Best little divine farmer

"So it is," Tang Yifan said with a smile.

"I'll be friends in the future. My name is yuwendong." Yuwendong cautiously stretched out his hand.

Tang Yifan also stretched out his hand and shook hands with Yu Wendong.

MiRu of course has its own mountain, but compared with other mountains, this mountain is desolate.

Other mountains are lush and fragrant, as if they were in danger.

However, on the top of MiRu's mountain, there are only a few trees and grass, which are all gravel, and perhaps the most spiritual place in the whole college.

The whole Xiandao academy, or Tiankeng, is shrouded in an array that can automatically absorb the aura of the outside world.

Therefore, the aura in the Tiankeng is extremely thick fog, but MiRu seems to avoid these. The poor aura is not as good as outside the Tiankeng.

Back on the mountain, there was nothing but MiRu's own hut.

"All right, disband." As soon as MiRu went back to her hill, she went into her cabin and took out a pot of wine.

Finish saying, rice such as heavily closed the door, leaving the face of Tang Yifan and others.

"What's the situation now? What are we going to do? " Yan Dahai widened his eyes and asked.

"Let's build a house first, or we won't even have a place to live." Lu Qingqing said with a smile.

It seems that no matter what the situation, Lu Qingqing is smiling.

"Now that it's decided, I won't go back." Leng Yu said coldly and went straight down the mountain.

"What are you doing?" Tang Yifan asked.

"Cut down trees and build houses." The cold jade still says coldly.

Tang Yifan and Yu Wendong look at each other, smile and go to help.

So, on the first day of school, all the students spent their time in laughter, busy meeting new friends.

And Tang Yifan cut down trees and built houses for half a day.

However, other teachers were surprised to hear that MiRu began to teach students again.

"I didn't expect that for so many years, MiRu still hasn't put it down."

This is a common word in the hearts of all teachers.

Late at night, Tang Yifan sat beside a fire, looking at the thin moon in the sky, not knowing what to say.

"Why don't we do a self introduction. Since no one left, we have to know each other when we look down and see each other." Yuwendong proposed.

No one else has a problem.

"Let's start with me. I'm from Xinting County, Quanlin Prefecture. My father used to be a student of Xiandao college. My name is Yu Wendong. I'm 27 years old and I'm a senior." Yuwendong said.

Tang Yifan threw a piece of firewood into the flame, and the second one said, "Tang Yifan, sanxiu, 26 years old, 11 steps of cultivation."

When Tang Yifan said his accomplishments, others were obviously surprised. They only knew that Tang Yifan's accomplishments were higher than theirs. They didn't expect that Tang Yifan had reached the eleventh level of accomplishments.

"My name is Lu Qingqing. Just call me Qingqing. I'm 16 years old, and I've got eight grades." Lu Qingqing said with a smile.

"Leng Yu, free from father and mother, is twenty years old and has nine levels of accomplishments." Leng Yu's name is just like her own. She always looks cold.

Yan Dahai quickly raised his hand, "and me, like Qingqing, I'm 16 years old, and I have nine levels of cultivation."

"Yes," Yu Wendong patted Yan Dahai's belly, "fat man, how do you practice so fast?"

Yan Dahai scratched his head, a embarrassed look, "in fact, I don't have how to practice, eat and drink, the realm came up."

Don't say this sentence is good, finish saying this sentence, Yan Dahai simply became five people inside the public enemy.

Other people's accomplishments are all made with their lives. Only Yan Dahai can eat, drink and drink. Even his martial arts skills are only one move!

A few people talk and laugh, they are familiar with each other.

"What shall we do? Do you want to build a house tomorrow? " Leng Yu suddenly asked.

Their houses haven't been built yet, so they have no place to live. They can only sleep on the street tonight.

"There's no way. Miss MiRu doesn't know what she's thinking." Yuwendong sighed and said.

Rice is like this. It's like she doesn't want to teach them.

"I heard something today," Yan Dahai said suddenly.

"What's the matter?" Lu Qingqing asked curiously.

Yan Dahai looks mysterious. "I've heard that Mr. MiRu hasn't taught students for a long time, almost 300 years!"

It's not a secret. You'll know it as soon as you ask in the college.

Tang Yifan pondered for a while, "I'm afraid, Miss MiRu is escaping."

"Why?" Lengyu stares at Tang Yifan and asks.

Tang Yifan shrugged, "how can I know, but I can see that Mr. MiRu is sick, both physically and psychologically."

As a doctor, Tang Yifan can see this.

In this way, everyone is silent. They don't want to practice alone in the college these days.

They entered Xiandao college just to find a good teacher to help them practice.

"Well, let's build the place we live in first. Let's have a look in a few days. If Mr. MiRu really doesn't care about us, I'll find a way." Tang Yifan said lightly.

Now they have no good ideas, and they can only agree.

The next day, all the students began to formally enter the cultivation. They wanted to reach the highest level in the 30 years of Xiandao college.

But Tang Yifan is still building houses. The students who pass by the barren mountains begin to laugh. They don't have to do anything about building houses. Other teachers have built houses long before the students come.

Tang Yifan, they don't care about other people's eyes, they still go their own way.

On this day, MiRu came out, all drunk, eyes drunk, or Tang Yifan took MiRu back to bed.

"Well, teacher, what do you want?" Tang Yifan said helplessly.

But at this time, Tang Yifan suddenly saw a picture on MiRu's wall.

There are eight people in the picture, the middle one, like MiRu. Mi Ru in the picture is like other teachers, with deep cultivation and high spirit.

The people around them look like dragons and phoenixes among the people. You can feel the momentum of the eight people just by looking at the pictures.

Compared with MiRu now, Tang Yifan really can't imagine what MiRu looked like when he was like in the picture. He would never look like a drunkard now.