"Brother Xu, after you get to the academy for a while, don't call me by name, just call me a pseudonym. As he spoke, Lu Sheng put a hooded black robe on himself.

"What?" Xu Yunshen turned his head and was startled, only to see a black rumbling figure standing in front of him.

If it weren't for the figure leading the way in front and urging him to leave quickly from time to time, Xu Yunshen wouldn't have recognized that this was Lu Sheng.

Lu Sheng saw Xu Yunshen's confusion through the covered mask, and said helplessly: "I don't know who lined up a list of geniuses who killed a thousand knives! No matter where I go, as long as my identity is exposed, there will be women and even men pestering me, which is really miserable." So I simply went out masked and kept a low profile. ”

Are you sure this won't be more high-profile??

Xu Yunshen pursed his lips, okay, it is true that his identity is hidden.

"Don't you think it's strange, you're the only ......one who wears like this when you walk," Xu Yunshen reminded him.

"Recently, some exotic guests have come to Datang, from the sea, and they are dressed like this. Lu Sheng didn't think so, and mocked Xu Yunshen with implication, telling him that you are lagging behind.

Xu Yunshen suddenly remembered that in the latest list he saw at Wu Gua at that time, Lu Sheng's kid was ranked in the top three.

It can be said that he is a masterpiece of the generation of young people, although this person doesn't seem to like to communicate with people very much.

But it's all Lu Sheng's own choice, whether he is cheerful or introverted, it can't affect this ...... Masked black-clad Outlanders are among the best of the younger generation.

went to the practice institute again, and along the way, Xu Yunshen actually felt a sense of homesickness. That subtle, complex emotion of anticipation and guilt bloomed under the gate of this ashram, and he stared silently at this flower of nothingness, without words.

"Why did it stop?"

Lu Sheng looked back inside and asked Xu Yunshen.

Xu Yun pondered deeply and said honestly: "I haven't thought about what to call you yet." Dog eggs, donkey eggs, braised eggs?"

"That's you!" Lu Sheng coughed, "Don't keep getting involved with the egg, and besides, call it a normal name." ”

"That's called ...... Ram Min. ”

"Don't think I don't know him!"

Xu Yun was deeply entangled in pain and spit out a sentence: "Chen Ruo?"

"That's the emperor, do you want to do something?"

Lu Sheng sighed, thought about the book he had read recently, and said, "You just call me Ruoyuan." ”

"Okay, weak mandarin duck. ”

"How do I feel weird?"

......

When he was about to arrive at the lecturer's office, Lu Sheng told Xu Yunshen to bow his head and admit his mistakes, stand up straight and be beaten, so as not to hinder his studies in the future.

Naturally, when he said this, he choked on himself again.

In terms of the future, he has just served as a chaplain parade, and he looks like a celebrity in front of the emperor;

How to think and how to frustrate.

Fortunately, Xu Yunshen hurriedly comforted: "I can't do it with my brain, I still have to study, right?"

The corners of Lu Sheng's mouth twitched

Next, I barely took this seriously.

But that's true!

Xu Yunshen recently felt that his brain was not enough. When he first came down the mountain, he was still ambitious, and he saw if he could make a pattern in the court. Obviously, what he thought was black was only useful when he bullied the little monk Luo Wuxin. As for the court, it really "hit" a pattern.

In a word, don't take your brains, and you'll be done recklessly.

The big aspects are not enough, but fortunately, Xu Yunshen is still relatively "gentle" - as long as others don't mess with him.

......

Now Xu Yunshen is preparing to be reprimanded by the Great Demon King Chen Bing.

He knocked on the door three times.

These three doors are good, not light, not heavy, not in a hurry. After retracting his palms and clasping his fingers, the knuckles collided with the silent wooden door.

While. This is the first tone.

The small wooden door, which has not been touched for 10,000 years, welcomed its first guest today. It is still immersed in the residual cold of winter, and it cannot extricate itself. This collision made it lazily get up and take a look: it turned out to be a visitor. It trembled and transmitted the peaceful sound waves through its body and into the room.

The room suddenly lit up with a light, and someone's eyes caught this light called "There is a visitor", and that person was Chen Bing.

While. This is the second tone.

The aftermath of the last blow had not subsided, and the vibrations swirled around the fingertips. Later, the guest twisted his waist and sent force, leaving no room for his intention to pour on his hands, fingers, bones, and even on the wooden door. The wooden door silently took the message, running it through his chest from the outside in.

The fierce and fiery emotion lit up a second beam of light in the room, shining straight on Chen Bing, who was sitting there.

While. This is the third tone.

The steady rhythm declares the inevitability of this percussion. There was no impatience on the visitor's face, just silence and determination, strength and shame. It was as if he had been saddled with an inescapable mission and was about to fight for it. With this kind of pent-up emotion, thousands of blocks, the visitors suddenly sounded this last alarm bell.

This sound is like the pathos of Beethoven's symphony of fate, like the collapse of a mountain torrent, like the backward flow of the sea. Mumen also knew that his mission was coming to an end, and the long wait for the interlude had brought its feelings to the top. Come on, friend!, the wooden door roared silently. It frantically snatched the sonic wave, tearing its body to shreds, and throwing the mission high into the air with all its might.

A third light shone into the room, causing a chain reaction. Beams of overwhelming light rushed into the room, squeezing each other, superimposing each other, turning into clusters of light, igniting the entire interior transparently.

The door opened.

In the light, a slender figure could be seen inside.

"The teacher is so ......," Xu Yunshen nodded lightly.

"Hello. Chen Bing also smiled back, but there was a condensed cold air around him, and he said softly:

"What do you mean by breaking down my door?"

“...... I'm sorry, teacher, I was just thinking about Dong

West, out of his mind. ”

......

Chen Bing had a headache, it turned out that this bald head was Xu Yunshen, who was absent from the first class.

If you are so high in cultivation, you can knock on other people's doors casually?

The first time you knock out a hole and stop, why do you change the position and continue to knock??

Did this child's brain go out and forget to take it with him???

"Say, what's wrong. Chen Bing held back the turbulent waves in his heart, and asked without waves on the surface.

Xu Yunshen suddenly gasped.

This standard starting style can make many male compatriots think about whether they should exist in this world from just a few breaths.

Fortunately, Yuzhongge wouldn't ask like this, Xu Yunshen smiled.

"What are you laughing at?" Chen Bing frowned and looked at Xu Yunshen.

Just now when he asked him a question, he looked at himself blankly, and suddenly smiled, which was really confusing.

It's still a little chilling.

Could it be that he is advancing rather than retreating? It's kind of interesting. Chen Bing felt that he had met a master—the kind of student who often violated discipline but repeatedly escaped punishment through a hippie smile.

He had never encountered this kind of student since the opening of the monastery, and he had only heard of such an extremely hateful existence in rumors.

See how I clean you up. Chen Bing picked up the tea next to him, brought it to his mouth and was about to drink it, when his eyes caught a glimpse of two sawdust floating on it, and put it down silently.

Chen Bing's anger value increased by one again.

"I was wrong for not being able to skip school. Xu Yunshen said honestly.

"Then why are you doing this?" Chen Bing plans to use his usual trick - breaking the casserole!

"Because I met an acquaintance. ”

"Who?"

"Lu Juntao. ”

"Oh...... She. ”

Chen Bing picked up the teacup again and wanted to drink it, but he put it down silently.

Lu Juntao, Lu Fuzi. Although she also taught at the monastery, she only held a vacant position and occasionally substituted for classes. Even so, Lu Juntao's popularity remains high. Now that this kid has moved out of her, does he want to use it as a shield?

In the cultivation institute, even if you are a member of the imperial court, it is not easy to do it, because it is self-contained. But if you are a well-known and outstanding person in the hospital, then you have to think twice.

Chen Bing looked coldly at Xu Yunshen, who was honestly smiling in front of him.

Xu Yunshen felt that the temperature of the air around him dropped slightly, although it was not cold, but he didn't know why.

When Lu Sheng came, he didn't talk to Xu Yunshen about this Chen Bing's ability, and one of the notable characteristics was that the worse the mood, the lower the control over cultivation, and he would unconsciously leak sideways.

And he practiced the ice path in the wild way, and the whole person would sometimes be cold, so he was called the "Ice Great Demon King" in private.

"Then will you do it again in the future?" Chen Bing asked abruptly.

Xu Yunshen's eyes lit up, and he immediately patted his chest and replied: "Absolutely not!" I just came back, and I don't know the rules here, so I skipped class. Now that you know, you will never do it again. I hope that the teacher will have a lot of Haihan. ”

Sure enough, a deception forced out your true purpose, Chen Bing chuckled, but he said it

There is some truth in it, and maybe you can consider it......

Chen Bing picked up the teacup and put it down with a dark face.

No light punishment!

The teacup on the table, with a layer of ice crystals forming inside.

......

Xu Yun walked out of the big circle with a bitter face.

The Great Circle is a huge circular building in the middle of the ashram, which was lazily named the Great Circle by a certain dean, but students still privately refer to this core building in the ashram as the ashram.

"How's it going?" Lu Sheng looked as if he had been waiting outside for a long time, and he was shivering a little from the cold.

Xu Yunshen shook his head, but nodded again.

"What do you mean?" Lu Sheng was puzzled.

"This course is gone, and there are also some punishment......s," Xu Yunshen scratched his head, "He punished me for picking a thousand catties of tea during the spring training." ”

？？？

Lu Sheng's black mask almost couldn't hide the doubts on his face.

"Why?"

"I don't know, maybe the tea in his office is not fragrant, and he doesn't drink it just by smelling it. ”

"The Great Demon Lord of Ice is so strange?"

"What's that called, stupid. Also, aren't you afraid that there will be too many people? Don't you see that there are a bunch of people staring at you here?"

Lu Sheng waved his hand disapprovingly, and said confidently: "As long as you can't see me, it's fine, there were a few people who talked to me just now, and I dared to respond directly." ”

"Lu... Ruoyuan, you have changed. ”

Xu Yun sighed deeply and thought to himself: This child was once a resolute introverted genius boy. Why did you become a stupid dog now? When you took him into a fight, you broke your brain?

Xu Yunshen hadn't noticed that the people around him were shrouded in something called the aura of reducing wisdom, and they were becoming more and more "upright".

(End of this chapter) I want to talk about "The First Holy Monk" with more like-minded people, follow " " on WeChat, talk about life, and find a confidant~