After rebirth, I and the ghosts and gods hand-slashed the white moonlight

She vaguely remembered that this disciple was the one who had taken away the gold foil, named Wushuang.

Lu Xueyuan was looking at him at this moment. Seeing his coy attitude, he was as cautious as he was before in Tingfeng Pavilion.

Could it be that... he knew he couldn't form a pill? Or... some other reason.

Lu Xueyuan knew very little about this disciple named Wushuang. Except that he also grew up in Qingya Mountain, she didn't know anything else. But she still remembered that day when the disciple knelt on the ground and begged her to take the initiative.

The look of admitting his mistake was vivid in his mind, and Lu Xueyuan felt a sting in his heart.

"Quiet!" the old gentleman continued, and the whispers below stopped.

"Mr. Han, can I...ask you a question..." The speaker was the Wushuang disciple who just lowered his head.

After the white-haired old Mr. Han nodded in approval, Wushuang hesitated and said, "Is it... that a disciple with low spiritual power will... be unable to form elixirs for the rest of his life?"

He has short hair that reaches his ears, and his bangs cover his eyes, leaving only half of his face. He speaks in a submissive and unconfident manner. It seems that even he thinks that he will not be able to form an elixir in his life.

Same.

"Well... Well, this depends on one's own innate conditions, nurture, and continuous efforts in cultivation. This person can always achieve the desired results." The old gentleman seemed to see through his embarrassment and did not take it seriously.

What I said was absolute, but I left a gap for this young junior to make some progress.

Lu Xueyuan also thinks that Mr. Han is very good. He is a role model for others. While teaching and educating people, he also knows how to teach and guide.

After Mr. Han finished speaking, he was suddenly called away by someone outside the door. He left in a hurry without saying anything more.

But who would have thought that as soon as he said these words, the few disciples who had just been discussing couldn't help laughing.

After Mr. Han left, they laughed and said: "Hahaha, a kid who burns fire also wants to become an immortal. Stop dreaming!"

Another continued: "That's right! Don't even look at yourself. There are so many immortal disciples here. How could you, Xiao Yazi, have anything to do with you? If you still want to form a pill, I think it will take until the rest of your life!"

"Hahahahaha!" After they finished speaking, they laughed in unison, ignoring Wushuang's already red face in front of them, and laughed loudly as if no one else was around, attracting the attention of all the disciples around. Many people saluted and looked at Wushuang.

Peeping.

"Hey, is he the son of a fireman whose father died early?"

"Yes, it's him. He's so young, hey..."

"Not only that, he is also a little kid. He is responsible for the daily cleaning of Qingya Mountain every day. I heard that Master saw him as pitiful, so he allowed him to practice with us."

"Pfft! It can't be the one who brought back ten-year-old Zhu Guo from the last trial conference!"

"This is the man, I heard..." Among the disciples who were whispering, one of them was holding a folding fan in his hand, pointing at the man in front of him and whispering something, but was interrupted by a sharp shout.

"Shut up!" As soon as Lu Xueyuan said these words, even he was shocked.

Suddenly, the class fell silent, and everyone turned to look at her.

Lu Xueyuan glanced at him coldly and said calmly: "We are all disciples of the sect. We should help each other and be considerate of each other. What's the point of knowing others' shortcomings but mocking them at will? So what if we can't form elixirs? The world is big and not only limited to cultivation.

Dan can take this path, let alone judge a hero based on his family background!"

She panicked and talked, surprising everyone. Compared to before, she didn't get along well with anyone. Who knew she would speak for this kid alone today.

Just when everyone was feeling sad, a disciple sitting at the front turned his head and said to Lu Xueyuan: "Senior Sister Lu, you are saying that because you were both picked up by Master. Is that right? Or are you just like him, worried about yourself and not being able to take the pill? Hahahahahaha."

As soon as he said this, several of the disciples behind him started laughing. Lu Xueyuan was so angry that his blood pressure suddenly rose. He pressed the Gushen Sword on the table tightly and wanted to rush over and fight with them.

This leading disciple is one of the richest men in Jiuyu City. He has taken this path of cultivating immortals for some reason. He relies on his good family background and good foundation to form cliques and never pays attention to others. inside.

This is especially true for people who are inferior to you.

Lu Xueyuan had long been dissatisfied with their behavior, and now he was looking for an opportunity to teach them a lesson, but was stopped by Lou Yi.

He glanced at Lu Xueyuan, the corners of his lips raised slightly, his eyes full of sneer, he shook his head at her, and then said: "I'll do it."

He coughed lightly at first, raised his feet, and made a creaking sound on the chair. When a few people in front saw him, he immediately stopped laughing, only glanced, quickly turned his head away, and closed his mouth.

But the man at the front still looked carefree. He didn't care when he saw Lou Yi and said, "Why are you afraid of him?!"

"You don't know he is..." Someone from behind tugged on his clothes.

"You know, you know, isn't he just a prince? What's so great about it?!" He squinted his eyes and hummed disdainfully.

Lou Yi was not in a hurry to defend himself. He sneered and said, "Prince? You don't dare. I am here, and I am a disciple of Qingya Mountain with everyone. I never knew that I was still a prince." He spoke leisurely, and there were many female disciples beside him. They all looked at him with shame, but he didn't know it yet.

"It's just," he continued: "Although I am here, my heart is in the Nine Realms, and some news will always reach my ears. Since this brother cares so much about his disciple's family background, he must be a wealthy family I wonder if I know who your father is?"

Lou Yi spoke slowly, with a warm look on his face, but Lu Xueyuan seemed to see the shadow of someone in his body at this moment, like the calm before the storm, the eve of the dark and windy night.

"Hahaha, what's so rare about this, I can tell you! My father is the famous richest man in Jiuzhou City. Even the current city lord has to respect him. All the food and supplies are carefully selected by my father. The palace’s melon and fruit diet, this kind of treatment is not something ordinary people can compare with!”

Ha! All the business has been done in the palace! He is really rich and powerful, no wonder he is so fat and fat. Lu Xueyuan couldn't help but mutter in his heart.

Lou Yi didn't say anything, but the smile in his eyes gradually cooled, "Oh? Really? So, last time there was a banquet in the palace, it was reported that the ingredients were damaged and the official kiln was lacking. It seems that it was your father's. Responsibility?"

He was unhurried, but his words were clear. He was smiling, but he could make people feel cold.

In this way, Lu Xueyuan knew very well that this was clearly Guishen Mingyi's specialty.

"You...don't talk nonsense. My father always worships according to quality and quantity. How can you say anything? I can't tell... I can't tell..." He faltered and refused to continue, but was beaten by Lou Yi.

break.

"What can't be said for sure? Are the utensils and materials lost by the people around the city lord? Or is it their own fault that on this cold winter day, the cabbage that could have been stored for two days rotted and discolored in less than one day?

?”

"Tell me, what exactly is it that you're not sure about?"

Lou Yi played with the white jade cup in his hand. The cup was originally specially used for him to drink water. Now it turned into some kind of beaded jade brand in his hand. Especially those slender hands, he was immediately attracted by it.

Lu Xueyuan's attention.

At this time, the man who had just faltered could no longer speak. Although he didn't know the ins and outs of this matter, he clearly knew that this was Lou Yi's excuse to deliberately suppress him. Although he usually spoke freely,

, but he still knew the weight of this matter. If the fate became his father's fault, then their family would have to walk around without food. Therefore, at this moment, he could only lower his head silently, clenched his teeth, and silently

Be silent.

"I...I don't know!" He blurted out this sentence, as if he wanted to stop the fight.

"In this case, don't judge people by their family background. After all, the glory at the moment is limitless, and it may turn into a bloody storm in the blink of an eye. Since your father is working for the official family, you should be diligent, careful, and strict."

After Lou Yi finished speaking, he suddenly stopped the cup in his hand and tipped it upside down on the table. His remarks may not be big or small, but they are not small either. If you want to talk about the source of one thing, just one or two sentences.

How can we speak clearly, otherwise there would be so many unjust, false and wrong cases since ancient times. Sometimes, just the Lord's temporary likes and dislikes can determine the life or death of a person or even a whole family, completely regardless of what happened. This is also Lou's intention.

The most annoying.

But now he is able to use the tricks he once despised most to deal with others with ease. This is due to his own background as a royal nobleman.

And since returning to Tingfeng Pavilion yesterday, Murong Yao has been chattering around him, talking about a lot of big and small things in the palace, complaining to him at the same time, how boring and uncomfortable these days of his absence have been.

And this moment happened to be an important subject for him to take advantage of.

Lu Xueyuan turned his head and looked at Lou Yi in front of him, feeling awe-inspiring, as if he had suddenly transformed from a young man with picturesque features into a overlord who had experienced many things and had ups and downs in the officialdom. He couldn't help but sigh from the bottom of his heart at his handsome appearance.

At this moment, Mr. Han, who had just left, suddenly came in from outside. He coughed twice and cleared his throat and said: "Everyone, I have something to tell you. The science class originally scheduled for the afternoon has been temporarily changed to a parade in Wanhua Valley.

, the disciples of the Qingya Club will lead everyone there, please be prepared."

Before everyone could react, he continued: "Okay, let's end this lesson first. If you have any questions, please ask them privately. Everyone else can leave on their own."

Then the disciples all breathed a sigh of relief and walked together in small groups, discussing the unexpected parade in the afternoon. No one took what happened just now to heart.

Lu Xueyuan and Lou Yi looked at each other, and then said playfully: "Let's go."

Just as they turned around to leave, they were stopped by someone.