Beautiful Teacher Dressed as a Villain [Transmigration Book]

The spring breeze is everywhere at the foot of the mountain, and it is rare for Mingzhao Peak to stop snowing. The warm sun shines on the snow, but Zuo Jueming stands in the shadow of the house, isolated from all the warmth.

"Jueming, you should know that there are mountains beyond the mountains, and heaven beyond the sky." Han Qingyun said, "Although being a teacher today is the No. It's you, it's normal."

Seeing that Zuo Jueming didn't react much, Han Qingjun seemed to have no desire to communicate with him as a master, and continued: "If one day, you become the No. It is the norm. The word "most" can never last long. You practice hard, you should not compare yourself with others, but focus on yourself."

"Myself?" Zuo Jueming was puzzled with a hint of disdain.

Han Qingyun: "It's never others that people want to defeat, but themselves. Your power is to protect the righteous way and protect the people you want to protect, not to compete with others."

Zuo Jueming gave a wry smile, the snow on the eaves slid down and landed on his shoulder.

"Master, my parents died in the battle between gods and demons, and died tragically under the claws of fierce beasts." He looked at Han Qingyun, with sadness and unwillingness in his eyes, "Master, tell me, if it is not the strongest , How can I protect the person I want to protect."

Unexpectedly, Zuo Jueming was the orphan of the war between gods and demons, Han Qingyun choked up for a moment.What he said is right, if someone was stronger than Qiongqi back then, there would not be a tragedy where hundreds of spiritual masters blew themselves up to kill the enemy. reduced to ashes.

After a long silence, Han Qingyun finally said: "The fierce beast Qiongqi has died, and the world is peaceful now. Jue Ming, it is a good thing that you have righteousness in your heart, but as a teacher, I hope that you will not be too attached to the past."

Zuo Jueming didn't answer any more, and went back to the house with his sword in his hands.

Han Qingyun knew that his words didn't work, not to mention Zuo Jueming, even he felt powerless.

Qiongqi is dead, and the demon cultivator is still making trouble in the dark. No one knows how many crises are hidden under the sea in the seemingly calm cultivation world.Everyone wants to be the strongest, stand firm in this crisis, and even climb to the top, but there is only one person at the end, and now it is Han Qingyun, and soon after in the original book, it is Murong Haotian.

Who will be next, Han Qingyun still doesn't know, but he knows that, except for the "most", a suitor like Zuo Jueming will have an unsatisfactory regret after all.

When Xing Luo entered the door, Han Qingyun was still in a daze. He didn't come back to his senses until the sound of the brazier being moved and collided. He turned his head and asked, "A Luo, what is the purpose of your cultivation? To become No. 1 in the world of comprehension?" ?”

Xing Luo moved the bamboo to Han Qingyun's side: "No. 1 is Master."

Han Qingyun suspected that Xing Luo was wearing the strongest filter of the permanent master, so he could only change his words: "What about the second person?"

"Yes." Xing Luo replied immediately, "The only person next to Master is me."

This definition of the strongest seems to be a bit different from Zuo Jueming, and Han Qingyun asked again: "What if you can't become the strongest no matter how hard you try?"

Xing Luo turned over the bamboo floor and sat down beside Han Qingyun: "Master, do you think he must be better than me?"

Knowing that he had misunderstood, Han Qingyun looked a little angry, so she quickly explained and briefly told Xing Luo about the conversation with Zuo Jueming.

"That's why Master is like this." Xing Luo stretched out his index finger and tapped Han Qingyun's forehead lightly, "Is it to check whether the third junior brother is possessed by a demon?"

"Of course, otherwise, what do you think I'm doing." Xing Luo's fingertips were slightly hot, making people itch, and Han Qingyun took his finger and took it off.

"I thought so too." Xing Luo hooked his fingers, scratched Han Qingyun's palm, and when he was about to let go as if fleeing, he held him backhand, "It's just that I don't like it."

Han Qingyun twisted his hands, but he couldn't escape. His apprentice brother violated the rules thoroughly, and it seemed that he was not prepared to correct it immediately.

"Master touches my head and third junior brother's too. I don't like it." Xing Luo leaned over slowly, "Master, I want something different."

"What, what's the difference..." Han Qingyun was restrained with one hand, unable to retreat, and could only lean back to distance the two of them.

Xing Luo didn't answer, and after Han Qingyun leaned on the back of the bed, retreating nowhere, he still didn't stop approaching.

The warm breath swept across his cheeks, and Han Qingyun's heart beat wildly. He finally realized what Xing Lao was going to do, he grabbed the book on the couch with his empty hand, and hurriedly picked it up, and went to Xing Lao. Cover the nozzle.

With a smile on his face, Xing Luo didn't take the book away, and didn't stop his movements. He pressed his lips down through the thick book.

The faint fragrance of ink in the scroll was dyed with charming colors, even though his mouth and nose were blocked, Han Qingyun still felt that there seemed to be a hot breath penetrating into his mind through the book, disturbing his thoughts.

The eyebrows and eyes of the two were so close that Han Qingyun was in a daze.

Xing Luo lowered his forehead, leaned against Han Qingyun's, and spoke through the scroll, his muffled voice was like a barbed hook, which landed on people's hearts and was difficult to pull out: "Master, I am not breaking the rules. .”

Han Qingyun couldn't figure out how to measure the moment in Xing Luo's heart. Anyway, this did not cause him to suffer from insomnia again, and he suffered from insomnia for several days, until the gate of Tianwenzong opened to welcome the disciples of all sects to participate in the seminar Dao Assembly, he has not been able to recover.

Just after the hour passed, Han Qingjun finally fell asleep, but Tian Wenzong was already busy opening in front of the main mountain gate.

The Dao Discussion Conference is a grand event for the entire cultivation world. Regardless of the size of the sect or the casual cultivator, as long as you apply to the host sect and verify that you are not a demon cultivator, you can get the jade card for entering the mountain.

The disciples guarded both sides of the mountain road, led by Xiao Yunshui, quickly checked the jade plaque and confirmed the identity of the person entering the mountain.

Master Huiming led the Dandingzong team from the foot of the mountain to the entrance of the mountain, not forgetting to sell the pills all the way, and in just a short while, they sold hundreds of orders.

"This is too good at doing business." A disciple looked at their backs and said with emotion.

Another large group of people went up the mountain, Xiao Yunshui coughed lightly, reminding the disciples to regain their senses.This time it was not Ke Zong, but a group of disciples from Xi Hefeng.

After Fang Xiaolan released herself from the confinement, she couldn't get over the hurdle in her heart. She felt ashamed to see others. Not long after, she took a group of disciples down the mountain to practice. After walking for half a year, if she didn't want to avenge her shame at the Dao Discussion Conference, He doesn't plan to come back yet.

The disciples showed their disciple jade badges one by one. Xiao Yunshui noticed two strange female cultivators standing beside Song Xiuyu. They were not disciples of Tianwen Sect at first glance, so he immediately stopped them: "Who are these two?"

"Hanhan is my Taoist companion." Song Xiuyu blushed slightly, and shook the hand of the female cultivator beside him: "Hanhan, where is your jade token?"

"Dan'er." The female cultivator smiled shyly and waved to another female cultivator.

Dan'er took out two jade plaques and handed them to Xiao Yunshui.Hanhan said coquettishly and timidly: "Little girl Su Hanhan, I have met all the elders. She is my cousin Dan'er."

Song Xiuyu had reported to the sect several months ago that Song Xiuyu had formed a Taoist couple during his training. Xiao Yunshui checked the jade token and checked the appearance recorded in the jade token. There was nothing unusual, so he let him go.

After the figures of Xihe Peak's disciples disappeared at the end of the mountain path, some disciples immediately whispered to each other: "Song Xiuyu is amazing to be married to such a beautiful Taoist couple."

"I heard that his cultivation base has also improved, and he has reached the end of Jindan."

Seeing that Xiao Yunshui didn't pay attention to this side, a disciple lowered his voice and said, "It seems that Ming Zhaofeng won't be able to win the top three this time."

In the guest hall, Song Xiuyu stuffed two pieces of spirit stones for the disciples in the hall, and asked Su Hanhan to change to the upper room.Although they have become Taoist couples at the foot of the mountain, if Su Hanhan is to enter Tianwenzong, he still needs to go through the process of true discipleship, the marriage will be witnessed by the master, and a couple ceremony will be held in front of the tablet of the seniors of the sect.

"Hanhan, I have wronged you. We will hold the ceremony as soon as the Dao Discussion Conference is over." Song Xiuyu was domineering and disappeared without a trace in front of Su Hanhan, his voice was so gentle that it was almost flattering.

"I listen to Song Lang." Su Hanhan nodded slightly, "I'm a little tired after trekking today, so you can do your work first."

Song Xiuyu reluctantly said a few words, the Dao Discussion Conference will be officially opened tomorrow, and he still has to practice the sword for a while, so he didn't stay any longer.

Not long after he left, the window sash was suddenly pushed open, a black figure rolled into the room at an extremely fast speed, and swung his sleeves to close the window sash.

The person who came was wrapped in a black robe, and the hood tightly covered his face.

"Why is the right envoy here?" the man in black asked.

Su Hanhan faced the mirror and asked Dan'er to dress her up, but without looking at him, she changed her shyness just now, and her smile became colder: "Of course I came to bring the young master back."

The man in black: "He won't go back."

"The young master's protective spell has been damaged. It is extremely dangerous to stay in Tianwenzong. I must take him away." Su Hanhan said.

The man in black: "If the young master has a sweetheart here, you won't be able to take him away."

"Left envoy, Your Majesty has ordered me not to kill anyone in the Demon Cult for no reason." The two had never disagreed, Su Hanhan was impatient to argue with him, twisted a hairpin, and slowly twirled it in his hand, Suddenly he shot it out, "I warned you when I was in Ningzhou City, but you took advantage of my healing and made trouble again. How do you face the king!"

The man in black caught the hairpin, mercilessly shot at the back of Su Hanhan's head, Dan'er shot immediately, grabbed the hairpin, and then returned to the original place.

"Your Majesty's order, he can't even do it himself." The man in black said, "The devil cultivator relies on the devil's energy, and the hostility can breed the devil's energy. Killing is the fastest way for us to practice. The benevolence of your woman is in your heart." Only love, I don't care. But I warn you, don't get in the way of my great cause."

"How dare you!" Before Su Hanhan could finish his sentence, the voices of disciples talking to each other sounded outside the door, and the man in black immediately fled through the window.

Dan'er leaned forward and said, "You envoy, why don't you go down and stare at him?"

"No need." Su Hanhan said, "If you follow him, people will be suspicious, so you must not reveal your identity."

When the sun shone through the window, Han Qingyun had not long fallen asleep when he was woken up by his disciple Yupai, rubbed his eyes, and got up to listen to the nonsense of the senior elder at Yupai.

Xing Luo had just finished his morning exercise, when he entered the door and saw him getting up, he came over silently, got on the floor, and knelt behind him.

After the elder in charge conveyed the arrangements for today's Dao Discussion Conference, Han Qingyun responded casually, and hung up the disciple's jade plaque: "A Luo?"

Xing Luo suddenly covered Han Qingyun's eyes with both hands: "Master, your eyes are swollen."

Han Qingyun closed her eyes, felt Xing Lao's warm spiritual flow, and stroked the top of her eyelids. After a while, the soreness dissipated.

The gathering time for the Dao Discussion Conference was approaching, Han Qingyun quickly cleaned up, confirmed that Xing Luo's protective spell was safe, and took four of his personal disciples to the main peak square.

As soon as Han Qingyun took his seat, he attracted the attention of many cultivators. The elders of the Biezong who were not far away came to flatter the No. 1 spiritual cultivator, and even praised his direct disciples, except Xing Luo. all over.

Han Qingyun kept a straight face, imitating his original appearance, and responded coldly a few times.The elders had long been accustomed to this attitude, and when they had finished speaking, they took their leave and left.

"The most important thing in the Dao discussion conference is the Dao, and there is no more victory or defeat." The peak master sitting next to him was pouring chicken soup for his disciples, and Han Qingyun also said meaningfully, "No matter what your grades are, you are all proud of your teachers disciple."

The disciples bowed and saluted, and under the leadership of the deacon disciples, they sealed the disciples' jade cards capable of summoning, put an end to off-site cheating, and went to the forum for discussion.

The participating disciples drew lots one by one, and the order of playing and the opposing sides were quickly displayed on the floating screen on the forum.

Han Qingyun felt unhappy when he saw Xing Lao's No.1 opponent.

It's Song Xiuyu again...