Chapter 2 Qingmei Academy

Qingmei Academy is the only teaching and cultivation academy in Cangyue City that is opened by a sect, and it is also a branch of the Blood Moon Sect with great strength, surrounded by hundreds of cities, large and small, I heard that almost all of them are there, and even some large cities have no less than three courtyards. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

In addition to the elixir and herb martial arts in the development of the sect, various resources of the people are also an extremely important part, such as the ordinary eating, drinking, and Lazar have to use the lower courtyard, do some necessities have to be exchanged for the most precious yuan stone to them? Not to mention the rarity, even if there is a surplus, what is the use of exchanging it for those ordinary people who do not have spiritual treasures and cannot cultivate, for them, this is just a long, somewhat good-looking stone.

Therefore, all kinds of huge sects have to open large and small academies in major cities to recruit some powerful and wealthy disciples, and teach some low-level cultivation methods, firstly, to collect a lot of wealth, and secondly, if a talented disciple is discovered, it is a great fortune for the sect, and the replenishment of fresh blood is always the unchanging rule of the sect, of course, this is only a small number in ten thousand, and the blood that is really needed, the sect will send a search team every year to find and bring it back to cultivate.

The big sect will send some disciples whose strength is difficult to advance, or who are injured and disabled, to settle them in disguise, and secondly, to let their residual heat burn again, Qingmei Academy was born, but because of the remoteness of the region, there are only two teachers in the entire academy, one is the dean, and the other is the vice president of course.

Su Baichuan spent a lot of money to let his demented son enter Qingmei Academy, just because Xi Yunhan said that his son had a spiritual treasure in his body and could cultivate, maybe in this case, he could open up the blood in his brain and become clear, which was the best news Su Baichuan had heard over the years.

For the sake of his son, he can give everything, you must know that there are only fifty disciples enrolled in the entire Qingmei Academy now, and most of them either do not have the so-called spirit storage room for storing Yuan power, or they can't afford to pay the high tuition, but fortunately, Su Baichuan is very rich.

In the same city, what is the situation of the famous wealthy businessman Su family, I am afraid that everyone who walks the streets and alleys knows that it is not surprising that when Su Li entered the academy, he was greeted by all kinds of mockery and teasing by his classmates, just because he was a fool.

Every day watching his son go home with a disgraced face and still smiling silly, Su Baichuan's heart seemed to be cut by a knife, what could he do, Qingmei Academy is the last hope to save his son, and even he spent a lot of money to find two deans to help him in private, but unfortunately they can't do anything, just say that if they are around this circle for a long time, maybe there will be a day when they can get their thoughts out.

This can be regarded as a comfort in disguise, Su Baichuan understands, especially under Xi Yunhan's explanation, he knows that these two so-called deans are not having an easy time, they were brushed down from above, and they have no strength or ability to help their sons.

After a long time, who will compete with a fool, isn't that an idle egg hurt, it is better to grasp the cultivation with this kung fu, in case he performs well and is recommended to the sect by the dean, it will be a fish leaping into the dragon abyss.

Of course, when the cultivation is boring, he will still find Su Li to play tricks to relieve his fatigue, but most of the time Su Li acts as everyone's free servant, sweeping the courtyard and mopping the floor, making tea and pouring water, etc.

Su Baichuan understands, but he is also powerless, because he is still holding on to that slim hope, his son is distressed, but this distress is built in the future, I only hope that he will not be there in the future, these high-ranking classmates can see the old love and don't help him, his purpose is to let Su Li leave an impression in everyone's minds, and he is familiar, in case there is that kind-hearted, in the future, his son can help in trouble, he can burn high incense.

Su Li also integrated his intermittent memories, and had to sigh at the suffering suffered by this body in the past, if I remember correctly, Wang Yan, who tricked himself into going up to the tree to pick the rain and dew that fell on the top of the tree, and could help his father get rid of the cold in his body, is now also at ease in the academy.

It's a pity that I was struck by lightning, and none of my classmates and teachers have visited me for more than a year...... Ahem, I'm back.

Seeing that his son didn't speak, Su Baichuan took out a beautifully packaged sandalwood box from his arms and put it on the table, and pushed it in front of Su Li.

"Dad doesn't know how to cultivate, but listen to what your Uncle Yun Han said, the most important thing for you now is to activate the vitality in your blood, this hundred-year-old ginseng was obtained by Dad with great difficulty, and you use it, whether it is for your cultivation or the current recovery of your body. ā€

He respects his son's choice, whether he stays at home or chooses to continue to return to Qingmei Academy, but after hearing Yun Han say that Su Li has recently reviewed the booklet issued by the Academy, I am afraid he has already made up his mind, in fact, as long as he is happy, thinking too much has become a burden.

Su Li looked at the sandalwood box, and was indescribably moved in his heart, I am afraid that the only person in front of him can think about himself wholeheartedly in this life and this life.

Su Li's eyes were slightly red, as if he had seen the old dean in his previous life, and he opened his arms and directly gave Su Baichuan a big hug.

"Thank you, Dad!"

"You kid-" Su Baichuan's eyes were also red, a little funny, but more of a touch he had never experienced before, this feeling made him hold back the tears that were about to fall, and now he would not hesitate for a moment even if he was to die immediately.

The father and son happily ate lunch, Su Li came to the back garden to start the digestion journey of the past, and the monkey followed behind with a smile on his face holding the ginseng box.

Spring is always the most beautiful, whether it is the pleasant scenery around or the warm fragrant breeze, it makes Su Li feel refreshed, and after teasing the fish in the pond for a while, he walked to the room, on the one hand, he was allergic to water, and on the other hand, he was really worried that the monkey's face would laugh.

After eating, it should be a nap, but today's Su Li is not sleepy, but looks at the two books on the desk, one is called "Lingzhou Strange Chronicles", telling all kinds of legends on this continent, Su Li has almost often hugged it to sleep in the past two months, because the things recorded in it are too interesting, too attractive, anecdotes, all kinds of big demon portraits, no worse than the "Classic of Mountains and Seas" and "Liao Zhai" that have been turned over in his previous life, and because of this, he has become more and more curious about this world.

After turning the last page, Su Li was still a little unsatisfied, it seemed that if he wanted to understand the world in more detail, he still had to go to the academy, where the library collection was very rich.

After thinking about it, Su Li stopped his gaze on another book, the entire cover of this book showed a kind of blood red, and a big blood word appeared on it, this is the only cultivation book that each student can take home, but unfortunately what is recorded on it is only the mental method of the first three layers of the blood realm, but looking at the yellowed traces of Harazi in each corner of the book, Su Li sighed helplessly.

"Tyrannical creatures!"