Beautiful Teacher Dressed as a Villain [Transmigration Book]

The group of disciples hadn't reacted yet, they only heard Han Qingyun's cold voice shout: "Song Xiuyu, come here!"

Song Xiuyu retaliated just now, and he also had a share in the fight, but he was unwilling to be punished: "Master, this disciple just did it out of self-protection..."

"Kneel down." Han Qingyun slapped the pulpit with the ruler, and the sound echoed in the hall.

Song Xiuyu had no choice but to kneel down reluctantly and stretched out his hands.

Han Qingyun put down the ruler: "I won't hit you."

Song Xiuyu just breathed a sigh of relief, but heard Han Qingyun's indifferent voice: "I'm afraid the ruler will be dirty."

Song Xiuyu's face turned pale immediately: "Master, this disciple is really protecting himself just now, if you don't believe me, ask me here..."

"I'm not blind as a teacher." Han Qingyun interrupted him again, "Ah Luo made the move first, there is no doubt about it. But why he did it, you don't know?"

Song Xiuyu didn't know how much the master listened to what he said before, and he became a squib immediately.

"Song Xiuyu, the following offends the superior, speaks disrespectfully, and insults the senior brother. He has no respect for his elders, and is disrespectful to his teacher." Han Qingyun's clear voice swept every corner of the hall like frost, "You are not worthy of being my inner disciple of Mingzhao Peak. Get him out of my house now!"

All the disciples looked at each other in blank dismay.Song Xiuyu has been bullying Xing Luo for not a day or two, and he has never been punished. Xiao Yunshui occasionally found out, but he only gave a few words of warning. Unexpectedly, the first time he was punished today, he was kicked out of Mingzhao Peak.

In the Hall of Lectures, although there are standards for disciples' morality, they are different from the express rules after all, and there is no clear punishment index.For the disciples, Han Qingyun's punishment today is obviously heavy, but he is the master of the peak, and he is still No. 1 in spiritual practice, let alone in this teaching hall, even if the suzerain comes, he must be courteous three points.

None of the disciples dared to question it, but Song Xiuyu couldn't accept it. Anyway, he was about to be expelled from Mingzhao Peak, and there was no worse ending. He simply acted boldly, pointed at Xing Luo and asked: "Master, why is he not as good as us, but why is he not as good as us?" Can you be your true disciple?"

Han Qingyun picked up the ruler and swept his hand away: "If you are not willing, you will only be here to take advantage of your tongue, but Ah Luo will not be reconciled, but will step up your practice and practice in a down-to-earth manner."

"Are you saying that as long as you practice hard, you can become a direct disciple?" Song Xiuyu said loudly, "But the first test of the entry test is talent, and how high one can reach in cultivation depends on talent."

"So?" Han Qingyun smiled contemptuously, "Are you more talented than Ah Luo? He is the ultimate fire spirit root. In terms of talent, no one in this generation in the cultivation world can match him. Naturally, he should be my first apprentice. "

Xing Luoxiu has been unable to enter the country for many years, and his disciples have forgotten that his natural capital is stronger than everyone else.

Song Xiuyu was completely dumb. He was talented and hard-working, but his cultivation base was still unable to improve. He couldn't understand the reason. He couldn't protect himself at this moment, and he didn't want to explore further.

The copper bell rang for class, and as soon as the teaching elder entered the hall, seeing the battle and Han Qingyun in front of the forum, he immediately panicked and said, "Master Han, what's wrong?"

"A Luo, come back with me." Han Qingyun said to the elder with his sleeves on his back, "I don't need to say more about how to punish the disciples who gathered together to insult their fellow disciples."

When Han Qingyun spoke, the elder naturally didn't dare to neglect, so he had to cancel the class and insisted on punishing the disciples one by one with the ruler.

Xing Luo silently followed behind Han Qingyun, without the ghost knife, the two of them did not leap, but stepped on the stone steps step by step to Mingzhao Peak.

"Why do you want to do it?" Han Qingyun's anger subsided, he stopped, wiped the dried blood from the corner of Xing Luo's mouth, and walked up, "This kind of clown, just ignore him."

"He shouldn't have said that." Thinking of Song Xiuyu's words, Xing Luo still couldn't let go of his anger.

Han Qingyun sighed, and slowed down his pace, wanting Xing Luo to come to his side, but seeing that he followed suit and did not step forward, he simply stepped back, walked side by side with him, touched his head, and spoke earnestly Said: "You can control your own actions, but it is difficult to control other people's mouths."

Xing Lao's expression softened: "But I can't hear him say that."

Han Qingyun actually couldn't hear it, it was too irritating. When he was a child, he couldn't bear to shake his fist because of the ridicule of his classmates, let alone Song Xiuyu's naked insult.But in exchange for this way, most of them will not be good results.

If he hadn't just happened to bump into him today, and it was any teaching elder who came, Xing Luo would be severely punished.

The harder his fist is, the more heinous he will be in the eyes of those who disagree, and the more damage he will suffer in the end, so it will inevitably fuel Xing Lao's resentment.

Such a good apprentice brother, Han Qingyun can never tolerate the plot in the original book: "Others say you can't do it, so you really can't do it? Others say you are an evil heretic, and you really become an evil heretic? Then today you listen to Okay, I said, you can do it. Your spiritual roots are the same as mine, and you are the strongest in this cultivation world. No one can argue against it. One day, you will stand in the same position as me, punish rape and eliminate evil, suffer Admired by the world, it is called spiritual No.1.”

Xing Luo's eyes sparkled, and he looked at Han Qingyun: "The No. 1 spiritual practice is Master."

Han Qingyun said again: "Then let's go to the head of spiritual cultivation."

Xing Luo finally smiled, but after a moment, he regained his seriousness.

"But I can't allow him to be disrespectful to Master."

The deep voice carried warmth, passed through the slightly cold air on the mountainside, and broke into Han Qingyun's ears, and then seemed to give birth to an invisible aura, traveling along the meridians, and penetrated into his heart.

Unexpectedly, Xing Luo couldn't bear to make a move, but it was for himself.Han Qingyun didn't know how to reply immediately, so he had no choice but to say: "Don't do this again next time."

The two walked slowly, and when they returned to the top of Mingzhao Peak, Murong Haotian had already returned from class, soaking comfortably in the spicy pot, and waved his short hand at Han Qingyun: "Master, your spring water It’s so comfortable and tastes like my hometown.”

What is the taste of hometown? Could it be that there are such strange mandarin ducks in the secret place he ran out of?

Looking from a distance, Han Qingyun always felt that the waving hand was slowly getting longer, and thought it was an illusion caused by water vapor, but heard Xing Luo ask: "Has the little brother grown up?"

I want to come to this mandarin duck pot, there is really a nutrient solution that nourishes the god grass.

Murong Haotian's small broken house has been sent up, it is worthy of the world of comprehension丨丨, just bring up the completed house with the magic weapon, and perform a base fixing technique on the joints of the ground.

But what Qi Xia said, Han Qingyun's new house did not appear...

Forget it, it's fine now, Han Qingyun didn't care too much, and Xing Luo didn't mention it, the two entered the same room as usual.

Xing Luo's cheeks were a little bruised, Han Qingyun sat cross-legged on the couch, and beckoned him over: "A Luo, you really shouldn't make a move today."

During this period of time, when Han Qingjun was studying sealing spells, he also studied protecting spells in case of emergencies, which happened to be useful.

Han Qingyun put his two middle fingers together, pressed it on Xing Branding Hall, and checked the talisman on his body. Unexpectedly, it was only a short month, and there was very little of the talisman left.

Who is he in love with?

In the past month, Xing Luo should have come into contact with quite a few junior sisters from the same sect, but when he just came back, the protective spell had already begun to dissipate, could it be due to not being able to see the person he was thinking of these days, and due to lovesickness?

Han Qingyun was inexplicably unhappy, as if the cabbage he had carefully cultivated was raped by an unknown wild boar.

"If you have distracting thoughts in your heart, the protective spell on your body will dissipate." Han Qingyun said, "The love between men and women is the most poisonous, Ah Luo, you need to stay away from the female cultivators."

Xing Luo actually gave a useful smile and nodded.

How could he be so happy to warn him to stay away from his sweetheart?Han Qingyun was unpredictable.

Xing Luo's heart blossomed: Master must have heard the nuns discussing me, and got jealous.

"You were punched by Song Xiuyu today. It's hard to guarantee that they won't spread the news. Now I'll fill you with another protective spell, but it's not as good as the original one. It can only block some damage for you and cannot rebound. You You need to remember that if someone hurts you again, you will shake your spiritual power to make them think that your spell protection is intact. And remember, try to fight with others as little as possible." Han Qingyun closed his eyes and meditated on his mind, and began to cast spells.

He urged solemnly, Xing Luo raised the corners of his mouth, nodded yes, and closed his eyes quietly in cooperation with the master.

On top of the original incomplete protection spell, a new protection spell was gradually formed, and the whole body was filled with the cold aura of Han Qingyun, which was completely different from the protection spell of the fire zodiac.

Xing Luo once thought that although Han Qingyun did not cast the original protective spell, it must have something to do with him, but now it seems that even he cannot completely repair the protective spell. Obviously, the caster of the spell has a much higher level of cultivation than Han Qingyun.

Now in the realm of comprehension, Han Qingyun is already at the top, so who is the one who cast the spell?

After Han Qingjun finished casting the protective spell, Xing Luo asked, "Master, who cast the protective spell on my body?"

This lie is not easy to make up. Fortunately, Xing Lao's memory was sealed, and Han Qingyun said: "It was cast by your father. He died in the battle between gods and demons. Before he died, he cast this protective spell for you."

Xing Luo has no doubts.

Han Qingyun adjusted his breath for a moment, and then put his slightly cool fingertips on Xing Lao's forehead.

"Master?" Xing Luo was puzzled.

"Your cultivation is unable to improve because of the narrowing of the meridians. My teacher has recently studied the technique of widening the meridians. You may try it."

Han Qingyun planned to tear off Xing Lao's seal a little bit, at least to allow him to enter the Golden Core Realm, so that the inner disciples would not look down on him anymore.But he can't unlock too much, he hasn't researched the method of crossing the thunder calamity, if Xing Luo crosses a big realm at once like in the original book, and attracts the thunder calamity, then the risk is too great.

"Of course I would." It turned out that Master read all these books for him.Xing Luo was overjoyed, closed his eyes, and gave himself completely to Han Qingyun.

Han Qingjun introduced spiritual power again, explored the Xingluo meridian, used spiritual power to attack the original seal, and carefully widened the forbidden passage.

During this period of time, the book was not in vain, everything went smoothly as he imagined.

Just when he was about to complete the final sprint, the door was knocked open with a bang.

"Master!" Murong Haotian broke into the gate.

Han Qingyun's hand shook, and a large wave of spiritual power uncontrollably hit the sealing spell...

No, too much tearing.