Seriously, cultivate a fairy

Chapter 35 Sexy Immortal, Audiobook Online

"Fengxuanquan, fulfill the condition: drink the northwest wind for a day."

What does it mean to drink the northwest wind for a day?
Bao Zhengzheng was very puzzled.

Is it to let yourself really drink the northwest wind for a day?

Literally understood, drinking northwest wind means a state advocated by Taoism, that is, one can survive only by breathing air without eating human fireworks, and also refers to living on an empty stomach without food. People have not eaten and are hungry.

But what does this mean?

Do you really let yourself drink the northwest wind, or just let yourself be hungry for a day without eating or drinking.

It's really frustrating.

This task caused Bao Zheng to have a headache.

Now he has no interest in clicking on moves with other attributes, and he doesn't need to look to know that it must be the same deceptive condition.

The brain hurts, the brain hurts, how can it hurt like this.

I must be annoyed by this matter, what does it mean to drink northwest wind for a day?

My head hurts, my head hurts, why don't I ask Shuhu after class, what if I can get something from him?
At this moment, something hit him on the head, and he screamed out in pain.

After a whirl, he opened his eyes with difficulty, and what he saw was the left hand of the immortal master who was glaring at him.

Oops, got caught.

Bao Zhengzheng was startled, he knew that the left-handed instructor must have caught him distracted in class, and before he could explain and apologize, he was hit hard on the head by the teaching ruler in the opponent's hand.

Immediately, Bao Zhengzheng saw stars in his eyes and was dizzy for a while.

"You're really good at it. I stood here and knocked you six times before I woke you up. You're such a weakling in magic, but you dare to desert me in my class!"

The left-handed instructor was really angry, and a terrifying coercion suddenly emanated from him, immediately covering Bao Zhengzheng's entire body.

Unable to help trembling all over, Bao Zhengzheng was so frightened that he shrank into a ball, trembling: "No, no, I didn't desert."

The left-handed tutor is obviously in a bad mood today, which wicked ghost did it.

Bao Zhengjing often deserts and distracts in class, but his left-handed tutors are usually lenient, and they don't hold on to the pigtails like today.

"If you still dare to refute, then you should tell all the students loudly and emotionally what I just said in class!"

Oh shit, it's over!
How do I know what you said in class just now.

Bao Zhengzheng really wants to cry but has no tears.

Although he could roughly guess it, it was nothing more than some magical teaching knowledge points that were difficult for him to understand.

Even if he listened carefully, he might not be able to answer at this moment.

However, facing the aggression of the left-hand mentor in front of him, Bao Zhengzheng had to use his little wit.

"Teacher, you just said."

"What did you say, say it out loud!"

"You said. You are the tail of the fairy art crane, how dare you desert me when you are in my class!"

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Bao Zhengzheng's imitation was lifelike, penetrating and realistic. His superb performance immediately won applause from the whole class, and some of them couldn't help but laugh out loud.

The corner of the left tutor's eyes twitched, he took out a dagger out of nowhere, and said coldly, "Are you playing with me?"

He felt that he had been insulted, and the stubborn man in front of him was challenging the dignity of his mentor who had been in the industry for 170 years!

"No, no, instructor, please give me a chance to reorganize the language."

Bao Zhengzheng didn't expect that the left-handed mentor didn't have a sense of humor at all, and couldn't even make a small joke.

This kind of rhetoric can't solve the problem, and he really can't tell what the left-hand tutor said in class. Just at the critical moment, Bao Zhengjing noticed that the monitor sitting in front raised his hand and pointed at the blackboard.

Looking along the past, Bao Zhengjing saw the five eye-catching characters on the blackboard that read "Freshman Welcome Activities".

Could it be that this is what the left-handed instructor said just now?

Shouldn't be that simple.

Sure enough, almost at the moment when he discovered the contents of the blackboard, Zhan Xiaojiao, who was sitting in the third row in front, saw a wisp of green smoke floating from her finger, and then it turned into the five words 'Teacher Blowing' Water History'.

When the two were combined, Bao Zhengjing had a flash of inspiration, and the Lingtai was instantly clear.

"...Teacher, what you said in class before was about your heroic deeds in the orientation activities that year."

As soon as this remark came out, the left-hand instructor looked surprised.

Xindao: This stubborn person can... unexpectedly, be able to answer it.

Bao Zhengzheng knew from the change in facial expression of his left-hand instructor that he was right this time.

In fact, it didn't all depend on Meng, he also came to this conclusion through careful deliberation.

Having received nine years of compulsory education, he has long been used to the fact that 46 minutes of the 40 minutes in a class are the teacher's self-praise.

In fact, this class sounds very interesting.

I believe that no matter who you are, you will meet the kind of teacher who tells a short story halfway through the class, and sometimes can take the subject astray, from the sky to the earth, from ancient times to the present, anyway, it’s all kinds of nonsense.

I just didn’t expect that the left-hand mentor is also such a person (cross out) and such an immortal.

"Okay then, just repeat what I said word for word."

"This...that's good, let me tell you one by one..."

Bao Zhengzheng improvised on the spot.

I copied a Xiaobai Xiuxian novel I once wrote, and replaced the protagonist in it with a left-handed mentor, and then started talking about entering a certain immortal sect and being looked down upon by the geniuses in it. In the end, the left-hand instructor was mighty and unyielding, and after saying "30 years in Hedong and 30 years in Hexi, don't bully the young and poor", he went out for a penance.

As soon as these words came out, the left-hand mentor's blood boiled immediately.Although he didn't say this sentence at the time, but now he felt that this sentence was very suitable for his situation at that time.

Just watching Bao Zhengjing silently, listening to the other party continue to talk about his strange past.

The plot adopts the first suppression and then the promotion, first abuse the master, and then make it cool. Bao Zhengzheng introduced the plot of the left-handed mentor’s penance in a few words, and directly cut into the cool point, telling the story of the left-handed mentor’s strong return after hard work, and showing off his skills in the welcome activities. , stepping down one by one those cultivation geniuses who mocked him back then.

Afterwards, one after another, the little white text routines, combined with Bao Zhengzheng's wonderful speech, not only the left-handed tutor, but also the students in Class [-] of Tianji completely forgot that they were in the fairy art class, and all of them were immersed in listening to the fairy tales. .

This bag kept talking, kept talking, and the left-handed instructor kept listening, and kept listening. At the end of hearing, he even wondered if he had amnesia, otherwise why didn't he remember that he had done so many passionate and awesome things? Here comes the coaxing thing
Finally, when the bell rang for the end of get out of class, Bao Zhengzheng realized that he had been talking nonsense for the whole class.

He looked at the contented expression of the left-hand mentor in front of him, and knew that today's test was counted as having passed.

"It's almost like this. Teacher, do you have anything to add?"

The tutor on the left hand was still thinking about it, and nodded in satisfaction when he heard the words, and his eyes on Bao Zhengzheng changed a lot, and he said again and again: "Although what you said is a little bit off, it's not a big problem. , and you know your instructor so well, this time it is your instructor who blamed you."

"Okay, this class is over happily."

In an instant, the students in this classroom booed again and again, and many of them wanted to continue listening to Bao Zhengzheng's nonsense.

After all, they had never encountered such a hot-blooded Xiaobaiwen before.

(End of this chapter)