Seeing Wei Lai's displeasured expression, Yi Junzi thought that Qingyan disrespected his master, and looked at her reproachfully.

But she didn't seem to notice his eyes, and sat back in her seat.

"I heard that the Ding of Imprisonment is a rare good Ding, which can cook all kinds of delicacies, especially the round rice that is used to cook the black soil specialty of the cold land, which is particularly fragrant when cooked, with chewiness on the top, soft and glutinous and sweet in the middle, and crunchy like a pot below."

Qingyan recalled what Xinghuo said in the Quartet Realm, "I want to taste it. ”

Wei Lai: "......"

So this girl is planning to make rice to eat by borrowing the Ding of Confinement?

Zhongyi: "......"

Eat, eat, eat, why did Xiao Linshan have such a useless elder?

Kong Qun: "......"

Isn't cultivation more fragrant than rice?

No, why is this so familiar?

Kong Qun glared at Xinghuo again.

Doesn't this kid keep his mouth open? He finished telling all the secrets of the academy.

After sitting silently for a long time, Dunanxing finally broke the silence.

He looked at Wei Lai, "I want to taste it too."

Was she ignorant, or did she say it on purpose?

Wei Lai couldn't figure out Qingyan's mind for a while, and there was pressure from King Annan next to him.

It was difficult for him to ride a tiger, so he could only confess.

"The Peak of Imprisonment is in the forbidden place of the back mountain."

A forbidden place for piano painting?

Qingyan didn't know, but everyone else seemed to know.

"Your expressions are a little unhappy." Qingyan looked at Du Nanxing.

Obviously, I wanted to it at first, but when I heard about the forbidden place, I hesitated.

What is it about the Longtan Tiger's Den that scares these people like this?

Dunanxing didn't say a word, Qingyan looked at Kong Qun and hummed at him.

Kong Qun smiled and looked at Wei Lai again, guessing what his purpose was.

After thinking about it, I just felt that this inter-hospital exchange was a pit.

Wei Lai, the old immortal, planned it, and tricked them into working as coolies for him, for a while, for a while, for Zucong, and for a while in the forbidden land.

Is he really a fool?

Thinking of this, Kong Qun didn't help him hide his family ugliness.

"Elder Qingyan doesn't know that there is a strange beast lying in that place, and no one can approach it."

He said it so quickly that Wei Lai couldn't stop it.

Qingyan was puzzled: "You are all cultivators, it should be easy, right?"

"I ......"

Wei Lai didn't know what to say and was interrupted by Kong Qun.

"The beasts are so fierce that they can't even do it themselves." Kong Qun glanced at Wei Lai and Wei Yin.

There was some disdain in his eyes.

It's capable, the world's number one academy can't even handle the monsters it raises, so it's better to give them the place to scatter.

Zhongyi and Zhongzhi are also similar ideas.

Wei Lai saw that his cultivation was not low, he couldn't help it, it might be more troublesome.

Qingyan didn't ask any more questions, smashed his mouth, looked at the sunset in the west outside, and looked up at Congfeng.

"I'm a little hungry."

With a slight smile from the wind, he took out a bag of nuts and gave it to her.

This little thing is not enough to stuff the teeth, but Qingyan is idle and not hungry.

Du Nanxing secretly noted her preferences and looked coldly at the people around her.

Hmph, a hairy boy dares to fight with him.

Du Nanxing didn't know that he was not much different from Congfeng's age, but Congfeng's lips were red and his teeth were white, and he had the name of a disciple, and he was one generation behind, and he felt like he was very small.

There was no sound in the chamber for a moment.

The sound of biting on dried fruits is too prominent.

Click!

Click!

Click!

The pecans were bitten to a thin scale, and the meat and shells were mixed together.

Without the sense of accomplishment of the whole peeling, Qingyan clapped his hands and unhappily threw the thing back to Congfeng: "It's not delicious at all."

Accept the wind and silently put away the paper bag.

It's not delicious, and you're still done with it?

Although everyone present could see it clearly, the bag of pecans was only a crushed shell, and no one pointed it out.

Qingyan rinsed his mouth with tea, swallowed it directly after gargling, and then looked at Wei Lai.

"Anything else?"

Wei Lai was still worried about what she would do if she insisted on seeing the Peak of Confinement, and when she heard her meaning, she seemed to be leaving, so she quickly shook her head.

Let's go, let's go, let's go.

Qingyan sighed and stood up.

Kong Qun was a little nervous and looked at her reluctantly.

Don't go, you can't give up halfway, don't you want to cook fragrant white rice?

Zhongyi also doesn't want Qingyan to stop there.

This group of people seems to have acquiesced in one thing, only Qingyan is qualified to propose or borrow the Peak of Confinement.

Old Ancestor Cong and his party, although their elders had not witnessed Qingyan's strength with their own eyes, they could also know the general idea from the accounts of their respective disciples.

As the losers, Wu Xian and Sanliu's people certainly did not have the face to ask for such a "rude and scoundrel" to borrow.

As the winner, the piano painting won too weakly, a little disgraceful.

It stands to reason that when they learn that Qingyan is the real winner, they should announce the truth as soon as possible to maintain fairness and justice.

If he had known the truth at the time, Wei Lai would not have shown favoritism.

But after a day of delay, everyone knew the result, and then said that they were wrong, wouldn't they be laughed at by everyone.

Outsiders deliberately conceal it when they can't afford to lose the piano painting.

No matter how you interpret it, it will only get darker and darker.

Good things don't go out, bad things spread thousands of miles, if the academy is discredited because of this, won't he become a sinner through the ages.

The atmosphere was suddenly a little weird.

Qingyan glanced around, and finally his gaze fell on Wei Lai.

Wei Lai's heartbeat became faster when she saw it, and she didn't know when, and there was a cold sweat in her palms.

"Shall we go tomorrow?" Qingyan asked with a smile.

She wasn't obsessed with eating the rice cooked by Ding, but wanted to make sure that the Ding of Imprisonment had anything to do with the wind.

Wei Lai moved his mouth to refuse.

It can be seen that Qingyan seems to be careless, but in fact it is imperative, and he can only compromise.

Let's hope she's just borrowing it to cook a meal.

"The day after tomorrow may be a little better." Wei Lai suggested hesitantly.

Qingyan nodded, in agreement.

When she left with her disciples, Zhongyi and Kong Qun looked at Wei Lai in unison.

Zhongyi and Qingyan are one college, even if he doesn't agree now, he privately asks Qingyan girl to lobby, and he can't refuse.

Old man Kong is used to taking advantage, and he has no skin and no face, if he doesn't let them disperse, he may have to spread rumors everywhere.

It's better to be generous.

Wei Lai weighed it in his heart, and said with a smile: "Let's go together the day after tomorrow."

Anyway, there are strange beasts around.

Du Nanxing got up and said goodbye and left.

He didn't go back to the palace, but went to Qingyan's courtyard, but only saw Lan Shen and Sixing.

Lan Shen refused to tell Qingyan's whereabouts, and Si Xing didn't know again.

After waiting for half an hour and not seeing anyone, Du Nanxing explained his thoughts and left after a few words.

Qingyan left the council hall and walked around the Qin Painting Academy.

The people in the academy knew that she was the female elder of Wu Xian, and they were very polite and took the initiative to introduce her surroundings.

"Hey, Library." Qingyan pointed to the cliff in the distance with his chin.

The wind stopped behind her and looked up at the unique building embedded in the mountain.

The Qin and Painting Library Pavilion is far larger than Wu Xian, relying on the main peak of Cangshan Mountain, which is towering into the clouds, and the momentum is natural.

The stone strata rise up and stand majestically in the air.

Heavy eaves five ridges, bucket arches staggered, the roof ridge carved with all kinds of birds and beasts, lifelike.

The five-ridge and four-slope roof is the highest level of roofing.

A specification that can only be found in the royal family or the temple of saints.

Looking at the most majestic building in the Qin Painting Academy, Qingyan couldn't help but walk away.

Follow the wind.

Before they could get close to the main peak of Cangshan Mountain, they were stopped by a group of qin painting disciples.

The academy is a heavy place, and outsiders are not allowed to enter.

It was guarded so far away, which aroused Qingyan's interest in finding out.