The First Academy in the Cultivation World

Hua Qingfeng, who was sitting on the other side of Lan Lian, looked at Lan Lian and asked, "Did you just gain spiritual power?"

Not only Lan Lian, but also Mo Zihan, Qin Xue and others who had cultivated themselves had spiritual power fluctuations in their bodies at that moment.

But it disappeared again after a moment. Hearing Hua Qingfeng's question, Lan Lian nodded: "Just now, for a moment, I did recover my cultivation."

But only for a moment.

Lan Lian frowned, unable to understand why. He looked at Ling Yan'er inquiringly. Ling Yan'er, sensing Lan Lian's gaze, looked over and asked, "Why are you looking at me? It's not like I sealed your cultivation. I can't restore it even if you look at me."

Lan Lian retracted his gaze: "Indeed, you don't have that ability."

But whether he can recover his cultivation level definitely depends on Ling Yan'er.

Ling Yan'er snorted, "What are you talking about? Are you trying to provoke me? You want me to help you find a way to recover your cultivation? I won't be fooled."

Lan Lian changed the subject and said, "I don't think so. Since it's New Year's, what's your New Year's wish?"

Ling Yan'er immediately said, "Of course, we need to develop our school. We need to recruit students and teachers, and build this academy to the highest level! We need to construct all the buildings!"

"Just this?" Dongfang Zichu asked.

"Of course." Ling Yan'er said, "What else is there to do?"

Return to the modern era? She wanted to, but she had no choice but to give up.

Other people's souls can find a way to die and maybe go back, but she is in a body, so if she dies, she will really die!

Since we can't leave the school on a daily basis, of course we can only find ways to build the college to the highest level.

Maybe she can go back after all four branches are built.

If she could practice, she could still practice one scroll at a time. Maybe if her practice level was high enough, she could even break through the void and tear apart the space to go back. But isn't she unable to practice?

However, if we train these masters of cultivation and ask them to help, maybe it will be possible.

Ling Yan'er looked at the people at the table and felt that there might be a chance for her to get along well with them.

Seeing Ling Yan'er's scrutiny, Dongfang Zichu asked, "Why are you looking at us like that?"

I always feel that there is something profound in Ling Yan'er's gaze.

Ling Yan'er said confidently, "Let's see who of you is most likely to ascend first."

Lin Zidie said, "It must be me and my husband. We have the highest cultivation level here."

"You still have to work for another eight hundred years." Ling Yan'er frowned and suddenly asked, "What if you ascend before the eight hundred years?"

"I've already ascended, so of course I can just let it go." Lin Zidie said, holding her chopsticks, "You'll have to bear this loss."

"You can promote us as the people who have ascended in your academy." Shui Qingyang said.

Ling Yan'er said unhappily, "I made a profit, didn't I?"

Shui Qingyang looked at Ling Yan'er in confusion. This was actually Ling Yan'er's profit. The descendants of his former nephews in the sect did not dare to use this to promote the sect.

They didn't dare to say that he and Lin Zidie were from their sect, they only dared to say that their sect was under their protection.

Hua Qingfeng said, "It's easy to find a teacher, but it's hard to find an academy with a teacher who has ascended. It seems that only the first generation teacher of Qingshan Academy has ascended."

"Yes." Xie Hanshan, who also came from a sect, replied.

"It's not that easy to ascend to heaven. No one has ascended to heaven in 30,000 years." Dongfang Zichu said.

"We are the next one." Lin Zidie said.

"Maybe it's me." Dongfang Zichu said.

"You are only in the enlightenment stage now, it's too early to think about ascending." Lin Zidie said proudly: "My husband and I are already in the middle stage of the great success, and ascending is only a matter of time."

Dongfang Zichu gritted his teeth and said, "Maybe I can recover faster!"

Lin Zidie glanced at the still bare tree outside the window and said sarcastically, "Wait until you grow a few more leaves."

Ling Yan'er listened to the two people arguing, then turned to discuss with Lan Lian why he had recovered his cultivation for a moment just now.

After dinner, everyone put the bowls and chopsticks back on the bowl and chopstick rack.

After putting them there, the dishes and chopsticks disappeared, and after a few moments they appeared cleanly in the kitchen cabinet.

Ling Yan'er looked at it and sighed again, this is much smarter than modern dishwashers.

After packing everything up, Ling Yan'er brought Dongfang Zichu to the school gate to take out the flying boat.

But in fact, the cultivators were not very keen on going out to play. Apart from the five people including Zhao Xiyue who wanted to go home, there were only the four siblings including Duan Xiao and Duan Xian, and finally Hua Qingfeng who was worried about Ling Yan'er.

If it wasn't for Ling Yan'er who informed them that they would have a reunion dinner together, they wouldn't dare to object. If it was someone else, they wouldn't have paid any attention to it.

Ling Yan'er didn't care too much about this. She watched as those who were going back to the dormitory went back to the dormitory, those who were going to the Demon-Suppressing Tower went to the Demon-Suppressing Tower, and those who were going to the Star-Picking Tower went to the Star-Picking Tower. After everyone got on the flying boat, they headed towards Furong City.

Arriving at Furong City, Ling Yan'er landed the flying boat at the city gate and said to Zhao Xiyue and the others, "You can all go home. We'll gather here tomorrow afternoon to return to the academy."

"Okay." Zhao Xiyue and the others dispersed, and Duan Xian also dispersed with Duan Xiao and the others.

Ling Yan'er looked at Hua Qingfeng who was still beside her and asked, "What about you? Aren't you going to do your own thing?"

"Do you remember what happened last time you were here?" Hua Qingfeng asked, "I'm fine."

"The Taoyuan City that was almost a mirror image last time has been burned down." Ling Yan'er said.

Hua Qingfeng said: "You and Dongfang Zichu's cultivation is not high, so it's best not to go alone. Think about it, you still have the entire academy."

"No one can hit me." Ling Yan'er said, "Besides, I'm not the kind of person who likes to cause trouble."

Dongfang Zichu said, "Didn't we say we were here to watch the fireworks and dragon dances? Let's go in and find a seat."

"That's right." Ling Yan'er just remembered her purpose: "We need to go and grab a seat first."

While on the flying boat, Ling Yan'er asked Zhao Xiyue that the best place to watch the fireworks was the Bell and Drum Tower. The fireworks were set off on the river opposite it, and the dragon and lion dances would also pass by there. The street behind it was the most lively Lantern Riddle Street on New Year's Eve every year.

So Ling Yan'er stopped worrying about Hua Qingfeng and just treated him as an extra helper.

Ling Yan'er took out her cell phone and compared the direction and walked towards the Bell and Drum Tower. The further she walked, the more people there were around her.

Everyone went over to play. As Ling Yan'er was walking, she remembered that she had forgotten to ask Zhao Xiyue and the others when to set off the fireworks.

Forget it, the unknown is the real surprise. Ling Yaner comforted herself after taking only two steps. She saw many people selling small gadgets along the way.

Ling Yan'er looked at a lot of purses, sachets, rouge and powder out of curiosity, and then wanted to continue running her stall.

Ling Yan'er grabbed Dongfang Zichu and asked, "What do you say, we should set up a ring-tossing stall?"

"Aren't you out here to have fun?" Dongfang Zichu asked, "And what about the ring toss?"

Ling Yan'er was about to explain what ring tossing was, but then shook her head: "No, a ring tossing stall is worse than a lottery. People like you who have cultivation and martial arts skills are basically always successful. It would be a waste for me to set up a ring tossing stall."

"Hit the target every time? A game similar to pitching a pot?" Dongfang Zichu tried hard to understand what Ling Yan'er meant.

Ling Yan'er nodded and explained, "It's a bit similar. You just mark off an area, put things in an orderly manner, and everyone takes a trap outside the line and wins the prize."

"We really can't do this." Dongfang Zichu agreed.

"Yes." Ling Yan'er said.

No matter whether they are cultivating immortality or practicing martial arts, their accuracy is impeccable. Her lottery is even worse than the ring-tossing game. At least the lottery can control the number of special prizes.

But she did have the urge to set up a stall, but after thinking about it, she decided not to, as she still wanted to have fun.

The three of them went to the third floor of the Bell and Drum Tower near the railing and occupied a table. Not long after they sat down, the surrounding tables were full.

Dongfang Zichu landed on the table, Ling Yan'er and Hua Qingfeng sat on either side. Ling Yan'er said, "Luckily we arrived at the right time. If we were any later, there wouldn't even be a table left."

After a while, the waiter came to ask Hua Qingfeng what he wanted. Hua Qingfeng ordered a pot of tea and two plates of snacks.

While waiting for the waiter to serve tea, Ling Yan'er took out her cell phone and took out a bowl of melon seeds that she had stored in it.

When Ling Yan'er placed the basin on the table, Hua Qingfeng fell silent. Dongfang Zichu asked, "I have no objection to you bringing your own melon seeds, but do you really need such a large basin?"

"I'm not asking you to eat it all at once." Ling Yan'er took out a beautiful little plate and filled it with food, then put the basin back. "I'm doing this just in case you run out of food when you want to."

Dongfang Zichu asked, "So you only brought one basin? When did you get it?"

The last time I wanted to do it, I didn't have it.

"Of course not. One pot is not enough." Ling Yan'er said, "I prepared 999 pots."

Every time she wants to put something in, she always puts it in 999, well, unless there is not that much.

Before, she was too narrow-minded and put things one by one, and the compartments were not enough. But since she made rational use of tools, stuffed things into a box and then put it into her backpack, the compartments in her backpack were enough, and she even prepared a lot of extra boxes as backup.

Hearing Ling Yan'er say that she had prepared 999 pots, Hua Qingfeng and Dongfang Zichu were speechless: "Is it necessary to prepare so many?"

"Eat slowly." Ling Yan'er said, "It's better than not having it when I want it."

Hua Qingfeng and Dongfang Zichu didn't dwell on this issue. The three of them chatted while waiting for night to fall.

The waiter brought the tea and snacks quite quickly. When he saw Ling Yan'er's melon seeds, he didn't say anything.

When it got dark, Ling Yan'er ordered dinner with the people at the next table and had just finished eating when she saw the fireworks outside.

Fireworks of various shapes bloomed in the night sky. It was the first time Ling Yan'er had seen such beautiful fireworks. She watched for a long time before she remembered to record the video.

She had only seen some small boxes of fireworks before, but this kind of fireworks with various styles lined up on the river bank was the first time she saw it.

It’s more inspiring than watching it on the screen, and it’s simply beautiful.

This display of fireworks lasted for at least an hour, and even after she was sure that the fireworks had stopped, Ling Yan'er still felt a little reluctant to leave.

She looked back with lingering interest and found that Dongfang Zichu and Hua Qingfeng were not very interested in the fireworks.

The two of them were each reading a book. Ling Yan'er was puzzled: "Aren't you interested in such beautiful fireworks?"

Hua Qingfeng said: "Not bad."

"I thought you were talking about something else. Is it worth you thinking about it for so long?" Dongfang Zichu didn't respond. "It's not even as good as the light effects of spells. I'll show you a few spells when we get back to school."

Ling Yan'er snorted, "How could there be so many beautiful spells..."

Halfway through her speech, Ling Yan'er clapped her hands in sudden realization, "That's right, we can have all the students in the school learn it. Once they've learned it, we can put on a cultural performance and cast spells together!"

It felt as if Ling Yan'er had thought of some strange idea. Hua Qingfeng asked: "What is a cultural performance?"

Ling Yan'er said, "We'll just have the students perform songs and dances, and other things. We're all in elementary school now, so it makes sense to have a Children's Day celebration. There are a few classes right now, so having three performances per class is pretty reasonable."

Dongfang Zichu and Hua Qingfeng looked at each other. At this moment, both of them were a little glad that they were teachers instead of students.

Hua Qingfeng still had some conscience and advised: "We all come to the academy to practice, so it's not a good idea to ask us to prepare a program, right?"

Ling Yan'er waved her hand. "It's not a big deal. Demonstrating swordplay, magic, or anything like that is fine. It won't interfere with their training. We'll even give out rewards when we select the top 123."