I played the role of a cannon fodder scumbag, but I was the heartthrob

Chapter 150 Master Bai Yueguang, You Smell So Good (17)

The next morning.

After breakfast, Hua Jingmian took a carriage pulled by cranes and headed to the side hall of the Jiuxing Palace.

There is a place specifically used to teach new disciples, and it is called Taoliyuan.

All new disciples must be taught by the immortal master of Jiugongmen.

What is taught are the most basic cultivation knowledge of the Nine Palaces Sect.

Entering Taoli Garden, Hua Jingmian found his seat on the sandalwood desk according to the rules.

Finally, in the third row by the window on the right, I saw a wooden sign on the desk.

The wooden sign had his name and number written on it.

That was his seat.

How is this the same as his modern classes?

Complaining in his heart, Hua Jingmian had no choice but to pull out a chair and sit down.

At this moment, a breeze blew, blowing away the books and papers on the table in the room.

The paper rustled like leaves.

In the air, a clear and slightly bitter fragrance came from far away.

A woman with a veil on her face and a silver bell hanging around her waist came slowly towards her.

The new disciples who were chatting and playing, when they saw the woman, all stared at her infatuatedly.

The woman was dressed in white, as white as jade, with delicate features and a temperament like a secluded orchid in a valley. Everyone who saw her was impressed.

Hua Jingmian felt a secret joy in his heart when he recognized her as the first woman to climb the ladder to heaven that day.

Staring at her intently.

She seemed to notice his obscure gaze, or perhaps she had remembered something. After a brief pause, she nodded at him in greeting with her autumn eyes as white as water and as curved as crescent moons.

Hua Jingmian's heart was in turmoil, his throat was dry and his mind was filled with fireworks.

Especially when he saw her sitting in front of him, he was so fragrant that he was ecstatic and couldn't help but stand up.

I nearly knocked over the table, and a sudden pain in my abdomen hit me.

As soon as she sat down, Hua Jingmian heard a familiar voice from the left.

"This girl is obviously extraordinary. She ranked first in this election and is now the last disciple of Qingwu Xianzun. I wonder what her name is?"

These words were asked by Xiao Kuiwen, who had a grudge against him.

A disciple whom Hua Jingmian did not recognize answered, "Ah, she is the apple of the eye of the Jiangcheng City Lord, Jiang Zhaoyue."

"It's her. I heard that Miss Jiang is the most beautiful woman in Jiangcheng. There are many suitors for her hand in marriage, but she doesn't like any of them."

"Not only that, the current Crown Prince also wanted to choose her as his Crown Princess, but she refused, claiming she had no interest in romantic relationships. She then packed her bags and came to the Nine Palaces to practice."

"It is said that the prince is even clamoring to stop being the crown prince and wants to come here to cultivate immortality."

"This is too weird..."

"Cough, cough, cough!"

Hua Jingmian pricked up his ears quietly and was listening with great interest when a rapid cough was heard outside the door.

"Attend class!"

An old man with a pine cane came in with books and came to the podium.

The old man, dressed in a long robe with white hair and a youthful face, faced the crowd below the stage.

"My surname is Song, and my given name is Lian. From now on, I will be the one responsible for teaching you."

The Zhongwei disciples below the stage stood up, bowed, and clasped their hands together, "Disciple greets Immortal Master Song."

After receiving the greeting, Master Song asked them to sit down.

Open the book and start the lecture.

Hua Jingmian was rarely absent-minded, the scent of bitter orange took away all his attention.

Li Xun, who was standing behind him, saw it all and kicked the chair he was sitting on.

Caught off guard, Hua Jingmian fell to the ground.

He suppressed the anger in his chest and looked at the culprit.

The latter said defiantly, “I didn’t mean to do that.”

Hua Jingmian stood up with the help of the table, picked up the fallen chair and smashed it at him.

A shrill scream sounded.

Enjoying his screams, Hua Jingmian retaliated, "As you can see, I didn't mean it."