After taking the stage and receiving the materials, the six people were separated from each other.

The formation is a typical insider's doorway, and the layman looks at the excitement, and the students in the audience can feel the fluctuations of the mysterious qi in the air, but they can't understand the meaning of each step until the formation is completed.

Zi Yunchen sat on the tutor's seat, leaning lazily on the back of the chair, a pair of deep purple eyes locked on Luo Qingyin's figure.

She stood in the middle of the formation, wearing a red robe swaying in the wind, wanton and passionate, her ink-colored hair was pulled into a phoenix bun, surrounded by a circle of delicate petals, adding a bit of gorgeousness to the coldness.

Her posture is seductive, but cold as a sword.

The corners of Zi Yunchen's lips flashed with interest, watching her reckless and precise movements, capturing every subtle expression on her face.

The corners of her lips were hooked, her left palm stretched forward slightly elegantly, and her fingers popped out of Xuanjing's neat ......

When she looked around, she looked forward to Shenfei, and when she focused on thinking, she was not shocked...... When you stand still, it is as quiet as a breeze blowing through the lake, and when you lift your feet, you are as light as the falling cherry blossoms......

The earth stood before him.

I don't know when it began, maybe it was her cold and calm when we met for the first time, maybe it was her clumsiness when she made tea for the first time, or maybe it was her firmness in the face of all difficulties...... He was aroused in the softest part of his heart, and gradually turned into mellow wine in the fermentation.

I just want to round her, knead her flat, want to stuff her into my heart, and completely integrate with myself.

As his thoughts flew, the students in the audience burst into applause, and he came back to his senses, and the corners of his lips couldn't help but hook up a charming smile.

Luo Qingyin, formation!

Luo Qingyin, 100% completion!

Looking at it, the other students were basically only halfway completed.

First, there is no suspense.

Luo Qingyin jumped off the test platform, saluted Hua Qianye in the mentor's seat, and then returned to the waiting platform and sat down.

The eyes of the new and old students on the waiting stage focused on her.

Luo Qingyin turned a blind eye and continued to close his eyes to recuperate.

After a while, Jimo unintentionally completed the formation, and drew a gourd to salute Hua Qianye.

Suddenly, everyone's eyes in the square were focused on Hua Qianye, the tutor they once thought was incompetent in teaching.

From the much-publicized confinement to the well-known library of punishable copying, he doesn't seem to have done anything meaningful.

But now, the truth is slapping in the face.

Both of his students learned to set up the formation in three months, and they also managed to defeat the old students!

Looking at Xuanfeng Academy, which tutor can do it?

It's incredible.

In the midst of all the speculation, envy, and expectation, Hua Qianye raised the corners of his lips and showed a warm smile.

With his smile, the world seems to brighten, and people can't help but want to indulge in his smile.

The first and second places in the formation were won by the new students, and there was no suspense about the victory or defeat between the new and old students.

In the pleasant smile of the Jinkaku teacher, the second item soon began.

The second item is refining.

The refining tool requires the dual attributes of fire and gold, and it also needs a large number of utensils and materials, and the techniques are complicated, which is much more troublesome than alchemy, not to mention new students, even if they are old students, they can only refine garbage if they are not careful.

Luo Qingyin had no metallicness, and was destined to have no chance with the refining weapon, so he didn't pay attention, and closed his eyes to recover the divine consciousness consumed by the array little by little.

Mao Dun Literature