I Just Won’t Play by the Book

After taking care of the flowers and plants, and feeding the little cuties, Jiang Beiran had just returned to the Zizhu Garden when he saw Wu Qingce had arrived.

"Ready?" Jiang Beiran asked as he put down the two jars in his hand.

"Yes." Wu Qingce nodded solemnly.

"Come with me."

Taking Wu Qingce into the formation room, Jiang Beiran took out two dark red crystal fangs from the Qiankun Ring and placed them in the center of the room.

As a talisman used to support the operation of the formation, the pair of Feng Yanbi's crystal fangs possessed a very sufficient amount of spiritual energy, and the energy continuously generated the profound energy required for the formation.

Then, put on the golden red paper, the scarlet cloud spar, the flame lion skin and other talismans, and the spirit gathering array is initially formed.

"Come in." Jiang Beiran shouted while looking at Wu Qingce outside the door.

"Yes." With a respectful bow towards Jiang Beiran, Wu Qingce slowly walked into the formation room, but he knew that these talismans were valuable, and the senior brothers arranged them so skillfully, it seemed that they had already done it for him. Ready for a breakthrough.

'I was born as a senior brother, and died as...'

"What are you thinking, sit down quickly." Seeing Wu Qingce standing there in a daze, Jiang Beiran pulled him over.

After Wu Qingce sat cross-legged in the center of the formation, Jiang Beiran felt the distribution of spiritual energy around him and said, "Gonggong."

Wu Qingce, who heard the order, immediately closed his eyes and started to run the Heart Returning Art.

After waiting for a while, Jiang Beiran took out five low-grade earth spirit stones from the Qiankun Ring and buried them in the six "spirit spring" positions in the gathering spirit array.

"The formation has been completed, and the rest is up to you to work hard."

"Thank you, brother."

Xie Wan and Wu Qingce opened his eyes to look, but found that the senior brother had already closed the door and left.

‘I must not fail my senior brother’s careful preparation, this time I must succeed in breaking through! ’

With a secret determination, Wu Qingce closed his eyes again and ran the Heart Returning Art with all his strength.

...

Although he hadn't slept all night, Jiang Beiran didn't feel very sleepy. After tidying up the pill room a little, he prepared to go back to Lanxintang, which had not been back for a while.

‘This… where is it? ’

Jiang Beiran was stunned when he looked at Lanxintang, where people came and went, the crowds were full of people, the voices were full of people, the crowd was full of people, and the people followed the crowd.

The crowdedness of the entire Huiyan Peak reminded Jiang Beiran of the Great Wall he used to climb on the National Day. It was really impossible to move or retreat.

After walking on the back of Yanfeng, all the disciples from the outside hall, Jiang Beiran finally found a junior brother from the hall and quickly pulled him over.

"Meet Senior Brother Jiang."

Liu Lezhang, who was pulled over by Jiang Beiran, saluted Jiang Beiran.

"Why are there so many people on Huiyan Peak today?"

"Reporting to senior brother, all these people came to my Lanxintang to learn chess skills."

"I'll cut him..." Jiang Beiran, who almost broke out a foul language, calmed down for a moment and said with a smile: "I've been in Lanxintang for five years, but I didn't know that there are so many people who love chess in Guixinzong."

After listening to Liu Lezhang, he laughed and said again: "Since Lan Xintang and Shuijingtang cooperated, there have suddenly been more disciples in Zongli who like to play chess."

"Okay, I understand, you go."

When Liu Lezhang walked away, Jiang Beiran couldn't help shaking his head and sighing.

He can almost imagine why this is the case. First, chess is much easier to learn than musical instruments. After all, no matter what your level is, as long as you understand the rules of Go, you can say that you can play chess, and you have a reason to come to Lanxintang. .

But if you go to Shuijingtang, if you don't understand music theory or musical instruments, it will be very embarrassing.

The second is that Shuijingtang has its own rules, and there are some restrictions on the number of male disciples who can visit, so it will not evolve into such an exaggerated situation.

‘Ah, these people don’t need to practice qigong? The higher-ups in the hall don't care...'

Jiang Beiran just finished thinking when he saw a blue flag of Mo Yutang passing him.

'Yes, the upper beam is not straight and the lower beam is crooked, this belongs to Xinzong to eat jujube pills. ’

After complaining in his heart, Jiang Beiran returned to the dormitory area. Compared with the outside of the city, it was much deserted here, or there was only no change here.

Returning to his hut, Jiang Beiran saw two pieces of paper behind the door as soon as he opened the door.

Bending down to pick it up, Jiang Beiran first looked at the first letter.

[Long fan heat, Mao Liulian Yin]

Seeing the beginning of the letter, Jiang Beiran knew that Lin Yuyan must have stuffed it in, and it was her usual style to greet her with seasonal greetings at the beginning.

The content behind is basically thank you, praising how exquisite the weaving craftsmanship of the straw hat is. It's the phrases like [where it takes a lot of effort, thank you for the mud head] [where there is hard work, never forget it], Jiang Beiran is still not very adaptable.

When he finally read the sentence "This is my own work, I will hide it in a frame, please correct me", Jiang Beiran lifted the lid of the water tank next to him and took out a sewing book inside.

Since she chose Moyutang when she joined the sect, Lin Yuyan naturally has a yearning for literature, so she often submits her own articles and essays to Jiang Beiran for evaluation.

But in Jiang Beiran's view, she just sent her diary she wrote to herself every once in a while.

After putting the sewing book away, Jiang Beiran looked at the second sheet of paper, which was not as elegant as Lin Yuyan's.

[Xun you are not here, so I leave this note. 】

The signature is Lu Bogui.

Knowing that Senior Brother Lu would not come to him if he had nothing to do, Jiang Beiran put away the note.

He closed the door and went to Feiyu Hall.

Coming to the door of Senior Brother Lu's house, Jiang Beiran lightly knocked on the door twice.

"Which one?" Lu Bogui's voice came from inside the house.

"It's me, Bei Ran."

"Oh, Beiran."

As soon as the voice fell, there was a sound of footsteps.

With a click, the door opened.

"Meet Brother Lu." Jiang Beiran bowed and saluted.

"Come in and sit down."

Pour a cup of hot tea and put it next to Jiang Beiran, Lu Bogui said, "See the note?"

"Well, I've been at Shuijingtang these days, so I didn't go back much."

"Oh~ I heard about the cooperation between the two of you, and found that your Lanxintang is indeed much more lively than usual."

After hearing this, Jiang Beiran gave a wry smile and asked again, "I don't know if my brother is looking for me this time...?"

"It's a bit hard to tell. You gave me Yingxiang Pills last time, and I almost finished eating them, but I couldn't find any substitutes for a while, so I can only ask you for some more cheeky."

"Senior brother's words are serious." Jiang Beiran took out two bottles from the Qiankun ring and put them on the table: "Senior brother put these two bottles away first, and I'll get some later when I go back."

"Enough, enough." After Lu Bogui finished speaking, he took out a book from the Qiankun Ring and pushed it in front of Jiang Beiran: "Senior brother doesn't take your pills for nothing, I found this by accident. Take a mind law book, take it back and study it to see if you can comprehend it.”