A true life

While the three were talking, many new disciples came to visit.We are all in the same year, and have more affection than the old disciples, and we have made friends with each other, so we don't need to help each other when we encounter problems in the future.It's a pity that two of the three people in this room are not good at talking, A Chen is not talkative, Chen Han is not good at talking, and they can't be counted on, so the burden of greeting people falls on Tian San.Tian San is quite stable in front of people, he advances and retreats politely, he can pick up the words no matter what he says, and he is very good at greeting with his classmates.After all, his uncle is the big shopkeeper of Tianbao Pavilion. Tian San has been running errands behind his uncle these years, and has a lot of experience.

After welcoming and sending off like this, the sky quickly darkened, and there were bursts of simple and deep bells ringing outside, it turned out that it was time for dinner.New disciples have rules even when they eat. Hundreds of people line up to eat in a dining hall of the boss.The old disciples have their own residences, and most of them don't eat in the dining hall, so there are still many empty tables.

The disciples of Jinxiu Village were led by a senior brother to sit in one place.The overall age of the people at this table is about the oldest. Farming and growing flowers is so boring, how can ordinary children like to do this.The table was full of adults, and it was really conspicuous that Ah Chen was mixed in.After an afternoon, everyone probably got to know each other. They were all talking and laughing. Only Achen sat there without looking sideways. It was interesting for the older disciples to see his serious appearance at a young age. Just deliberately teasing him to talk.

"Junior Brother Shen, why are you so white? But what kind of powder did you put on?" A female cultivator at the dinner table asked with a smile.

Ah Chen has never seen rouge gouache before, and he has never even heard of it. For a while, he doesn't quite understand what this "powder" is.He pondered for a moment, thinking a lot about the pollen powder in his mind, and then slowly replied: "I have never rubbed anything."

Of course the female cultivator knew it too, but she was just teasing him. Seeing his expression of serious thought, everyone couldn't help laughing.Someone else said that he was the best at refining beauty elixir, and if he used Junior Brother Shen as a living sign later on, he would definitely sell well.Ah Chen is quite slow in this regard, and he can't understand why these people keep talking about himself.How did he know that it was his unsmiling appearance that made people want to tease him more. Who would want to talk to a glib, noisy and hyperactive child?

Dinner is all common food, nothing special, those new disciples are not eligible to enjoy the delicacies cooked with spiritual vegetables from the spirit valley.Even the old disciples are not available to everyone, they must be exchanged with contributions from the sect.Of course, those who are rich and powerful in the family are another matter.

Going back after dinner was noisy again, the new disciples were mostly young people, lively and active by nature, until the lights were turned off, there were many people joking and joking everywhere.On the first day, everyone was fresh, and I guess I won't have time to make such a fuss when I get busy in the future.Achen naturally likes to be quiet, no matter how noisy the surroundings are, he rarely speaks. He studies the formulas by himself, or sits cross-legged to practice inner breath.Tian San knew Ah Chen's temperament, and he always spoke slowly with Chen Han. After a while, even Chen Han was infected, and he didn't dare to speak loudly.

On the first night at Flying Star School, Ah Chen had a restless sleep.He was in bed, and the breath of other people around him made him feel uncomfortable, and he would wake up when he heard the slightest noise.Barely holding on until the window was bright, he got up and dressed very lightly, and then left the room quietly.

At this time, the morning light was twilight, and the Taibaijin star in the eastern sky had not yet set. Ah Chen found a secluded corner under the shade of the yard, and took out the flying sword "Lu Yi" gifted by Tian Sanxiang, wanting to practice the skill of controlling the sword .After all, he is still a half-year-old boy, and naturally he can't hold back when he gets new things. Ah Chen wanted to try it yesterday, but there are so many people in the daytime, it would be really ugly if the practice is wrong. People are not right.

After secretly refining for a long time at night, Ah Chen has already carved his own spiritual brand in the flying sword, and it is much easier to control.But his ability in this aspect is not very good, just a few sword repairs can erase the brand.There is no way, let's wait until the realm improves in the future to improve.At this moment, Ah Chen poured some spiritual power into the flying sword, trying to connect with the divine consciousness imprinted in it.After several efforts, about a quarter of an hour later, the flying sword finally left the palm of his hand and dangled in mid-air.

Although the flying sword was very unsteady, like a fallen leaf trembling in the autumn wind, Ah Chen was already very happy.Unexpectedly, his spirit was a little relaxed, and the flying sword fell to the ground all of a sudden, making a crisp impact sound, which was particularly obvious in this quiet morning.Ah Chen pursed his lips, and raised his hand to try to pick up the flying sword from the air. The flying sword, which was as thin as a green leaf, seemed to weigh a thousand catties. He had tried so hard to mobilize his spiritual energy, but the flying sword moved faster than a turtle. Slow, and it will fall down if you relax a little, which is really annoying.After spending a long time, with sweat dripping from his forehead, the flying sword finally returned to Ah Chen's hands.It's just that his spiritual power was exhausted at this moment, and he couldn't practice anymore, so he had to sit on the stone bench in the courtyard to adjust his breath and luck, and slowly recover his spiritual power.

Sure enough, it's not difficult to know what happened.It seems that people use the flying sword like playing, so relaxed and freehand, the flying sword is more obedient than pets, and when I come to myself, just moving through the air will exhaust my spiritual power, let alone flying with the flying sword.But it's okay, just practice more.Ah Chen took out his handkerchief and wiped the sweat from his forehead, looking at the sky with firm and calm eyes.

There were a few cock crows in the distance, Ah Chen stood up and was about to go back, but heard a burst of small footsteps, and a figure quickly appeared at the end of the corridor. "What are you hiding here for?" It was Tian San who came.He casually put on a coat and looked at Ah Chen with a smile.Seeing the flying sword in Ah Chen's hand, Tian San knew that Ah Chen was here to practice swords, so he asked, "How about it? Can it go smoothly?"

Feijian didn't practice well, and Ah Chen didn't have much energy, so he said sullenly: "I'm not good at swordsmanship, it's very bad, and I can barely make it hang in the air when my spiritual power is exhausted."

"It's the first time, just practice more." Brother Tian San generally comforted Ah Chen, and then said to him, "It's almost dawn, go back and wash up first, it's time for dinner in a while, wait for today I'll practice with you when I'm free."

Ah Chen nodded, and the two quietly went back.After they cleaned up, Chen Han woke up leisurely.This young man was not in the mood, he fell asleep as soon as he hit the pillow at night, and slept until dawn, not knowing that the two roommates had gone outside for a while, thinking that the two of them had just woken up like him.