching from the side with the invisibility formula at the moment, so he didn't speak again.

Teacher Wang's cultivation level is higher than Duan Cheng's. Duan Cheng is not sure if he is there, but he has such an intuition, so he chooses to act cautiously so as not to be exposed. When he sees his wife understands what he means, he is immediately happy. Or... is this the legendary tacit understanding?His eyes were bright, and he silently rubbed against his wife.

"..." Meng Ling pushed him away expressionlessly, and continued to look at the crowd over there. Except for the children of the aristocratic family, the rest of the students had never been in contact with cultivation. He was also curious about what these people really thought, and at the same time was a little surprised , I really don't know what the people in the academy said at the beginning, but they weren't blasted out as liars.

Everyone was just chatting at first, and then they were quickly aroused, and they all stared at the person being asked, and the classroom was a little quiet for a while.

The answers in the class were varied. Some said that they honored their ancestors, while others said that they simply liked them. The other children from aristocratic families had been exposed to cultivation for a long time, so their moods were naturally different. They looked more stable than ordinary people, and answered honestly: "It's been like this since I was a child. , In the past, we listened to what the elders taught us, but gradually got used to it, and began to practice continuously and pursue the Dao.”

Everyone nodded and looked at the next student.

"My mother asked me to come. She talked with me all night. I think it makes sense," the student murmured. "If I don't come, I will face the high school entrance examination. I will definitely fail the exam with my grades. By then It’s tens of thousands to get into a good school or take a loan to study through a relationship. When I go to high school, the academic pressure will be even greater. There will be a lot of cram schools and the college entrance examination. One yuan, and you have to take CET-[-] and CET-[-] and various certificates to go to university, it’s exhausting.”

"When I graduate, I will face employment pressure. The civil service exam is extremely difficult. I will definitely not pass the exam. I can only find an ordinary job. It costs 2000 yuan a month. Now the price is too expensive, and I have to pay rent. There is definitely not much left. The most important thing is to save money to buy a house. Housing prices are soaring these days. I can’t even sell a kidney to buy a house, but if I can’t afford it, I can’t get my wife. If I can’t get my wife, I have to be single. Even if I’m lucky I have to raise cubs, how expensive it is to raise a cub, let’s not count the money for going to school in the future, the money for milk powder alone can’t afford it, and the current society is too dark, there are fake goods everywhere, and occasionally How bad it is to eat a mouthful of waste oil, all in all, I can only suffer and suffer for the rest of my life."

"But if I cultivate the truth, it will be easier. I can live forever, without eating or drinking. I have learned a skill for nothing, and I don't need to spend money to fly around the world. If I fail to learn it, my mother said that I should be used for it. I saved all my school money. If I fail, I will have the money to start a business when I go home. The worst thing is to go to the countryside to build a house, marry a random wife, raise a few pigs, and live as usual.” He looked up, “You think so? ?”

Everyone: "..."

Everyone silently looked at the next person, and soon it was Meng Ling's turn.

Meng Ling replied indifferently: "Become stronger." Since talking with Duan Cheng, he has thought a lot, but the original idea has not changed. He added, "As for becoming stronger...you can do whatever you want."

His answer was very ordinary, and everyone said nothing, looking at Duan Cheng.

Duan Cheng really wanted to say that he came to the academy just to accompany his wife, but then he thought that his daughter-in-law was thinking of buying a bomb, so it was better not to mess with him, and obediently replied: "Same as him."

Teacher Wang came back after everyone finished answering, and said with a smile: "There is no arrangement, let's disband. There are teachers in charge of your life in the dormitory area. If you need anything, you can contact them. See you tomorrow."

Everyone left one after another. The college is divided into a front square and a back square. The front is where they gathered when they first arrived. Stepping through the gate is the middle courtyard. The middle courtyard is connected to the main hall, and behind it are several scattered courtyards, which serve as classrooms for students. And the teacher's office, passing through the small courtyard and continuing forward is the back square, where the training and competition venues are all located. Near the back square is the cafeteria, and then there is a door leading to the dormitory area, similar to the inner and outer courtyards of ancient deep houses the junction.

When they went out, the banner that was originally in the middle courtyard had been moved to the back square, hanging high in the air, shining golden, and it was estimated that it would not be put down until the day of graduation.

It was almost noon, and everyone didn't go back to the dormitory, but went to the cafeteria to eat first. Although Duan Cheng didn't need to eat, but he wanted to accompany his wife, he obediently followed him, had lunch together, and dragged him away.

Entering through the door leading to the dormitory area, there is a beautiful garden first, and then there are small courtyards. Meng Ling has been here just now, and knows the approximate location, so he walked slowly, passing a small courtyard in the middle, and saw the inside There were a lot of people there, so I couldn't help but looked at it curiously.

Duan Cheng glanced at it, and pulled his wife: "It's nothing, it's just a stone, luckily no one was hit, alas, the safety issue here is really worrying."

Previously, the staff member had to be busy arranging the yard for Duan Cheng, plus his own work, so he didn't find time until now to get the contact person to remove the stone. Unexpectedly, when he heard this sentence just as he stepped out of the small courtyard, he was instantly confused , glanced lightly at Duan Cheng, and left silently.

Meng Ling was startled, and looked at Duan Cheng with probing eyes.

Duan Cheng blinked, and looked at him purely, with an innocent face.

"...Let's go." Meng Ling knew that he couldn't ask anything, so he went back. Their yard was far away from those people's. There was a flower stand in the yard, which was filled with unknown flowers. With a simple shed, ivy zigzags and spreads up, and hangs down one after another, with a slight blow, rustling.

He sat down on the stone bench under the shed, looked at the wooden sword in his hand: "Can you fly with this?"

"No, this is not a magic weapon." Duan Cheng unfastened his wristband and waved it casually, and an extremely sharp and cold sword appeared in front of him instantly, "This one can fly."

Meng Ling took it over, feeling a slight chill in his hands: "What's its name?"

"Congealing water, a magic weapon of the water system."

Meng Ling suddenly remembered the words of those young people. Although he knew that Duan Cheng had dual spiritual roots of water and fire, he only realized today that this is not good. He was surprised: "Why do you cultivate both water and fire? They said that if you only cultivate one of the spiritual roots, your speed will be faster."

"People in my family robbed me very much," Duan Cheng rubbed his nose, "Both of my spiritual roots are of the excellent kind, and people with water spiritual roots and fire spiritual roots want to teach me, so I'll learn them all. But there are benefits."

Meng Ling became interested: "Huh?"

"For example, this water." Duan Cheng rubbed his wooden sword on the ground, waved his finger and produced a stream of water, cleaning the soil on it in an instant, shaking his treasure, "Look, I can still wash clothes. .”

Meng Ling: "..."

"The fire can't be demonstrated, maybe there will be a chance in the future," Duan Cheng said, "For example, if you want to bake something to eat, I will help you when the time comes."

Meng Ling: "..."

"Oh, by the way, water and fire work together, we can take a hot bath."

"..." Meng Ling said, "That's enough, shut up."

He couldn't help but touch his forehead. He thought this person was going to perform a big move of the water and fire attribute, but he found that he was so naive.

Duan Cheng obediently put away his sword, and walked over silently: "Daughter-in-law, are you taking a nap? You were sitting here when you came back just now, and you haven't even visited the house yet."

Meng Ling didn't answer, she didn't need to look to know that there was only one bed inside, anyway, they slept together from school to Duan's house, there was no difference, what's the use of looking?

"Are you going to sit all afternoon?" Duan Cheng persisted, "Go take a nap?"

Meng Ling didn't care. He got up and went into the house. The house was divided into inside and outside rooms, and the layout was quite elegant. He walked in slowly and stopped instantly. The decoration here is exquisite, and there is a carpet in front of the bed, which looks very soft, but this is not the case. The point, the point is the bed.

The red bed curtain hangs down slightly, covering the big bed of the same color, which makes people dizzy. It is embroidered with lifelike mandarin ducks playing in the water, and there is a big happy character in the center.

Meng Ling: "..."

Meng Ling stared at the bed and was silent for five seconds, then slowly turned her head, looked at someone who was bubbling with happiness, and said every word: "...It's changed."

Duan Cheng looked at his daughter-in-law's face, thought for a while, and nodded immediately, with a very good attitude: "I'll let them change it in a while, alas, I clearly emphasized not to be so high-profile, they insist on doing it, really."

Meng Ling: "..."

Duan Cheng rubbed over: "Go to sleep."

Meng Ling got up too early today, and was indeed sleepy. He looked at him, then at the bed, fell silent for a moment, and went to sleep.

Duan Cheng was immediately happy, crawled over to hug his wife, and instantly felt that his life was close to perfection.

There was not much to do on the first day. Everyone walked around the garden to familiarize themselves with the environment, and then went back to the house with excitement and apprehension to sleep. The next day, they got up early and the class officially started.

The courses of the academy are actually very simple. The most important thing is to meditate, to practice the basics, then to learn about various herbs, including their appearance and medicinal properties, and then to practice swords. Since the swordsmanship of each sect is different, what the academy teaches Just the basics.

For some children of aristocratic families, these things are already well-versed, and the daily meditation is fine, but the latter two are superfluous. The college did not want them to waste time, so they gathered people with cultivation bases from the three classes together, according to the spirit. Based on classification, arrange teachers to teach spells. Although the people in class 23 are often stimulated by class [-], they all benefit a lot.

Two weeks later, those in class 1 who had no cultivation level could already feel a little "Qi", while class 3 made no progress, except for one person.

Meng Ling closed his eyes, let the qi in his body circle around, and gathered in his dantian. He repeated this for 15 minutes. He opened it slowly, and then noticed the sight from the side, and turned his head: "What?"

Duan Cheng stroked his chin, stared at him for a while, and took his hand to explore.

Meng Ling watched quietly without opening his mouth.

"It's true that you have such a weak spiritual root," Duan Cheng murmured, a little in disbelief, "but why can you see a little bit of cultivation from you? This is simply impossible," he said slightly After a pause, "Could it be the reason why you hug and sleep with me every day? Is this also part of dual cultivation?"

"..." Meng Ling didn't bother to talk to him, she looked down at the medicine book and passed the day calmly.

He simply washed up, then slowly returned to the dormitory, saw the big wedding bed again, and was silent for a moment: "... When will you get someone to change it?"

"I've been asking them to change it. Haven't you asked them a few times?" Duan Cheng said innocently, "But the property management here is really unprofessional. What do you think we can do? Sleep on the floor?"

Meng Ling: "..."