The senior brother sitting at the window of the precept hall and Jiang Yanlu stared wide-eyed.

The disciples of the Taixuan Sword Sect couldn't wait not to enter the precept hall once in their lives.

Jiang Yanlu is good.

Take this as your home, leave in the morning, and come back after class at noon.

Jiang Yanlu took a few steps forward and smiled at the senior brother in charge who had a somewhat sluggish expression in the window: "Hello, senior brother." ”

She reached out and took the ticket.

There is even a hint of urgency in the action.

It's exactly the same look he looks when he goes to the dining hall to eat.

Senior Steward: "......"

He handed the ticket to Jiang Yanlu, put away the nonsense in his head, and said in accordance with the rules and procedures:

"Article 440 of the Taixuan Sword Sect's rules, those who moderately damage the property of the sect will be fined forty spirit stones, and they will be considered for five hours in the precept hall, and a thousand-character repentance book."

"Before Senior Sister Jiang leaves the Discipline Hall, don't forget to hand over the spirit stone and the letter of repentance here."

Jiang Yanlu nodded politely, turned his head and ran to the inner hall.

Senior Brother Steward looked at the person who was about to turn into the inner hall in a few steps, and hurriedly poked his head out of the window, and shouted urgently: "Senior Sister Jiang, please wait a minute!" ”

Jiang Yanlu was forced to stop.

She turned around, her face full of doubts: "Is there anything else going on with Senior Brother?" ”

It's okay, she's going to go in and cultivate.

The steward's composure was not much left in front of Jiang Yanlu.

He cleared his throat, "Wait for one more person." ”

As soon as the words fell, a slender figure walked in from the entrance of the hall.

Jiang Yanlu looked at the past fixedly, a little surprised.

Why is the little junior brother here?

She took the initiative to speak and greeted the other party: "Little junior brother." ”

Qi Yue smiled shyly at this white-skinned, red-lipped, harmless face, "Senior sister, senior brother." ”

Senior Brother Steward handed Qi Yue a wooden penalty card identical to Jiang Yanlu and repeated what he had just said.

And then the same two people:

"The damage to the dwelling was caused by a fight between the two of you, and you should be punished together."

"Remember, the confession book shall not be plagiarized, and if the repetition rate reaches 30%, it will be judged to be plagiarized."

"Also, if there is a fight again in the hall, the punishment is to be increased by the whip once."

This time the corresponding hall is slightly different from the last one.

Jiang Yanlu sat in front of the desk, glanced at the pen, ink, paper and inkstone on it, and stuck the ticket into the groove on the side, and his movements were familiar.

She didn't delay too much time anymore, closed her eyes intently, and quickly entered the cultivation state.

The aura around her was almost rolled into a whirlpool, all of which surged towards Jiang Yanlu, warming the meridians of her whole body.

The five-hour punishment was about to end, Jiang Yanlu opened his eyes and exhaled lightly.

She felt that the aura in her body was already abundant enough.

If there is no accident, she will be able to break through the foundation building in these two days and enter the realm of enlightenment again!

Looking at the paper that was still blank on the desk, Jiang Yanlu picked up the brush on the side and dipped it in the ink plaster.

Then after a moment of contemplation, he waved like a shooting star.

As a 985 master's and doctoral student, Jiang Yanlu began to publish papers not long after he entered the school from the first year of graduate school.

Tens of thousands of words of academic essays are not a problem, let alone confessions of only 1,000 words today.

In just a few moments, the paper was covered with majestic calligraphy.

At the same time, Qi Yue, who was sitting in front of the desk opposite her, was also writing hard.

He felt that his resentment was heavier than the fierce demons suppressed in the Hundred Demon Caves.

Qi Yue doesn't need to cultivate, he only needs to be in a place with abundant spiritual energy and ensure enough sleep, so that he can repair his soul and restore his cultivation.

He woke up after sleeping for more than four hours, and when he saw the blank paper in front of him, he reacted for a while before he remembered that he still had a letter of regret that he hadn't written!

If it weren't for Jiang Yanlu.

Why should he suffer such humiliation here!

When he unravels the contract of life and death, he must dismantle this woman in eight pieces in order to relieve the hatred in his heart!

One of the two is angry, and the other is angry, without the slightest remorse.

In the end, Qi Yue completed the confession almost at the same time as Jiang Yanlu.

There were two soft "clicks", and the ticket was "spit out" from the groove.

The penalty time ends.

Jiang Yanlu put down the brush and pulled out the wooden ticket.

Accurately controlling time and not wasting every moment is one of the necessary skills to be a volume king!

By this time it was already dark.

The lights of the ever-bright lamps illuminate the long, narrow aisles of the inner hall.

Walking out of the precept hall, Jiang Yanlu asked Qi Yue.

"Little junior brother, has your residence been repaired?"

The hibiscus tree is blown by the night breeze and drops a few leaves full of aura.

Qi Yue had stabilized his mood.

He stretched out his hand to brush off the fallen leaves on his shoulder, shook his head, and replied obediently:

"No, the old man of Jinque Hall said that the materials to be used in the repair are currently no longer available in the sect, and he needs to go down the mountain to buy them, and it will be repaired in a few days."

Jiang Yanlu pondered for a moment and said to him:

"There is still an idle house in my Qinglu Garden, why don't you go to me for a few days first, and then move back when your residence is repaired."

Let the little junior brother sleep in a room with a hole, she can't bear to be a senior sister.

Qi Yue thought the same way.

He is a dignified Demon Venerable, how can he live in a house with a hole in it?

Qi Yue's eyelids drooped, and his face was a little shy: "Thank you, senior sister, you are so good." ”

Qinglu Garden is full of white magnolias.

As soon as Qi Yue approached, he smelled a strong fragrance of flowers.

"Senior sister likes flowers?" Qi Yue deliberately picked a topic, wanting to take the opportunity to get closer to Jiang Yanlu.

He said against his will: "I like flowers too." ”

Jiang Yanlu's eyes fell on the magnolia flower, and the next moment when Qi Yue spoke, he shook his head: "I don't like it."

Qi Yue: "......"

He really got along with this woman!

Jiang Yanlu looked at the blooming magnolia in the yard silently.

The petals that had absorbed the aura shone with a glowing white light.

When she was still controlled by the plot in the book, she always took Xiao Jue's likes and dislikes as her own likes and dislikes.

By chance, she learned that Xiao Jue liked Magnolia.

So I specially calculated the season, went down the mountain to buy a lot of magnolia seeds, planted them in Qinglu Garden, and carefully cultivated them every day.

But the one who really likes magnolia flowers is the heroine Yun Qing in the book.

Xiao Jue likes to watch her take care of the magnolia flowers in the flower garden every day.

It's just through her shadow to miss Yun Qing.

When Jiang Yanlu was reading books back then, he didn't like Xiao Jue, the sanctimonious male protagonist, very much.

If he hadn't taken the initiative to provoke the female partner at the beginning, as a personal disciple of Xuanqing Zhenjun and a genius of Heavenly Spirit Root cultivation, why would he give up a good future and become a stand-in.

In the end, he ended up with a self-destructing Yuan Dan.

Thinking of this, Jiang Yanlu raised his hand and twisted the trick and pulled out all the magnolias in Qinglu Garden.

Looking at the bare patch in front of him, Jiang Yanlu nodded with satisfaction: "It looks much more comfortable." ”

Qi Yue: "......"