Teacher's life is hard to violate

He has no ill feeling towards Cheng Ran, nor does he have a good opinion of him, but considering the other party's qualifications, he doesn't mind helping the younger generation.

Feng Shuyu was merciless in the match with Cheng Ran, and the last moment was almost as incredible as a miracle from heaven in the eyes of outsiders.

And the result is...

Cheng Ran lost!

Everyone's eyes widened in disbelief, the broken sword on the ground was split into two, the big brother who had always been the favorite of heaven lost, and the loss was without dignity.

A faint blue sword seemed to emit a proud sword sound, and it made a sound in Feng Shuyu's hand. Only those who watched the entire match could understand what happened to the sword.

Feng Shuyu brushed the blade of the sword with two fingers, and the raised gray hair was draped softly on his shoulders: "You and I have the same cultivation base, and the quality of the sword is even more comparable. Why do you think you will lose?"

why?

Cheng Ran was struck by lightning, his whole face was pale, yes, why, how could he lose, this is not normal at all.

Even if the opponent is a body of heavenly spirit, he is almost injured during this period of time, not to mention spending time to practice, how could he lose in this situation.

Or in just a few strokes!

Thinking of this, Cheng Ran felt as if he was being stabbed by needles all over his body, his heart ached, as if something was breaking from the depths of his soul, he just wanted to scream up to the sky and let the sound come out from the crack.

But years of upbringing made him just stand there in a daze, bearing everyone's gaze, which made him feel hot all over.

"Because you are weak."

One sentence made Cheng Ran numb from head to toe, his emotions like a volcanic eruption turned into a mouthful of blood, and his body fell to the ground in an instant.

"Cheng Ran!" The five elders jumped into the air and appeared in front of the people on the ground in an instant. Taiyi knelt down on one knee and quickly fed the only pill in his hand into Cheng Ran's mouth, his eyes were full of pity.

"Feng Shuyu, you've gone too far!" One of the elders couldn't bear it anymore, and yelled at the person who was still standing there calmly.

Tai Yi stopped the angry elder, and looked at Feng Shuyu complicatedly: "Victory or defeat is a common matter in military affairs, and Shu Yu didn't do anything excessive."

Cheng Ran grew up in the sect since he was a child, and he is talented and intelligent. He is the treasure of the entire sect. This kind of feeling cannot be replaced by a once stupid person.

Although Tai Yi feels distressed, Feng Shuyu is also a worrying child in his eyes, and he doesn't want to see anyone get hurt between the two.

Feng Shuyu seemed to see something, and shook his head a little funny: "I am much older than Cheng Ran."

Calculated according to his age, his body is more than 150 years old, plus the [-] years of his previous life, it is impossible for him to be younger than Tai Yi. This kind of experience of being treated as a child makes him a little strange.

Tai Yi was stunned for a moment, the other party's stupid appearance made him subconsciously treat the other party as a child, completely forgetting that the other party was already in the Four Elephant Sect when he came to this sect.

Feng Shuyu lowered his head, looked at the embarrassed Chengran, and said sarcastically: "Although I was a fool before, I have experienced more physical experience than you. Next time, I will still underestimate the enemy like this. I don't guarantee that you will be the next one." Not a corpse."

Cheng Ran stared at the sky numbly, staring at the sky numbly. Obviously, he couldn't listen to whoever was speaking at the moment.

Feng Shuyu sneered, this is the reason why the other party has not made progress, he has mentioned everything he can, and whether he can survive this catastrophe depends entirely on the other party's heart.

Whether it is a breakthrough or a derivation of inner demons is all in the opponent's mind.Feng Shuyu turned to leave, and kicked away the broken sword blocking her.

Boring pride.

If he hadn't given up such self-esteem back then, he would have died long ago.

If you lose once, it will be fine if you try again, until your body dies, your soul is broken, and there is no possibility of reincarnation.

The man's back is like frost that cannot be melted away, and there is a trace of coldness between his brows and eyes. There seems to be blood rolling under his hazy eyes, reflecting the dense bones of tens of thousands of monks in his previous life... Then he stepped forward step by step. Go up and stand at the top of the Demon Realm.

"Do you think Uncle Feng seems so difficult to approach since he woke up?"

I don't know who said this with a shiver, but the person next to him responded with some hesitation: "...Yeah, I feel that Master Feng's expression is so cold, and he doesn't talk much. He obviously didn't do anything, but it's just a feeling very scary."

"When I see Master Feng, I want to kneel."

"..."

Sensing the instant turn of other people's eyes, the person who spoke just now was a little puzzled and asked what's wrong?

Feng Shuyu didn't pay attention to the discussions behind him. The two games seemed to be easy for him, but the physical pain he suffered was unimaginable to outsiders.

Once he was reborn with the Feather Spirit Stone, the pain now is a drop in the bucket compared to then, but this does not mean that he can turn a blind eye to the pain.

Feng Shuyu took a deep breath, and his fingertips turned white. It seems that it is not so easy to repair the damaged body of the heavenly spirit. He has been exhausted after only two games. If it were not for the experience in his previous life, he It is estimated that there is no way to win in such a short period of time.

The pain now is not only the mourning of the damaged body of the heavenly spirit, but more importantly, he is about to break through again.

"Uncle Feng, here is your pass token."

An ordinary-dressed disciple in Tsing Yi carefully handed things over to the other party, not daring to look at the face of the person in front of him except for the first glance.

Feng Shuyu took the token, this is something he has often done recently.This token is the passport to Lingquan, which is the place with the most aura of the Four Elephant Sect, which means that outsiders are not allowed to enter this place at will, and even elders must be recorded in the register when entering this place.

The aura of Lingquan is not gathered naturally, but gathered by the head of the sect through formations. If many people enter the aura, it will be greatly consumed, so it can only be entered at the critical moment of impacting the class.

There are many flowers and plants near Lingquan, which are beautiful, but at the moment Feng Shuyu has no time to appreciate them, and regards the beautiful scenery as nothing.

Walking to the center of the Lingquan without looking sideways, Feng Shuyu began to take off his clothes. The water in the Lingquan is smooth, so there is no need to worry about other problems.

A large amount of spiritual energy surged in, Feng Shuyu laid his head comfortably, the dry cough in his throat was finally resolved, and only when his cultivation level improved could he feel at ease and enjoy it like a drink.

The exercises he had seen in his previous life flashed before his eyes one by one. He was not very smart. He memorized these exercises day and night, and now they are firmly rooted in his heart like the roots of a tree.

In a short while, all the cultivation techniques suitable for the cultivation of the Heavenly Spirit Body flashed out. The Heavenly Spirit Body is a rare system, and the cultivation methods are pitifully rare. Feng Shuyu closed his eyes and meditated after looking through it a few times in his heart.

For a whole day and night, the figure of the person in the spring remained motionless. His gray hair was like an old man with dead wood, but the white and firm skin and smooth muscle lines under the gray hair were hazy in the water, and the calm water gradually became turbulent.

With the explosion of power, the surrounding water rose up like a burst, Feng Shuyu's eyelashes trembled slightly, and he opened his eyes in an instant, the pleasure of breakthrough was hidden under the cold gray eyes, which was more exciting to him than lust. addicted.

His thin lips curled up slightly, revealing the first comfortable smile since his rebirth. Only strength can make him feel at ease.

This time it was a surprise to be able to advance to the third level in a row. The original owner himself was a golden core, and he had regressed to this point because of You Tan. Now with a little practice, he can directly pass the golden core and go straight to the Yuanying.

As far as he knew, in Xiazhou, there were no more than five people who had reached the level of Nascent Soul.

"...Now, I can put aside my practice for the time being and teach the newly recruited disciples." Feng Shuyu muttered to himself, seemingly interested.

In the yard not far away, the unconscious Mu Wei seemed to have sensed something, his small body was covered in cold sweat, and the bedding was wet.

The author has something to say: I don’t know if there will be a vision of heaven and earth in breaking through the Nascent Soul in other settings, but here is because of the need of the plot, it will not be there for the time being, and it will be more spectacular when the setting is just crossing the catastrophe haha!