Before the school was completed, the few people had already reached a consensus on the arrangement of possible future disciples of the same sect, of course, there were also non-sect disciples.
There weren't many non-sect disciples on Treasure Peak, just arrange them in different buildings according to their factions, and if there was an archenemy, just live further away.
Master Shen Feixian had personally and carefully inquired about the more than 20 foreign real persons, there were no enmities or grudges, it sounded like they had a good relationship, it was the kind that could sleep together, cramming them on one floor would be no problem.
So at the first moment the crowd arrived, Shen Feixian took out the bedding and pillows that had long been stored in the warehouse and issued a set to each person, along with plastic buckets, toothbrushes, towels and other daily necessities.
One of the masters, Master Shuguang, was a little puzzled: "Nephew, why are you giving us these things?"
The busy Shen Feixian turned his head and explained seriously: "Seniors, this is to cover your body, this is for brushing your teeth, and this is for bathing. "
Master Shuguang listened carefully to Shen Feixian's explanation, then looked at the things in his hand and the surrounding environment again: "Is this the prison of the Qingyun Sect?"
How could it be called the prison of the Qingyun Sect? This should be the prison for the whole cultivation world. No one who came here could use Spiritual Energy.
But it couldn't be said that way.
Shen Feixian still smiled and explained again, explaining how everyone came here, and what kind of place this was, and that they couldn't use Spiritual Energy before they returned.
Some people quickly accepted this reality, while others took it as an illusion and stubbornly looked for a way out.
For these real persons who were several thousand years old, they had lived in the cultivation world for thousands of years, possessed immense power and prestige, and had their own understanding of the cultivation world. Days without using Spiritual Energy were unimaginable to them.
After all, it was also normal for mature and steady older WenRen He to run away from home for several days. It was also normal for everyone to worry for a while.
Shen Feixian was also patient enough to answer any questions.
Today, Wang Lun and others happened to come to the school for class. Seeing the strange grandpas and grandmas waving swords and walking around the school playground, Wang Lun was a little curious.
So he pulled Qi Yun aside and secretly asked, "Are seniors also admitted in our interest class?"
Qi Yun was silent for a while and shook his head.
When Song Jixing returned to the steel factory, she directly became the boss waving her hand, planning to hand over all the affairs of the school to Shen Feixian to deal with. She wanted to work hard, preferably finding a team to join immediately.
Just as Song Jixing was about to drive back to the company to take a look,
Yu Qing drove back alone.
Even if Song Jixing wanted to ask about her driver's license, seeing her senior sister's awful face, she didn't say anything about it, but quietly followed behind.
At this moment there were many people on the playground, including children who were learning and exercising, and seniors who were holding magic weapons and walking around with ten fingers.
Yu Qing walked forward all the way and asked the group of seniors who had just arrived, "Seniors, where is Muhan? Where is Muhan?"
Muhan?
Song Jixing silently recited this name in her heart, unable to find anyone to match for a while.
"Su Muhan, get the hell out here for me!" Yu Qing yelled loudly. Her voice echoed throughout the school and gathered everyone's eyes on her.
Wang Lun was so frightened by the shout that the ball flew far away.
Song Jixing stood in the school for more than ten minutes, but unfortunately the person named Muhan never appeared.
So she went up to advise her. What if Muhan didn't come?
But Yu Qing was unreasonably stubborn at the moment. Her eyes were red as she shouted, "He came! My senior brother told me! He's just hiding and doesn't dare to see me!"
Even a dull person like Song Jixing realized that there was an unusual relationship between love and hate between them, so she didn't stay any longer and went about her own business.
Her senior sister would handle her own affairs. Her meddling was useless.
When Song Jixing was about to get off work in the evening, she received another message from Shen Feixian.
Shen Feixian: [I've never seen Yu apprentice sister chase anyone, but today I saw her chasing a junior brother from another sect and running around the playground thirty times. Junior sister, you talk to Yu apprentice sister more, do you have any clue about this?]
[It turns out that he owes her money! Su Muhan owes some Spirit Stones to Yu apprentice sister and has never paid back the debt. Now Yu apprentice sister wants the money, but Su Muhan doesn't have it either. Su Muhan is now being scolded by Yu apprentice sister!]
[I didn't expect Yu Qing apprentice sister to scold people! This was my first time seeing her scold someone! Her literary talent is really outstanding. By the way, what do you think, should I record it to keep as a memento for Yu apprentice sister?]
Shen Feixian's attitude of watching the show and wanting to keep evidence made Song Jixing very worried.
You can scold a person a few times and he will scold you back at most, or beat you at most.
But if you keep embarrassing photos of someone, especially cropped from complete videos, who knows what will happen!
Song Jixing politely reminded Shen Feixian not to do that, otherwise the personal safety could not be guaranteed later.
Shen Feixian responded very quickly that he definitely wouldn't, because the person had disappeared.
When Song Jixing drove home in the evening, the scene she saw was completely different from Shen Feixian's description.
Not only was Yu Qing apprentice sister not angry and scolding people, she was also talking very intimately with a man. Yu Qing apprentice sister was smiling throughout their conversation.
That man seemed to be the one who entered the trash can on the right at the beginning. Song Jixing found him a little familiar, but didn't hear him speak at all. Was he Su Muhan?
When Song Jixing drove past the two, Yu Qing greeted Song Jixing openly. Song Jixing also stopped the car to say hello.
Yu Qing introduced the man next to her to Song Jixing: "Let me introduce you, this is my fellow cultivator, Su Muhan. His family and mine have been friends for generations."
Oh, childhood sweethearts.
"This is my junior sister, Song Jixing."
Su Muhan bowed to Song Jixing in the manner between peers. Song Jixing got out of the car and returned the courtesy, while confirming their relationship in her heart.
It wasn't that Song Jixing was guessing blindly, but mainly because Yu Qing's whole body showed that she was happy. It was like some scenes in TV dramas.
Yu Qing hadn't finished speaking. She pulled Song Jixing to add two more sentences: "When I was young I didn't know better. I didn't want the dao companion arranged by my elders. I even said that I didn't need him to live in this world, but I didn't know that I had missed out on many years..."
"Junior sister, I heard that ordinary people here take wedding photos before getting married. Junior sister, can you help me make an appointment for a set?" Yu Qing said gently.
"The two of us have mutual affection for each other. I want to try being an ordinary married couple!"
Song Jixing looked at Su Muhan next to her and started thinking about which photography studio could take photos of a swollen and bruised groom.
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