Beautiful Teacher Dressed as a Villain [Transmigration Book]

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Every time Han Qingyun reads a comprehension novel, he is very interested in this kind of exercise. However, harmony is in power, and all the books mention it briefly.

Mosaic always makes people want to explore more, he is like a student who peeked at comics in class, grabbed a copy of "Basics of Spiritual Power Operation" and covered it outside, flipping the pages of the book lightly.

Use my essence to combine with the other's essence, the two essences fight each other, and the spirit responds.

Han Qingyun savored each word carefully and came to a conclusion.

What the hell...

Can't you just point to plain Chinese?

Han Qingyun turned a page and looked at Xing Luo with a guilty conscience, for fear that the little emperor's uncle would be discovered, but when he raised his eyes, he met Xing Luo's eyes.

"Master? Do you understand?" Xing Luo walked over, apparently intending to point out.

"Look, read, understand." Han Qingyun hurriedly folded the inner book, pulled it under the table, and put it on his lap.

The material used for the clothes of Tian Wenzong's disciples is top-grade crocodile silk, which does not get wet in water and does not burn in fire, so it is naturally extremely silky.The cheat sheet slid down along the cloth, and covered the ground with a snap.

"The book fell." Xing Luo leaned over to pick up the book.

Han Qingyun didn't want to see anyone, so she buried her head in the book to pretend to be obvious.

Xing Lao flipped through the secret book, his ears were a little red, just now the master was looking at the book, and he even peeked at him: "Master is interested in this Tao?"

"No, no, I'm just curious. No!" Han Qingyun raised the book in his hand, "What's yours? I'm reading this right now!"

"Master." Xing Luo leaned over while leaning on the table.

"What are you doing?" Han Qingyun subconsciously leaned back with a book covering her face.

Xing Luo took away the book in his hand, turned around, and put it back again: "The book is upside down."

Han Qingyun was speechless, took a deep breath, pretended to be a turtle and buried his head in the book: "Brother apprentice, listen to my teacher, don't be greedy for gifts."

"Master said it is." Xing Lao nodded and said yes, and gave Han Qingyun a copy of "A Summary of Meridians", "Master, read this first."

This book is also full of ancient texts, and Han Qingyun struggled to find out the key words, which probably indicate the location of Zhou Tian's various acupoints and the way the aura works. The units of length in the book are all in inches , Contemporary college students who only understand metric units become illiterate in an instant.

"Xing Luo, come and help me see." Han Qingyun had no choice but to find a rescuer, patted the chair next to him, and signaled Xing Luo to come and sit, "Where is the sea of ​​Qi?"

Xing Luo moved the chair closer, and the armrests of the two chairs were close together before he sat down. He moved his hand to Han Qingyun's lower abdomen, pressed it lightly, and slowly drew a circle: "This area is the sea of ​​Qi."

Han Qingyun didn't expect him to get started, and his body trembled unaccustomed.

Xing Luo slowly poured a small amount of spiritual power into Han Qingyun's air sea: "Master, do you feel it? There is spiritual power flowing."

A warm air flow rose from the lower abdomen, swimming away gently.

It's a strange feeling.The breath belonging to another person entered his body, Han Qingyun closed his eyes and felt it, it was very comfortable, a bit like the feeling of putting the family Shiba Inu on his stomach to keep warm when he felt cold in winter.

Xing Luo also found it very strange that the aura penetrated into the body of other cultivators, requiring the other party to accept him completely. If Han Qingyun was full of coercion before, this kind of thing would never happen: "Master, your aura It's all stored here, without any damage, follow me to feel it."

Han Qingyun focused his attention on the sea of ​​qi, and he really felt another completely different breath, very cool, like a stream of mountain spring water, which would move with his thoughts.

Guiding his own aura, he chased after Xing Lao's, and moved accordingly. After a few back and forth, Han Qingyun finally controlled it freely.

Xing Luo retracted his palm, and instead guided it with his middle two fingers, moving his fingertips upwards slowly, rubbing against the fabric to make a soft "rustle" sound: "From the lower dantian, straight up to the middle dantian..."

Perhaps it was because of the fire root, Xing Lao's fingers were very hot, so hot that they could even be called hot, and Han Qingyun followed him to drive the spiritual energy.

"Shangdantian... Baihui... Jade Pillow... Dazhui..."

The deep and pleasant voice was next to his ears, and his fingers gradually passed through Xiao Zhoutian's running route, stopping for a while at each key point, and only after Han Qingyun caught up, did he move again and go to the next place.

Xing Luo pressed his fingertips on Han Qingyun's lower back: "The gate of life."

It was a little itchy, and Han Qingyun twisted uncomfortably before he could force his spiritual energy to catch up smoothly.

After waiting for a while, but Xing Luo didn't make any more moves, Han Qingyun opened his eyes and asked puzzledly, "Why did you stop? Is it over?"

"There are still two orifices." Xing Luo stared at Han Qingyun, his pupils were as black as ink, bottomless.

The cycle of the sky, as described in its description, is complete only after it has been turned around.

Han Qingyun glanced at the page, and he understood the last part, which was the same as the modern expression...

As for the penultimate place, he probably guessed it too.

The heat from the fingertips on the back of the waist became even hotter, and Han Qingyun was so burned that he felt that he was about to burn up: "Yes, it's ok... I probably know it, let me try it myself..."

Xing Luo nodded silently, stepped aside, and poured himself a cup of herbal tea.

After finding the way, the follow-up will be much easier. Han Qingyun quickly ran a small week by himself. I don't know if he is talented, but he thinks that spiritual power is quite easy to control. It is not as difficult as imagined. It is just that it is necessary to concentrate It's quite tiring, it's hard to imagine that the original body can keep exerting coercion all the time, just thinking about it makes me tired.

Seeing that Han Qingyun learned quite quickly, Xing Lao picked up another "Introduction to Magic Techniques": "Are you still learning tonight?"

Of course you have to learn, whether it's for self-protection or to avoid being found out, in this world of comprehension, ability is always the first priority, and naturally the sooner you recover, the better.

"Go ahead, it's best to cast the spell tonight." Han Qingyun set a small goal.

Xing Luo handed over the book, flipped through the nonsense preface page, and stopped directly at the practice of spells: "Casting spells is similar to Zhou Tian's movement, except that the latter is an internal operation, and the former is to push spiritual power out of the body."

"Just like this." Xing Lao pointed casually, and a fist-sized flame flew towards the door. When he was about to hit the door, he sent out a talisman in time to extinguish the flame. Techniques of the same attribute."

Han Qingyun nodded as if he had realized something, put his two fingers together in the middle of the food, pointed at the gate, and at the same time pushed the spiritual power, passed through the meridian, and sent it out of the body...

boom!Bang Bang!

Boom! ! !

clack-

A series of loud noises shocked all the disciples of Dandingzong, and also shocked Han Qingyun and Xing Luo.

The two of them stared straight ahead in dumbstruck. Half of the wall in the direction of the original gate was gone, and the broken bricks and tiles that had lost their support were crackling on the ground. It broke, and the huge tree trunk fell on the rear building, crushing a whole row of corridors, and where the trunk broke, there was still the culprit—an icicle that was the same size as the trunk of a camphor tree.

Originally, I only set a small goal of earning breakfast money, but accidentally earned [-] million...

The disciples rushed over, thinking that this place was attacked by a demon cultivator.

The gate was gone, and there was no etiquette for knocking on the door, so Xiao Yunshui ran in directly: "Master! Are you okay!"

"It's okay to be a teacher." Han Qingyun was still studying the smoking fingers, "It's just that the spiritual power has recovered, and I didn't control it well for a while. Didn't hurt anyone?"

Xiao Yunshui is also a cultivator of water spirit roots, and he knows that if he casts such a large icicle, at least half of his spiritual power will be consumed, but seeing the relaxed appearance of the master, the two people's cultivation is really different, he bowed in admiration : "No one was injured, this disciple will let Sect Master Minghui prepare another house."

"No need." Don't make so many demands after demolishing the whole house, Han Qingyun waved his hand and said, "We will make a repair payment with Sect Master Minghui, and I will live with Xing Luo."

Xing Luo and Xiao Yunshui live in the side hall of the guest hall where Han Qingyun lives. Although it is relatively small, it is also equipped with high-quality equipment.Han Qingyun rolled happily on the couch, clutching the finger that had shown divine power just now.

Sure enough, it is the No. 1 spiritual practice, and I will not be afraid to run amok in the world in the future.

Xing Luo was lying on the imperial concubine's couch outside the cubicle, when he heard snickering from inside, he called out, "Master."

"What's wrong?" Han Qingyun lay on the bed, facing the partition.

"Master seems to know everything about the epidemic poison." Although the soul in the shell has changed, judging from the chaos in Pingyu Town, the current Han Qingyun is by no means a cold-blooded and ruthless person. Indifference, unless he is confident, like that day when he tricked the demon girl to get away.

Han Qingyun secretly felt that Xing Lao was smart: "It's not like knowing everything well, but I know a general idea."

"The murderer is a member of the Demon Cult?" Xing Luo asked.

"It's the instruction of the left envoy of the Demon Sect, no one will be harmed anymore." According to the original description, the left envoy is outside the east gate at the moment, asking his subordinates to come and poison him tomorrow. Let Xiao Yunshui lead someone to take the instigator.

"Master, don't you think it's strange?" Xing Luo paused, and then said, "If the plague is poisoned in the Anning Pond, not only Ningzhou City, but also the downstream water source will be polluted."

After the water of Anning Pond enters the river, it flows south into the Sea of ​​Life and Death, passing through the large desert land in the south.The water source in the desert is precious, and only this freshwater river depends on it. The Sea of ​​Life and Death is where the Demon Cult is located. The desert is close to the Demon Cult, and there are several mortal towns that have taken refuge in the Demon Cult.

If Moxiu poisoned the Anning Pond, then the town under their own jurisdiction would also be affected.

Not only is the poisoning unreasonable.

In the original book, Han Qingjun and his party searched for the epidemic poison in Ningzhou City, and the battle was quite large. It is impossible for the left envoy of the Demon Cult to be unconscious, but it is obviously meaningless to let his subordinates come here to poison again, and it is even like throwing themselves into a trap.

However, at the end of the book, the left envoy of the Demon Cult plotted against Xing Luo but failed and was killed instead. Up to now, he has not explained his actions.

Counting such slots, bugs, and unfilled pits in the book, Han Qingyun can list a whole sheet of A4 paper. He can only attribute this to the fact that the author's IQ is not enough to cause the logic to collapse...

"Xu Moxiu and decent people like us have different ideas, and they don't hesitate to sacrifice their own people to create chaos." Han Qingyun could only answer in this way.

"What the master said is true. This kind of cultivator is insane, and the laws of heaven cannot tolerate it. If a disciple encounters him, he will never let him go." Xing Luo clenched his fist and said.

The apprentice brother had indeed walked on the right path, Han Qingyun was very pleased, rolled over and lay on his back, and fell asleep peacefully after a small weekly review.

Outside the east city gate, the left envoy of the Devil's Cult wrapped in a black robe, gave out illogical instructions, and jumped onto the roof with his subordinates to leave.

Not long after, two more shadows jumped down from the two roofs and met here.

"Your envoy, my subordinates have checked everything out." The speaker was an ordinary-looking woman in her forties who mixed into the crowd, and no one would pay attention to her. He can't even use a sword, and when he came to the city, he was riding the young master's sword. Listening to his disciples talking, it seems that for some reason, he can't use his spiritual power, and some people suspect that he has been taken away."

"Danshu, well done." Hua Ruliu hooked the kit she gave to Xing Luo with one hand, but was thrown away again, stroked Danshu's jaw with the other hand, hooked her fingertips, and hooked up the disguised human skin In the small corner, I pressed it back again, "Whether I seize the house or not has nothing to do with me, as long as he can't use his spiritual power and doesn't hinder me from bringing the young master back."

The author has something to say: use my essence to combine the other's essence, the two essences fight each other, and the spirit responds.From "Guan Yinzi"