Men wear women, and Lu Ding is forced to marry

After seven days, he finally got used to this rhythm.

The students in Class A were also used to seeing him standing in the corner silently biting on a bun, quietly drinking the warm and nourishing spiritual milk, used to having an inconspicuous background board during class, and used to seeing him sitting under the big tree in front of the academy gate at noon with a fragrant lunch box, sometimes eating chewy noodles, sometimes steamed rice with both meat and vegetables.

I don’t know how I trained, but I didn’t miss out on eating.

The teacher knew his level very well and was not picky about his grades. He could study when he wanted to and leave when he wanted to, without any difficulty or obstruction. The other monks were distant and no one came forward to disturb him. They also left him aside during the usual assessments and team formations.

Everyone knew clearly that he was Ye Lingyun's private property.

Anyone else who dares to touch it may pay the price.

Gu Chenzhou got some peace and quiet, and from the third day on, he took out the cushion from the storage ring. During the day, he sat by and watched their movements, practicing them in his mind. At night, he returned to the quiet room, breathed in and out to nourish his energy, and practiced his boxing and kicking.

He did not attend other classes on formations or alchemy, and focused all his attention on physical skills and sword techniques.

His sense of the outside world became duller and duller. Gradually, he could no longer see other people's eyes or hear other people's voices.

The first heavy snow lasted for three whole days. Even after the snow stopped for several days, the snow on the ground still did not melt. The cold winter sun shone on it, and the scene was bright in front of my eyes.

The monks in Class A were discussing and laughing, looking very happy.

"Did you hear that? We won again this time!"

"We are almost at the border of Luanhai. Beyond Luanhai is their territory with the demon clan. The Great Demon Jingyuan plotted against our Sword Clan. It was a wrong decision. I heard that the Ye Family and the other eight families sent out people. As soon as the great demons showed up, they were surrounded and suppressed. It was a relief!"

"But now that the great demons have become conscious, will the demons they command also gradually..."

"Who knows..."

"How many people have the Instrumental Music Sect and the Demonic Sound Sect sent to assist us? They are the closest to Luan Hai and are restless all day long."

"Not many, there aren't many of them anyway..."

Thousands of years ago, monsters came out of Jingyuan, crossed Luanhai, and invaded human territory. There were so many monsters that they were overwhelming when they came out. Their cultivation was not inferior to that of cultivators. The aristocratic families and sects at that time had to unite to suppress them. The battle was very tragic and difficult, and many people died.

In the end, it was the Mo Yu Zhenren who sacrificed himself, used his body as a formation, sacrificed his soul, and cleansed all the demons.

Now, more and more demons have awakened their consciousness. Unlike the previous situation, the cultivators have to start making plans. On the one hand, it is to ensure their own immortality, and on the other hand, it is to expand their territory and drive the demons back to Jingyuan.

"It seems that we have encountered the Kunpeng clan from the demon clan stirring up trouble this time. I heard that their demon blood can be used to make holy medicine, demon bones can be used to refine weapons, and demon pupils can help people see through illusions, allowing the world to appear in its most primitive state."

"If I had known this, I would have followed the chariot a few days ago. If I could have hunted one, I could have sent some of the money back to my brother."

Several students from Class A had gone with the car to provide support a few days ago, while the rest were attending classes as normal. They were practicing and discussing enthusiastically, their mouths never stopped. Gu Chenzhou was standing by, still observing their movements intently.

The little man in the sea of ​​consciousness gradually became more realistic and swung the sword steadily.

He then made a second little man, and a third little man.

Blue, green, gold, purple, colorful.

More and more little people were practicing in his sea of ​​consciousness, until he felt tired and sore, then he stopped meditating and stood up.

The students in Class A had physical training classes, but he couldn't keep up. Gu Chenzhou chose a physical training class in Class C. Although he was still worse than everyone else after entering, as long as he studied hard, he could keep up with the teacher's progress and improve slowly.

There is only one Class A in the Sword Sect, twenty Class Bs, and even more Classes C and D, with fifty classes each.

He went to Class C for practice once, and after one night, all the students in Class C had communicated with each other.

Since then, there are many people who lean on the windows and stand at the door every day to look at him.

The physical training teacher of Class C changed his position and moved him to the innermost side. Gu Chenzhou was also required to wear a special veil to cover his face to block their spiritual sense from prying eyes.

Today was the same as usual. After half a day of class in Class A, he packed up his things and prepared to change shifts.

Only after he left did others start talking about him.

"He always sits there. It seems like he's just pretending to get by."

"The students in Class C said that he had a lot of questions in class and it seemed difficult for him to follow the lectures."

"Don't mention it. It's okay if he doesn't understand the class. I heard that he fell asleep when we were practicing yesterday."

"You really think cultivation is a joke."

"Hey, he married so well. When he was a mortal, he was able to marry the sect master, and the sect master never treated him badly. Why bother? Take him back quickly."

Several of them said yes, sighed, and devoted themselves to cultivation again without saying anything else.

The Sword Sect's front-line team was returning, and everyone was waiting anxiously, and there would be a noise every once in a while during class.

Class A was like this already, and Class C was even more chaotic, like boiling porridge, bubbling non-stop.

The longer they waited, the more anxious they became, especially the new disciples of the Sword Sect. They had never fought at close range against cultivators on the front lines, and had never had the opportunity to come into contact with the legendary sect master that others talked about. Their hearts became more and more fanatical.

When the class was over in the evening, the sound of stringed instruments from the celebration banquet could be heard faintly. The disciples were in an uproar, knowing that the people from the front line had returned with the spoils.

The high-ranking inner disciples had been asked to leave in advance to attend the celebration banquet in the evening. As for the lower-ranking disciples, as soon as the class was over, the servants who had been waiting at the door for a long time appeared in front of them carrying a large jar filled with the spiritual soup cooked by the master.

It was a Nascent Soul level monster captured by the front line. It had huge energy and was a great tonic for the cultivators. A person with a low level of cultivation could digest it after eating one bite, and after eating two bites, he could go to meditate and practice.

The disciples who were about to leave the academy crowded over and lined up to receive their gifts.

Each person was given a bottle of spirit wine and a bag of magic crystals. Magic crystals were extracted from monsters by monks and could be used to temporarily disguise themselves as monsters of the same kind to avoid detection by low-level monsters.

For ordinary monks, it can save their lives.

Gu Chenzhou happened to be in Class C, and he also received a bowl of soup. The monk who distributed spiritual food saw him, smiled politely, picked out the freshest piece for him, and replaced the spiritual wine with spiritual milk, and handed it to him.

Gu Chenzhou took it, looked at her and thanked her.

The man said, "You're welcome."

He sat aside holding the bowl. The monks with low cultivation only had a small piece of meat in their bowls, not because they were stingy, but because if they ate too much, they would not be able to absorb the energy and would instead cause physical discomfort.

He lifted the gauze curtain, lowered his head and took a bite. It was very delicious, and all the muscles and bones in his body seemed to be strengthened.

It tastes so good. The cooking skills of the big sect are really good.

He was eating happily when the Tun Tun rat moved restlessly around his neck and squeaked.

The surroundings instantly became quiet, and the students in Class C pushed each other's arms, looking very excited.

He seemed to sense something, put down the bowl, and slowly stood up.

There was a cloud car approaching rapidly in the sky, and the flames in the swaying glass lotus lanterns on both sides were flickering with cold colors.

The cold wind blew his clothes. In just a few days, his figure grew like a bamboo shoot. From a distance, he looked much taller. Ye Rong, who was driving in front, gently pulled the reins and gave him a gentle smile.

The cloud car landed and stopped on the other side of the road.

After a moment, the curtain inside the car was lifted, revealing a dim shadow through the window pane. The person inside turned his face slightly, revealing that stunningly familiar face.

"Xiao Zhou." She said in a soft voice.