Chapter 1 Talent and Waste

"Lu Ping, get up and go to class. ”

"Sleep for another five minutes. ”

"Get up for me!"

The sun shone down and shone all over Lu Ping's body.

"Ah!!" The exclamation suddenly resounded in the sky, completely shattering Lu Ping's sleepiness, and then Su Tang slammed the door and roared: "What conditions are you playing naked sleep?!"

"What else do you need to sleep?" Lu Ping muttered, finally getting up. As soon as he stood on the ground, the small room suddenly became even more crowded. Lu Ping casually took the clothes on the bedside and put them on, while staring at the broken door that Su Tang angrily fell.

Crunch, crunch, the door shook tremblingly, and Lu Ping closed his eyes unbearably.

Boom......

The door still fell straight down, leaning pitifully against the wall.

"What a weird woman. Lu Ping sighed, but he didn't pay attention to the door at all, his shirt was on his shoulders, he was naked, pushed open the window and jumped out.

The sky was blue, the sun was shining, and outside the window of the cottage was a flower garden that exuded bursts of fragrance. Lu Ping walked in this fragrance, looked around, and finally his eyes lit up.

"It's here!" Lu Ping happily stepped forward, bent down to pick up the hose for watering the flower bed, and unceremoniously sprinkled it on himself.

The cold mountain spring from Xiafeng Lake refreshed Lu Ping and drove away a trace of sleepiness. After washing up like this, Lu Ping casually threw the water hose aside, and with a scream, it hit his eardrums again.

"Lu Ping!!!", the master gardener Mo Sen, who was in charge of the twenty-two gardens of the Wind Picking Academy, stood by the flower garden angrily.

"Oh, it's Teacher Mo, it's morning!" Lu Ping didn't seem to notice Mo Sen's anger at all.

"My Sleeping Fire Lotus!" "My Sleeping Fire Lotus!" Mo Sen roared, the six spirits totaled seventeen heavens, and the strong man who rushed through the spirit released even felt the killing intent in the flower garden, and the lush forests on both sides of the boulevard behind him were even more startled by countless birds.

Lu Ping was still unconscious, and asked in surprise, "Where is it?"

"...... at Your Feet"

"Huh?" Lu Ping lowered his head and moved his feet, and sure enough, he saw a budding water lily that was trampled on by him. This water fire lily is a very precious variety, and it is not easy to transplant it from water to land, but now it has been stepped on by Lu Ping into a bun.

"Get the hell out of here. When Mawson saw the bun-like water lotus, he was so distressed that he couldn't even care about being angry, so he hurriedly rushed into the flower garden and lay down in front of the water lotus, and carefully checked its rhizome.

"It's fine, is it?" Lu Ping squatted over and leaned over, very concerned.

"Disappear or die!" Mawson's killing intent was already gaining momentum.

"I'm gone. Lu Ping hurriedly retreated. On the famous boulevard of the Wind Picking Academy, he saw Su Tang coming towards him angrily, and Lu Ping raised his hand to say hello.

"You ......" Su Tang was stunned for a moment, not understanding why Lu Ping appeared in front of him, but his eyes turned to the side of the hut, and he saw Teacher Mo Sen pouting and lying on the ground pitifully, and suddenly understood.

Glaring at Lu Ping fiercely, Su Tang hurriedly walked to Teacher Mo Sen's side.

"Teacher Moson, he didn't mean it, is there anything I can help with?"

Mawson stood up, and let out a sigh of relief without bothering to dust off the dirt on his body. The rhizome of the water fire lily is fine, and most of his qi has disappeared, after all, this is not the first time this kind of thing, he is really a little numb. If it weren't for the precious Sleeping Fire Lotus being stepped on this time, he might not even have the strength to get angry. Lu Ping walked through the flower garden all the way, and it was not only this night fire lily that was broken, but the other Mosen didn't even look at it.

Regarding Su Tang's explanation, Mo Sen was even more helpless. That stinky boy, of course he didn't mean it, he didn't care about it at all, where did he come from intentionally or intentionally? It's just that it's hard for Su Tang, a good boy, to always clean up the mess for that guy who can't support the wall with mud.

It's not worth it!

Mo Sen really felt worthless for Su Tang, not only him, but up and down the Wind Picking Academy, probably only those who were jealous of Su Tang's talent would be happy to see her dragged down by Lu Ping. If there was no Lu Ping, if Su Tang could devote herself to cultivation more wholeheartedly, with her talent, the realm at this time would ......

Huh?

As soon as he thought of this, Mo Sen vaguely sensed something, and the soul rushing power that had been connected with Yingzhi's soul flowed, and his eyes suddenly flashed with a glimmer of light.

"Sixfold Heaven, Spirit of Strength, Sixfold Heaven! Your Spirit of Strength has broken through to Sixfold Heaven?" Mawson was almost incoherent. The Sixth Heaven is the pinnacle of single spirit cultivation. Su Tang is only fifteen years old now, and it has only been three years since he entered the Wind Picking Academy to start cultivating, but now he has cultivated his strength to the Sixth Heaven, which is unique in the history of the Wind Picking Academy. As for Mo Sen himself, he reached the realm of the Six Heavens with the spirit of Chong, and it took him almost seven years before and after, and just like that, he was already much better than many people, which made him always proud. But now compared to Su Tang, he is more than twice as far behind Su Tang, and he can remember that he was concentrating on cultivation at that time, and there was no such troublesome guy as Lu Ping to share his mind.

"Amazing!Spirit of Strength Sixth Heaven, you actually reached it so quickly!" After seeing Su Tang nodding in confirmation, Mo Sen finally recovered from his shock. At this moment, he also suddenly made up his mind. Such outstanding qualifications and talents really cannot be spent.

"Su Tang, answer me a question. Mawson's expression suddenly became extremely solemn.

"Yes. Su Tang looked at Mo Sen's solemn expression a little strangely, but he didn't show it, just responded respectfully.

"If one day, your father and mother fall into the water at the same time, and you can only save one, which one will you save?" said Mawson.

Su Tang was stunned.

"I know you're an orphan, it's just an assumption. Mawson said.

"But this question ......"

"That's a bastard, isn't it?" said Mawson, his gaze turned to Lu Ping, who was standing on the side of the road, intentionally bringing in, "But have you ever thought that in our lives, sometimes we will inevitably encounter such cruel choices, you have no way out, you have to give up." Hesitation or ambiguity will only lead to more unfortunate results. ”

Su Tang was silent, she already understood why Teacher Mo Sen wanted to ask such a question.

Renunciation, a cruel, but must be made.

Su Tang knew what Mo Sen was implying to him. In the three years since she entered the Wind Picking Academy, from her mentor to her classmates, too many people have persuaded her to stay away from Lu Ping, because Lu Ping is so nothing, but Su Tang is so smart and excellent, Lu Ping will be her burden, more and more heavy burden.

But in fact, you are all mistaken! And even if it is what you imagined, you would never leave Lu Ping aside for the future, Su Tang did not hesitate to this.

"Your life, from the moment you enter the Wind Picking Academy, is destined to go different. Mo Sen continued, he did not deliberately lower the volume, but deliberately wanted Lu Ping, who was not far behind him, to hear. He knew the relationship between Su Tang and Lu Ping, these two children were orphans who had depended on each other since childhood, and it was the dean who went out three years ago who brought them back to the academy.

In the entire continent, there were more than 400 academies, each of which was a cultivation academy that was enough to change a person's life. The academy itself has a very strict selection mechanism, and those who have the opportunity to enter any academy will work hard, no matter what the final achievement is, and will eventually push their lives to a new height. But Lu Ping is an exception, he has been admitted to the hospital for three years, failed to pass the two routine annual exams, and has repeated a grade for two consecutive years, and is still only a first-year student. According to the rules of the Academy, students who fail the three annual exams will be expelled from the college.

The rules of the Wind Picking Academy can already be called very benevolent and tolerant. If it were any other strict academy, a guy like Lu Ping would be expelled within a month. Now that the third annual exam is approaching, Mo Sen's eyes can check the existence of the power of courage after the two rushes are connected, and there is no possibility of passing from Lu Ping.

Lu Ping was expelled from the academy, what about Su Tang?

Intuition has given Mawson the answer. If Su Tang was to make a cruel abandonment, what she would leave behind was definitely not Lu Ping, from Su Tang's eyes, Mo Sen had already seen this resoluteness.

This made him appreciate Su Tang even more, although Su Tang's stay away from Lu Ping was a result he was very willing to see, but if this was really Su Tang's own choice, he would really be a little disappointed.

And now, what he saw from Su Tang was not only talent and hard work, but also excellent character.

All this, he hoped that Lu Ping could also see it. He hoped that Lu Pinglai would think about how much Su Tang had sacrificed for him, and he hoped that Lu Pinglai would think about what he should do to be good for Su Tang.

Mawson turned and looked straight at the roadside by the boulevard. Su Tang also realized at this time that Teacher Mo Sen's words were actually all for Lu Ping, she smiled, hid behind Mo Sen, and secretly made a grimace to Lu Ping on the side of the road.

"Hmm!" Lu Ping nodded vigorously, "Teacher Mo Sen taught. Su Tang, have you heard? You must continue to redouble your efforts, only in this way, when you are faced with this cruel bastard choice, can you have the strength to make the perfect choice, no matter what, never give up!"

Mo Sen's expression instantly became cold, and Lu Ping's solemn face seemed to him like a devil. He was wrong, he actually had illusions about Lu Ping's character, this guy who shamelessly dragged Su Tang for three years, and only knew how to absorb and didn't know how to pay, he had already made up his mind to entangle Su Tang to the death, right? He built his hopes on the destruction of Su Tang, and he was a completely despicable and shameless vampire and parasite.

Killing Intent!

This time, Mawson's heart really raised his killing intent. Does this despicable guy really think that everyone is helpless against him? No, it's just because everyone still has a glimmer of hope for him. But now, in Mo Sen's opinion, the tolerant school rules of the Wind Picking Academy are simply a waste to fall on this guy, and such a scumbag has no need to survive at all.

The killing intent is fleeting, and this time, the insects and birds were not alarmed.

Because this time Mawson really made up his mind, not just vented his anger. The killing intent was quickly hidden by him, he didn't plan to do it immediately, for the sake of Su Tang, he was determined to give Lu Ping a more decent way to die.

"Alright, you go. Mawson waved his hand and motioned for the two to leave.

"Teacher Mo Sen, the road from the window to this side ......" Su Tang mentioned this matter again.

"Then let's wait until he can pass this big test!" said Mawson.

"That's good, Mr. Xie Mosen. Su Tang happily jumped out of the flower garden. Mo Sen watched her and Lu Ping gradually walk away, turned around, looked at the water lily that was trampled into buns at his feet, and with a flick of his fingers, the buds had rolled away from the stems, leaving only the incisions in unison, oozing the red sap of the fire, like blood, soaked in the soil.