I'm a Serious Fox [Transmigration Book]

Life is not easy, the fox sighed.

Today is really bad luck, the swordsmanship class that I wanted to paddle in the afternoon was called out by the head teacher to demonstrate.

Coincidentally, the opponent of the battle was Feng Ling.

Probably because he was fighting against this stinky fox, all the long-standing grievances from the past erupted the moment he drew his sword. Feng Ling performed supernormally, using the 'Yishuihan' sword technique that only a monk at the Jindan stage could control.

As soon as the sword was thrown out, the water vapor in the air suddenly condensed and turned into pieces of six-edged ice crystals in an instant, wrapping the body of the sword.

It seemed that the imposing general had put on an indestructible steel helmet and iron armor, breaking through his layers of defense, and he was about to strike him head-on.

Hu Yibai was knocked out by the sword for more than ten feet, and finally he put the original owner's sword and sparrow in front of him. With the help of the sparrow's burst of sword energy, he narrowly escaped the catastrophe.

But he still couldn't escape the fate of flying out against the ground and hitting the courtyard wall.

Seeing him lying on the ground and unable to get up for a long time, Si Wuya walked over to see him unhurriedly.

For junior monks like them, there are usually only three to five teachers in charge, but there are various courses, so one teacher often has to teach multiple courses.

I don't know if it was because of Hu Yibai's outstanding performance in the retreat class in the morning that attracted Si Wuya. The head teacher who had dismissed him in the past began to extend olive branches to him frequently.

Of course, this olive branch did not save him, but tripped him.

Seeing those slender eyes slowly approaching, Hu Yibai stretched out his hand weakly: "Thank you, Master."

As a result, Si Wuya staggered away from him, picked up the sword he had dropped in his hand, and admired the sharp blade of the exotic bird towards the sun.

"I think back then this sword was still the treasure of the Treasure Pavilion. It was kept in the high cabinet on weekdays, and ordinary monks were not allowed to look at it. Later, the owner of the Treasure Pavilion was in trouble and needed the spirit stone urgently, so he reluctantly auctioned it off. It was later spent by Qingqiu for 8000 yuan. It was shot by the Wanling Stone, I never imagined that the top-quality spirit sword, which was unmatched by all the chivalrous men back then, would be used in the hands of someone like you."

After saying that, Si Wuya sighed, "It's true that the pearl is covered in dust, it's a waste of everything."

"..."

Hu Yibai saw that no one was helping him, so he propped himself on the ground with his scabbard, and stood up slowly enduring the severe pain all over his body.

Facing the teacher's playful gaze, he pretended to cup his hands and said, "This disciple is not good at learning, and the teacher is disappointed."

Si Wuya smiled and shook his head: "I'm not disappointed, as expected."

Hu Yibai: "..."

what to do?I really want to beat him up.

Seeing Hu Yibai accompanied him with a superficial smile, Si Wuya raised the sparrow in his hand and danced a dazzling sword flower.

Although Hu Yibai knew that his sword skills were poor, he had to admit that in Si Wuya's hands, the sparrow was like a dragon entering the water, shining brightly, which was completely different from the stagnant feeling of the sword in his own hands.It's like two swords.

Si Wuya turned his wrist lightly, and the sword's edge immediately reached Hu Yibai who was facing him. As soon as the sword energy passed, Hu Yibai felt that the hair and clothes all over his body were moving automatically without wind.

Before he could see the opponent's sword clearly, his hand suddenly emptied, and when he looked up to see, the scabbard that he had just held in his hand had been picked up by Si Wuya, and the scabbard turned around in the air, and it was snapped back onto the sparrow with perfect fit.

Si Wuya sighed and threw the sparrow whole to him: "It's fine if you can't hold the sword firmly, even the scabbard can't protect it. Although Feng Ling is strong, you are too weak. If this goes on, I am afraid that Yu will not be able to hide his flaws." , go back and think about it carefully."

Hu Yibai took the sparrow and returned to the disciples in a despondent manner.

Xin Dao, didn't the original owner's swordsmanship have always been poor, and he had been teaching it for two years before he remembered it and made him reflect?

In fact, as a former professor, he also understood Si Wuya's mind. After all, he was as excited to discover a potential disciple by chance as he found a piece of uncut jade on a barren hill full of rocks.

It is normal to have a sudden desire to carve.

But the cannon fodder qualifications of the original owner, how can he compare with the male protagonist Feng Ling, it is estimated that he is far behind Long Chiyu.

Moreover, he has been doing some heresy tricks all these years, and has not put any effort into cultivation at all.For example, a machine that has not been used for two years still needs to be oiled and run in for a period of time.

He has only been wearing it for a month, and it is too difficult for him to improve by leaps and bounds in all aspects.

Alas, if I knew he would turn on the water during the meditation class.

Seeing Hu Yibai slumped, Tao Xinyuan who was standing behind couldn't stop laughing happily, and pulled Feng Ling's sleeve next to him: "Feng Ling, you were so powerful just now, you chopped the stinky fox so far with one sword! His appearance is really gratifying, if the head teacher makes things difficult for him every day in the future, we will have a good show."

Feng Ling just stood there straight, without saying a word.

On the other hand, the disciple who heard it next to him looked at Tao Xinyuan and couldn't help but sigh inwardly.

The son of the Taotie lord is too stupid, he is pampered and doesn't understand the world, he can't even see it.

The head teacher called Hu Yibai one after another today, not to make things difficult, but clearly because he has taken a fancy to him.

Inner sect disciples like them were usually under the name of the sect for the first three years and had not yet apprenticed to their masters. Like Long Chiyu, there were very few who were born with a golden spoon, and could be accepted as direct disciples by the deputy sect master as soon as they entered the sect. few.

When the three-year period expires, the teachers will choose the best disciples from among the inner disciples. According to the probability of previous years, basically one out of ten can worship under the name of the teacher, and most of the others will follow the senior brothers and sisters from previous years to practice. .

To put it bluntly, it means that the apprentice who became the teacher's apprentice directly descended from the next generation and became a disciple.

Moreover, the head teachers of the Qianling Sect all have unique skills, regardless of their strength, the worst is the distraction period, and what they have learned from their brothers and sisters must not be comparable to them.

So the smart ones will make plans in advance, so that they can be enshrined in the name of the head teacher in the future.

And now that Hu Yibai is valued by Si Wuya, he undoubtedly got the opportunity to become a teacher.

Not only was he not in a hurry, but he thought that Si Wuya was making things difficult for Hu Yibai and he was complacent.

Fortunately, he was born in the family of the crown prince of the Taotie clan, if he was born in an ordinary family, his future would be hopeless and his life would be in danger.

After the fencing class was dismissed, Hu Yibai saw a notice posted on the wall outside the courtyard as soon as he went out holding his waist.

At that time, many disciples who had finished class had gathered around to watch.

His eyes flicked across the black and smeared head, and he saw three words as bright as irises on the Tianxue silk roll - Xuejing Town

Hu Yibai hurriedly squeezed into the crowd to read the notice.

[This year's mission month will start in seven days. The following is a list of mission locations and difficulty levels reported from various places. Disciples who are interested should come to the east courtyard of the main hall to register. Some missions have limited places and are first-come-first-served.

First class in Fusang City, first class in Wuliu Village, first class in Xuejing Town, first class...]

Looking at Xuejing Town, which is ranked in the top three, Hu Yibai suddenly felt his shoulders no longer hurt, and his waist no longer ached, and he ran to the east courtyard without any effort.

Even the gloom of being beaten up was gone.

Rumors don't lie to me!

This phoenix is ​​indeed a first-class auspicious auspiciousness, and the Frost Profound Jade Leaf was definitely not given away in vain, no, this is the opportunity to go out to find the supreme spiritual method.

But when Hu Yibai ran to the east courtyard, he saw on the brocade hanging upright behind him that Xuejing Town had been surrounded by ink brushes, and it was written on the back—the number of people is full

Hu Yibai frowned, a little in disbelief.

Although I know that the tasks on the top three are generally hot, after all, the more difficult the task is, the more credits and rewards you can get.

But at the same time, the difficulty is also the highest among all the tasks.

Not to mention risking your life, if you can't complete the general task, you won't get any credits or rewards. You can only record "selected", which means you have done this task before, which is barely considered a qualification.

So even if you are jealous and rewarded, you have to do what you can. The tasks on the top three are usually only those who dare to sign up. Hu Yibai thought it was not so fast.

Unexpectedly, I made a mistake.

Hu Yibai walked over unwillingly, and asked one of the senior brothers in charge: "Senior brother, I think the number of people in Xuejing Town is full. I wonder if anyone will sign up?"

The senior brother in Tsing Yi raised his eyes and saw that it was Hu Yibai, and when he met that seductive and bright face, his sloppy sitting posture straightened up in an instant, and he straightened his sleeves without any trace.

He unfolded the bamboo slips at hand and glanced: "Oh, it was Junior Brother Long Chiyu and Junior Brother Feng Ling who came here." He also eagerly unfolded the bamboo slips and handed them to him: "Look, the number of people is already full of two."

Hu Yibai looked at the two handwritings on it, one was flamboyant and unrestrained, and the other was deep and introverted.

Still acquaintances.

But no one has gone to the first two A-lists in Jinbo, so why do these two get together and sign up for Xuejing Town?

Originally, he thought that if the applicants were easy to talk to, he would spend more spirit stone treasures to buy this spot, but it turned out to be these two people.

It is more realistic to go back and wash and sleep.

But after finally catching this opportunity, Hu Yibai still didn't want to give up.

He stood there and turned his head to look at Jinbo, and suddenly found something tricky, "Brother, I think there are two to three people for each task written below, why did the two of them say that the number is full? It's okay to add one more." ah."

Speaking of this, Hu Yibai looked back and smiled, giving full play to the beauty advantage of the original owner: "Brother, you can add one more, I also want to go to Xuejing Town."

As long as the goal can be achieved, there is no integrity that cannot be lost.

Brother Tsing Yi looked at the delicate and beautiful woman in front of the brocade silk, his Adam's apple rolled up and down unconsciously, and it was a senior sister who couldn't stand it who couldn't bear to step on him hard, and this senior finally came back to his senses.

"Ah... this is the past few years when there were many disciples in Qian Lingzong. Because of the limited tasks, in order to prevent some disciples from having no tasks to do, each task was expanded to two or three people. Nowadays, the reform of the sect has advocated the reduction of the number of tasks. Recruiting the best and selecting the best, the disciples reduce the number of tasks and increase the number. In order to prevent some people from filling their numbers and enjoying the results without doing tasks, it is basically agreed that there are two people."

Hu Yibai was taken aback: "Then why don't you just write about the two of them?"

The senior brother said indifferently: "Oh, I forgot to change it. I will change it next time."

Hu Yibai smiled deeply: "But I saw it this time. There are such omissions in such an important announcement. If the head teacher finds out, the senior brother will probably be punished, right? I remember that the senior brother's head teacher seems to be the deputy suzerain."

"..."

Hu Yibai finally got his wish and wrote his name on the back of Xuejing Town. When he picked up the pen, because the space behind it was enough to write two names, and these two people almost filled the space, even if he wanted to write later, he had no room to use it. .

Simply with a swipe of the pen, he directly wrote 'Hu Yibai' between their names.

The pen is sharp and majestic, like a sharp sword falling from the sky, cutting off the two names.

Unexpectedly, just as he was about to put down the pen, he raised his head and met a close face.

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