Chapter 643 Girl Zhou Yunyu
Different from the rich introductions of other tutors.
Teacher Huo only had a few words.
Huo Wushang is a dual-element spiritualist of wood and fire, and is good at innovating spiritual arts.
Ning Ruan sighed slightly, and then turned her attention to the instructors who would be teaching tomorrow...
Early the next morning.
Ning softened and simply ate the breakfast he had packed at Biyuntian.
Go out after eating and drinking.
"Morning, are you going to class?"
Not far from the courtyard gate, Yuan Yao also looked like she was getting ready to go out, and greeted her with a smile.
"Yeah." Ning Ruan nodded.
Yuan Yao also said "Hmm", "It's right to go to class on the first day. It's best to go a few days before. In order to let freshmen find the most suitable instructor for them, all instructors will start classes one by one in these few days.
"Although there is a tutor booklet introducing you, it is inactive after all. It is no match for you to attend a class in person. Only by attending the class can you know whether the tutor is suitable for you."
"By the way, tomorrow morning, there will be classes for spiritualists and swordsmen. Which instructor did you choose?"
Ning Ruan did not hide it, "Sword cultivation, Instructor Duan."
"Huh? You have good taste." Yuan Yao's eyes lit up slightly, but soon returned to normal. She didn't say much, just said in a serious tone: "Teacher Duan is very good."
Ning Ruan doesn't care if it's okay or not.
When it comes to sword cultivation, her second father knows a lot.
Still, she thanked her.
Yuan Yao is indeed a person who is cold on the outside but warm on the inside.
It was just one deal, but she did even more.
The two were not traveling together.
With Yuan Yao's current level of cultivation, she no longer needs to attend classes often.
Unless it is a course that is extremely useful to her.
After going down the mountain alone, I happened to meet Pei Jingyu who was about to go out.
He stared at her with shining eyes, "I knew that my junior sister was the normal person. Those guys left earlier than the last, fearing that they would be late."
"They are all gone?" Ning Ruan glanced at the second floor and the bottom of the mountain.
I can't see anything.
Pei Jingyu nodded and yawned, "No, I left a long time ago. Senior Brother called me, but he was impatient and left by himself before I woke up."
Several senior brothers passed yesterday's challenge and all lived in the two-person room on the third floor.
And because the people who challenged Pei Jingyu and Luo Yue happened to live in the same place and were roommates.
As a result, the two are now roommates.
But Ning Ruan had doubts about his words.
If the eldest senior brother doesn't have patience, then she really doesn't know who has patience.
……
Ziyang Mountain.
The courses that Ning Ruan and Pei Jingyu are interested in are all being offered here today.
But one of them is on the mountainside and the other is on the top of the mountain.
Ning Ruan ran straight to the top of the mountain.
When I arrived, there were crowds of people in front of me.
There were no halls or houses, only an empty platform floating in the air.
The top of the mountain is so huge that even the divine consciousness cannot see the end.
But seeing some disciples flying around behind her, Ning Ruan guessed that the instructor Duan she signed up for was not the only one holding classes in the forest at the moment.
There must be others.
Ning Ruan arrived late and could only sit on the outer edge.
The only advantage of attending classes outdoors is that there is still no shortage of seats even if you arrive late.
There is no problem with the peripherals, I can hear it anyway.
Just sat cross-legged.
There was movement in the transmission notes.
Ning Ruan took it out and scanned it with her mental power. The voice of the senior brother came out from inside, "Junior sister, do you want to come to the first row?"
Ok?
Ning Ruan looked up.
There are so many people that it can’t be found with the naked eye.
However, his consciousness quickly captured Luo Yue's figure.
In addition to him, there are seventh senior brother Yan Liang and second senior brother Mo Xuan.
All in the front position.
Luo Yue even sat in the front row.
After thinking about it, Ning Ruan still replied to the transmission talisman: "No need, senior brother, it's very good here."
It's really good.
If she ignored the gazes in front of her that kept turning back to stare at her.
"She is one of the three destined children?"
"That's her. I personally heard what the instructor said about the freshman competition."
"But she is only in the fifth realm."
"The fifth realm is also possible. Don't forget that some children of destiny are born with great accumulation."
"Yes, not all children of destiny are like Senior Sister Shang and Senior Brother Song, who are born with outstanding talents."
"But I heard that she didn't seem to take any action during the freshman competition. She kept looking at a pot to block it."
"Maybe she is just one of those people with good luck. It's normal for her to have a lot of good things."
Although most people think it is normal.
But there was still a part of him that frowned slightly, with an expression of disapproval.
"Whether you have strong luck or not, since you can come here, it means you are a sword cultivator. If you are a sword cultivator, but you don't even have the courage to draw a sword, what kind of sword cultivator is this?"
"But she also used healing skills at that time. She was a light spiritual master. Maybe her light talent is stronger?"
Ning Ruan could hear the comments about her in front of her.
The main thing was that the other party didn't use any voice transmission and didn't care at all whether she heard it or not.
"You don't need to pay attention to what they say. They are just too curious about the Son of Destiny, especially the Son of Destiny who comes from the small world."
A gentle girl's voice came into my mind.
Ning Ruan paused for a moment and looked around again. Her eyes suddenly stopped on the right side of the smiling girl next to her.
"???" Ning Ruan said directly, "Are you talking to me?"
The girl nodded, her smile growing even brighter, "My name is Zhou Yunyu, and I entered the academy last year."
Ning Ruan: "Oh."
She was not very interested in strangers' names.
But he still responded casually, "Ning Ruan."
After a pause, he added: "I don't care what they say."
It has long been common for people to talk about this kind of thing.
Isn't it normal for such an outstanding disciple like her to be talked about?
As for saying that she didn't dare to draw the sword and was not powerful, it must be jealousy... Ning Ruan firmly believed it!
These words obviously stunned Zhou Yunyu for a moment.
The smile on his face froze for a moment, but soon returned to normal and continued to transmit, "I was wrong. You have a good attitude."
Ning Ruan also thought so, "Of course!"
Zhou Yunyu: "..."
Just when the two men were speechless in their conversation, a sword light cut through the sky and quickly fell towards the cloud platform hanging in the air in front of them.
Only when you are close can you see clearly where the sword light is. It is clear that a strong man is coming with a sword.
She was wearing a white robe, the lapels of which fluttered slightly in the wind.
The man who landed on the platform looked to be about thirty years old.
If you ignore the movements he made while wielding a sword, there is no sign of the sword cultivator's aura from the outside.
Coupled with a faint smile on the corners of the lips, it adds a bit of gentleness and elegance.
It was also because of his arrival that the surroundings of Ning Ruan suddenly became quiet.
"I should have specially reminded you that today is the opening of classes for new disciples."
Just like his outward appearance and temperament, as a mentor to powerful sword cultivators, even his tone of voice is somewhat gentle.
Ning Ruan didn't think the other person was really gentle.
After all, there is the precedent of her senior brother.
In addition, Yuan Yao had emphasized that such a person was definitely not someone who could be easily dealt with.