Genius Alchemist

Under the guidance of Shen Qingling, they can already steam rice, but cooking is still very reluctantly.

The rice was already steamed. Shen Qingling went to the kitchen to cook. After serving the last dish, when he sat down, he saw that Mo Feng and his four people were staring at themselves.

She explained it funny.

When they heard that those people in Nanting were poisoned by poison powder, and that the poison powder was refined by Shen Qingling, their expression was even more shocked.

"Ling Qing, you've made Nanting's gang lose face today. They won't let you go easily. Try not to take out the poisonous powder in the future."

Although they were angry, Mo Feng was more worried.

Nanting will report everything he does. He will not give up easily.

……

Ten days later, a group of people stopped at the gate of the outer garden.

"Go and kick the door!" Nan Ting said fiercely. His rash had been eliminated, but he would not forget the shame of that day!

He kept an eye and asked the doctor, but the doctor said they were ordinary rashes, but Nanting always didn't believe it.

The boy named by him looked bitter for a moment. Ha ha: "brother Nan, what if the rash on that boy hasn't been eliminated? Why don't we come back later?"

The feeling of collapse, they don't want to try again.

"Go!"

Nanting kicked the boy's ass angrily.

Promising!

Although the boy was afraid, he didn't dare to listen to Nanting's words. He had to harden his head, go up the steps and knock on the door, but his steps were very slow. He hesitated and vino looked even more angry: "hurry up!"

I'm afraid of a specially recruited student. If I tell you, will they still be in Tianlan college!

The boy gritted his teeth and kicked the door. Just then, the door opened from inside.

The boy confiscated it and fell a horse, which hurt.

Shen Qingling leaned half against the door panel and looked at the boy whining playfully.

A group of people who followed Nanting retreated silently when they saw Shen Qingling.

They felt itchy at the sight of her.

"One by one, what are you doing standing there? Go up and teach that boy a lesson!"

Nanting was so angry that smoke came from his head.

A group of people hesitated and shivered: "brother Nan, either... Or forget it."

"Give it to me!" Nan Ting felt that he had to be angry with his useless men first.

A group of people cheered up, closed their eyes and rushed towards Shen Qingling.

Shen Qingling pretended to be afraid and hid aside. As soon as he raised his arm, his sleeve slipped to his arm, and the white powder floated into the air.

The previous scene in the square was staged again. The teenagers looked at the red dots on Shen Qingling's arm and almost didn't cry.

It's really not good yet!

The South Pavilion was far away, so it was all right. He stared at Shen Qingling with sharp eyes and inquired: "Why are you all right?"

Other people are itching to death, but Shen Qingling is light and light. This is what Nanting doesn't understand.

"Ling Qing is an old problem. She will have a rash when it is dry in autumn and winter. She is used to it, so she doesn't feel itchy." Mo Feng hurried to Nanting and replied.

Nanting didn't believe the wording. He intuitively felt that the matter was fishy. He glanced at Mo Feng coldly: "you live in the same yard with him, so why is it all right?"

Seeing that Nanting was suspicious, Shen Qingling jumped in her heart and went directly to Nanting.

When she suddenly approached, Nanting was startled and hurried back. Her fear was the same as before, and her whole body itched.

Seeing that the gang who followed him scratched and bled, he was even more frightened.

"There must be a ghost in this matter! Be careful not to let me find out!

With that, he hurried away with people.

Shen Qingling stretched leisurely and said to Mo Feng, "close the door and enter the house."

Not far away, under the Wutong tree, the ground was withered.

A man took what had just happened into his eyes, and his indifferent eyes narrowed slightly.

The man was dressed in purple with a cold face, but he was in his twenties, but he had white hair.

……

The South Pavilion suffered a loss at Shen Qingling, so it went straight to the old moon's residence.

Yuelao is the vice president of Tianlan college. The president is haunted and rarely appears. He has become the administrator of Tianlan college.

He said the story with Yuelao. When he finished, Yuelao looked up from a pile of books and looked at him expressionless: "you mean there's a problem with the new recruit?"

"Yes!" Nanting said in a hurry, "that boy knows magic! He's only been here for a few days and has made the foreign house restless. Vice president, you must make decisions for everyone and kill him -"

"So, do you mean to say that you can't even deal with a special recruit? Do you need me to come forward?" Yuelao glanced at him faintly, lowered his head and continued to look at the books.

"How could I! How could I not even deal with a special recruit!"

Nanting blew up.

"Twice in a row, I suffered losses under a special recruit. I'm not ashamed and don't reflect on myself. I have the face to come to me and go out."

Looking at Yuelao's indifference, he wanted to slap himself.

He must be crazy to come to the vice president.

How could the vice president take care of these things and lose someone for no reason.

Nanting left angrily. Yuelao raised his head, looked at the screen and bowed slightly: "Dean."

The man with purple clothes and silver hair came out slowly. There was no wave in his eyes and no fluctuation in his voice: "observe the boy and find a chance to bring him into the inner house."

Tianlan college is divided into inner house and outer house. As long as Lingli's family background is good, all the disciples of outer house can enter. Although the number of people in the inner house is small, the elites, such as Nanting, are only qualified to be bullies in the outer house, and they can't even get in the threshold of the inner house.

Seeing that the Dean valued Shen Qingling so much, Yuelao was slightly shocked. After answering, he couldn't help asking, "Dean, is that the person we're looking for?"

Qinghe didn't speak. He hung his eyes and didn't know what he was thinking.

……

Nanting's group of people left. Shen Qingling was in a good mood and was cooking lunch in the kitchen. Mo Feng helped her choose dishes. She wanted to talk several times, but she held back.

He wants Shen Qingling to be restrained. Don't be so conspicuous. It's not good to annoy those childe brothers.

When the words came to his mouth, he swallowed them again.

Although he didn't get along for a long time, he also saw that Shen Qingling was never a person who could bear it.

Seeing his bitter face, Shen Qingling was helpless. He picked up the freshly baked cake and stuffed it into his mouth: "don't worry, I have a sense of propriety. The soldiers will cover up the water and earth."

The meal was ready, but when we were about to eat, someone came and told us that the vice president wanted to see Shen Qingling.

"Ling Qing, vice president, he suddenly asked you to go there. He must know what's going on today. You must be careful."

Mo Feng said nervously, unable to hide his anxiety.

Shen Qingling told them not to worry and have a good meal. When she came back, she went out with someone.

At the door of the vice president's residence, the person who brought her left, and Shen Qingling stepped in.

The whole room is mainly black, and the whole room gives people a sense of solemnity. There was a desk in the middle. An old man with gray hair sat at the desk and looked through the books.

He raised his head and looked at her with sharp eyes, which was shocking with the solemnity precipitated by years of experience.

"I heard you had a disease since you were young, and you had a rash in autumn and winter?"

Shen Qingling welcomed the old man's sight: "it's not the younger generation's intention to deceive, but only in this way can the younger generation have a life."

Before she came, she thought that lying in front of a strong man like Yuelao can only be seen through.

You might as well admit it directly.

Yuelao admitted that she was so generous. After being surprised, he smiled again: "you are sincere and don't worry. I'll tell you what happened?"

"Tell me, what method did you use to make them like that?"

Shen Qingling obediently handed Yuelao the poison powder refined by herself. Yuelao was even more surprised to take it.

"Did you refine it?"

Shen Qingling nodded.

"So, are you master Dan?"

"Yes."

It's still division Dan. This boy really surprised him.

Such a person may really be the person they want to find.

Yuelao played with the medicine bottle, a trace of light flashed in his eyes, and his voice was slightly regretful and sighed: "as a Dan master, you have to join the outer garden. Will you feel wronged?"

"Don't you think, I think for you, tut Tut, people who can refine such things are really inferior in the garden."

Shen Qingling didn't speak, waiting for the following.

After waiting for a long time, Yuelao didn't see Shen Qingling speak. He coughed and said, "if I say, I'll let you enter the foreign house, will you go? But the foreign house is not so easy. It's conditional."

……

In Tianlan college, all the disciples from other places gathered in the west square.

They are all whispering, guessing the purpose of Yuelao calling them here.

There must be something important to announce!

They waited for about a incense stick, and finally saw Yuelao coming slowly. There was a teenager coming with him.

His youthful temperament makes people notice him at once.

Can you stand behind Yuelao? Is it a big man?

"Is what he's wearing... Special recruit's clothes?"

This sentence is like putting a big stone into a calm lake and setting off a stormy wave.

They noticed that the boy was wearing special clothes.

When are the special students so awesome that they can be with Yuelao!

"There is something important to announce when we call you here today."

Yuelao stood on the stage, and the thick voice spread to the people's ears. The people's voice decreased. Looking at the young people standing behind Yuelao, they all looked curious.

"From today on, Ling Qing, a specially recruited student, has officially become a foreign disciple of Tianlan college and enjoys the same treatment as foreign disciples, including food, clothing, housing and transportation, including classes."

One stone stirred thousands of waves, and everyone couldn't believe what they heard.

Let a special recruit student who can't be more humble become a disciple of foreign residence, eat and live with them, and have classes together?

You're kidding!

What do you think of them!

But Yuelao left after saying this.

I don't even have a chance for them to say a word.

Shen Qingling stood on the stage, feeling the eyes from all directions, and secretly scolded Yuelao.

After the announcement, he ran away and left her alone in the face of the storm.

Shen Qingling calmly stepped down, but he was surrounded as soon as he arrived.

"Ling Qing, what means did you use to make the vice president promote you as a disciple of the foreign house!"

Nanting was going crazy. He went to Yuelao to complain, but he didn't get any good. He was still angry, so he received a notice. Yuelao called all the students to gather in the west square.

Who knows how shocked he was when he saw Shen Qingling and Yuelao appear together!

"Guess." Shen Qingling smiled, his smile more dazzling in the bright sun.

"You!" Nan Ting was so angry that he almost fainted.

"You, get over here." a man stared at Shen Qingling, with a bad face and an ordered tone. The thought of becoming a classmate with such a humble special recruit made him sick.

"I'm also a disciple of a foreign family now. I'm on an equal footing with you. You don't seem qualified to order me." Shen Qingling smiled.

The boy who spoke just now choked and his face turned black.

"Boy, don't be complacent! You want to be a disciple of foreign residence? You deserve it!"

"If I don't teach you a lesson today, you don't know the greatness of heaven and earth!"

Shen Qingling looked at them leisurely, his arms lifted slightly, his wide sleeves slipped to his elbows, and his arms covered with rashes were exposed to the air.

"I'm not well yet. If you meet me, you don't blame me if you're infected."

No one dared to come forward.

They saw the tragedy of a group of people in Nanting before.

They don't want to be like them.

"Get out of the way! The doctor is coming!" suddenly, a cry rang out in the crowd. I saw a man leading the doctor in a hurry.