The First Academy in the Cultivation World

Ling Yan'er opened the video and said to Ling Ziye, who was practicing swordsmanship, "If you can't control your original form, you won't grow. If you can't grow, you won't be able to transform into a human form. Your original form should be two meters tall. Don't you feel crowded like this?"

Long Xuyao ​​wagged his tail and said, "I'm trying to control myself."

Compared to the excruciating pain of transforming back into his original form and the pain of shedding his skin for the first time, he really didn't feel the pain of his current size was that great.

He didn't feel much of this slight discomfort, and this body shape was quite fresh.

Ling Yan'er stopped trying to persuade her. After all, it was useless to persuade her. If a naughty child was obedient, could he still be called a naughty child?

Ling Yan'er used her mobile phone to record Ling Ziye's practice three times. It can be seen that Ling Ziye's sword moves are becoming more and more smooth and fluent. By the last time, Ling Ziye had already mastered it. He clearly did not use any spiritual power, but he could still feel the sharp sword energy.

This was the first time that Ling Yan'er felt the sword energy directly. She suddenly felt that the bare area around the martial arts field was not beautiful enough, and she should plant two peach trees around it.

Ling Ziye put away his sword after practicing. He didn't care much about food and went straight back to the dormitory.

Ling Yan'er put Long Xuyao ​​on her wrist, opened the game app, found the construction mode and started the layout. She planted two peach trees near the door of the martial arts field and placed flower beds on both sides.

After clicking on "Complete Construction", the peach tree and flower bed appeared out of thin air. Ling Yan'er nodded. It should have been arranged earlier, otherwise it would have looked much better when taking the photo of Ling Ziye just now.

Ling Yan'er entered the cafeteria, picked out a portion of braised duck brain, another portion of white meat and a portion of stir-fried cabbage, then served the rice and started eating.

She hasn't seen any hot pot, maocai, skewers, or bobo chicken refreshed for several days. There are only stir-fries and cold dishes, which she doesn't like very much.

After dinner, Ling Yan'er brought Long Xuyao ​​back to the dormitory, placed him on a futon, and said, "You sleep here tonight. If you can't learn to fly by tomorrow morning, just wait."

After playing with her phone until midnight, she didn't hear the sound of Dongfang Zichu and Hua Qingfeng coming back. When Ling Yan'er woke up from her nap, she found that Long Xuyao ​​was indeed sleeping on the futon, curled up in a small ball.

After searching in several other rooms, it was found that Dongfang Zichu had indeed not returned. After drinking some water and going to the toilet, Ling Yan'er continued to take a nap before getting up.

Long Xuyao ​​had already woken up, but he was really too lazy to move. When he saw Ling Yan'er, he just arched his back twice on the cushion and then stretched out into a long strip.

"I was very obedient and didn't run around." said Long Xuyao.

"Then did you control your body obediently to fly?" Ling Yan'er asked.

Long Xuyao ​​pretended not to hear.

Ling Yan'er wrapped the little dragon around her wrist and found that Long Xuyao ​​had grown a little bigger and heavier after one night.

After Ling Yan'er finished her breakfast, she placed Long Xuyao ​​on the ground of the martial arts arena, took out the kettle that she usually used to water Dongfang Zichu's body, and poured it on Long Xuyao.

Long Xuyao ​​quickly used all four claws to dodge to the side: "The ground is covered in dust and you're still pouring water on it. Do you have any heart? The mud and water are splashing into my mouth!"

Ling Yan'er didn't say anything, but took the kettle and poured water on Long Xuyao: "It's okay, controlling water is an instinct that every dragon should have."

"I'm a gold-type dragon! Not a water-type dragon!" Long Xuyao ​​said angrily as he dodged. "I'm learning how to care for a gold-type dragonet, not how to tease a gold-type dragonet. Stop right there! Or I'll file a complaint against you!"

"I'm the principal, who are you complaining to?" Ling Yan'er said arrogantly, "Just drop out. You can't even drop out of school in your condition."

Long Xuyao ​​was chased by Ling Yan'er for the entire morning, and the entire martial arts training ground and the accessible cafeteria were in a mess and wet.

Ling Yan'er was so tired after exercising that she sat on the stone bench of the chess table and gasped for breath. Long Xuyao ​​lay on the wet ground without caring whether he got dirty or not. This morning, he exercised more than the whole week before.

After all, it was Liu Yixian who took care of him in the past few days, taking him to the classroom and back to the dormitory every day. Ling Yan'er's training classes became Liu Yixian's exclusive ones. Liu Yixian made rapid progress in the past few days, although his cultivation level did not improve.

But that was limited by his own spiritual roots. It can be imagined that if he was no longer affected by the damaged spiritual roots, his cultivation would soar to the sky.

Long Xuyao ​​recovered after lying down for a while. He found that after being tormented by Ling Yan'er, his body had become much bigger, and he even began to understand the method of running the spiritual power of this dragon body.

He doesn't fly because he doesn't want to fly, or because he has cultivation but can't feel it and can't use any spiritual power.

He was meditating quietly, but before he could come up with anything, Ling Yan'er, who had just rested, picked him up and used a kettle to rinse the mud and water off his body.

After rinsing, Ling Yan'er used a handkerchief to wipe Long Xuyao ​​clean, and sent him back to the dormitory before coming down to have lunch. As soon as she walked out of the cafeteria after lunch, she saw Hua Qingfeng and Dongfang Zichu coming back.

Ling Yan'er went to meet them: "Why did you come back so late? Will the next mission take so long?"

"We took a stroll through Lingyun City." Hua Qingfeng said, "And this time when we went to Lingyun City, things weren't going well there. They said there were demonic cultivators causing trouble, and two people were missing."

"Demon cultivators?" Ling Yan'er asked curiously, "Isn't it said that the continent of demon cultivators is very far away?"

Hua Qingfeng glanced at Dongfang Zichu and said, "That's the theory, but isn't Dongfang Zichu also a demon? The demon race is very far away from us humans, but he's also here."

That’s right. No matter how far the distance is, as long as there is enough benefit, even if there is no benefit, there might be some bored demon cultivators coming over.

Ling Yan'er knew she had asked a stupid question: "So why did you come back today?"

"Lingyun City is under martial law. We are not allowed to leave the city gates at night." Hua Qingfeng said, "If our flying boat had not been picking up Liu Yixian and his group at a fixed time every week since last year, and if the people of Lingyun City had not been familiar with us, they might not have let us leave the city."

Hearing this, Ling Yan'er asked, "Can they still return to school on Sunday afternoon?"

Hua Qingfeng nodded: "I've asked about this. Normal students are allowed to leave the city, but the inspection of unfamiliar faces is stricter."

Fortunately, Ling Yan'er often slacked off and asked Hua Qingfeng to take the flying boat to send people off, so that she could get acquainted with the guards guarding the city gate.

Otherwise, he might not be able to leave the city. Even so, he was interrogated for a long time and asked what he was doing in the city. Fortunately, Feizhou was conspicuous enough to know that he had just entered the city for one night, otherwise it would be difficult to explain.

I hope Lingyun City can catch the rebellious demon cultivator as soon as possible.