Chapter 82: Hold a Buddha's Foot

Put the big one on the mahogany hanger, turned his head, and a soft small cannonball hit it directly, Feng Qihan was stunned for a moment, and then bent the corners of his lips and took the person in his arms.

He raised his head from the crook of his arm and said dissatisfiedly, "Master, you are so busy!"

Feng Qihan was stunned and said with a smile, "I'll take you with me next time." ”

What do you want to take her on a business trip? She means don't be so busy, it's almost the New Year, isn't it good to stay in the Eternal Life House to take a break?

At this time, she only thought that the master coaxed her to say it casually, but she didn't expect that she would really be picked up later, and that ice and snow were all later......

At this time, Bai Ye saluted, and when he saw that neither of them saw her, he stood up.

It's not that she is presumptuous, but after so many days of getting along, she found that although Feng Jun was cold on the surface, in fact, it was not like this at all. A little thing, he is too lazy to care, red tape, he is also happy to be simple.

Therefore, Bai Ye palmed the lamp and lit two lamps, one left and one right.

The candle flame is not as bright as the pearl, and the room is full of ghosting, faint and dim.

Feng Qihan tilted his head and also noticed. The pearls embedded in the walls, as well as those placed on the shelves, were covered by a square veil. There are probably only ...... people in the temple who dare to do such a thing

"Qiuqiu doesn't like Mingzhu?"

"No, no." She liked the fact that the pearl was valuable, "but it was too bright." The night is too bright, and it always feels like there is no night. ”

The night pearls in the hall are the best, of course, they are also the brightest, and a night pearl can be compared to a household 40-watt incandescent lamp. Such a pile of night pearls resting in the hall is really dazzling.

She used to only turn on a small night light at night, and she was not used to so many night pearls.

Feng Qihan nodded, "If you don't like it, you can withdraw." ”

hurriedly ate the meal, hurriedly nested into the side hall, and rubbed the bed with the hand stove. The hairball plays its most useful role – warming the feet.

The silk quilt was so smooth that it felt like it had touched ice, and after forcing himself to lie down and covering it warm, the door of the temple was pushed open.

A gust of cold wind poured into it, and it was blown cold.

When Master Fang Cai came back, why didn't there be such a strong wind?

A head came out of the big blue with fox fur, Mo Lingyin rubbed his hands, felt the warmth of a charcoal fire in the hall, and hurriedly closed the door, afraid that the heating would leak out.

As soon as he saw what the blue lump was, he couldn't help but hold his forehead.

Mo Lingyin shuddered and hung the big book on the shelf, and in the crook of his arm there were a few books that didn't look thin, and his lips were purple.

"Why is it so cold, I didn't feel anything yesterday. Mo Lingyin muttered.

"It's snowing, it must be cold. He kicked a soft hairball in the quilt and said, "Why did you come here so late?"

There was no light left on the horizon, and all of it was swallowed up by the earth. The darkness of the night began silently, and the snow was still falling.

Mo Lingyin shook a little snow on his hair, and said helplessly, "Isn't there an exam the day after tomorrow, I'll get a taste of a scholar." ”

What kind of academic bully breath, just to hug the Buddha's feet, right? Wrapped tightly in the quilt, I don't want to go out at all, and I finally covered the hot quilt!!

But Mo Lingyin had already sat down familiarly, and even spread out the textbook, turned around and said with a smile, "It's only the hour, get up and study!" I didn't meet Feng Jun along the way, and her little nervousness had long since disappeared, and Da Lara seemed to be in her own home.

Luo Luo hugged the quilt tightly and said calmly, "It's not that I don't want to get up, it's that this quilt is reluctant to give me." ”

In the end, she still succumbed to Mo Lingyin's strong desire to survive, and sat down at the table, with a copy of "Elixir Discrimination" stuffed in her hand that all inner disciples had to learn.

Mo Lingyin propped his head and said, "Guess what he will test?"

I flipped through the book, this book is very basic, and the spirit strains in it are also the most common, Zhang Xianchang basically didn't bother to talk about it when he gave classes to medical disciples, and it was directly classified as common sense knowledge.

How can she say that there are so many knowledge points in the book, how can she know how the fairy chief is willing to come up with the question?

Snapping the book, she raised her eyebrows and smiled, "Didn't you say that there was a miracle medicine when you were in the league last time, wouldn't it be over if you went buy some Shenyi Pill and came back?"

Mo Lingyin was heartbroken and regretted not being at the beginning, "You're right, you should have bought a few more at the beginning, but now you can't buy it if you want to!"

He stared at her with retarded eyes.

Mo Lingyin was unconscious, staring at the book, but his eyes didn't focus on the words on it at all, muttering, "What do you say this can do? I don't know so much, can I still get by?"

She sighed, daring to love this girl who went all the way to the top of the mountain just to change places in a daze? Stretched out her hand and knocked on the door of her head lightly, and said with a serious look, "Don't be in a daze, read seriously!"

Mo Lingyin was knocked coldly, touched his head and raised his head, his face was full of circles, and said aggrievedly, "I can't see it at all." ”

"Can't recite it like that?" he glanced at her.

"It's true, there's a mess of everything, and I finally memorized it, and I saw that I memorized it!" Mo Lingyin said, "You doctors have to memorize so much, what is the best way to say it?"

Dumbfounded, she has always leaned on a jade bead, where has she carried it? looked down and thought about it, picked up the pen and wrote something on an empty piece of paper.

Slapping the finished things on the table, Mo Lingyin picked it up and looked at it, exclaimed, and looked at her with admiration in her eyes, "Is this the strength of medical cultivation?"

On that piece of paper, the characteristics and differences of the major types of spirit strains are listed, and if you look closely, you can even match the content of the book. Compared with reviewing, it is completely possible to get twice the result with half the effort, Mo Lingyin, who has studied the spirit strain for half a year and still doesn't know anything about it, feels as if he suddenly realized it after reading it.

"If Immortal Chang had taught me like this, I'm afraid I would have been able to save it. Mo Lingyin cheered up and felt that he could learn a little longer.

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Luo Luo is very familiar with the spirit plant, and he was a science student before, and he likes to classify everything first to find contact, so he is in a hurry to sort out a "learning material". And Mo Lingyin is a spiritual cultivator, and the spirit strain she learned is just a literacy version, with very little content, and it is not very difficult to sort it out.

Leaning on the back of the chair, holding a hand stove in his arms, a few oil lamps were lit on the table, and the lights were bright, watching Mo Lingyin trying to hold the Buddha's feet, he suddenly felt in a trance.

Others have crossed delicious food and drink, and there are handsome guys to tease, how can you come to her......

Study hard before you come, and prepare for exams when you come......