Chapter 09: Gold Rush in the Sands
One is for the combination of work and rest; the second is to go to crowded places to inquire more about the precautions in the sect, so as not to accidentally touch the forbidden area and provoke people who should not be provoked; The third is to satisfy one's own gossip and listen to others describe the vast world outside.
Wang Diandian has not been to any other place in his life, except for the village and Yuntian Sect. She is also young, and has countless yearnings and longings for the outside world, so occasionally she likes to listen to people from all over the world talk about the characteristics of their hometown.
Sometimes, those people disliked Wang Diandian's status as a miscellaneous disciple and were not allowed to approach, so she would pretend to pass by, and then pricked up her ears to listen.
"Okay, Xiao Rao, go in, I'll wait for you outside."
Seeing that Bai Rao was still going to speak, Wang nodded and quickly reached out to cover her mouth, urging Bai Rao to take advantage of Elder Fang's good mood and go in quickly.
Wang was a little worried for a while, and Fang Lao suddenly became unhappy and stopped Bai Rao outside, causing them to run away in vain.
After all, it is rumored that Fang Lao is uncertain, and few people have a good face under him.
Bai Rao shrugged his shoulders helplessly, took the opportunity to scratch Wang Diandian's itchy flesh, and quickly jumped into the Tibetan Academy when Diandian didn't react.
Inside, he stuck out his tongue and grimaced at Wang, who was stomping his feet in a hurry.
"Ahem"
Elder Fang suddenly coughed lightly at this moment, not knowing whether to warn Bai Rao or to say that the plot was unpleasant.
"Hello Elder Fang. I am a miscellaneous disciple of Yunxi Peak, I have practiced qi at the third level, and I need to go to the Tibetan Academy to receive the exercises, this is my token. ”
The moment she heard Elder Fang cough lightly, Bai Rao straightened her posture, took the token from her waist to prove her identity, and handed it to Elder Fang for inspection.
Fang Lao's gaze did not leave the notebook, he held the pipe in one hand, took a sharp puff, and then lightly exhaled layers of white smoke.
The white smoke drifted to Bai Rao, and she felt the urge to dissipate, but she still held back, holding her breath tightly and not inhaling the white smoke.
After a while, the smoke slowly dispersed, and Bai Rao took a deep breath of fresh air. However, the moment the air entered the tip of his nose, Bai Rao was very puzzled.
It stands to reason that there are people around smoking pipes, and even if the smoke clears, the smell doesn't disperse so quickly. But the air that Bai Rao inhaled was not mixed with any smoke smell, as if the old man in front of him who was spitting smoke rings did not exist.
Before Bai Rao could understand, Old Man Fang put the pipe back to his mouth, flicked his wrist twice, and took the token from Bai Rao's hand.
Flip through the token twice at will, keep staring at the notebook, and raise your eyes to quickly glance at Bai Rao twice. After making sure that there was no problem, he returned the token to Bai Rao and made a wave gesture to signal that she could pass.
"Thank you, Elder Fang." Bai Rao took back the identity token with both hands, and the other party always thanked him.
Fang Lao still didn't respond to her, flipped through the notebook, didn't flip it, and wiped it twice between his lips with his index finger, and then rubbed the page open, revealing a satisfied smile.
Seeing him so obsessed, Bai Rao couldn't help but be a little curious, what was Elder Fang looking at, she was also a lover of novels.
"Not leaving? There's no right technique, is there? ”
Fang Lao finished his cigarette and was about to light a new one, when he felt a shadow in front of him. Looking up, it was Bai Rao, who had not yet left, and couldn't help frowning.
"Sorry to interrupt."
Seeing that Old Fang spoke, Bai Rao hurriedly left, and forgot to ask about the book.
She still remembered that this old man was uncertain, and what could she do if she didn't leave and let her go back.
As a miscellaneous disciple, he could only find suitable exercises on the first floor of the Tibetan Academy. The outer door is the boundary of the second floor, and the inner door is the third floor.
After walking around the first floor twice, Bai Rao still didn't find the exercise he wanted. It's not a single attack, it's just defense, she wants to be able to defend and attack, otherwise she will be too passive in the face of danger.
However, the idea is beautiful, but the reality is cruel.
Miscellaneous disciples are naturally not worthy of touching high-level exercises, and the exercises that can defend and attack are all above the second floor, and Bai Rao cannot find them on the first floor alone.
Even if there are one or two low-level books that meet the needs, in this huge bookshelf, it is like panning for gold in the sand, which is really not easy.
It would be nice if the exercises could come out on their own, Bai Rao thought.
As soon as this thought sprung up, Bai Rao's heart throbbed, as if something upstairs was calling her, and as she got closer to the stairs on the second floor, the throbbing evolved more and more intensely.
Bai Rao glanced back at Elder Fang at the gate of the courtyard, he was still immersed in the book, and did not pay attention to the situation here.
Bai Rao looked at the stairs again, pursing his lips and thinking. It's just that before she could make a decision, Fang Lao's voice penetrated the bookshelf and went straight into Bai Rao's ears:
"Miscellaneous disciples obey the rules, don't try to go up, otherwise don't blame the old man for being polite."
"Who is Elder Fang talking about?"
Several miscellaneous disciples around looked at each other, obviously not understanding why Elder Fang would suddenly kindly remind them.
"I don't know, are there any miscellaneous disciples who want to go up to the second floor? Isn't there a standard floor for miscellaneous disciples, and there is no one at this staircase. ”
"Who knows, eighty percent of the old man Fang has a brain twitch again. Let's look for it quickly, in case he is in a bad mood and has to close the hospital, it will be uncomfortable to kick us all out. ”
"yes, don't worry about it so much, I finally have some free time. I also met that Fang Lao was in a good mood, so he quickly took the person away, and he might not have to enter next time. ”
These people came together, they were already miscellaneous disciples who were not talented, and their cultivation was still behind most of the miscellaneous disciples of the sect.
If you practice the Cultivation Method according to the normal time, then you don't have to face the strange temper of Fang Lao.
Because when there were many people, Elder Fang was troublesome and didn't want to go to the Tibetan Academy to take care of them, so they were all handed over to the inner disciples here, and if they made up later, they had to face Elder Fang.
In order to be brave in the face of Fang Lao, they have already made an appointment to go together. Of course, they also came with a kind of mind that there are more people, and it is not good for Fang Lao to drive people directly.
After several people got together and whispered a few times, they realized that Fang Lao was still there, and looked at the counter at the courtyard gate worriedly, and saw that Fang Lao didn't look at this side, so they scattered with peace of mind and continued to look for satisfactory exercises.
This is the opportunity to receive it for free, so they are carefully choosing the exercises that are most suitable for them.
And Bai Rao, who stopped on the bookshelf near the stairs, saw this and dispelled Fang Cai's idea that he was still hesitant and bad.
At this point, Bai Rao had no choice but to give up the throbbing. No way, who made her a good law-abiding boy. Besides, she had only had the slightest thought, and she had been warned before she could make a move.
It seems that although this old man's eyes are not here, his divine sense is always paying attention, and his strength should not be underestimated.
Don't look at the behavior that is freewheeling, but it is not the same as the brainless and arrogant eldest lady like An Dongmei, Fang Lao has enough ability to make these disciples surrender.
Bai Rao continued to pan for gold in the desert on the first floor, rummaging through books to find exercises that he could be slightly satisfied with.
However, at this time, on the third floor of the Tibetan Academy, there was a shiny exercise book that could not wait for the person it summoned to come up, so it had no choice but to struggle among the neatly arranged bookshelves by itself, trying to escape from the bookshelves that trapped it.
After a while, he finally broke free from the restraints, and when the crowd on the third floor couldn't notice, he flew away from the bookshelf with a "whoosh" and rushed in the direction of the first floor......