Each disciple is not simple

Seeing Mu Feng staring at her in a daze without answering, Ming Jia asked again patiently.

"Have all the charms been released?"

"I've released it all! I've released it all!" Mu Feng breathed a sigh of relief. Perhaps because he felt that he was a little flustered, he added, "I've lost some strength after releasing it all, so my reaction is a little slow."

Mingjia nodded, pondered for a moment, and organized his words.

"Your three charm spells lasted for half a breath in total. Although the time was short, the effect was very good. It should be the kind of charm spell that can be used regardless of the realm level. When masters fight, the outcome can be determined in half a breath..."

Mu Feng did not show any joy, because he knew that the most feared thing was a "but".

really--

"But..." Mingjia paused, "If I'm not mistaken, this kind of charm that can be called abnormal should have great restrictions on you, right? Since you can release it completely without any damage to your cultivation or physical abnormality, I think your charm should have strict restrictions on the interval between releases."

As soon as Mingjia finished speaking, Mu Feng's eyes widened, and he even felt a little unsure whether he was relieved or panicked.

She was so amazing that she was able to almost strip off all the skills after simply experiencing the three skills.

"Looking at your expression, I think I'm right." Mingjia didn't have any other expression, and even leaned back in the rattan chair in a relaxed manner. "I'm not very familiar with charm techniques, so I'll find someone who knows how to ask you later. However, if you only rely on these three charm techniques to navigate the world of cultivation, it will definitely not work."

Mu Feng nodded vigorously.

Before the 996 system upgraded his group skills, he was terrified when he met a robber in the mortal world. Now, even though it has become a group skill, it is still useless.

After all, after three small combos, the opponent just turned into a wooden stake with his five senses blocked by love brain, which did not mean that he could directly defeat the opponent.

There is always an insurmountable gap between realms. After all, not everyone is Long Aotian or Feng Aotian.

“…At your age, you can still be a simple swordsman.” Mingjia’s tone was relaxed, giving Mu Feng a feeling that ‘it’s not a big problem’.

"As long as you practice diligently, I don't ask you to be invincible, but simply saving your life and fending off the enemy is still possible." Mingjia's tone was a bit of a warning at the end, "Although the charm technique can achieve a surprise victory, I suggest you don't use it frequently or rely on it.

No matter how powerful the charm is, it only confuses the mind of the other party. If you meet someone with a strong mind, or someone whose charm is stronger than yours, you will probably suffer a great loss. "

She thought she was being too cautious. She was not proficient in the art of seduction, and the few times she had known and interacted with him made her feel that Mu Feng's moves were very strange, and even contradicted the way of heaven.

It was unreasonable for a Foundation Establishment cultivator to use charm on a Nascent Soul cultivator, not to mention that he could confuse her for half a breath.

You know, the Hehuan Sect's charm has no effect on her.

It’s not that Mingjia is trying to brag about his status.

Some things can exist and may not be reasonable, but if they go against the laws of nature, there is definitely something wrong.

Mu Feng nodded like a chick pecking at rice, with an expression that said "I'm listening carefully".

At this time, he didn't know that Mingjia's subsequent training and teaching of him would be simply hellish!

"Starting tomorrow, you will follow your senior sister's schedule." Mingjia paused, "Your foundation is too poor. It's too early for you to even hold a sword."

Thinking that it was almost the end of the year and Chijian Peak's academy tasks had not been completed, Mingjia decided, "After breakfast, you and Moyao will go directly to the academy for morning classes."

Good morning! Class!

Mu Feng noodles tears.

Why did he, who had graduated for many years, become an early eighth-grade male student again?

But in order to live a good life, he gritted his teeth and accepted it!

It’s just a matter of going back to college early, he can do it!

But who can tell him if Jun Moyao is sick? ! Getting up at three in the morning to practice?

Yes, at this moment, Mu Feng was feeling the cold wind from the Chijian Peak. Looking at Jun Moyao swinging the sword meticulously in front of him, his mind was still not awake!

Yesterday evening he told Jun Moyao that he would live according to her schedule, but today he was pulled out of bed by Jun Moyao before dawn.

Family members! That otaku doesn't stay up late? If he doesn't stay up late, will he die suddenly?

Early morning is his ideal sleeping time, but just as he was dozing off, it was already time!

"Junior brother, a day's plan begins in the morning! This is the best time for the earth's energy to rise, so hurry up and practice!"

Without hearing Mu Feng's movements, Jun Moyao reminded him seriously. While speaking, her movements did not deviate at all, like a rigid robot.

Jun Moyao originally felt that it was her who snatched the master's place and delayed Mu Feng's progress in cultivation. Now, she felt even more guilty as she performed her duties conscientiously and assumed the responsibilities of the eldest senior sister.

"...Master said I can't hold a sword yet." Mu Feng's eyes were hazy. Waking up early would make him stupid for the whole day. "How about you practice first today, and I'll ask Master what I should practice after dawn."

Jun Moyao glanced at him. How could she not see his lazy and evasive mentality?

"Master sent me a message earlier. Go directly to your 'Men and Women Cultivators, Charge Forward'. When you pass the first level, you can start the next step of cultivation."

When Mu Feng heard this, he became even more stupid.

As the designer and military strategist of that thing, he knew too well how difficult it was, not to mention that he had added many malicious elements to make it difficult.

Even Jun Moyao, who had passed all the levels perfectly, was tortured by him at the beginning.

Now tell him that he has to go through the thing he designed just to make things difficult for others.

Does this count as shooting oneself in the foot?

Cleared the first level...

Oh my god! He must be in the stagnant water!

"Are you not going yet? There are still two hours before the school's morning classes begin." Jun Moyao reminded kindly.

"Senior Sister..." Mu Feng wanted to struggle, "It's so cold now, I'll catch a cold if I fall into the water!"

"You are a monk." The implication is that monks will not catch colds.

Seeing that there was no room for turning back, Mu Feng gritted his teeth, stomped his feet, and rushed forward!

Isn’t it just the first level!

Maybe he is also a time-traveling Long Aotian, the kind who slaps other people in the face!

The Tai Shang Sect's school only teaches one subject every day, and both inner and outer disciples can attend morning classes equally.

Therefore, the main hall of the school was crowded with people, and the colors of their clothes were even more complex.

Different from the dull school atmosphere in the past, the air in today's school is filled with a cheerful atmosphere.

They were mostly discussing something in groups of three or four, and would smile at each other from time to time.

When the protagonist walked into the school, the students finally couldn't help laughing out loud.