Chapter 18 18%

When he said these two words, Ji Qingzhuo was stunned for a while, but did not react.

She nodded and said dumbly, "Well, yes."

After a while, her open lips froze, and the word "double cultivation" wrapped around her mind, and then formed a concrete picture in her imagination, which flashed in her mind.

As if something exploded in her mind, Ji Qingzhuo's eyes widened, she looked in the direction of Shen Rongyu, but the focus of her eyes could only be on his chest.

His clothes were embroidered with delicate embroidered embroidered patterns, which were clean and dust-free, and the layers of clothes also covered his chest tightly, as if saying the word "double repair" was a blasphemy against him.

The heat surged into her heart, and she felt her cheeks were extremely hot, and she only lowered her head.

Before Ji Qingzhuo spoke, Shen Rongyu even teased her again when she saw her like this: "Yes."

His tone was cool, and it penetrated into Ji Qingzhuo's auricle, as if ice hit fire, and her whole body was about to melt.

She wanted to explain, but her lips seemed to be stuck tightly by something, and she couldn't utter a word.

"I don't know how to do double cultivation. If you really want to do this, you need to teach me." Shen Rongyu looked at her with a smile.

He knew that Ji Qingzhuo was too embarrassed to find a hole to burrow into, but he couldn't help it, he was not a good person.

Ji Qingzhuo's toes touched the ground, wishing to dig a hole in the shoal by the lake. The cool morning wind was blowing on his face, but he couldn't blow away the heat that was pouring on his cheeks.

Shen Rongyu watched her for as long as she was shy, until he was late for the morning class, and he took a step forward.

At this time, on the beach in front of Ji Qingzhuo, a small hole had been rubbed out by her feet, and it took a long time for her to spit out a word: "I..."

"I'm going to be late for the morning class." Shen Rongyu said while holding her wrist. He found that only at this time did her skin have some normal temperature.

Ji Qingzhuo raised her head, there was a little water in her eyes, she was crying because of the shyness on her cheeks.

"I won't... I'm wrong..." Ji Qingzhuo thought, but she was caught off guard, she had already been pulled by Shen Rongyu to the Snow Burying Sword, and at this time, she was driving the flywheel by herself, but she couldn't make it to the morning class .

"I said yes, but you said you wouldn't?" Shen Rongyu raised her eyebrows and said to Ji Qingzhuo, "Zuozhuo, are you kidding me?"

Where does Ji Qingzhuo have any idea of ​​teasing people, it is clear that Shen Rongyu is teasing her, but Ji Qingzhuo's head does not turn around.

She bit her lip and murmured, "Senior Brother Xiaoyu, I'm sorry."

Ji Qingzhuo felt that Shen Rongyu might not take her to practice in the future, but Shen Rongyu's cool voice sounded above her head: "It is usually one hour, do you want two hours in the future?"

Thinking of the rewards for the internal assessment, Ji Qingzhuo said boldly, "Three hours... Is it okay?"

Shen Rongyu laughed softly, his chest vibrated slightly, and even the immortal tan at the front of his shirt seemed to come alive.

"Yes." He said, "If it is a double cultivation, then of course."

Ji Qingzhuo didn't catch her breath and almost choked in her throat. She hesitated and wanted to explain, but the system she was bound to couldn't stand it anymore, so she reminded her.

"Host, Shen Rongyu is making fun of you. He already knew that you were wrong, but it's okay to be wrong. I don't object. I can go offline myself." The system snorted.

Ji Qingzhuo raised his eyes slowly in the oncoming wind on the Snow Burying Sword, barely set his eyes on Shen Rongyu's face, his thin lips were slightly raised, as if he was smiling.

"Senior Brother Xiaoyu, are you kidding me?" Ji Qingzhuo asked slowly, word by word, she couldn't believe it.

"Well." Shen Rongyu admitted honestly.

Ji Qingzhuo stomped his feet on the spot, but his body crooked, lost his balance, and fell from the Snow Burying Sword.

Shen Rongyu hugged her waist: "Don't fall off."

Ji Qingzhuo's body bullied her, her forehead hit his chest, and there was a deep laughter.

"Stop laughing..." Ji Qingzhuo whispered, her voice extremely low.

Shen Rongyu stopped the laughter, he raised his eyes and looked into the distance. When he laughed before, the smile did not reach the bottom of his eyes. This time, because the thin ice in the cold and brittle eyes dissipated, the depths of his eyes finally came to an end. With some pleasant light.

A piece of wood, what a lot of fun, he thought.

Today's morning class is a spell class. The one who teaches this class, unfortunately, is an acquaintance. Ji Qingzhuo dislikes this class the most.

because

Ye Duanhong sternly watched as Ji Qingzhuo arrived at the classroom last.

There are few turquoise plants in his cave, and more rigid rocks make up the buildings and landscapes. Even the tabletops on which they study spells are also a special kind of hard white stone.

Ji Qingzhuo's cultivation base is low, and spells often fail to cast. If it wasn't for Yu Sukong's relationship, Ye Duanhong would have wanted to throw her out a long time ago.

He stared at Ji Qingzhuo and said stiffly, "Sit down."

Ji Qingzhuo put his book on the table. The first half of Ye Duanhong's spell class was to explain the principles and precautions of casting spells, and the second half was free practice.

The spell he was talking about today was very basic. It was air control. It needed to resonate with the airflow in the air and steer the air to lift him up into the sky. This was the most basic way to control the air.

Ji Qingzhuo listened carefully to the class this time. She wrote down all the precautions Ye Duanhong said in the book, and she was reciting many numbers in her mind.

Her weight, the maximum airflow that can be affected by her low mana, the size of the air resistance, and the angle of entering the air...

These data were written on paper one by one with ink pen, and complex and huge calculations were carried out in her mind.

The system did not understand the data, it felt that Ji Qingzhuo was

funny

Even Ye Duanhong found out what she had been calculating with her head lowered. He stepped forward and looked down at the numbers on Ji Qingzhuo's book.

He chuckled disdainfully and said, "Ji Qingzhuo, this is not an array class. The most important thing is to experience spells in person. Rehearsing it a hundred times in your heart is not as good as trying it out in person. What's the use?"

Ji Qingzhuo put down her ink pen in silence, and she wrote the last series of numbers. At this time, after Ye Duanhong finished speaking, there was a sharp laughter among the students studying.

"Yeah, you were the last in the first quiz in the sect." Qiu Mingxue, who was in the same class as her, rolled her eyes, "I don't know why a mediocre mortal like you should rely on the sect, Occupy sect resources."

Ji Qingzhuo closed the book and raised his eyes, only to see Yingxiu sitting beside Qiu Mingxue pulling at the hem of her clothes, telling her to stop talking.

After three years of Xuan Yunzong's internal assessment scores, in addition to the final assessment test scores, the usual classroom performance should also be included in the assessment criteria. Attendance and classroom performance will affect the assessment results.

Although Ye Duanhong is fierce and despises her, his class scoring standards are very strict and transparent. For example, when he taught flame art in the last class, he will set standards for the size, shape, and temperature of the flames released, and judge this time according to this. There are four grades in class, A, B, C, and D.

In the flame technique, although Ji Qingzhuo only produced a flame the size of a fingernail, not even a cigarette, but because the shape of the flame she released was perfect and the temperature was high enough, Ye Duanhong was still stern. , gave her a second-class with great disgust - this made Ji Qingzhuo, who just wanted to be rotten, shouted that her flames were so small!

This time, there are also assessment criteria for Yukongjutsu. The test is to hover in the air and take the three beacons in the air. The test site of Yukongjutsu is also risky.

Ye Duanhong led them to a high cliff in the cave. He avoided the mysterious fog and looked down from the high cliff, and he could clearly see the scattered hard rocks and the hundred-zhang-high cliff.

Those who have mastered the sky art, they have to jump into the cliff and take the beacon that flashes in the middle of the cliff.

Ji Qingzhuo is afraid of heights and lacks mana. This test of airborne art is really... an almost impossible task for her.

"I advise you not to go there." Ye Duanhong said to Ji Qingzhuo in a cold voice, "If you can't support yourself, I won't save you, you should be a little self-aware."

"Yes." Qiu Mingxue walked past them, and she stood in front of the group of disciples with her head held high, like a proud little peacock, "Elder Ye, I'll come first."

She raised her head and jumped lightly down the cliff, her body was agile, and although she was a little unstable, she quickly took the three beacons into her hands.

Ye Duanhong counted the time: "It's half a stick of incense, very soon."

Behind Qiu Mingxue was Yingxiu, her speed was faster than Qiu Mingxue, but after noticing Qiu Mingxue staring at her, she slowed down and even let herself fall in the air. Staggering, it took a little longer than Qiu Mingxue in the end.

The disciples who came to test after that were not as fast as the two of them, and Ji Qingzhuo was at the end.

She stood behind the crowd, rubbing the corners of her clothes with her fingers, and even the system said worriedly: "Host, I still advise you not to try it. If there is an accident, I really can't save you."

"I know." Ji Qingzhuo comforted the system.

But she still stepped forward, and Ye Duanhong reminded her: "Ji Qingzhuo, you still don't want to die yourself."

Ye Duanhong clearly knew that with Ji Qingzhuo's current cultivation, it was impossible to fully display the Royal Air Technique.

Ji Qingzhuo lowered her head, and she took off the heavy robe she was wearing, revealing only her light figure. She would be much heavier when she wore that robe.

She stood on the cliff, and the cool-toned white rock gave a great sense of oppression. She was afraid of heights, and she was dizzy even looking down.

The strong wind on the cliff blew the hem of her clothes, and she closed her eyes, not looking at the terrifying height below her.

Ye Duanhong, Qiu Mingxue and the others all watched her quietly, they didn't think she could jump off.

Ji Qingzhuo remembered what Shen Rongyu said to her when Shen Rongyu took her to ride the wind for the first time.

"Since you want to cultivate immortals and gallop between heaven and earth, why should you be afraid of heights?"

The soft skirt was lifted by the wind, and her thin ankles were shaking.

Ye Duanhong's indifferent eyes reflected her figure, and then she was replaced by shock.

Ji Qingzhuo jumped off the cliff, as if riding the wind.