After Li Mingfeng left, Mo Ran returned to the room, closed the door, walked to the window, and set up some windows slightly to see the winding mountain road. There was no Li Mingfeng's figure there, but Li Mingfeng's playful eyes lingered repeatedly in Mo Ran's mind.

If it was placed elsewhere, Mo Ran would not be worried about such things. Even if the other party was really a lustful person who was pestering and beating, Mo Ran had some ways to deal with it, but... this Li Ming Ben is really different.

As a large sect in China, Tianyi Sect is a deep-rooted sect. Mo Ran is a newcomer. If he offended the disciples of the head of the sect, then being expelled from Tianyi Sect might have been light.

What's more, she is already at the eighth level of the Object Control Stage at the age of twenty-three! This kind of cultivation talent is indeed rare in China! If she really wants to challenge a cultivator at the eighth level of the Object Control Stage at the age of the Object Control Stage, no matter how you win or lose, it will be a fierce battle.

Thinking of it, Mo Ran walked to the other side and raised the window behind the room. The air in the mountains was particularly fresh in the evening, and the temperature on the mountain was also comfortable. In Mo Ran's room, you could vaguely see the small house on the edge of the cliff and the cliff at the end of the mountain road, which was shrouded in a layer of heavy fog that never dissipated from morning to night.

Mo Ran adjusted his mood and took some books to read...

The next day came, and today was the first class that Mo Ran started after coming to Tianyi. As soon as the sky was dawn, Mo Ran had already left because the earliest class started when the sun had not yet risen.

When Mo Ran arrived, there were already many disciples there. The class was in a spacious outdoor, dedicated to practicing lecture hall. In the north, there was a slightly higher podium with half-hanging bamboo curtains. A middle-aged man was already meditating there.

Mo Ran sat quietly behind the crowd. Unexpectedly, she came too late. As soon as she sat down, she heard the middle-aged man on the podium say:

"When the sun and the moon alternate, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth and the essence of sun and moon gather. This place is a unique spiritual vein in the Tianyi Sect. The essence of heaven and earth are flooded with it. Practicing here is more than three times that of ordinary places. I will preach here every Monday and Tuesday. New disciples should remember that if it is too late, they will not be used."

Mo Ran heard these words as soon as he sat down, but he didn't open his eyes. Maybe the teacher thought of reminding her because she saw her coming so late, but everyone was meditating, and Mo Ran gradually entered into meditation.

As the teacher said, this place is indeed a treasure land. Mo Ran clearly felt that the spiritual power in the meridians was much more active than usual! As the sun rose little by little, the spiritual power in her body seemed to be boiling by gradually boiling water!

After entering into meditation, a few hours passed without realizing it. When the spiritual power in Mo Ran's body returned to normal and opened his eyes smoothly, it was already the scorching sun in the sky.

At this time, many people had already woken up from entering into meditation. The teacher on the podium walked down and slowly paced among the crowd. He coughed a few times, awakening all his disciples, and then he began his preaching today.

"What I want to talk to you today is about the state of mind. Cultivating truth is both self-cultivation and mind cultivation. You must remember that killing animals and life and not being careless about losing family. Such karma will eventually be remembered by God..."

When I was meditating, everyone was still quietly practicing quietly. When it was the teacher's turn to preach, most of them became absent-minded. They whispered in the corner that the teacher could not see, sitting restlessly on the cushion, looking forward to the arrival of noon.

It is really enjoyable to meditate here in the morning, but when the sun rises a little, the feeling of being roasted by the sun is not good. However, such classes are from early morning to noon, and no one can leave halfway.

Mo Ran listened to it for a while and couldn't help but feel a little distracted. Whether it was her previous life or this life, even if she forced herself to listen, she wouldn't be able to listen.

Mo Ran leaned on his chin with one hand and half drooped his eyelids, and he was also a little drowsy.

Suddenly, Mo Ran raised his hand like lightning, held it lightly, and when he opened his eyes, he saw a small ball of paper lying in Mo Ran's hand. Mo Ran looked around and saw that everyone else was doing his own thing as if nothing had happened, and did not notice the movements here.

Mo Ran opened the note, but saw that it was written in very small words: "Young sister is not good."

Mo Ran frowned, and looked at the slightly tough font. The first person in his mind turned out to be Li Mingfeng! Mo Ran then looked outside the lecture hall. Sure enough, behind the beast-shaped stone statue at the entrance of the lecture hall, Li Mingfeng leaned there leisurely with his chest in his arms. When he saw Mo Ran seeing him, he immediately gave him a slightly evil smile.

Mo Ran held the note and a cluster of flames quietly emerged from the palm of his hand. When he let go of his hand, the note had turned into a few crumbs. Mo Ran turned around and continued to listen to her class.

Li Mingzhang in the distance raised his eyebrows, took a note and wrote a few words quickly. With a fingertip, he flew to Mo Ran's leg. Mo Ran picked it up, but this time he didn't look at it, let alone look back, and it was ruined in his hand.

After that, several more paper balls flew over, and Mo Ran used the same method to deal with it. Li Mingzhang in the distance couldn't help but smiled happily. His tall body leaned against the stone statue, holding a pen and a thin piece of paper in his hand. After a while, the corner of his mouth was raised high. After writing quickly, he turned to look at Mo Ran. Mo Ran's long silver hair was particularly dazzling in the sun.

"Junior Sister Mo Ran, what would you do..." Li Mingfeng whispered, the smile in his eyes became more and more interesting.

After a while, I bounced out the paper ball in my hand. The small paper ball fell accurately on my feet, but that foot was not Mo Ran’s!

".........How many high-level cultivators, even saints, were bound by the inner demons at the critical moment of promotion. They failed, their cultivation level dropped sharply, and even those who died... "

The teacher's voice stopped abruptly, and he happened to stop beside Mo Ran! Mo Ran subconsciously turned his head to look, but saw the teacher with a bad expression down and staring at a place. When Mo Ran looked there, he saw a small ball of paper lying alone there!

Mo Ran's heart skipped a beat, and he had a bad premonition, which was almost immediately fulfilled!

But the teacher bent down and picked up the paper ball and slowly opened it. His face, which was already bad, became even more annoyed. Everyone looked at it curiously, and some people even stood up from behind, jumping and trying to see what was written on the branch.

"There is a beauty who never forgets her when she sees her. She doesn't see her for a day. She thinks of her like crazy. Don't ignite my sister. I hope to meet her tonight."

The middle-aged teacher actually read out the contents of the branches, and a large number of laughter suddenly sounded.

"It's Feng Quezing Phoenix... I haven't seen you for a day, and I'm still thinking like crazy! I don't know what I did yesterday, hahaha..."

"I hope to meet tonight, why do I have to wait until night if I don't see you in the blue sky and the sun?"

"Is this more important? How can some things be done in the blue sky and the sun? Hahaha..."

The sermon class was boring, and suddenly this happened. Everyone's curiosity was so intense that they became active. However, the middle-aged teacher's face became increasingly ugly. He held the note in his hand, and after a while, he raised his voice and asked, "Who is Mo Ran?"

"Yes...Who is Mo Ran?"

"Hey, why does this name sound familiar..."

"I seem to have heard of it somewhere..."

Amid the curious whispers of everyone, Mo Ran slowly stood up and glanced at the note in the middle-aged teacher's hand. His heart was already cold, "I am Mo Ran, but that..."

Before Mo Ran finished speaking, the teacher spread the note in front of Mo Ran and asked angrily: "Who wrote this for you?"

"Oh, I remembered it! She is the disciple who just started yesterday! When he was in Chaoyun Palace, the head of the sect once called her name!"

"Yes, let me see..."

"Okay, what a beautiful person... I think I won't see you for a day, and I'm thinking about you as crazy..."

"Hahaha……"

Some people are surprised around, some are watching the fun.

The voice more or less entered Mo Ran's ears. Needless to say, the middle-aged teacher could hear it. Seeing Mo Ran stop talking, he said angrily: "It's not so irrelevant, it's simply too irrelevant! Who wrote it for you! How can you let the robbers and dogs do such a thing as a thief on the head peak? This is what you have just entered the head peak, and it will be great in the future!"

The teacher seemed to be very angry. The disciple flirted under his nose, so he let the teacher's face go! Moreover, this teacher is also famously old-fashioned on the top of the peak. I heard that he was a scholar in China more than 300 years ago. After practicing by chance, he stayed in Tianyi Sect. His thoughts were still as conservative as when he was a scholar.

Most of the disciples of the Shou Peak, especially the female disciples, were the teacher who avoided the most. Mo Ran actually hit him directly today, and many female disciples threw gloating eyes at Mo Ran.

After the teacher finished speaking, Mo Ran's eyes suddenly shook! "Teacher, I am Mo Ran, but I don't know who wrote this note to me. The so-called "chicken and dog thieves" is nothing but false. This hat is too big, so please don't blame me."

Mo Ran's voice was very flat, like a straight line. It was not that she didn't say Li Ming Ben, but that it was useless to say it. No one would believe that she had just arrived at Tianyi Sect and had "climbed" to the head's apprentice.

Besides, she didn't know why Li Mingfeng did this and embarrassed her in public! If she said it and Li Mingfeng denied it, wouldn't her situation be worse? Then she would become a genius disciple who framed Tianyi Sect...

"Let me ask you, you are Mo Ran!" The middle-aged teacher suppressed his anger. Obviously, he also felt Mo Ran's disrespect. As a scholar born in a poor family, he has always been very sensitive in this regard. If someone is disrespectful to him, he will immediately notice it.

Besides, Mo Ran Station was straight, and when answering his question, he didn't even say a respectful title or a humble word!

Mo Ran nodded.

The middle-aged teacher shook the note in his hand, "It clearly says, "My sister Mo Ran, will there be any mistakes?"

"Since the teacher said something wrong, then there is something wrong." Mo Ran said lightly. He was too lazy to say anything after everyone was watching.

When he heard this, the middle-aged teacher was so angry! His eyebrows were raised, as if he wanted to throw Mo Ran out immediately. Compared to Mo Ran's calmness, the middle-aged teacher was so angry.

But the other disciples watched it with relish.

The middle-aged teacher asked a few more times, and who gave Mo Ran some notes. Mo Ran didn't say anything, so he asked everyone. They naturally shook their heads. After a while, in the bustle, a heavy bell rang out of the mountains, followed by a few more bells. This was the bell for get out of class to be finished.

Seeing that everyone was about to move, the middle-aged teacher took a deep breath, threw the note on Mo Ran, and said angrily: "It's not a good idea! I'll punish you for three days to be confined to the Criminal Department. Don't be fooled by it!"

After saying that, he went to pack up his books and left angrily.

After the middle-aged teacher left, everyone was naturally liberated and jumped up to go out, but the eyes were staring at Mo Ran along the way. For this reason, many people were colliding with each other, and the discussions continued to go far away.

Mo Ran became famous in such a very embarrassing way as he started his practice on the first day!

Mo Ran stood there, lowering his eyebrows and eyes. Although the disciples passing by were curious, they didn't really come over to see it. After a while, the two stopped in front of Mo Ran, and one of them said, "Mo Ran, are you okay? I heard that Teacher Fang is like this, don't take it to your heart."

The man's voice was a little concerned, but Mo Ran just sneered and didn't appreciate it, because the person who spoke was Zhao Heng. She raised her eyes and looked at it. It was Zhao Heng and Zhao Jing standing in front of her, "I didn't take it to my heart."

Hearing such a cold answer, Zhao Heng paused slightly, then smiled and said, "That's good. Since that's the case, I'll say goodbye first."

What makes Zhao Heng smarter than Zhao Jing is that even though he knows that Mo Ran and Zhao Jing are already incompatible, he can still remain neutral on the surface, while what is dangerous than Zhao Jing is that even though he knows that Mo Ran's existence is a threat to him sooner or later, he can still act as if nothing happened.

Zhao Jing did not follow Zhao Heng immediately. She chuckled and looked at the notes on the ground, and said with a smile: "Miss Mo's charm is indeed extraordinary. Just a few days after entering Tianyi Gate, someone asked Miss Mo to meet at Yueye."

Zhao Jing is definitely a detriment to the point of being a slaughter, but she still doesn't understand Mo Ran. If Mo Ran is in a good mood, it is common to have a plot of riddles with her. But if she is in a bad mood when she runs into Mo Ran, she will be in trouble.

"Miss Zhao Er has been awarded the award. If you want to be charming, of course, Miss Zhao Er is the one who takes the initiative. After all, I am not as good as you in such a thing as having sex with two old men."

As soon as Mo Ran finished speaking, Zhao Jing's face changed immediately! The smile on his face turned pale and turned black! The fists were creaking. After a while, Zhao Jing walked past Mo Ran unsteadily, leaving a gloomy sentence, "Biantang is my territory, and there is no backer in Tianyi Gate, so wait and see, Mo Ran!"
Chapter completed!