Beautiful Teacher Dressed as a Villain [Transmigration Book]

"Bold Xing Lao, dare to damage the test instrument, what is your intention!" Fang Xiaolan spoke righteously and shouted.

Han Qingjun twitched his mouth unbearably, when Fang Xiaolan stepped forward to sacrifice the long sword, a spiritual force slapped the back of his hand mercilessly, raised his hand to block Xing Luo, and said coldly: "Senior Brother Fang, Don't spout blood."

Murong Haotian knew that he was in trouble, clutching Xing Luo's sleeves, he hid behind Han Qingyun.

There was a conflict between the masters of the two peaks, and there was nothing more attractive than this. The candidates and disciples around stopped what they were doing and looked this way.

"I'm spitting blood?" Fang Xiaolan pointed to a piece of debris on the ground, "Then you can explain to me how this magic weapon was damaged?"

The magic weapon tested looked extremely fragile, but it was actually very strong. It would never be damaged by ordinary collisions, unless someone deliberately destroyed it with spiritual power. Fang Xiaolan's suspicion was not unreasonable.In his eyes, as a descendant of ferocious beasts, it is not surprising for Xing Luo to do any evil things, let alone destroy a magic weapon.

Han Qingyun took a step sideways, showed the fragments all over the floor in front of everyone, and asked, "Senior Brother Fang, how did this thing get damaged?"

"Of course it was deliberately destroyed by Xing Luo with spiritual power." Fang Xiaolan said.

Han Qingyun glanced at the scattered fragments: "Then why did Ah Luo destroy it for no reason?"

"Of course..." In addition to age and cultivation, testing the magic weapon can also detect whether the person who touches it has magic energy. Fang Xiaolan originally wanted to question Xing Lao's involvement with magic cultivation, but with his IQ, he also found a loophole in it— — With so many instruments, it is useless for him to destroy one.

After choking for a while, Fang Xiaolan simply gave up the direct conviction, pointed at Xing Luo and asked, "Bold Xing Luo, don't hurry up and confess your motives!"

"How can he be so sure that this handsome fairy destroyed the thing on purpose?" the girl who had just passed the test whispered to the man beside her.

The man replied: "Just now, there were three people standing next to the magic weapon. It can't be that the master Hanfeng and that child destroyed it. But I think this fairy head is handsome and imposing, and he doesn't look like a villain. Peak Master Fang's words are decisive, and his attitude is completely different from that of his nephew, which is indeed strange."

Han Qingyun snorted coldly, pointed at the fragments of the magic weapon, and said, "Senior Brother Fang, take a good look. These fragments are scattered radially, and they were clearly exploded from the inside. How could they be damaged by external force?"

"Don't talk nonsense and confuse the public." Fang Xiaolan said, "This magic weapon can withstand the touch of anyone within two hundred years old. Even if you, me, or even the suzerain touch it, it is impossible for it to explode from the inside."

two hundred years old...

Han Qingyun turned his head and glanced at the old god grass behind him.At this moment, confessing Murong Haotian and letting him blow up another magic weapon with his own hands is a good choice to clear Xing Luo's suspicion. However, the matter of Dan Dingzong came first, and Han Qingyun knew very well that the exposure of this special identity was very important to him. For Murong Haotian, this is by no means a good thing.

"Senior Brother Fang, you can see clearly." Han Qingyun suddenly pointed out a spiritual force, and hit a good magic weapon ball next door.

The magic weapon ball shattered with a bang, and the fragments crackled and scattered all over the ground along the direction of the spiritual power. Han Qingyun took a step back, showed two fragments, and said nothing.

"The difference is too much. It seems that the one in front was indeed exploded from the inside." Discussions continued among the crowd, and even several disciples behind Fang Xiaolan agreed.

"You don't want to say that there are people over [-] years old here?" Fang Xiaoli said disdainfully, "These are ridiculous."

"Senior Brother Fang is right." The seven or eight-year-old baby is actually over two hundred years old, and Han Qingyun also finds it extremely absurd. People, then the only explanation can only be..."

He picked up a piece of debris at his feet, squinted at the sun, and the refracted colorful brilliance fell on his flawless face, forming a charming landscape.

Everyone's eyes were almost straightened, and they only heard Han Qingyun's clear voice, and said in a slightly cold tone: "If I remember correctly, Brother Fang is responsible for purchasing this batch of magical artifacts, right? Now the magical artifacts are It exploded for no reason, Senior Brother Fang didn't accuse himself of the crime, but still shirked his responsibility here. Fortunately, no one was hurt, otherwise Senior Brother Fang would not be able to calm down even if he resigned from the position of Peak Master."

As soon as this remark came out, more people whispered to each other.

"It turns out that Peak Master Fang bought inferior goods in order to make money."

"The dignified peak master, to shirk his responsibility, dumped the blame on his nephew, it's too shameless."

"The owner of the peak is actually this kind of person. It seems that this Xihe Peak must not go."

After a while, some bold ones even shouted in the crowd.

"There is something wrong with this magic weapon. I'm clearly not over 30 years old!" This is the 31-year-old youth who was screened out just now, unwilling to leave, and sneaked in again.

Such people are no longer a minority, and there are dissatisfied protests from all directions, questioning the inferior quality of the magic weapon, and the detection error, which prevents them from entering.

Fang Xiaolan had never been besieged by a large group of people like this before, her face flushed with anger, and she shouted to control the field, but no one paid any attention to him.

"Everyone, please be calm and don't be impatient." Han Qingyun used his spiritual power to transmit the silent but majestic voice to everyone's ears, "This happened because my Tianwenzong neglected management. It will be rectified immediately. I have inspected these instruments just now, and there is no problem with these two in this category. If you have any doubts about the test results, you can come here to re-examine.”

Han Qingyun casually pointed to two sets, and simply classified the others as inferior, but no one questioned him at all.

"Han Qingyun, you!" Fang Xiaolan failed to provoke, and inexplicably became the target of rectification. Qi and blood rushed straight to her forehead, her eyes were about to burst, and the hand pointing at Han Qingyun was trembling due to extreme anger.

"Senior Brother Fang, if you need funds next time, ask the sect master. He understands righteousness and will never be stingy with these things. You must never do such things that insult the sect again." Han Qingyun raised slightly He lowered his chin, walked towards the mountain gate with his hands behind his back, and when he passed by Fang Xiaolan, he deliberately exerted coercion and gave him a slap in the face.

When Fang Xiaolan recovered from the coercion and was about to refute and justify her name, Han Qingyun was nowhere to be seen.

On the mountain road, the three masters and apprentices had smiles on their lips.

Murong Haotian watched this big show, convinced that he was worthy of joining Han Qingyun's sect; Han Qingyun turned Fang Xiaolan over, he was so happy that he couldn't hold back his expression, and smiled smugly; Xing Lao watched Han Qingyun looked sideways, reminiscing about how serious he was just now, but full of lies, and couldn't help but be amused by his cuteness.

"By the way, how old are you?" Han Qingyun suddenly remembered that the upper limit of the magic weapon test is two hundred years old, pinched Murong Haotian's bulging cheek and said, "Be honest, otherwise you will not be allowed to participate in the trial , send you back."

"Hey hey." Murong Haotian smirked, and wanted to get away with it, but couldn't bear the pain in his pinched cheeks, so he could only honestly count his fingers, "This year will be... 250 years old."

Han Qingyun and Xing Luo looked at each other in a tacit understanding, and the smile on their faces was even more indescribable. If you dare, Ming Zhaofeng didn't accept a young disciple, but a grandpa.

The test for entering the mountain gate came to a less-than-perfect conclusion amidst the uproar. The reputation of the master of Xihe Peak was ruined, and all the candidates agreed that they would never enter Xihe Peak.Of course, those over-aged people who clamored that there was a problem with the magic weapon failed to pass the second test in the end.

After the first screening, only more than a hundred candidates were left. After resting overnight in the general shop arranged by Tianwenzong, they will face the secret trial to determine whether they can enter.

The trial of the secret realm has begun.Before the time came, the proctor disciples from each peak gathered at the gate of the secret realm. As usual, after listening to the elders reading the invigilation specifications, they entered the secret realm one after another.

Song Xiuyu looked at Xing Luo, who was flying into the secret realm with his sword not far ahead, and secretly clenched the Qiankun bag at his waist—there was a camera bead specially prepared for him by Fang Xiaolan, which could record images in every detail, as long as If he can record the video of him actually hurting Xing Lao, even if Han Qingyun can speak well, it will be difficult to convince the public.

At that time, the candidates gathered at the entrance of the secret realm.

There are three levels in the trial of the secret realm. As long as you pass it within seven days and walk out of the secret realm, you can officially become a disciple of Tianwenzong.

The test takers are not high in cultivation, most of them are newcomers who have just stepped into the qi refining realm, and occasionally a few are slightly better, and they are not beyond the final stage of qi refining, so naturally they cannot understand the method of bigu, so before entering the secret realm, the deacon disciples are unified They were given bigu pills that could last for seven days.

"Immortal Elder, isn't this elixir also purchased by Xi Hefeng?" a young man asked loudly.

The peak master, a group of personal disciples, and prestigious inner disciples are all in the secret realm. At this time, most of the candidates who greet these candidates are outer disciples. Naturally, the candidates are much more courageous than yesterday.

"Xihe Peak again? Is this elixir still edible? It won't last three days, so let me starve to death in the secret realm." You said humanely.

The examinees made a noise, but the deacon disciple had no choice but to use the disciple's jade card to invite the elders in charge of the field.

The elders in charge never expected that Fang Xiaolan would become notorious among the group of examinees after only one day, and even affected the prestige of Tian Wenzong.

He complained a few words in his heart with disgust, took a bigu pill and showed it to everyone: "Everyone, please rest assured that Fang Feng is only in charge of magic tools, and my lecture hall is responsible for purchasing the pills. This batch of pills , is the first batch of pills we purchased from the cultivation world, the Dandingzong, and they are all high-grade ones that were only released last month. They have been carefully reviewed by the elders in the Lecture Hall, and there will be absolutely no problems."

Tianwenzong is well-known, although there is a mouse dropping out, but after all there is still No. Settle down and take Bigu Dan.

The trial secret realm was officially opened, and candidates poured into the gate.

The entrance to the secret realm has not been closed at this point. If the test takers think they are not capable enough and want to give up the trial, they can withdraw on their own.

Not long after, a moon-white figure came with a sword.The sword flew a little low, less than half a foot away from the top of the tree, and the speed was not fast, which made the person on the sword a little more refined and leisurely.

But Master Jian was not at all leisurely.

Han Qingjun focused on controlling the flying sword, lowered the height, entered the secret realm, and when passing through the gate, he almost hit his head due to a miscalculation, and hurriedly arched his back and shrunk his neck.

The flying sword shook unsteadily for a long time before regaining its stability and heading towards the depths of the secret realm.

Trial of the secret realm is a difficult challenge for a disciple who has not yet started, but it is not an exaggeration to say that Han Qingyun's power is as good as walking on the ground. In comparison, Yujian is more difficult.

Han Qingjun memorized the map of the secret realm by heart, cast an invisibility spell on himself, and passed a few hidden shortcuts. Although he flew slowly, he arrived at the Wanli Glacier on the third floor in a short time.

Seeing Xing Luo, who was solitary with a knife in the air and was concentrating on scanning the glacier, Han Qingyun lifted the invisibility spell.If he wants to find something here, it is inevitable that he will not make some small noises. There is really no need to be invisible, not to mention, he doesn't want to hide it from Xing Luo.

Since Xing Luo expressed his opinion to him that day, Han Qingyun no longer avoided him. Although he sometimes suffered from insomnia and heart palpitations, it was much better than feeling anxious when seeing his disappointed and wronged face.

As he promised, Xing Luo only slept obediently on the bed next to Han Qingyun every night, and didn't move his hands or do anything further, which made it difficult for Han Qingyun to cope.

But what Han Qingyun didn't know was that every night, Xing Luo would still secretly hold his hand while he was asleep, but he was more careful.Even in his sleep, Xing Luo released aura all the time, sensing every inch of Han Qingyun's breath, preventing him from discovering his transgression and pushing himself away.

Just like at this moment, before Han Qingyun untied the invisibility spell, Xing Luo sensed his existence, looked into the void from a distance, and immediately greeted Han Qingyun when he showed his figure.

Although the Wanli Glacier was not as cold as the ice cave on the floating island, it was really uncomfortable. Han Qingyun shivered slightly, and regretted not carrying the fox fur.

"Master, it's so cold here, why are you here?" Xing Luo thought that he would not be able to see the master for seven days, but at this moment he couldn't hide the joy in his heart. Out of distress.

He took off his outer robe and put it on Han Qingyun.The outer robes worn by the disciples were so thin that they had absolutely no effect on keeping out the cold.

At this moment, Xing Luo really wanted to hold Han Qingyun into his arms, use his body to block the cold wind for him, and give him his own warmth.

He lowered his brows and eyes slightly, staring at Han Qingyun, and his tone became low: "Master, I'm afraid this disciple will go over the line."

The author has something to say: Little Theater

Author: Next, Grandpa Murong of the [-]th will introduce to you the secret of his old man's rejuvenation and growth overnight.applaud!

Murong Haotian: Rejuvenation is because you don’t have enough aura in the mortal world (hmph!), but of course my father’s bathtub downstairs smells aura when you grow up. (Proud~)

Author: Sure enough, the food should be nourished with mandarin duck pot!

still small theater

Fang Xiaolan: How can Han Qingyun be so eloquent?

Song Xiuyu: Since being poisoned by the corpse, his temperament has changed drastically.

Fang Xiaolan: Which brand of corpse poison, give me a dozen!