The First Academy in the Cultivation World

On the other hand, the reactions of several families were similar.

On the other hand, as for the independent cultivators, five families crowded into Su Qinghe's house to listen to their children talk about what they were taught in school.

Knowing that the science class at school was about learning about spiritual herbs and monsters, Wen Yulan put her arm around Yu Shishi's shoulders and said, "Shishi, let's memorize all the spiritual herbs. When we go to Fengyaotong Forest, we can dig up more to sell."

Yu Shishi nodded vigorously: "Yeah."

A few people opened the science book, and found that the book only taught about thirty kinds of spiritual herbs, all of which were low-level spiritual herbs, but the fifty or so kinds of monsters in the book were also low-level.

Each monster has its own living environment and weaknesses explained in detail, with the weaknesses highlighted.

Yu Shishi whispered, "You can also remember all the monsters. These are all monsters we can defeat."

After all, the ones above are all Qi Refining Level 1 monsters, and they have just stepped into the ranks of monsters, and their weaknesses are also thoughtfully marked.

Su Qinghe hugged his daughter and kissed her: "It seems that it is worthwhile for us to go to school."

Su Yu nodded: "Yes, the teacher not only teaches us to practice, but also teaches us how to deal with monsters."

Linzhou snorted, "They didn't even teach us how to deal with it. They just threw us into the monster pile."

"Are you hurt?" Wen Yulan looked at her son.

Su Yu said, "It's better to get out after getting injured in the tower."

"Illusion?" Several people looked at each other and became more certain of the correctness of sending their children to school.

Later, Yu Shishi bought paper and pen and copied down the monsters and spiritual herbs in the science book several times. Then, several parents made an appointment to go to Fengyaotonglin together. The harvest was greater than usual, which is a story for another time.

On Monday, Ling Yan'er, who had been wasting two days, didn't want to continue attending classes. She got up and vented her resentment at Dongfang Zichu: "Zichu, how about you help me with the class?"

Dongfang Zichu: "Didn't you say I'm a mascot? Aren't mascots just supposed to be cute?"

Ling Yan'er, I don't want to go to work, I don't want to go to work at all.

Ling Yan'er attended classes for another two days and thought: "It seems we are still short of teachers."

But there was no way, she couldn't leave the campus at all. Even if she sent the children back to Lingyun City, they could only stay on the flying boat and couldn't get off.

There is absolutely no chance to kidnap the teacher.

Dongfang Zichu saw that Ling Yan'er really couldn't get up in the morning, so he quietly helped to substitute for the class.

One is that he took classes with Ling Yan'er for a few days and knew how to teach. The other is that he brought his teacher's work ID with him, so how to be a teacher and how to teach were imprinted in his mind.

Ling Yan'er felt a little guilty at first because she missed a class, but later when she saw Dongfang Zichu teaching the class, she became arrogant and basically Dongfang Zichu taught all the classes in the morning.

A month passed while Ling Yan'er was tending to the trees and fishing. Ling Yan'er caught Dongfang Zichu and suddenly found that he had grown a little bit. The leaves of the fairy tree were no longer yellow, but showed some green instead.

"Dongfang Zichu, have you grown a little bit bigger than before?" Ling Yan'er measured the other's size with her palm: "When I held you like this before, my palm could..."

Dongfang Zichu's face was filled with gloom as he stopped Ling Yan'er from continuing, "My strength has recovered a little, and I'm almost at the Foundation Establishment stage now."

He also didn't expect that after removing those dead branches and rotten roots, and then with Ling Yan'er's watering and fertilizing, his body would slowly recover.