Too ruthless, I will become a group favorite in the world of cultivating immortals

The girl's voice was loud and clear, and the lingering lingering sound was even a bit sharp at the end.

Nanxiu was taken aback and panicked, "Don't yell, don't yell! Are you looking for death!"

"Who is disrupting the order of Wanfa Building?"

A faint voice spread, instantly suppressing the restless earth iron beast.

Mu Anran found that he could move, turned his head back, and an elder in white slowly walked out of the small courtyard.

She was stunned.

Not for anything else, but amazing.

Unexpectedly, the elder in white was very handsome, holding a volume of books in his hand, like a scholar who has read thousands of volumes, with an air of independence from the world.

The bullying male Xiu turned pale, and did not dare to be rude to the scholar in front of him.

"Elder... Elder!" He quickly explained, "She is a mortal! She is not a student of our Daoist Academy! I am warning her!"

The scholar looked at him helplessly and asked, "What is the purpose of Dao Rong Yuan?"

The male cultivator hesitated, "The avenue...the avenue is all inclusive, and the sea can accommodate all rivers..."

"Are you from the Beast Sect?"

The male cultivator hid the earth and iron beast, "Yes..."

"I will truthfully record your college experience."

The male cultivator's face turned blue.

"Yes……"

The male cultivator walked away dejectedly, and Mu Anran felt a soft gaze on himself.

"Are you from Wood Spirit Island in Tiandu Xiancheng?"

Mu Ang nodded.

"Come in, after class, I will guide you into your body alone."

The scholar walked in.

Mu Anran curled his lips.

Those who can be the elders of the Dao Rong Academy must be above the Golden Core stage.

The monks all have spiritual consciousness, but he just knew everything that happened here.

Mu Anran followed him in, and entered the room in the small courtyard. The scholar stood on the podium, and under the podium were futons one after another, on which sat one after another male nuns, all with fair skin and fairy air, Either there is a spirit sword or a monster by his side.

Everyone's eyes fell on Mu Anran's body, and their strange eyes seemed to say: Look, why is there a mortal here?
Mu Anran found an empty seat and sat down indifferently.

In front of the old scholar is a sand table filled with lakes and rivers of all sizes.

"No matter which sect it is, the root of it is nothing more than the same source. Even demon cultivators and demon cultivators don't have to be classified into different classes..."

The lectures given by the immortal cultivators are very interesting. Although they are mysterious, they are not boring. With a wave of their sleeves, there are scenes of mountains, rivers and rivers. They can even create flashing streamers on the spot. When Mu Anran touches one of the streamers, he feels like he has become A gust of wind blows in the mountains and rivers, watching them gradually merge into the sea.

The old scholar was afraid that she would not understand, and said, "This is the Wangzhi Sea wrapped outside the Wangzhi Continent. Sometimes the sea and the mainland are no different..."

The monk's world is too overwhelming for ordinary people. Mu Anran watched the sun set in the distance, and the afterglow of the setting sun complemented the city in the sky, which was beautiful.

The streamer in the room disappeared, and the senior scholar finally finished speaking.

Lie weakly on the table, completely without the will to survive.

An interesting world cannot allow boring people to live, she should live in the world of her previous life, at most pointing out the world in the novel world on the computer.

"Your name is Mu Angran?"

Suddenly, the breeze carried the aroma, and a figure appeared in front of him.

Mu Angran raised his eyes.

First of all, there is an exquisite and graceful body, and when she raises her eyes, there is an extremely beautiful face.

She had a serious expression, and said very seriously, "My senior brother has something to do, let me help you draw Qi into your body, I can do my best."

Is it to say that the old teacher can teach without her?
Mu Anran passed her to look at the podium, but he did not see anyone.All kinds of monks around greeted the female nun respectfully, "Hello, Elder Lu."

The people in the room gradually walked away.

Mu Anran didn't think about how to say that he just wanted to eat and die.

"I do not want……"

"My name is Lu Yanling. It usually takes several days to induce Qi into the body. You can read a book first."

A gleaming ancient book was handed over.

Mu Anran raised his head stiffly, and sat up straight unconsciously, "Lu... Yan Ling?"

As an unscrupulous author, Mu Anran has a problem, that is, the names of places in all novels are exactly the same, which is a new level of laziness.

When she saw her cheap mother-in-law in Tiandu Xiancheng, she thought that she had transmigrated into her book "Death God" in which she sacrificed a world to become "Death God" for herself.

Even if she entered the Taoist Academy, she didn't think too much about it.

Until her other protagonist stood in front of her.

Lu Yanling—the heroine who wrote an inner volume on cultivating immortals in order to keep up with the trend.

And now, the heroine of the inner volume is standing in front of her alive, frowning at her decadent, dead fish.

This is... The protagonist of death and the heroine of introversion appeared in the same world?

Mu Angran's eyes darkened.

"Don't be dizzy."

The breeze was blowing on Mu Anran's face, and Mu Anran's mind cleared up a lot. The person in front of him breathed a sigh of relief after pinching the Jue, "It seems that I blamed you wrongly. You really fainted as in the rumors. No wonder you haven't come out for five days. Go through the house."

Presumably, I was alone in the room and fainted for five days.

Lu Yanling's brows relaxed, "Come find me next time you faint."

Mu Anran, who couldn't get dizzy even if he wanted to, said, "..."

It's worthy of chasing students for two blocks and asking her to study hard, in case the heroine of the introductory essay exceeds the number of students of her senior brother.

The ancient book was stuffed into Mu Anran's arms, Mu Anran flipped through two pages, and politely said, "I can do it by myself, the elder will do his own work first?"

Lu Yanling was silent for a while, then silently pointed to the ancient book, "You have the book upside down."

"..."

The words in the book are like entangled earthworms, seeming to carry some kind of mysterious power, but in Mu Angran's eyes they look exactly the same.

She was painfully tutored by Lu Yanling for several days, and she stuffed the formula of drawing qi into her body into her mind.

Finally, after a few days, she closed her eyes and focused her attention, feeling the existence of the purple light spot, which was absorbed into her body at once, and her body was instantly filled with strength, and the spiritual power in her dantian was abundant, and she succeeded in drawing qi into her body.

Of course, she stinks badly at that time, her skin was completely covered by the excreted dirt, and she jumped into the Wanrong Pool to wash it several times before she was done.

As a result, rumors spread throughout the streets and alleys of the Dao Rongyuan: "The new senior female cultivator is the eldest lady from the fairy city of Tiandu! Every day, she plunges into the pond, and it is said that she will seek death if she can't think about it!"

"Is the life in Tiandu Xiancheng very difficult? I heard that her father has more than a dozen illegitimate children?"

"No! I hear her crying in the house every day! Like a ghost!"

"In this way, I suddenly remembered that the last time I saw her being punished by Elder Lu for copying ancient books several times, she was so angry that she jumped into the Wanrong Pond on the spot! She said that her clothes were messy and she had to go back and change!"

"Huh? Then what?"

"Then? Elder Lu pinched the Fa Jue, and her clothes are tidy again!"