Chapter Twenty-Eight: If You Don't Want to Run, Don't Run
Lan Qianqian listened to this, her face was humble, but she couldn't help but be secretly refreshed in her heart.
It's a discerning one.
How could Song Yizhi's waste be compared to herself, sooner or later she would let the Fifth Elder see that she was better than Song Yizhi!
The new disciple Zhao Yiyi opened his mouth one by one, "That's it, the immortal cultivation world looks at talent and hard work, Qian Qian has talent and hard work, and she is no worse than Song Yizhi, I am more optimistic about Xi Qian!" ”
Several female cultivators surrounded Lan Qianqian, praising her one sentence after another.
Lan Qianqian smiled shyly, "Don't say that, Senior Sister Song is still very powerful, by the way, I'll bring you some snacks tomorrow, right?" ”
"Okay, good, Sissi's craftsmanship must be very good."
"I'm looking forward to it."
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Several female cultivators followed Lan Qianqian away, they laughed and played, and the words in their mouths gradually reached the cultivation, because they didn't notice that there was still a person lying behind the tree.
Song Yizhi was just pretending to sleep, and naturally heard the words of Lan Qianqian and her good sisters, and in this regard, she turned her head and went to sleep.
Afternoon.
The disciples gathered in the open space, and Rong Yueyuan stood at the front and spoke, "From now on, I will be literate in the school in the morning and practice basic skills in the afternoon. ”
The disciples responded.
Huaizhu waved his hand, and neatly stacked sandbags fell aside.
"Everyone runs around the square with sandbags tied to their feet, refining qi three times, building the foundation six times, Jindan nine circles, and Yuanying eighteen circles." Rong Yueyuan's gentle voice looked a little cruel under the scorching sun.
Song Yizhi raised his hand against his forehead to cover the sun.
Six laps, you're going to die, right?!
Feng Yi'an moved, and the other disciples of the demon world also took the initiative with them.
The rest of the people were not standing either, and one by one they walked over to tie sandbags.
Song Yizhi did not move.
Rong Yueyuan's fingers moved slightly, and the two sandbags were already tied to Song Yizhi's calves.
Song Yizhi tried to lift her legs, but she still underestimated the weight of the sandbag.
After working hard for a while, Song Yizhi's body swayed, but he just didn't take a step.
Chen Yao noticed that she was about to laugh at Song Yizhi when she saw the female cultivator next to her fall to the ground because of her excessive force and unstable center of gravity.
"Why is it so heavy?!" The nun who fell to the ground couldn't get up for a while.
Huaizhu glanced at Rong Yueyuan, and then bowed his head slightly and raised his voice to the disciples, "Remember the basic exercises, right?" ”
The disciples nodded, not knowing why.
Huaizhu spoke, "From now on, start running the exercises, running while exercising, when will you finish what class!" ”
!!
The new disciples looked desperate.
Song Yizhi silently ran the exercises, absorbed spiritual power and ran for a week, and finally returned to the dantian.
As the spiritual power flowed, the sandbags on the calves seemed to be a little lighter.
Song Yizhi tried to move a step, and as the exercises began to run, the spiritual power accumulated in his body faintly showed signs of breaking through the late stage of foundation building.
Song Yizhi stopped running the exercises at the moment, she stretched out her legs slowly, and moved half a step with great difficulty.
The disciples who began to operate the exercises to absorb spiritual power gradually got used to it, and in comparison, Song Yizhi stood out in a group of people.
Rong Yueyuan's gaze fell on Song Yizhi.
There are no spiritual power fluctuations, and she has no operation exercises.
He can move his feet with his own strength alone, and Song Yizhi's physique is incredible.
Rong Yueyuan thought that he still underestimated Song Yizhi.
When the disciples were almost used to it, Huaizhu opened his mouth and told them to run.
The thirty-nine disciples of the academy were running around the square with a diameter of 100 meters.
Song Yizhi turned a deaf ear, and moved at his own speed.
Huaizhu looked at the junior sister who was too conspicuous, and couldn't help but sigh.
Senior sister, can she still be saved?
Song Yizhi glanced up at the scorching sun overhead, moved directly to the outermost part step by step, and under Rong Yueyuan's gaze, he slowly walked towards the shady tree.
If she doesn't skip class at this time, then she won't be Song Yizhi!
Seeing Song Yizhi sitting lazy under the tree in the open, many people widened their eyes, and then went to look at Rong Yueyuan above, they subconsciously slowed down, wanting to see how Song Yizhi would be punished.
Although Mr. said that Song Yizhi was a rotten wood and had given up, this did not prevent them from wanting to see Song Yizhi punished!
Huaizhu glanced up at the sky, although he hated iron and steel, but his face did not show anything.
If the master knows, Yizhi will inevitably eat a meal of fried meat with bamboo shoots.
"Come here." Rong Yueyuan's gentle and calm voice sounded.
Looking at the noble Rong Yueyuan, many disciples felt a silent sense of oppression.
They had to pick up the pace.
Song Yizhi reluctantly got up and moved over slowly.
"Don't want to run?" Rong Yueyuan looked at the little girl with a broken face, but she didn't hate iron and steel.
If Song Yizhi obediently ran six laps, he would feel that there was a ghost.
Song Yizhi sat down straight to the side, she muttered, "Who is willing to run, I can't lift my feet with sandbags tied, and I am going to get sunburned under such a big sun!" ”
Rong Yueyuan looked at Song Yizhi with a wrinkled little face and looked at her quietly.
"Whoever likes to run runs, I don't run anyway!" Song Yizhi kicked his legs and leaned back, and the whole person was about to lie on the ground.
"Sit down." Rong Yueyuan spoke.
Song Yizhi reluctantly sat up, and under Rong Yueyuan's gaze, he withdrew his legs and put his hands on his knees.
"If you don't want to run, you don't run." Rong Yueyuan was not angry.
She can walk with only her own strength, and Song Yizhi's foundation doesn't need to think about how strong it is, even so, she won't run if she doesn't want to.
Huaizhu couldn't help but look sideways at Rong Yueyuan, she wanted to speak and stopped, and finally spoke, "Fifth Elder, I'm afraid it's not good to do this?" ”
If Yizhi doesn't want to run, he won't run, are the five elders too used to Yizhi?
Let's not talk about whether those disciples will shout that the five elders are biased again, if this is known to the master, I am afraid that the five elders will be preached by the master.
Rong Yueyuan spoke unhurriedly, "Do you think Song Yizhi will put a knife on her neck and threaten us to let her commit suicide first?" ”
Huaizhu: "......"
Fifth Elder, do you want to know Yizhi so well!
"She's not afraid of being embarrassed, and Changqiu Sect is afraid." Rong Yueyuan spoke slowly.
That's just as well.
The Changqiu Sect is a big sect anyway, if this is to let Yizhi make such a fuss, it is really not good, or the five elders are thoughtful.
Huaizhu was so persuaded.
Song Yizhi glanced at Rong Yueyuan, lowered his eyebrows, and said silently, "This person is a lotus root, full of heart and eyes." ”
Senior Sister Huaizhu is still too simple, and she was fooled in a few words.
"The pace is balanced, not too fast and not too slow." Rong Yueyuan's gentle and majestic voice sounded, "Wei Ling, don't be lazy if you're slow; Qiao Yuanyuan, adjust your breathing, don't rush for quick success, Lan Qianqian ......"
Almost all of the new disciples were named by Rong Yueyuan.
An hour later.
The last new disciple finished running, and this afternoon's class is over.
The new disciples sat on the ground with trembling legs, and Rao is Lan Qianqian was no exception.
The other disciples were not much better, they all seemed to have been fished out of the water, and they were embarrassed, and the chief disciples like Rao is Lu Li and Bei Xianyue were no exception.
The refreshing and clean Song Yizhi is in stark contrast to them.
Song Yizhi didn't bother to care what those disciples thought of herself, she followed Rong Yueyuan back.