The #1 Pretty Boy of the Immortal Path

"However, if you choose courses like this, you will have to put in more effort after all."

Mr. Meng got up from the stone bench and came to the pavilion.

The stone pavilion is built on the top of the mountain, and there is a cliff in front of it. The mist stretches in the abyss to form a boundless sea of ​​clouds. When the sun rises at the beginning of the morning, the light shines down, and infinite golden red blooms in the sea of ​​clouds.

Mr. Meng was wearing a blue dress with wide sleeves, fluttering slightly in the morning breeze. He looked up at the brilliant dawn and sighed softly.

"At the beginning of the school, there was no such rule as twenty courses, and the number of years students stayed in the school could be chosen by themselves. At that time, 360 five days a year, the students would sing with swords, or talk about the Tao when drunk. Have fun."

Lin Shu listened quietly.

"It's just that the world is in a precarious state right now, and there's no place for you to sing to wine and do nothing." Mr. Meng put his hands together and said slowly: "You come to Shangling Dreamland, I'm the person in the dream, but the whole Shangling Mausoleum Academy is nothing more than a big dream in troubled times. I only hope that you will work hard, and that in the future, you will be able to help the community, or take good care of yourself, and you will be satisfied."

Seeing that Lin Shu hadn't answered for a long time, Mr. Meng turned around and said with a gentle smile, "However, you are still young and have such a temperament, so you don't need to think about it."

Lin Shu wanted to speak, but didn't know what to say.

"Go away." Mr. Meng said, "I was the one who talked too much today."

The moment before leaving the illusion, Lin Shu saw Mr. Meng turned back to the edge of the cliff again, looking at the vast sea of ​​clouds.

He felt that Mr. Meng was becoming more and more like a living person instead of a system in a fantasy.

Mr. Meng calls himself "the man in the dream", which is really appropriate.

How can a system like him care for the students while worrying about the country and the people-this is something that Lin Shu can't do even if he is alone.

The troubled times, the great dream, and the country that Mr. Meng talked about, for a salted fish that often chooses to be autistic, it doesn't make any waves.

So Lin Shu is still living a very ordinary life.

After leaving the dreamland, he went to the elixir garden of Du Ruozhen in Hexu Tianhou Mountain.

Du Ruozhen was obsessed with tending fairy plants, after handing him a booklet recording the detailed care methods of the elixir in the garden, he continued to play with a small tree in front of her.

The commission in the Spiritual Medicine Garden is completed in the morning, which takes about an hour a day, but an additional visit is made every night to record the status of the plants. In this way, Lin Shu's schedule is roughly determined-getting up early every day, practicing vomiting Nafa and Body Exercise Jue, go to Liulitian to have breakfast, and then go to Xutian Houshan Spiritual Medicine Garden to serve the flowers and plants. After waiting for an hour, it is the time when the various palaces of Hexutian start classes. After a whole day of classes, go there again Spirit Medicine Garden, then go to Liulitian for dinner, after eating, go to Zangshuge to sort out books, return to Biyutian, review homework, breathe out, and sleep.

It's very busy, but once it gets busy, after all, the time to deal with people is greatly reduced. Compared with the school life in the previous life, it is really much more comfortable.

Classes will start two days later, Lin Shu has nothing to do, and spends the whole day relying on the classics he brought from Cangshu Pavilion.

At night, he discovers a terrible truth.

The lights in the entire bamboo garden were extinguished first when they became more like clouds, then later when they became more like cranes, and then Lin Shu blew out the candles by himself to prepare for sleep.

At this time, Ling Fengxiao's window was still lit, but it wasn't candlelight. The eldest lady naturally didn't use candles, but used night pearls. When it was time to sleep, she put the night pearls into the box, and it was regarded as turning off the lights.

And when he woke up at the end of Yin Shi the next day, according to his previous life, it was between four and five in the morning. Looking out of the window, Ling Fengxiao was already practicing swords outside.

Lin Shu was disturbed by this person, very similar to the period before the college entrance examination, when walking in the corridor of the classroom, he heard the students next to him gather together, saying "stay up until XX o'clock last night", "do more work last night A set of papers."

So the next night, he didn't go to bed at his usual time.

At Haishi, seeing that Ling Fengxiao's window was still lit, he began to meditate, breathing in and out, and only woke up after an hour of meditation.

Ling Fengxiao was still on.

He continued to meditate again.

Wake up again, it's still on.

Lin Shu: "..."

Who is this.

Lin Shu was sleepy.

He looked at Ling Fengxiao's window for the last time, and decided not to waste time with this person, and returned to the life of a salted fish.

Turn off the lights, change clothes, lie down, and wrap yourself in the quilt.

Lin Shu was so trapped that his consciousness was blurred, and he was about to be force majeure to close his eyes.

However, just before closing his eyes, Ling Fengxiao's window went dark.

Lin Shu: "?"

Such a coincidence?

Isn't this person wasting himself too?

If this is really the case... Lin Shu imagined the scene where Ling Fengxiao was also sleepy and unconscious, and was happy.

The day after waking up, it was time for the academy to officially start classes.

It was September, and Biyutian was still a sea of ​​bamboo forests, but Hexutian was already covered with maple leaves.

After Lin Shu took care of Du Ruozhen's elixir, he went to the palace where the course "Introduction to Alchemy" was held this morning.

There are thirty alchemy stoves in the hall, and there are already people in the front row of alchemy stoves. They gather in twos and threes, and they are all disciples of the art academy.

Lin Shu walked in and sat down in the corner seat. He looked expressionless, but in fact he was madly counting his jade souls in his heart.

The jade soul contains spiritual power, which can be used to ignite the pill fire of the alchemy furnace, or to draw patterns of formations, etc. He almost uses the jade soul in his courses in the art academy.

In this way, a problem arises. It takes one-fifth of the spiritual power of a jade soul to ignite the alchemy furnace, and one-half of the spiritual power for the lowest-level formation talisman. There is an alchemy class every two days. The alchemy furnace should be lit at least once in the second class, and the talisman class should be drawn every three days, and a lot of talisman should be drawn in each class.

Then, add some prerequisites for this elementary school difficult math problem.

Lin Shu earns eight jade souls every day, the price of Haohua Pill is [-], and the price of Shengmai Drink is [-]. The influence coefficients on the degree of blockage of Lin Shu's meridians are X and Y respectively.

Finally, ask questions.

How can Lin Shu eat as many Fortune Pills and Shengmai Drink as possible while meeting the needs of the alchemy and formation classes, and complete the foundation building?

In this way, it has changed from a primary school math problem to a high level math problem.

Lin Shu didn't have pen and paper to calculate this advanced math problem, but he knew that the answer to this problem was called no solution.

The sufferings of life always come one after another like this, and jade souls are never enough to spend.

This knowledge made Lin Shu see Ling Fengxiao come in, his first thought was: This person is serious about studying and practicing knives, he must be a god of learning, with advanced cultivation, strong martial arts, and killing monsters like cucumbers, he will definitely be able to If you complete many tasks, you will not only be rich at home, but you will also have countless jade souls in the school.

Rich woman, give me a hug.

Lin Shu spurned himself very much, and quickly extinguished this idea.Then, he thought of a question.

Why did Ling Fengxiao come to make alchemy?

No, this is not the most important question.

The most important thing is that there are no more seats left.

He watched Ling Fengxiao's gaze sweep around the hall, and finally came to the alchemy furnace next to him unwillingly, with a bad look.

I saw this man sitting cross-legged, the red clothes dragging the ground, and the flowing gold ornaments made a light collision sound, crisp and clear, and it was a beautiful scene that can only be seen in the sky.

Unfortunately, Lin Shu can't see anything now.

He finally knew where the evil spirit of Xiandaoyuan came from.

It is impossible to be immortal.

There are only two words in his mind now, Yu Po.

Maybe there are two other words, rich woman.