Junior sister, she cultivates the way of life

Chapter 14 Homework
Fu Zhu's trip only took three days, she turned back to her seat by the window, and before the stool was warm, she met Zhou Tanyi's handsome and distinct face.

"Little junior sister is back?" He smiled and cared.

Fuzhu nodded hesitantly.

I always feel that Brother Zhou's smile is a bit malicious.

"It's good to come back, this is the homework you have left behind these days, and I have brought it to you."

"Thank you, Senior Brother Zhou." Fu Zhu stretched out a hand, ready to pick it up, but Zhou Tan raised his chin, signaling her to extend her hands.

"?"

Fuzhu stretched out both hands, and Zhou Tanzhi took out the stack of papers from behind.

"This...is all my homework that I have missed these days?" Isn't it really everyone's homework?

Zhou Tanzhi said: "This is only a part of it. I have already asked my junior brother to help you move to the residence for the rest. You can see it later when you go back."

"??"

Fuzhu only felt that his eyes were dark, and he was a little dizzy.

Zhou Tanzhi supported her, and asked with concern, "Is Junior Sister alright?"

The talisman almost squeezed out the word "nothing" from between the teeth, forcing a smile.

"By the way, senior brother, why is no one here at this hour?" I almost thought I went to the wrong class.

"Oh, that's how it happened." Seeing that the talisman had stabilized, Zhou Tanzhi let go of his hand and patted his wrinkled sleeves, "It's going to be the autumn hunting soon, and the elders decided to suspend the thirteen history courses first. , the new disciples concentrate on drawing Qi into the body, so that they can participate in the autumn hunting activities with the teacher. After the autumn hunting is over, the course will be re-opened."

"Junior Sister, during this period of time, you can read more of the Thirteen Histories by yourself. I have already found all the relevant books for you. I have also annotated some of the more obscure places. It is relatively easy to learn. Easy."

Only then did Fu Zhu remember that soon there will be the annual autumn hunting event in the sect, she didn't participate last year, so she forgot about it.

The so-called hunting autumn actually refers to the sword sect disciples randomly teleporting to the Mengyuan Secret Realm through the water environment, hunting evil monsters, repairing cracks, and finally ranking based on the number of repaired cracks.

Mengyuan Secret Realm was a place that popped up suddenly ten years ago. Every autumn, a large number of evil spirits would tear through the secret realm and escape from the gap.

Later, the disciples of Jianzong discovered that after hunting the evil demon inside, a transparent cicada feather as thin as a cicada's wing would drop, which could be used to repair the cracks in the autumn secret realm.

No one knows this kind of cicada feather, and it has no other use except for repairing cracks, so it was named Qiu Chanyu.

"It's more than a month away from Lieqiu, can all those new disciples be induced into the body?" Fu Zhu asked.

Although these disciples have good qualifications, everyone's cultivation speed is uneven. Who can guarantee that they will all reach the Qi training period before Lieqiu?

"Besides, there are many dangers in the Mengyuan Secret Realm. Entering during the Qi training period is different from a sheep entering a tiger's mouth..."

Zhou Tanzhi knew that Fuzhu was worried about the safety of his juniors and sisters, but this time the rules of the autumn hunt have been changed, so it would be better to let the juniors and sisters go to open their eyes.

"They don't need to hunt monsters, they just pick up the autumn feathers and repair the cracks."

This is more or less the same, Fu Zhu thought.

However, they didn't need to hunt monsters, so who would hand over the hard work of hunting monsters?

Zhou Tanzhi grew up watching Fuzhu since he was a child, and when he saw her frowning, he knew what she wanted to ask.

"This time hunting autumn, a group of six people, led by senior brothers and sisters, although it is a free team formation, spiritual roots, and cultivation level are not limited, but it is best to have all the five elements of spiritual roots in each group, and there must be a golden elixir The situation is overwhelming."

Fuzhu understood.

Looking eagerly at Zhou Tanzhi, it was a matter of course, "Brother, then I will be on your team." There is no need to worry about the team members.

Brother Zhou will naturally find a good one.

"Junior sister, you know, senior brother has always been very popular in the entire Jianzong."

Zhou Tanzhi patted her on the shoulder, and said earnestly, "This time Lieqiu junior sister has to work hard on her own, and the senior brother has already formed a team."

Moreover, the two freshmen in his team are not bad, and the Qianhua swordsmanship that he just learned has already played well.

The talisman is like an eggplant that has been beaten by frost.

She only went down the mountain for three days, why does it feel like the world has changed?
"There is still more than a month before Lieqiu. Junior sisters can slowly think about team formation, but the study must not be left behind. You don't want to lose face in front of juniors and sisters, do you?"

"..."

Very good, Senior Brother Zhou successfully grasped her lifeline.

Fuzhu took her homework and went back to her small courtyard.

Although she attends classes with new disciples, she has her own separate residence, so she doesn't have to be crowded with others.

The window is wide open, and from a distance, you can see the mountain of letters on the table, and a stack of papers similar to what she is holding in her hand.

She had just taken two steps when the wind blew the top paper onto her face.

Fuzhu took off the paper covering his face in a good-tempered manner, and what caught his eye was a few vermilion characters, the after-school exercises for the first lesson of the Thirteen History of Jianzhen.

Take two more steps, and there is a blank sheet of paper lying under your feet.

After picking it up, there were similar words written on the back.

I knew I wouldn't pick it up!

Which brother gave me the homework? It was placed in front of the window without closing the window or pressing it with a book.

Inside the Sutra Pavilion, a disciple wearing a snow-white cassock couldn't help but sneezed. With a flick of his sleeve, the doors and windows were swished shut.

Where did the evil wind come from, it chilled him.

Taking a closer look, I have copied half of the exercises, and the ink is stained all over them, so I have to copy them again.

After finally picking up the papers in the yard, Fuzhu opened a book, ready to study seriously, and first did the homework left by Senior Brother Zhou.

There were small crashing sounds from outside, sometimes rattling, sometimes swishing, and Fuzhu raised his hand to cover his ears to block out the noise.

"Wow--" The tree is full of flowers and flowers are flying.

A sword energy from the next door fell from the sky and chopped off several pieces of the acacia tree in her courtyard. The sword energy shook the tree and the acacia tree fell like pink feathers all over the sky.

"Ah Choo..." Fu Zhu touched his nose, feeling a little itchy, and sneezed several times uncontrollably.

Whose sword energy is flying around?

I could vaguely hear the conversation on the other side, "Brother Zhu, your Qianhua swordsmanship is really superb!"

Zhu Qingyi touched her nose, feeling a little embarrassed by the praise.

"I'm not very proficient at mastering it yet. I don't know whether it will hurt anyone or not, even if it splits the tree next door."

"We have been practicing sword here for two days, and there is no movement on the other side. It is estimated that no one lives there."

"If you're really worried, I'll climb the wall to see what happened to the tree opposite..."

The talisman raised his hand and cast a barrier to block the movement outside.

On the other side, the person climbed up the wall with great difficulty, but it was covered with fog, "Hey, why can't I see anything clearly? What about the silk tree, it was there before..."

It doesn't make sense, such a big acacia tree with luxuriant branches and leaves won't be turned into dust by Brother Zhu's sword energy, right?

Zhu Qingyi heard him muttering on the wall, didn't know what to say, struggled for a while, and climbed up the wall.

It was a vast expanse of whiteness, and only a little bit of pink could be seen between the mist and mist.

Fortunately, fortunately, no one chopped off the silk tree.

(End of this chapter)