After that, Song Lingyi completely used Xie Qiong's room as a practice room, after all, she was unconscious, and she wanted to sneak out to play at every turn, but she could sit still in Xie Qiong's room.

The action of taking off his shoes and going to bed was smooth, and he pulled the quilt over and put it under his buttocks, adjusted his sitting posture comfortably, and then began to settle down and pranayama.

A month has passed, and almost everyone has learned to practice qi into the body, after all, only talented children can be selected into the backyard.

Song Lingyi's cultivation progress was gratifying, but due to her luck being too monotonous, after getting rid of the excitement of overcoming difficult problems at the beginning, she mostly ended the day of cultivation in a coma, and then she would be woken up by Xie Qiong and thrown out of the room.

When Song Lingyi was about to start and even fool away the afternoon class, Senior Sister Zhuang Ya finally announced the opening of a new course on martial arts, spirit pets, and pharmacology.

Every day, I finally came up with some new tricks, and I was able to start to get in touch with all kinds of weapons and methods, pharmacological knowledge, and the popularization of spiritual pet categories.

When she took the martial arts class for the first time, Song Lingyi was extremely looking forward to it, she always watched He Qingtang playing with her little red whip on weekdays, which was very majestic, so she also wanted to understand and think of a weapon for herself in advance.

Senior Sister Zhuang said that she had to wait for the teacher to choose her natal weapon, so the martial arts course actually talked about everything for everyone to have a preliminary understanding.

When Tu Baichuan walked to the center of the martial arts arena under the gaze of the six of them, Song Lingyi felt that the top of this person's head looked really familiar, as if he had seen it every day.

Until Tu Baichuan opened his mouth: "Junior brothers and sisters, from today onwards, I will teach you the introduction of weapons, my name is Tu Baichuan, you should have seen me, in Old Master Chen's class." ”

The scene fell silent for a while, and even Jiang Hao, who was the most popular, was a little stunned, and shouted with everyone: "Hello, senior brother." ”

Song Ling was blessed to the heart, remembering that He Qingtang had mentioned a few days ago that the senior brother who slept in the last row of Master Chen's class was called Tu Baichuan, no wonder she felt that the round top of her head was so familiar.

Moving his gaze off the top of his head, it was a face with broad eyebrows and eyes, and his facial features looked like a down-to-earth spirit, and the chivalrous man written in the script should probably look like this.

And because he was five or six years older than them, he had already begun to rise taller, and he was quite chic with weapons in his hands.

According to He Qingtang, this senior brother is a martial arts idiot, and what he hates most is poetry and books, so he has been sleeping in Master Chen's class for several years, and before the class is over, the master is too lazy to care about him.

Song Lingyi admires this person a little, she feels that she is far inferior to the quality of sleep alone, she sleeps on the desk every morning, she has not raised her head, and she only recognizes the top of his head for more than a month.

After entering the formal course, everyone found that there was indeed a reason to choose him to teach the class, Tu Baichuan really liked weapons, almost every category was very well studied, most of them could have their own opinions, and they often taught everyone to practice.

After playing with knives, guns, sticks and swords, Song Lingyi still didn't find something she liked, she was lazy in practicing qi on weekdays, let alone practicing martial arts, and even He Qingtang's little red whip was too heavy for her.

"Senior brother, I see that there are streamers used as weapons in the play, why don't you give us a gentle look?"

After taking a few classes, Tu Baichuan probably knew what kind of virtue she was, and grinned: "Little junior sister, do you think I'm such a big man, take a streamer and dance for you, where can I see well?"

The others couldn't help laughing, Luo Xiaomei smiled and pulled her: "Lingyi, why don't you go and learn pharmacology with me, I don't think I'm good at this weapon or something." ”

Pharmacology?Song Lingyi withdrew her hand and trembled, although the pharmacology class was taught by the gentle and gentle Senior Sister Zhuang, she really couldn't help but fall asleep, the names of those medicinal herbs drilled in from her left ear, and then came out of her right ear, and she couldn't remember it at all.

If she is allowed to study pharmacology, then she might as well go with Senior Brother Jiang Hao to feed the spirit pet!