A group of carrot heads came to a small courtyard behind the academy. A young man was playing with a rack of bones, saying that the bones of immortals are indeed different.

This shocking scene frightened these little kids, and then the young man realized that guests had entered the small courtyard. He looked at the group of pale children in front of him, then looked at the skeleton in his hand, and then he quickly removed the bones.

Put it away, cough twice and quickly sit on the chair.

Only then did Ye Hansheng notice that the sloppily dressed young man in front of him could not be analyzed by himself, which meant that this unattractive man turned out to be at least a Seventh Realm Immortal. Ling Qi quickly figured out that an Immortal of this level could not

What you see is what you can see, so this man's appearance can be regarded as a test. Ye Hansheng was silent for a long time after hearing this.

The young man looked at the group of fearful and curious guys in front of him, coughed twice and said seriously: "You should be the children selected by the academy, and I am your current tutor... Forget it, it is too troublesome to introduce yourself. You guys

Just call me Mr. Zi."

Looking at this young man scratching his hair, Ling Qi was speechless for a while. He looked like an autistic technical nerd from that world. He found it troublesome to introduce himself to him for the first time. The carrot heads below all claimed that he was, but each one

Still secretly looking at this strange mentor.

"Actually, I'm just making an attempt, so I can't guarantee whether this experiment will succeed in the end." The young man said this, scratched his hair again, and continued, "I call this acquired physique reshaping. The process may be very long.

It hurts, so if you feel you can't accept it, you can leave this place now."

"Mr. Zi, you don't need to scare us. You finally passed the exam but gave up at the last step. Are you underestimating us?" Ye Hansheng looked at the slovenly man in front of him, raised his hand and replied.

Mr. Zi looked at the clear-eyed little boy in front of him and asked curiously: "Why do you, a Tao spirit body, choose to continue? You probably don't need this kind of thing that has no benefit to you."

Ye Hansheng did not hide anything, and responded directly to Ling Qi's signal: "Mr. Zi, I want to know how to reshape the body."

Zi looked at the little boy in front of her, and gradually looked at the ring in his hand, and smiled slightly: "Aren't you worried that I'm not actually a good person?"

Ling Qi looked at the white figure that was gradually solidifying in the ring. He didn't have any fear or worry. Instead, there was a bit of expectation in his eyes, and he asked: "Odd will change to even."

The man was slightly stunned, and after a moment of silence he replied: "Is this some special code?"

Ling Qi only felt a little disappointed. He looked at the man in front of him who was trying to analyze the code and asked the question: "Hello, Mr. Zi, who came uninvited. Do you know how a dead person like me can be reshaped?"

Body?"

Zi looked at the white dumpling in front of him and looked back and forth for a while, until Ling Qi felt a little impatient before he replied: "It's easy to reshape a mortal's body, but why should I help you, and what you want shouldn't be

A simple body. This technique seems to belong to the Guanjiang Mo family, and it is a very interesting secret technique of the soul. Your soul is interesting, it actually hides something that I can't understand."

Ling Qi cursed and said, "You can understand that I, a foreigner, have ghosts. Just like the scientists over there who study aliens, I am still a mystery to this day." He replied respectfully: "I, I, want to become an immortal."

Zi looked at the white dumpling in front of her, her eyes flashing with green light. It took her a long time to come back to her senses and continue: "I'm sorry, I can't help you. I can only recreate your former body. As for giving you a body that can

My way of cultivating the body is not here. If you can meet an immortal who specializes in soul cultivation in the future, you may be able to do it."

Ling Qi was not too disappointed. Looking at the technical geek in front of him, he calmly replied: "No matter what, thank you."

Zi Wei was stunned for a moment, then scratched his head and said with a smile: "I would like to thank you. I didn't expect that a seven-year-old child would bring a problem that I can't solve. How dare I say in front of the Holy One that I can know everything in the world at a glance."

"

Ling Qi casually complained: "There is no such thing as knowing everything. There is only endless learning."

Zi laughed loudly: "Well said, there is no end to learning. Just based on this sentence, I want to make you as my friend. If you don't make friends in vain, let's show your skills in front of children." As he said this, he wrote a few paragraphs in front of him,

Then he pointed out. Ling Qi watched as the darkness around him was broken open and turned into a net wrapped with white silk threads to wrap around him.

Ling Qi looked at the man who was gradually disappearing, full of excitement: "Thank you!"

Ye Hansheng only saw a strange magic circle appear in Mr. Zi's eyes. The ring on his hand gradually became hot, and then he saw a faint stream of light appear on the ring. The little kids were just curious and gathered over to have a look.

What happened was that I heard Mr. Zi's words: "I can't help your friend, but I owe him a favor and give him this gift."

Ye Hansheng looked at the still slovenly young man, a little happy and puzzled. Before he could ask, he was shocked by Mr. Zi's next words: "Little fellow with Taoist body, are you willing to be my disciple?"

A bunch of little carrot heads were yelling there, but Ye Hansheng himself was very calm: "Why."

The young man looked at the overly precocious little guy in front of him, smiled slightly, and tapped his head with his finger: "I have books that you can't find, is that enough?"

Ye Hansheng looked at the ring on his hand and replied calmly: "Okay."

As a result, the classes of Ye Hansheng and other children turned into two strange scenes under Zi's arrangement. Ye Hansheng would collect several books at the same time under Zi's secret technique, while the other children would collect them in large jars.

Soaking and stewing in it. In Ling Qi's view, both sides were scenes similar to hell. In fact, many of the books collected by Ye Hansheng were useless comments on cultivating immortals. On the other side, watching the little devil come back on the first day, he directly

Falling into Ye Hansheng's arms and falling asleep, you know how torturous it is.

In the days that followed, Ye Hansheng faced all kinds of strange questions and answers. There were only two sentences in the unknown swordsmanship book, and he needed to complete the derivation of this swordsmanship attempt. Tens of thousands of papers,

He needs to find two pages with the same text within a few seconds. In the busy market, write down all the transaction details of the market that day...

Ling Qi just thought it was too torturous, but he didn't object to Zi's training. Zi would occasionally go to the ring to look at the white dumplings, and then he would conjure up a teapot and coffee table from nowhere, pour himself a drink and accompany the white dumplings to watch Ye Hansheng.

's projection.

Zi looked at the projection and said with a smile while drinking tea: "The Tao spirit body is really wonderful."

Bai Tuanzi also lamented: "If I can withstand your torment like this, I would have died of exhaustion long ago if I didn't have any ability."

Zi looked at the white dumpling jumping on his coffee table, drank tea and said with a smile: "This is a Tao spirit body that is said to be able to solve the Tao of thousands of families by becoming a saint. It's a pity that this world has not encountered one in thousands of years."

Bai Tuanzi tried to lick the teacup on the table, and it tasted sweet, and he replied: "Didn't it say that there was an emerging saint? Are the so-called saints in this world so short-lived?"

Zi looked into the distance and said with some nostalgia: "The Yuhua Saint is really not a saint. He died on the day he became a saint."

Ling Qi suddenly became a little nervous: "Then Ye Han will give birth to him?"

Zi looked at the white dumpling in front of him, held his stomach and laughed a few times: "The way to become a saint is my way to return to heaven, so becoming a saint is actually no different from wishing for death. As for Ye Hansheng, what he chooses now is a path that no one has ever chosen before.

The path to completion.”

Ling Qi didn't feel there was anything to be happy about. He licked his tea and said, "No one has left yet, so just let him go."

Zi's ​​expression suddenly became a little strange, and then she looked at Bai Tuanzi and laughed again: "Didn't you say there is no end to learning?"

Ling Qi looked at Ye Hansheng who was still being tortured, sighed and said, "You don't know that all the academies in my hometown like to post words."

Zi curiously asked: "What word."

Ling Qi looked at Ye Hansheng and Zi, smiled and said: "There are roads in the mountain of books, and diligence is the path, and there is no limit to the sea of ​​learning, and hard work is the boat."

"Good word." Zi was stunned for a moment after hearing it, and then laughed twice, "The word good comes to mind."

"Where did the wine come from..." Ling Qi looked at this sloppy young man who had produced a jar of wine from nowhere, and silently closed his mouth.

Then Ling Qi looked at the young man who drank a cup and poured it on the coffee table. He didn't know what to say for a moment.

The children's classes are still going on. Not only is Ye Hansheng so tired that he falls asleep every day, the other children are also tortured by various strange training methods and are in constant pain.

In the blink of an eye, three years passed.

Out of dozens of children, only five finally gained the so-called acquired physique. Seeing this result, Zi just shook his head and looked at the strange skeletons and bodies in his hands, asking Ye Hansheng to say goodbye. The children did not see Mr. Zi in the end.

It was a pity, but in the end they returned to their respective homes under the supervision of their parents. Very few children from aristocratic families chose a career, and the path of cultivation was the family's expectation. So the children who should have studied hard for ten years are now

Leave the academy early, because next is the annual sect recruitment.

Looking at Ye Hansheng who was drawing Qi and wielding a sword in front of him, Jiang Yilin sat aside, supporting his cheek with his right hand, and asked with a smile: "Brother Hansheng, what state are you in now?"

"I just finished forging the foundation yesterday." Looking at the smiling young fiancée next to him, Ye Hansheng had a strange expression on his face. Thinking of the story Ling Qi told last night about not bullying young people into poverty, Ye Hansheng felt that Brother Ling wanted to see him.

A joke.

"Which sect does Brother Hansheng want to join?" The little girl looked at the handsome young man in front of her, her eyes filled with stars.

"Does this count as a character breakdown?" Ling Qi complained to Ye Hansheng.

"If you saw my friends being taught to shout "Hello, eldest sister" in front of her, you wouldn't think that the character was ruined." Ye Hansheng touched the little fan girl's head and revealed the true face of the little devil to Ling Qi.
Chapter completed!