Was watched by the master

Fang Mu stopped talking in his hand, and he looked at Fang Zhi in a panic: "Why... why? Didn't the master say that you can come if you don't practice? Why... why can't you come?"

What did he do wrong again?

Fang Mu was puzzled, and at the same time tears overflowed to his eyes, he felt abandoned by his family.

"It's not that you can't come, it's that you don't come these few days."

"Why...why?" Fang Zhi didn't understand why he couldn't come all of a sudden.

"I think you need to retake the safety awareness class. You haven't memorized any important knowledge."

"Actually..." Fang Mu put down his chopsticks, "It's not that I can't remember at all, but sometimes I need to think about it, and I can't remember it subconsciously."

He really didn't want to go to Kungan Pavilion to attend classes anymore, so he finally asked his master to take half a year's leave on the grounds that his master taught him how to practice...

"If you can't remember it subconsciously, it means you don't remember it well. You don't need to waste time practicing. It's better to keep the safety knowledge regulations in mind. I will ask the elders of Kungan Pavilion to take special care of you. Remember it carefully."

Fang Zhi's facial expression didn't change a bit, but Fang Mu felt that Fang Zhi was smiling.

Is this the punishment Master gave him?

"Okay." Fang Mu lowered his shoulders, resigned himself to his fate and asked, "Then when will I go up?"

"Your teacher will tell you, anyway, didn't you go there every afternoon?" Fang Zhi picked up the water glass on the table, and took a sip gracefully, calmly, without any disturbance in his eyes.

On the side, Fang Mu's eyes were like dark clouds.

He really didn't want to take the safety knowledge class. Although the Sixth Elder described things horribly every time, he always felt that it was safe in Penglai. situation.

So he felt that Di Kun didn't have to worry about this and that every day, as long as he paid a little attention during the rainy season.

When he made this suggestion in class, what he got was not the approval of the Sixth Elder, but her serious criticism.

She always said that he was young and didn't know the benefits and harms, and making such suggestions would be harming others.

He didn't understand. He obviously just thought that everyone didn't have to live so tiredly, so why did he become a victim?

Later, when he went to class, he didn't listen to the class very much. He was either doing other things in class or wandering in the mind. The sixth elders couldn't help him.

"Oh." Thinking of this, the delicious food on the table suddenly became stale, Fang Mu pushed the bowl and chopsticks, and said listlessly: "I'm full."

"It's useless to lose your temper. I said that if you want to rehabilitate, you must rehabilitate." Fang Zhi was a little surprised by Fang Mu's attitude, but he didn't get angry because of it.

"No, I'm just really full." Fang Mu changed his attitude.

"En." Fang Zhi replied softly, indicating that he had heard it.

Fang Zhi didn't have any disciples specially sent to serve him. As a junior, Fang Mu naturally had to take the initiative to clean up the table after eating.

So under Fang Zhi's guidance, he removed everything and washed all the empty dishes.

After finishing everything, Fang Mu was so exhausted that he was out of breath. He realized the price of eating a big meal at the master's place. Next time, if possible, he would be satisfied with just one dish and one meat, and he didn't want to wash so many dishes anymore. !

After resting for a long time, Fang Mu remembered the business. He came to dig the threshold stone today!Why have you been doing other things?

He got up and ran to the gate of the nave, knelt down and touched the threshold with his hands. It was cold and comfortable, not like a stone but more like a crystal ore.

At this time Fang Zhi had come behind him, Fang Mu asked: "Master, where is my shovel?"

"threw."

"what!"

"I lied to you, but it was indeed thrown in a corner." Fang Zhi crossed his arms and looked down at Fang Mu who was squatting by the door.

"Then...then what do I use to dig?" He tried to break it with his hands, but it couldn't be broken at all.

"Need to dig?" Fang Zhi glanced at Fang Mu as if looking at a waste, he raised his right foot and lightly kicked the threshold stone under Fang Mu's gaze.

The threshold stone suddenly fell to the ground like a child falling.

(○д) Fang Mu was dumbfounded and couldn't believe it!

Is this all right? ? ?

In disbelief, he reached out and grabbed the threshold stone and pulled.

I rely on!Can really pull!

Am I too weak?

Fang Mu couldn't help but doubt himself, why he couldn't break it with such force, and it was over with a light kick from the master? ? ?

"What are you doing in a daze, don't you want it? You can take it away." Fang Zhi touched the threshold stone with the toe of his shoe.

"?? Oh, right away." Fang Mu stood up quickly, bent down and tried to hug the threshold stone, but found that he could only drag it, but could not completely lift it up. It was too heavy, heavier than black iron. The shovel made is much heavier!

"Master, what is it made of?" Fang Mu asked awkwardly.

"Don't you know?"

Fang Mu shook his head.

Fang Zhi: "I don't know what you want it to do?"

"It's beautiful and suitable for handicrafts." Fang Mu answered truthfully.

"You have a problem with your eyes." Fang Zhi lifted his leg over the threshold stone, walked back to the big chair in the hall and sat down.

Fang Mu also put down the stone and ran in, "So what is it? It's heavier than black iron, and I can't lift it."

"That's Dragonglass."

As soon as Fang Mu heard the word "dragon" in his name, he subconsciously felt noble, and his eyes widened.

"What is that?" Did it fall from the dragon?Like dragon ball or something? !

Fang Mu was stunned by his own thought. How precious the dragon ball is, its value cannot be measured by money. It is the source of life of the dragon. If the dragon ball is destroyed, the life of the dragon will basically die. It's the end.

It was the first time he had heard the word "Dragon Crystal", and he had seen the real thing, but no matter how he looked at it, the stone didn't seem so precious!

It is almost the same as the dragon scale.

So he asked: "Is it worth more than dragon scales?"

"You compare it with dragon scales?" Fang Zhi was almost laughed angrily. He couldn't figure out why the kid could ask such absurd questions while looking at the broken stone. Can these two things be compared?

Fang Mu said blankly: "It...isn't it something that fell from you?"

If it wasn't for some reason that he couldn't reveal his cultivation level, Fang Zhi would have liked to perform a transformation on the spot, so that Fang Mu could take a good look at him to see if he had that broken thing on him.

"Then how did it form?" Seeing that Fang Zhi was too angry to speak, Fang Mu quickly changed the question.

"Where there is a dragon, there is it." Fang Zhi suppressed his emotions and explained, afraid that Fang Mu would not understand, he went on to explain in more detail, "People often call the gas exhaled by a dragon when it breathes, and the dragon crystal is the dragon's breath. Ordinary stones, which are formed after absorbing the breath of dragons over time, are extremely easy to form as long as there is a place where dragons live. It is much harder than other stones, and the weight is also, so it is not only hard and heavy, but also It's useless."

Fang Zhi alluded to Fang Mu's misreading, but Fang Mu didn't seem to get it. Fang Mu asked in surprise: "Then there are many in Penglai, but why have I never seen it!"

"Who still sleeps on a stone bed, who still sleeps on a stone pillow?" Fang Zhi rolled his eyes in disdain.

"(Д*) You mean!!!" Fang Mu looked excitedly at the threshold stone lying on the ground, with his hand on his mouth trying to hide it, with a look of surprise.

Perhaps Fang Zhi has been in seclusion all year round, and he doesn't know how popular he is in Penglai, so he doesn't understand why Fang Mu is so surprised and excited.

The disciples in the sect almost regarded him as a god, and the things he used were regarded as collectibles by the disciples.

Everyone has a kind of superstitious belief that as long as you touch and use the things used by the ancestors, you can be as talented as the ancestors and improve by leaps and bounds; just like the imperial examinations of the human race, some people will buy them. The pen, ink, paper and inkstone used by the champion of the previous session came back to be collected, and even used directly. They firmly believed that the things used by the champion would test the spirit and win the champion.

In Fang Mu's room, there is also a thing that Fang Zhi used. He used to put that thing on the bed to sleep with him every night, thinking that with the luck of the ancestor, maybe his cultivation will improve. . π_π

But the facts proved that it was useless, even if the ancestor was by his side, it couldn't change the fact that he didn't have a spiritual bone.

So he put the thing away later, but it was still in his room, but he didn't hold it to sleep anymore.

【Speak】

The explanations of Dragon's Breath, Dragon Crystal and Dragon Ball here may be different from those of other cultivation texts, but you just need to remember what I mean here.

Guess what little Mubao has collected that belonged to the ancestors?