The Ultimate Student in the City

"Don't worry." Lao Jian smiled, then took out a medicine bottle from his arms and handed it over, "Take the medicine in it first, and your body will feel better."

"Thank you." Li Zedao took the medicine bottle, poured out a black pill from it, threw it into his mouth without thinking, and swallowed it.

In an instant, I only felt a burst of coolness in my abdomen, and then that coolness spread all over my body.

Although it was still stuffy, but compared with the previous one, this kind of stuffy feeling was not much more comfortable.

"The next thing you have to do is to change the water in that pool." Lao Jian pointed to the big pool and smiled.

This large pool was made by hollowing out a large natural rock, and there was no water outlet reserved, so Li Zedao naturally had no way to open the plug to let the dark and hot water inside flow away by itself.

He used an iron bucket provided by Old Sword to scoop out the water in the pool one bucket after another, and then carried the iron bucket up the stairs and walked out of the artifact pavilion, and then walked around the artifact pavilion to the back In front of the natural waterfall, he took a full bucket of water and returned to the sword casting department to pour the water into the pool.

The work is actually very simple, but the workload is not small, and it is boring and boring, without any fun at all.

This pool is too big, and the iron poke is really small, so it takes a lot of time to clean up the dirty water or bring clean water into it.

However, Li Zedao didn't complain at all. In layman's terms, he had to finish his appointment with tears in his eyes.

Lao Jian didn't have any intention of helping out, and sat there leisurely drinking wine, bowl after bowl.

When Li Zedao came over with water, he gave him a knowing smile, and then continued to drink, a complete alcoholic.

Occasionally, Lao Jian would set his eyes on the sword in the big iron furnace, and then his eyes would become quite hot.

He didn't need to guess, it was a sword he was casting now, and judging from his eyes, this sword was naturally not that simple.

It took a full two hours before Li Zedao filled the big pool with clean water.

After putting down the iron bucket in his hand, Li Zedao heaved a sigh of relief, and reached out to wipe off the sweat beads from his face.

"Thanks for your hard work.

"Lao Jian laughed and pointed to the wine jar beside him, "Drink something?" "

"I'm not very good at drinking." Li Zedao said with some embarrassment.

Although he had been busy for two hours, and the place was still so hot, Li Zedao was not thirsty. When filling water in front of the waterfall, he didn't know how much cool and sweet water he drank.

"Your work today is finished, go back and rest first, and come back tomorrow." Lao Jian said with a smile, his eyes were already a little bit drunk.

"Brother Lao Jian, see you tomorrow." Li Zedao didn't write any ink, picked up his clothes and the cold light, turned and left.

Watching Li Zedao go up the stairs and leave, Lao Jian's eyes fell on the sword stuck in the big iron furnace, and the hot light appeared in his eyes again.

He raised his head and took a long time to eat a big bowl again.

At this moment, Lao Jian frowned. Then he quickly put down the wine bowl in his hand, stood up, turned around, bowed to a thin figure who appeared there at some unknown time, and said extremely respectfully: "Dean, why are you here?"

"This Li Zedao..." An extremely deep and misty voice sounded, and asked with a smile, "Isn't it pretty good?"

This is a short old man with wrinkles on his face, but his eyes are extremely bright and young, like two night pearls.

The old man was wearing the robes of the poor academy, the same style and color as those teachers, and there was no difference. The robe was loose, and the old man was too thin, so it looked like a sack on a telephone pole, which looked ridiculous and incongruous.

However, even the proud Zhuge Zhuyun and Wolongshuang behaved like a good student in front of this old man, just because this old man is the dean of Buzhou College.

Longevity, this is the old man's name.

Lao Jian understands that the dean is here for that Li Zedao, it seems that the dean cares about this student a lot!

"Very good." Lao Jian answered the question of Daoist Changsheng very seriously, with no hesitation in his tone of appreciation, "This young man has a top-rank cultivation in the Lingyun Realm, which shows that his talent is high, but it is not enough. Arrogant or impetuous, and able to endure loneliness... I heard from other teachers that this son is the dean, and you admitted it yourself?"

Daoist Changsheng said with a smile on his face, "Indeed."

"Students are dull." Lao Jian bowed his head and said respectfully.

Li Zedao is indeed outstanding, and his character is also good, he even knows how to light the dry wood with ice... But even so, he is not outstanding enough to let the dean admit him personally, right?

After all, the most indispensable thing in the huge God's Domain is Tianjiao characters. Not only are there many people who are better than the current Li Zedao, but there are many!

Why does the dean only value Li Zedao so much? Actually admitted in person? He even took the initiative to mention this student now...

Could it be that the rumors are true? He is the... illegitimate child of the yard?

I heard that when the dean was young, he was still a romantic figure, showing mercy everywhere, showing mercy everywhere means saving seeds everywhere, and keeping seeds everywhere means that he has many illegitimate children...

The old man smiled and didn't explain much.

If you don't speak, it's tacit consent, so Lao Jian almost believes that Li Zedao is indeed the dean's illegitimate son!

"In the past few days, you handed Leiqie Sword Art into his hands." Daoist Changsheng said.

"Students obey." Lao Jian bowed and said. Once again, I decided in my heart that Li Zedao was the dean's biological son, otherwise why would he come to me specially and let him open a back door?

You must know that Leiqie Sword Art is a top-grade spiritual skill of the heaven rank, which is extremely powerful. There are nine swords in total, and each sword has ninety-nine or eighty-one changes. Legend has it that when the sword art is practiced to a great degree, the power of a single sword can easily cut off the terrifying thunder, so it is named Leiqie sword art.

Under the personal guidance of the dean, Lao Jian has practiced the Sunset Art for fifty years, and he has only reached the third level, and he already has the title of Sword Master.

As for the current level of Master Changsheng, Lao Jian doesn't know.

Lao Jian has never seen the real Changsheng make a move, and those who have seen him have turned into bones.

"Don't need to guide him?" Lao Jian asked again.

"No need." Daoist Changsheng said, "This son's comprehension is far superior to yours and mine, he will understand and practice on his own."

Lao Jian's face changed slightly, because the dean said "far beyond you and me" instead of "far beyond you". In other words, the dean admitted that his own understanding is not as good as that of Li Zedao.

Does the dean need to elevate his illegitimate son so much? It doesn't make sense to not need it, after all, the eyes of the masses are discerning, and it is easy to know whether that Li Zedao has such excellent qualifications.

So it is conceivable that this Li Zedao's understanding is very likely to be quite terrifying.

Therefore, Lao Jian had an inexplicable expectation for this Li Zedao in his heart. If he really has such a terrifying understanding, it seems that it is not impossible for him to become the number one expert in God's Domain, dominate or even rule the entire God's Domain, right?

...

The next day, when Li Zedao came to the sword casting department again, he found that the water in the big pool was as black as ink again, and he didn't know what the old sword did to the water. He couldn't just jump down and take a bath Bar?

At this time, Lao Jian was still drinking.

"Brother Lao Jian, my job is to replace the water here?" Li Zedao looked at Lao Jian and asked.

Lao Jian smiled and nodded: "Exactly."

Originally, he was pleasing to the eyes of Li Zedao, but now he is even more pleasing to the eye. He thinks this kid is so handsome and excellent, and he is only a little worse than when he was young.

Li Zedao stopped the ink, picked up the big iron bucket, scooped out the dirty water in the pool one bucket after another, and then took water from the big waterfall behind the Shenqi Pavilion, and bit by bit the big pool with the water. fill fully.

After filling up, it will be two hours later.

After doing this, Lao Jian asked Li Zedao if he wanted to stay longer, drink some wine, eat some meat, and chat for a while.

On the one hand, Li Zedao is really fine, on the other hand, it may be because of the elixir he took yesterday and his body is gradually adapting to the sweltering heat of this place, so Li Zedao no longer has the thought of not wanting to stay a second longer. The important thing is that Li Zedao is also hungry.

Immediately nodded and agreed: "Being respectful is worse than obeying orders."

"Okay, I like that." Lao Jian laughed.

Soon, Lao Jian brought a large jar of wine and a large pot of delicious meat.

Just by smelling the meat, Li Zedao knew that it was the five-color chicken he ate before. The only difference was that it was roasted last time, but this time it was stewed in a whole pot.

Smelling the scent, Li Zedao felt liquid dripping from the corner of his mouth.

"This five-color chicken is best stewed with wild bamboo shoots from the Tianshan Mountains. Adding this bamboo leaf green is simply delicious in the world. Try it." Lao Jian helped Li Zedao fill a bowl of chicken, and poured it out for him again. A small bowl of wine.

"Thank you, Brother Lao Jian." Li Zedao took the bowl of chicken, only to feel that the liquid from the corner of his mouth flowed faster, and even gave him the flattery that he had been brewing in his heart for a long time, "Brother Lao Jian is a sword maker. It is admirable that a famous artist can make such a chicken soup that makes people's index finger move."

"Where is there." Lao Jian said with a smile, "You are welcome, eat more..."

Lao Jian was stunned, he felt that he should say "don't choke, eat slowly", because this Li Zedao had already grabbed a large piece of chicken and stuffed it into his own mouth.

Immediately, my impression of Li Zedao got better in my heart. This son's nature is simple and unpretentious, which is really rare.

Soon, the big pot of chicken soup and the big jar of wine were wiped out by the two of them.

Li Zedao basically ate the chicken, and Lao Jian mostly drank the wine. One was too busy eating meat and had no time to drink, and the other was too busy drinking to eat meat.

"Brother Lao Jian's cooking skills are really amazing. This is the most delicious stewed chicken that the students have ever eaten." Li Zedao touched his already swollen belly, full of enjoyment, sincerely Said.

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