He Jingjing was about to scold him not to interrupt his thoughts, but when he spoke, he held back and used a brush to calculate his doubts on the paper.

"Hiss..." He Jingjing took a deep breath, and an unbelievable look appeared on her face like white jade: "Why can you calculate it by opening your mouth?"

"I used to sell fish, big fish and small fish, so I'm more sensitive to numbers." Ye Qing made a random reason to hide the fact that he won the primary school mathematics championship.

"Hmph!" He Jingjing rolled her eyes beautifully, thinking in her mind that it was probably because this kid happened to be confused.

A master of selling fish can be a master of calculation. Why hasn’t that girl practiced elixirs for so many years yet become famous?

Can you be more genius than this girl?

I'm not afraid of the wind blowing my teeth.

snort!

Time passed by little by little, and the work at hand was completed in the middle of the night. He handed the neatly handed manuscript to He Jingjing and asked her to review it.

"So quickly?" He Jingjing was a little surprised. The fragments handed over to him were obtained from a disappeared ruins of tribes in the vast wild mountains. There were tens of thousands of words written on it, and she didn't recognize many rare words. How could this little guy who had only been studying in a private school for half a year copy so smoothly?

After taking the rice paper made of secret methods, He Jingjing didn't know it. She was shocked when she saw it. She even wrote good words.

At first glance, the small characters on rice paper have vigorous brushwork, neat handwriting, and few changes, as if they were done in one go. When you look closely, the spacing between each character is extremely standard, the frame of the characters is straight and peaceful, and the rules are very strict.

The characters He Jingjing are written in a normal way, but their appreciation level is extremely high. These characters are neat and vigorous and can be made into engraving templates, and they cannot be written without years of hard practice.

"I have loved reading and writing since I was a child, but my family was poor and my father was ill in bed. I had to practice writing on the sea sand every day, and practice writing on the wooden board with fingers dipped in water."

Theoretically, any scholar who is willing to work hard can write a wonderful word.

Of course, theoretically, it is different from whether it can be achieved or not. Ye Qing is a bitter boy forced by elementary school, middle school, high school teacher, and countless homework. A homework book worth 50,000 words can be written, and Ye Qing has written Chengshan's homework book.

This is definitely an astronomical figure that can be exchanged for a piece of rice paper here for breakfast, and it is hard for people to see in their entire lives.

Not to mention in college, in order to take the civil service exam, Ye Qing also practiced pen calligraphy.

Looking at Ye Qing's bronze dark skin that had been blown by the sea breeze for many years, and looking at the calluses on Ye Qing's hand that had been rubbed out due to rowing for many years. For some reason, He Jingjing suddenly felt a little crying.

With the excuse of going out, He Jingjing stood in the moonlight and her nose became more and more sore.

A genius with all five qi and is proficient in math. He only studied in a private school for half a year and had to go home to take care of his bedridden father, but he had been practicing calligraphy for many years.

Those unscrupulous outer disciples could become one of the three immortal sects as hard as Ye Qing’s hard work.

I don’t know if it is because Ye Qing is an extremely rare genius who is strong in all five qi, or if he sees a must-have heart for cultivating immortals.

Anyway, He Jingjing is very curious about Ye Qing now.

He Jingjing was even more surprised when she went to the Immortal Academy to come to the test paper that Ye Qing wrote at that time.

This guy not only writes good writing, but also writes good articles.

The article is simple and terrifying, and she has a lot of witty words. She has never heard of many common sayings that make people amazing.

"What a pity, it would be great if he was ten years younger." When He Jingjing saw the saying "A teacher will be your lifelong father for one day", she felt a deep sense of regret.

If he was ten years younger, he would start to train him from a young age. With his talent and perseverance, he would be very likely to break through the Lingxu realm and become a pharmacist.

When he returned to the secret room, He Jingjing was a little absent-minded.

The elixir is too rare. The key reason for this situation is that there are too few qualified apprentices...

Now there is a disciple with excellent qualifications, but unfortunately he is too old and his roots and bones have been fixed. Even breaking through the Lingxu realm is very slim, let alone becoming an elixir?

Another broken piece was thrown away for Ye Qing to copy. He Jingjing continued to study the ancient and mysterious beast bones in front of her with deep regret.

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The pharmacy in the early morning was shrouded in a faint mist, and the sound of cranes in the sky could be heard faintly. The mist gradually spread, and Ye Qing walked out with her tired body, staring for the whole night with blood in her eyes.

When stepping over the black stone threshold, Ye Qing, who was dizzy, stuttered and fell down, and a piece of skin was rubbed on his thigh.

When he got up, he was dizzy and thirsty and hungry, Ye Qing wanted to cry.

Damn.

He Jingjing is a fairy, but he is not.

At the age of sixteen, he was sleepy and long. He sat at the desk and copied the text all night long. If it weren't for the growing urination that made him feel stronger and stronger, Ye Qing would have been lying down long ago.

There was no one everywhere, and there were clouds and mists blocking it. Ye Qing quickly ran to the corner of the alchemy hall, took out the tools for the crime, and unloaded the goods happily.

After secretly unloading the goods, Ye Qing trotted along Baiyu Avenue and came to the Immortal Courtyard panting.

Today is the first day of officially joining the sect, and from today onwards, I come to the Immortal Court every morning to listen to the teaching staff teaching the methods of cultivation.

Originally, He Jingjing asked him to go back and rest, but as a god, he wanted to be a crazy Ye Qing, how could he miss the first teaching method of cultivation?

The Immortal Court covers a huge area. In addition to the 93 outer disciples this year, there are also previous disciples who also listen to the lectures here.

It is said that Juling Sect has more than 30,000 outer disciples, but Ye Qing ran away and did not meet a few people. And according to the number of new students, the oldest one must live to be over 300 years old.

It's such a life of a minion, swaying the head of the sect. Ye Qing laughed at himself and met with the outer disciples who had just joined.

"Uncle~" Ye Xidong and Ye Xibei waved to Ye Qing frequently.

"Where did you go last night? You didn't come to eat the first breakfast." Su Xiang stood behind and grabbed Ye Qing who was passing by: "You don't know. I went back to my place last night. The four guys who were detained by the chief examiner and chose to take the position in the end said they would tear you to pieces."

"Breakfast?" The hungry Ye Qing only had breakfast in his eyes: "Where are you eating, what are you eating?"

"What are you eating? The food grown in the spiritual field. Of course, the first meal you get is the best. If you want to eat it in the future, you will be qualified to become an inner disciple!"

He Jingjing...

I fuck you uncle, Ye Qing's eyes are full of wolf swallowing the tiger, and tiger swallowing He Jingjing.

"Stop the sound." A majestic voice came from outside the door, and more than twenty young men holding square wooden boxes walked into the door, and a majestic middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man wore a purple robe and had long hair beards. Through the past two days of understanding, Ye Qing had already understood the rules of the interior costumes of the Giant Spirit Sect. The outer disciples wore black robes, the inner disciples' purple robes, and the true disciples heard that they were golden robes, but they had never seen them with their own eyes.

"My name is Wuqingfeng, and it is your training chair in the past three months." Wuqingfeng stepped into the room and looked at the undeveloped outer disciples with a solemn look: "From today, you will be part of my Juling Sect. Every word and action must strictly follow the rules of the sect."
Chapter completed!