Genius Alchemist

Su fan took the pill and gave it to song Zizhen and ye Zhou. Shen Qingling didn't hurt them hard, so they were not seriously injured. Taking the pill and resting for two days would be fine, but

I don't know what method Shen Qingling used. Song Zizhen's right hand can't work hard.

It still hurts.

Su fan couldn't help but said, "Miss Shen, we were wrong just now. Zizhen has a bad temper, but he doesn't mean any harm. Do you think he can..."

Song Zi was really sweating with pain, but he didn't hum.

Shen Qingling didn't want to do anything. She came forward, stretched out her hand and lit song Zizhen's acupoint.

"At any time, don't look down on anyone. Remember one word, don't deceive a young man into being poor."

Shen Qingling is used to being the head of the family. When he speaks, he unconsciously takes a tone of painstaking teaching from his elders.

The pain was relieved a lot. Song Zizhen looked at Shen Qingling and was obviously stunned.

Su fan looked at Shen Qingling and narrowed his eyes.

Her accomplishments are much better than before. He just watched the whole process. He was not sure that he had a good chance of winning against Shen Qingling.

"Miss Shen Er is really powerful. The crown prince admires her! Hahaha, according to the crown prince, the first freshman this year is Miss Shen er." xifengyao laughed.

Shen Qingling was too lazy to talk to him.

It's impossible to train after such a fuss. Shen Qingling went back to rest first.

Shen Qingling clearly saw the loneliness and faint inferiority complex on Yuan Yao's faces.

After this time, they saw their strength more clearly.

Compared with the first class, they are much worse. They even have no ability to fight back against them.

Seeing that they were lost, Shen Qingling felt very uncomfortable.

What happened on the training ground today spread all over the college like wings.

Even the laurel garden heard the wind.

Of course, these things can't be spread to Guiyuan. The reason why they can be spread is because someone wants to hear.

Wind and hate iron very much. Their master is like a Muggle.

He clearly likes Miss Shen Er so much, but he just doesn't say a word.

Even if he suffocated himself, Miss Shen couldn't understand his mind.

"Mother!"

Corn suddenly cried in surprise.

Corn sat on the stone steps, his hands on his knees, and the cerebellar bag melon rested on his hands. He had long looked forward to seeing Shen Qingling push the door in and sit up straight. His eyes seemed to see the morning light.

"Good." Shen Qingling felt soft. She had never experienced the feeling that someone was waiting for her return at home.

"Second lady, the food has been prepared. Please clean your hands first and have dinner right away." Feng he came out.

"Thank you." Shen Qingling picked up the corn and went in. Seeing situ Yan, he nodded slightly: "Lord."

"Miss Shen er."

After saying hello to each other politely, they didn't speak again until Feng he brought the food, but neither of them felt embarrassed.

After dinner, Shen Qingling sat in the yard in a daze.

"Is Miss Shen thinking about the new competition?" situ Yan's voice sounded behind her.

"Lord." Shen Qingling got up and greeted politely.

"It's cold at night. Put it on." situ Yan smiled and handed his cloak to Shen Qingling.

The evening wind in October was really cool. Shen Qingling was not polite and took it and put it on.

Situ Yan sat down and asked, "how do you want your classmates to improve their strength quickly?"

Shen Qingling was surprised that he could say exactly what he was thinking in one sentence, and then nodded.

Although he didn't spend much time together, situ Yan asked himself that he knew Shen Qingling.

She is very affectionate. Today, the people of class 12 were humiliated in the training ground. She must want to find a good way to make a blockbuster for them.

It's a pity that Yuan Yao and others' spiritual talent is outstanding among ordinary people, but it's too general in Xiqi college, where there are so many experts.

"I might be able to help if I want them to get a place in the orientation match."

"The Lord has a way?" Shen Qingling looked at situ Yan and raised his eyebrows slightly.

"If you start with spiritual power, you can consider other places."

Shen Qingling sat up straight and listened to him.

Situ Yan picked up the flute at his waist: "once upon a time, someone could kill people, control people's mind and control birds and animals. Although I'm not talented, I also learned one or two. Rhythm is not more spiritual than cultivation, and can be accomplished quickly in a short time. Of course, I can only learn some basic skills in a short time, but I think it's enough to win by surprise."

Shen Qingling's eyes are burning. She has seen with her own eyes in the upper world that someone confused the minds of thousands of people with music and made their seven orifices bleed to death. She has also seen someone who can control animals with music and summon tens of thousands of monsters.

She used to want to learn it very much, but it's rare for someone to practice music, and she won't accept it easily.

But situ Yan could!

She also wants to learn!

Situ Yan took out a book from his arms and handed it to Shen Qingling: "take it and let your students learn according to this score. You can also take them to Guiyuan. I will try my best to guide them."

……

We all found one thing, that is, the people of class 12 didn't go to the training ground to train again!

Some people didn't see Shen Qingling's fight against song Zizhen and ye Zhouxi with their own eyes that day. They always regretted it. They went to the training ground every day in the next few days and wanted to see this scene again.

But since that day, the people of class 12 have never appeared.

Did they give up?

Also, anyway, they should be at the bottom in the end. Retraining is also at the bottom. It's better to take advantage of the opportunity to be more natural and unrestrained.

In the laurel garden, the magic sound is confused every day. It's also far away from the front yard. It can't be passed on.

Wind and holding corn were playing in the room. The outside of the room was set up a boundary. He really couldn't listen.

After listening, he was afraid that he would become possessed first and vomit blood and die.

He admired his master's self-control, listened to the sound of the flute, and was able to give guidance without changing his face.

"Your pronunciation is wrong." situ Yan seriously helped Yuan Yao correct it.

"Thank you, childe Yan." Yuan Yao reacted and quickly played it again.

Situ Yan nodded and looked at Shen Qingling.

She is gifted and learns everything quickly.

He was satisfied to look at her so closely.

Fu tianbai touched yuanyao and Xingtai with his elbow, and then his ambiguous eyes moved on Shen Qingling and situ Yan.

When Su Li just brought them here, they were shocked that there was such a yard behind the college. And situ Yan, a man with gray eyes.

Later, Shen Qingling asked them to follow situ Yan to learn rhythm.

They didn't ask much. They only knew that situ Yan was very good at music and could help them.