Yan Jiu sat behind the table, although he looked serious and studious. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

But in reality, she was peeking at the academy master who was teaching spells.

The academy master who was casting a spell demonstration looked like he was just about to be established. But in fact, it was a tenth-order Qi cultivator who was nearly seventy years old.

Although it wasn't the first time he had seen it, Yan Jiu still couldn't control his eyes.

Look at the delicate skin like fine porcelain, and then look at the shiny and smooth sideburns. With the elegant bearing of the body, and the sense of vicissitudes of life that has been precipitated over the years.

This is simply a direct comparison of the big **** "ageless male gods" and "little fresh meat" to the mud.

The spiritual power flower used for demonstration in the hand of the master of the academy couldn't help but tremble. As a tenth-order Qi cultivator, how could he not feel Yan Jiu's gaze. He couldn't help but wonder in his heart, the eyes of this ninth lady have been a little strange recently, is it ......

It is said that the ninth lady of the Yan family is talented and intelligent, and at the age of seven, she is already a fourth-order Qi cultivation cultivator. Could it be that she no longer looked down on these ordinary spells she taught?

But what you are responsible for is enlightenment!

In these years, it is not easy to have a good job to earn spirit stones, not to mention that I am still a child of the Yan family, who is not looking at three points, I have to perform well.

The master of the school condensed the fiery red flowers in his hand into a firebird with realistic eyebrows and eyes. On the other hand, he used more patience to guide this group of students who were learning to control the aura.

Yan Shishi carefully controlled the condensed flames in her hands, and after several attempts, she could only condense the flames of finger length, and the shape was still like a steamed bun.

Yan Shishi shook his hands in frustration, he was so tired, his head was sweating. I wonder how others are practicing? She turned her head and looked in the direction of Yan Twelve.

Yan Twelve is trying to separate the four-petaled flowers of different sizes into a fifth petal. Maybe he was a little anxious and didn't control the operation of the aura, and the strange-looking four-petaled flower dissipated all at once.

But Yan Twelve was not discouraged, she calmed her breath, rubbed her stiff fingers, and began to make the next attempt.

"Twelfth sister is twelfth sister, still work hard as always."

Yan Shishi's single eyelid blinked a few times, I don't know how the seventh sister who loves to compare everything is doing?

The aura mass in Yan Qi's hand was in the shape of a zongzi with a sharp end and a round end.

Yan Twelve looked at it for a long time before he understood that Yan Qi was planning to gather the kind of firebird that the academy master used to demonstrate. Unfortunately, it is too difficult, and nine times out of ten you will fail.

"The stupid guy who doesn't admit defeat, he wants to fly directly before he starts to take the rope!"

Yan Twelve pouted helplessly, forget it, let's go see Sister Nine.

Honey-colored spiritual power spat out from the fingertips, and began to condense between the white and tender palms of some flesh.

Yan Jiu carefully controlled the spiritual power in his hand, and the spiritual power began to appear in the rudiments of a five-pointed star, slowly the sharp edges and corners became rounded, and the wings began to gradually lengthen...... After a while, a translucent honey-colored swallow appeared between the palms of his hands.

Yan Jiu looked at the little swallow standing in his palm, and couldn't help frowning, always feeling as if something was missing.

Yan Jiu threw the little swallow in her hand up, and her ten fingers flew up, increasing the output speed of the aura, and she tried to increase the distance between the little swallow with the condensed aura.

The honey-colored spiritual power swallow just circled around Yan Jiu at first, and gradually began to leave Yan Jiu's surroundings little by little, Yan Jiu stared at the swallow spinning in the air, constantly pinching out the magic trick in his hand, and carefully controlling the spiritual power output.

Half a meter, one meter, two meters, three meters......

At that moment, the surrounding classmates forgot the aura condensed in their hands and looked at the little swallow gliding in mid-air in amazement.

Yan Twelve only glanced at it, then lowered his head and continued to control the five-petal flower in his hand.

There are some surprises, some envy, but that's not your own. Only those who work hard are their own strength.

"Humph! Showy guys. ”

Yan Qi twisted the belt in her hand and muttered a little dissatisfied, if she ignored the envy in her eyes.

Yan Shishi also looked at the little swallow flying up and down blankly, and muttered with a half-open mouth: "Yan Jiu is worthy of Yan Jiu."

This sentence speaks to everyone's heart.

When you can only condense soft buns, others can already fly.

Yan Shishi silently cheered for himself in his heart, he must work harder, and one day he will be like Yan Jiu.

Yan Shishi clenched his hands into fists and looked at Yan Jiu with burning eyes.

No! You have to surpass her!

The little swallow finally dissipated, and Yan Jiu's fingers hidden in his sleeve had some uncontrollable spasms.

There is too much aura output, and the fingers that cast the spell are a little unbearable. Judging from the amount of spiritual energy of the fourth order of his own qi training, he could only control his spiritual energy within a range of five meters around his body. If you throw the aura like a hidden weapon, you should be able to increase the range. If it's really used for sneak attacks, it doesn't matter what shape it is. I am an earth-attribute aura, and I can also try to compress the aura to reduce the volume......

It seems that there are still a lot of things that need to be improved, and I should try more.

Yan Jiu secretly mobilized the trace of aura he had saved to soothe his spasmodic fingers. The warm aura quietly flowed through the meridians on the fingers, and the sour feeling of over-transporting the aura gradually dissipated.

Sure enough, no matter what the situation, it is right to save a trace of aura.

The crisp cry of the chiming bird outside the window heralds the end of the course.

After receiving the "homework" from the master of the academy to control the operation of spiritual power, these children of the Yan family were picked up by the waiting servants.

Yan Jiu put the "Chronicles of the Central Continent" on the bookcase into the storage bag, and also got up and left the school.

Along the way, people kept greeting him, and Yan Jiu nodded in response, and walked towards his courtyard without smiling.

In fact, Yan Jiu is not as breezy as she seems, when she wears it, there is no so-called "headache", "a thought coming to herself" or something like "scenes flashing in front of her eyes", she woke up except that she knew that she had crossed over, her eyes were black, and she didn't know anything.

But fortunately, the original Yan Jiu is a "lone ranger" in his own right, so as long as he makes himself more "cold" in disguise, it is almost the same.

But the original body doesn't care, it doesn't mean that you don't know!

So since the crossing, the first thing he did when he faced Yan Jiu was a huge family genealogy like the Rijia Mansion in "Dream of Red Mansions".

Yan Qing, the head of the family, is, to a certain extent, a "cultivator version of Wei Xiaobao".

In the Yan family, there are thirteen living family head wives!

"Alive" here refers to the kind that is alive and jumping, because there are several ladies, who give birth to mortals without spiritual roots, and most of them hide in the back house to "recuperate", and generally do not come out to meet people unless necessary.

Not only that, but the head of the house was particularly "prolific", and together he and his wife conceived twenty-three children! And Yan Jiu is one of the "digital children's army", ranking ninth.

Speaking of which, you may say that this Yan family master is too romantic, he is simply a "stallion"!

What a "scum" shattered into powder!

Isn't he afraid of a fire in the backyard of a group of wives and concubines?

I'm not afraid of any lady who hates him and stabs him in the back!

But in reality, no.

Every lady of the family is deeply in love with Yan Qing.

Yan Jiu summed it up and there were at least three benefits to marrying Yan Qing.

First: You don't have to run around day and night for spirit stones.

Needless to say, the head of the Yan family has never wronged his women.

Second: Leaning against a big tree to enjoy the shade.

Think about it, when you are bullied, there is a "man behind you" who can get back to the field for you.

Third: have face.

This is the most important point, what do women say when they chat.

Putting modern is bags, jewelry, men, children. The Central Continent is a magic weapon, a spirit stone, an elixir, a practice, and a husband.

Especially this husband is not only a master of cultivation, not to mention his actions, but also has a rich net worth and can meet all your cultivation needs.

This is simply the "fifth diamond king" in the minds of all women, and the "good son-in-law" in the mouths of all mothers.

Not only that, but in the Yan family, even the wife of the mortal family under her has been properly settled. At least they have been treated well in material life, the Yan family has a big business, and those children will inherit the Yan family's property in the mortal world in the future.

If he can do this, he should be considered a relatively good man, but Yan Jiu thinks that it is not.

Although it is common for the weak to be attached to the strong. However, it may be because I come from a big **** relationship, and when I see more monogamy, it is a little difficult to accept this "harem model".

Thinking of this, Yan Jiu couldn't help frowning, now that he thought about it carefully, there was something wrong with the head of the Yan family.

There's nothing wrong with liking beautiful women, it's just that there are too many people to marry. It's not that I like a specific type, but I like it, like a philatelic enthusiast who always wants to have a copy of all kinds of stamps.

No! Wrong!

It should be said that it is more like buying shoes with clothes! Try each pair to pick the best one.

Although it is a bit strange to describe yourself as the product of trying on shoes. But Yan Qing really seems to be like this......

Yan Jiu, who had been immersed in his thoughts, didn't pay attention and hit a wall of flesh straight up.

"Jiu'er, what do you want? I don't even know when Dad comes. ”

A voice with two points of ridicule and three points of pampering came slowly.

In the Yan family, there is only one person who can hear the voice to this extent, and can call himself "Dad".

Yan Qing stood under the eaves of the corridor so casually, the warm yellow afterglow was obliquely reflected on his sideside face with sideburns like a knife and a face like a spring dawn. However, the best thing is that there are still a pair of peach blossom eyes that seem to be smiling but not smiling, when they are not smiling, they hide three points of tenderness, and now they are standing there looking at Yan Jiu with a smile on their faces, and the magnificent tenderness in those eyes is overflowing, which simply makes Yan Jiu's blood trough empty! Lives are in danger!

This guy who exudes strong male hormones all over his body and attacks indiscriminately is the original father-Yan Qing.

Yan Jiu secretly scolded "old goblin"!

Only then did he take a step back and bow.

"Your Excellency."

"Jiu'er, why are you still so raw, just call me Daddy."

It's obviously just ordinary words, but when Yan Qing said it, there was a lingering compassion that couldn't be said.

Yan Jiu silently rolled his eyes in his heart, you are not my father.

"Etiquette should not be abolished." Yan Jiu is colorful.

"He is worthy of being the most outstanding son of my Yan family."

Yan Qing lovingly touched Yan Jiu's head, like rewarding an obedient dog. How many housekeepers and wives are defeated in this kind of spoiled kitten tune. But more of it is lost on Yan Qing's face, even in the world of immortal cultivation where beauties are everywhere, Yan Qing is also a beautiful man in the number.

Yan Jiu only felt a chill, and goosebumps stood up on her arm, she resisted the urge to dodge, in front of her life, everything was a paper tiger.

"The master of the academy said that your spiritual power operation control is good, and you have already practiced the fourth order of qi, I happen to have a book of exercises suitable for you here, you can take it to practice."

Yan Qing's palm was slightly lifted upward, and the emerald wrench on her hand flashed almost invisibly, and she saw a small jade slip appear on the palm of the palm, which was as white as jade.

This is the legendary storage weapon, which is much more advanced than your own storage bag. But Yan Jiu held herself, she just looked at the bluestone steps under her feet, and didn't mean to take the initiative.

It's not that she doesn't want it, she just can't take it. I don't know if it's because I'm in a relationship, my divine sense is indeed stronger than that of ordinary monks.

But this kind of thing that needs to be hidden, naturally, cannot be known to others. You must know that ordinary fourth-order cultivators are not allowed to use their divine sense to see objects indiscriminately, and if they are not careful, they may become stupid.

"My lord, I have only practiced the fourth order of qi, and it is still too reluctant to look at the jade slip with my divine sense, and after I am the seventh order, you can give it to me again."

"Look at Daddy's memory! Forget all this, Jiu'er won't blame Daddy, right? ”

"It is an honor for Yan Jiu to take time out of his busy schedule to come and see Yan Jiu, how dare he blame it."

"Later, I will ask the housekeeper to send you exercises that are suitable for you, then this bottle of Zhongpin Gathering Spirit Pill will be treated as Daddy to make amends for your sins."

"Please forgive Yan Jiu for the sin of not accepting it, the head of the family did not offend Yan Jiu, so how can he make amends."

"Then I'm a father, I should be able to give it to you."

"Thank you, master."

Yan Jiu didn't make much excuses this time, and accepted the medium-grade Gathering Spirit Pill handed over by Yan Qing. This is much better than the low-grade Gathering Spirit Pill that was sent last time.

"Jiu'er should practice well, Daddy will leave first."

"Congratulations to the master of the house."

It wasn't until Yan Qing's back left sight that Yan Jiu lowered his saluting arm.

The more Yan Qing looked at it, the stranger it became.

How could a man with many children be so attached to one of them. Not only did he send the elixir that helped him to improve his cultivation, but he also cared about the exercises he practiced.

If you really put your mind to it, how can you not even bother to afford your child's name? Look at the modern parents who do not hesitate to fight or even divorce in order to call their children.

Let's ask, how can there be parents who love their children directly in the name of exclusion? Especially in ancient times when names were important, a big family like the Yan family?

There is also a jade slip that has just been sent and needs to be viewed with divine sense, and I don't know if it is intentional or unintentional? If it's unintentional, it's okay, if it's intentional, then it's worth figuring out, is it revealing what kind of horsetails?

Of course, these are not the point, this Yan Qing's attitude towards herself is the most confusing.

Although he is already a fourth-order Qi practitioner, he can barely be regarded as a "child of someone else's family" among his peers.

However, the path that a monk needs to walk is too long, and even if he builds a foundation, he may die overnight, let alone a small Qi cultivator.

Assuming that Yan Qing cultivated himself because he needed an heir with high cultivation and strong understanding who could bear the burden of the Yan family. Then, he just needs to wait quietly, and when this group of children grows up, the best will naturally be revealed, unless......

Thinking of this, Yan Jiu's heart couldn't help but "chuckle".

Unless, he can't wait......