"What?"

The students in the Yuanzhi Pavilion were stunned and stared at the old woman in black robe who walked in slowly. For a moment, many people showed surprise on their faces. They thought that they could withstand the fuss yesterday and there was no teaching. Who would have thought that they would be a blessing in disguise. Without a young teacher like Yuanzhi, a higher-level teacher came to give guidance on their studies?

This old woman is a famous Lingxiu teacher in the academy...

Among the more than a dozen teachers in the academy, there are also very high rankings...

"She will actually come..."

Fangcun's heart was inexplicably sank and she had some bad premonitions.

Yesterday, it was this old woman who said one word that prevented herself from entering Lan Shuang Pavilion, and now she actually met again...

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"You only have a year left now!"

The old woman in black robe entered the pavilion and sat upright before telling the case. She faced the students' surprise or awe-inspiring eyes, but her expression did not change at all. She raised her thin cheeks under the cloak and slowly passed through the pavilion, and suddenly became quiet.

She looked at her appearance and looked old, as if she was eighty or ninety years old, but when she looked carefully, she didn't have many wrinkles on her face and didn't look so old. She was just wearing a black cloak, with a strange aura on her body, but it made people feel uncomfortable when she looked at her. When she glanced over every student in the pavilion, she spoke in a hoarse voice: "Yesterday, when you were present, you lost a big ugly. Do you really think that the three years in the academy have been slow and you have been mixed up with this?"

When the students around him heard this, their faces were more or less ashamed. They lowered their heads and did not dare to look directly at her.

"It's really naive. You don't know what you're delaying now..."

The gentleman Lingxiu then spoke, his voice was muddy and hoarse, with a little sarcastic meaning: "The road to Qi Refining Master is to rise step by step and break through layer by layer. Let me tell you the truth, just by the qualifications of you, you are actually not qualified to enter the academy. Whether you borrowed the power of yours or how much money you spent, it is your luck to be able to enter the academy..."

"It's a pity that you don't seem to understand how great this fortune is..."

"Haha, others think that when you enter the academy, you are already a pride of heaven. Your identities are different. What is it actually?"

"Above the academy, there are also the county sect, the county sect, the divine palace, the divine palace, and the immortal palace!"

"Only by step by step, entering the county sect, entering the divine palace, and then entering the immortal palace, you will be considered as walking the avenue and have some qualifications!"

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As she spoke, her eyes swept across Fang Cun intentionally or unintentionally, and said slowly: "But, all the people who can walk through this avenue are geniuses in the world, just like the eldest son of the Fang family in Liuhu and the little immortal master Fang Chi. He first entered the Nine Immortal Sect of Duyan County, selected him to the Tianyue Palace of Shenjiang County, and finally entered the Seven Kings Immortal Palace. Only such people have achieved success!"

There were many eyes, and they all looked at Fangcun.

I don't care about this Lingxiu teacher's achievements. Naturally, I can't compare with the achievements of the immortal master Fang Chi.

If everyone could go like an immortal master, the name Liuhu square foot would not be famous all over the world.

"Of course..."

The old woman said, pausing slightly, but she looked sarcastic and sneered: "This road is destined to be out of reach for you. There may be only a dozen of them among the 300 students in the academy, who are qualified to enter the county sect. For you, one of the three ways out for the academy students has long been strangled to death. All you can do is to find a way to choose the other two..."

"So, you don't have to worry about the cultivation of others and the treasure body you practice. There is no chance at all, so it's better to work hard on the magical path, or to cultivate some time, and you may also stay in the city in the future..."

"A step back, I went to the Eternal Night Wasteland. More real skills and more life-saving skills!"

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Listening to her words, all the students looked extremely embarrassed, but no one spoke.

"This...is a teaching based on reality..."

Fangcun listened, and felt a little surprised in his heart, and he had to sigh.

After the three-year period expires, roughly speaking, there are only three origins:

First, it is to be favored by the sects among the counties, go to the sect and continue to practice more advanced methods.

The second is to enter all courts, serve as arresters, guards, refining weapons, medical officials, counselors, etc.

The third is to be taken away by the Vigil Palace and explore the Eternal Night Wasteland.

The third option is also the final destination for most students who are not outstanding in talent and have no background in wealth.

Of course, in addition to these three types, there is actually a fourth type, that is, those who are neither attracted by the sect, are not qualified to enter the court, and are even more unwilling to go to the Eternal Night Wasteland to seek death, will generally give up everything, flee directly, and become casual cultivators. However, in this way, it will be difficult for this person to see the light in the second half of his life, and the identity of a Qi Refiner will be deprived.

Even, it may be wanted.

What the old woman said now is indeed a big truth, and it is really useful.

"So, I'm here, I won't teach you how to cultivate, but I will teach you some real life-saving skills!"

Mr. Lingxiu explained the truth and then paused slightly. He looked at the students in the pavilion indifferently. He suddenly raised his voice and said, "Yesterday, you all went to listen to Mr. Zhong Yue's art of controlling things. Do you think it's amazing?"

When all the students heard this, they nodded repeatedly.

Even Fangcun was quite looking forward to it, and didn't know when he would have the skills of that old man.

Just as he was thinking, he suddenly moved his heart slightly. He looked down and saw that at some point a blue beetle the size of rice grains crawled over at his feet. It was extremely inconspicuous and I didn't know where to climb over. There were many mountains, forests, plants and insects in the academy. Naturally, there were many bugs. He didn't take it too seriously. When he saw the insect crawling to his feet, he subconsciously stepped on it and continued to listen.

Then at this moment, Mr. Lingxiu looked at the students who nodded in response to his own, but sneered coldly.

"Touch your neck!"

She suddenly said quietly, and her eyelids drooped.

The students were puzzled and subconsciously raised their hands and touched their necks. Suddenly, a riot broke out in the entire pavilion, and the sound of the collapse of the case was heard. Some people even screamed in fear. They looked at each other in a slanted manner and saw that there were little bugs climbing up on each other at some point, some of which were two or three.

Suddenly, even those who were all qi-refining students were frightened.

"snort!"

Mr. Lingxiu snorted coldly, and the pavilion calmed down. Then, a hint of pride appeared on her face, and she sneered: "Mr. Zhong Yue's natal sutra is the art sutra. His method of controlling things is naturally powerful. However, no matter how well the method of controlling things is practiced, you will see it when you want to kill you. But if my master of the Spirit Sutra wants your life, you don't know how you die!"

While talking, he had already taken out a blue gourd from the black cloak behind him and pulled out the plug.

At the same time, with a light stroke of his hand, he saw that the blue beetle on the neck of every student spread its wings and flew up. In the air of the school pavilion, it looked like a thin layer of light blue mist, slowly rushing to her and flew into the gourd.

Fang Cunquan didn't expect this scene and his face looked a little embarrassed.

He quietly stretched out his feet and kicked the trampled little bug at the foot of Shen Shiming, the neighbor.

Fortunately, there were too many bugs, and the teacher did not notice it. When the bugs flew back into the gourd, he covered the plug again, took it back under the cloak, and then explained coldly: "The old man's natal sutra is the spiritual sutra. The one who practices Shenyan is the spirit control technique in the spiritual sutra. All things in the world have spirits. Then all things in the world can be used by me. What kind of ability is this?"

"No matter how strong you practice the art of controlling things, can one person compete with a million masters?"

"No matter how good you practice the method of sucking God, can you confuse people from a country?"

"Only my spiritual sutra can transform the power of the heaven and earth and all spirits for one's own use. To be more important, when practicing to the depths, you can control hundreds of insects as soldiers and thousands of beasts as generals. One person is a large army, which can overthrow the enemy country. To put it in a small way, in the future, you will subdue monsters and demons for yourself, and you can also give yourself more self-protection power than others. This is what my body wants to tell you. In the spiritual sutra, there is a method of witch insects!"

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All the students listened carefully, and no one dared to be careless, so as not to get into their clothes inadvertently.

And that Mr. Lingxiu, who had just talked about this, slowly got up and came to Fangcun's side.

"What do you think of this witchcraft method?"

She looked down on her face, and there was no smile on her face, and she calmly asked Fang Cun.

Fangcun hurriedly replied: "Understanding and amazing!"

An undetectable smile appeared on the face of the old woman in black robe, and she said lightly: "Now, although my old man has only been here to teach for a few days, he will not be tired. He will teach you well. You can teach you truthfully. Maybe you can recite the "Spirit of Spirit"?"

Fang Cun was slightly stunned and answered honestly: "I can't recite it..."

He has only been in the academy for more than a month and has been improving his cultivation. He has participated in the study of the "Story of the Skills" and has only read the "Story of the Spirit".

"For the disciples of the academy, all the "Seven Classics" need to be memorized like a stream!"

The old woman glanced at Fang Cun and said coldly: "You have entered school too late. You have fallen into the seven classics. You may not understand what I said now, so you need to make up for your homework. One of the seven classics is the general outline of the methods of witchcraft in the world, controlling beasts, and even subduing demons and refining demons. What you need to do now is to memorize the "Spirit Sutra" completely. When I come tomorrow, I will test you!"

After giving the explanation, she turned around and walked back to the desk and began to teach the method of witchcraft.

However, there was only one inch left in front of the seat. Looking at the spiritual sutra that was thick with one finger, he was stunned.
Chapter completed!