In the end, almost everyone believed it.

Many of the female students of the Formation Pavilion cried.

That's their most respected and beloved teacher, they have guarded it for so many years, how can he be taken away from his innocence by a new student?

On this day, no matter where Hua Qianye went, he was very depressed by the strange gaze.

Many people looked at him with strange eyes, seemed to be sympathetic, and seemed to gloat, and some even looked at his neck and wrists vaguely, wanting to confirm whether there were any **** marks left last night...... If it weren't for his gentleness and detachment, I'm afraid that some students would have come forward to ask him what he was like.

It wasn't until he was summoned by the Pavilion Master that he understood what was going on.

The Pavilion Master couldn't stop the menacing gossip, worried that he would be angry, and comforted: "The student is inevitably innocent, and he doesn't know how to distinguish the true from the false, I will calm down as soon as possible, don't take it too seriously." ”

Hua Qianye didn't laugh angrily: "The rumors stop at the wise, why care?" If the students are too idle, why not slap them a few more times when Luo Qingyin and Jimo come out? ”

"Uh......" The teachers of the Array Pavilion looked at each other, there is a lot of competition between the three pavilions on weekdays, and it is inevitable that there will be comparisons after the new students are enrolled, shouldn't they be unanimous to the outside world? What is infighting?

The Pavilion Master said lightly: "It's okay, the internal fighting doesn't end, even if it doesn't end externally, it won't work together." ”

No matter what they thought, confinement was an excellent thing for Luo Qingyin.

Because, she got a quiet time, she didn't have to be watched like a golden monkey, and she didn't have to be vigilant about the revenge of Feng Tong, Ye Feiyan and He Qingwu from time to time.

Picking out three formation books, Luo Qingyin marked out all the same knowledge described in each formation book, studied it slowly, and memorized it in his heart.

There is no doubt that the same knowledge in every book is the root of the formation.

As long as she understands the fundamentals, she believes that everything is clear!

The ink monkey hooked his tail to the tree, and while swinging, he looked at Luo Qingyin, who was reading carefully in the study.

I have to say that Hua Qianye knows all five elements, and he does have some attainments in formation.

But this small formation against rookies in the yard can be broken with its claws.

Only, it doesn't tell her.

Licking its paws, it jumped on Lei Yan, who was sleeping in the grass, and crushed it with his foot: "Bald dog, go with your grandfather, squeak." ”

Lei Yan raised his eyelids and lowered them again: "The old man wants to sleep." ”

The ink monkey threatened: "If you sleep again, you will be lifted off the cliff!" ”

Luo Qingyin heard the voice and raised his head from the bookcase: "Don't think about leaving either, break the monkey into the Three Saints and Three Demon Dings to make wine; Lei Yan, you sorted out the things that the Broken Monkey brought back from the Valley of Trials. ”

The ink monkey and Lei Yan wailed at the same time.

From the morning to the afternoon, Luo Qingyin felt that after having some experience, he closed the book and walked into the courtyard.

Looking at it again, the outline of the formation faintly flashed.

Luo Qingyin tentatively raised her hand and slapped a falling flower palm, as she expected, as soon as the palm went down, it was like hitting the wall, and it bounced back!

Swinging a sword, it still doesn't work.

Change positions and try again.

Still won't work.

After trying six or seven possible key positions in a row and finding nothing, Luo Qingyin finally understood how difficult it was for Hua Qianye to step out of the courtyard.

What seems to be an ordinary yard is actually more difficult than a maze.

It's fine that this situation lasts for a day or two, but if it lasts for ten days and a half months or even a year and a half, sooner or later you will go crazy!

Mao Dun Literature