Master tutoring class

Shi Mingda didn't shout any more, but said earnestly, "Masters, don't dress up too ugly, otherwise you may attract cultivators with distorted aesthetics."

An Heyi immediately thought of his ghost mask.

Just weird.

It's not so ugly that it can distort the mind of the cultivator.

The cultivators in the front row of the lobby chattered non-stop when they heard the words, while Wen Jing sat behind and knocked on the table with his hands. An Heyi sensed his impatience from his faint coercion, and turned around and passed a pot Tea.

The tea is still warm,

The beauty behind her had a smile on her lips, "I don't know how effective Taoist Tan Yu's visit is?"

"Not bad", An Heyi nodded, and Wen Jing inexplicably read satisfaction from his almost unchanged expression.

Can't help chuckling, "Then Taoist Tan Yu seems to be very satisfied with his apprentice?"

Seeing that An Heyi's forehead lightened, the broken hair on the sideburns swayed, and his eyes were tinged with teasing, "It would be great if I also have an apprentice like Daoist Tan Yu, so I won't be chased and killed by my apprentice now."

The three cultivators in the front row expressed their sympathy when they heard the words. An Heyi saw that Wen Jing seemed to be quite distressed, and said in a gentle voice, "If fellow Taoists treat the disciples a little better, maybe it doesn't have to be like this."

Wen Jing shook his head and sighed, "Hey, all the disciples who are kind to the disciples in the sect have been kidnapped. Xiaodao thought about it carefully. If he was kidnapped, it would be better for Xiaodao to be chased and killed by the apprentices."

The veins on An Heyi's forehead twitched and fell silent.

Zhuo Sheng raised his head and saw that Mingda was not paying attention here, so he poked his head over from the side, "Then what if a hundred apprentices chased him down?"

Wen Jing heard the words and replied faintly, "Shouldn't I ask fellow daoists? When Xiaodao first came, I heard that fellow daoists wanted to challenge and experience what it's like to be hunted down by a hundred disciples."

"..." Zhuo Sheng shrank his head back again.

Seeing this, Wen Jing chuckled lightly.

Shi Mingda turned around and the masters finally calmed down. He returned to the podium and heaved a sigh of relief. He shook the small clock in his hand, and a deafening bell sounded in the room, and the classroom fell silent.

"Masters, although this method is not easy to grasp the scale, but then I will explain the next method to everyone."

As soon as these words came out, An Heyi heard a hoarse "Huh?" from behind, and a rustling voice rang out.

An Heyi's eyes rested on the teacup in the middle of the table, thinking to himself, Master Budu was really distressed by his apprentice.

"Our second rule is to ask the masters to be down-to-earth, but now is an extraordinary time, and the masters must establish their own prestige. That is to say, keep aloof, and the aloofness must be moderate. How can we achieve the appropriate aloofness?" , from now on, each master can only issue 'one-word' instructions to his apprentices. The old man calls him a single-sound action."

"If you have no expression on your face and stop every word, you are cold."

The theory sounds plausible, but the approach seems odd.

The two masters next to An Heyi supported their heads and thought about it. They seemed quite satisfied and didn't think there was any problem.

He turned his head to look at Wen Jing again, and the cultivator opposite him seemed to be smiling but not a smile, so beautiful that he made An Heyi forget the question, and turned back in a daze.

"In order to supervise the efforts of the masters to complete the task, I will issue a supervision bracelet to everyone. Every time a character is exceeded, a middle-grade spirit stone fee will be charged, so as to serve as a warning to the masters."

When Mingda waved his sleeves, there was a green bracelet in front of An Heyi's desk, with clusters of herbs engraved on the side, and a line of small characters engraved on the inside: special treatment for difficult and miscellaneous diseases.

"..."

An Heyi's back was poked, and when he looked back, the cultivator behind him shook his fan and chuckled, "You Yuanshengzong have a lot of money-making ideas."

Zhuo Sheng on the side also had complicated eyes.

An Heyi said shyly, "Extreme times, extraordinary means."

After all, the income from accepting apprentices this year has decreased a lot.

One middle-grade spirit stone is not much for masters. The conversion ratio of spirit stones in the cultivation world is that one high-grade spirit stone equals one thousand middle-grade spirit stones and one million low-grade spirit stones.As for the masters with many magic weapons, there is no poverty at all. Even if the sect does not pay salaries, all the masters will not be unable to survive.

Therefore, even if the masters are well aware of this method of making money, they are willing to accept it.

The bell for the end of get out of class finally rang, and there was a gust of wind behind An Heyi, and when he looked back, Wen Jing had already disappeared.

Yu Wenxing finally breathed a sigh of relief, "Speaking of which, Master is the first one to leave every class without passing through."

An Heyi was stunned for a moment, with complicated eyes, "Probably busy fighting."

Zhuo Sheng laughed loudly, "Maybe I can escape from a hundred apprentices."

In front of the gate of Yunwailou, all the masters competed to sacrifice magic tools or spiritual pets, and as they flew past, they drew beautiful tracks in the sky.The sky above Yuanshengzong was shining brightly. When An Heyi was flying with his sword, the disciples below gathered together and looked up with great interest.

Seeing the disciples of the Yuansheng Sect gathered together, the surrounding masters turned into ugly faces, and flew towards the gate of the sect at a faster speed.It was only after this that An Heyi came to his senses, and put on the ghost mask in silence.

After the equipment was complete, he looked left and right again, and saw a pair of mutilated and hideous faces around him. For a moment, An Heyi suspected that he was participating in the ceremony of the Night Walk of the Hundred Ghosts.

Yu Jian was flying extremely fast, not long after, An Heyi returned to the room, raised his hand, and released a huge full-body water mirror.

An Heyi wore a mask and looked around, but still couldn't tell if it was ugly or not.

"dong dong"

"Master? Are you back?" The apprentice's voice came from outside the door.

"Enter"

Wen Xiuyuan entered the room with a bunch of albums and masks.

"This..." An Heyi was suspicious, and opened his mouth to ask carefully, but he had to shut up due to the restraint of speech.

Fortunately, Wen Xiuyuan has a good understanding ability, and explained, "The disciples in the sect collected them for the master. The disciples heard that the master likes ugly cultivation, so they specially collected the album and masks and presented them to the master."

An Heyi: "..."

With anticipation in his eyes, Wen Xiuyuan piled up the things he was carrying on the table in front of An Heyi. The top painting slowly unfolded, showing a man with a crooked jaw, squinting eyes and no eyebrows.

An Heyi shook his hands, and the tea in the teacup slanted out and splashed on the album.

"Oh, as long as the master likes it, don't be so excited, my disciple will wipe it off for you." Wen Xiuyuan raised his sleeve and gently wiped the water droplets on the painting.

An Heyi raised his hand tremblingly, the corners of his eyes were flushed with extreme anger, and pointed his slender fingers to the door. He gritted his teeth and spat out a single word, "Get lost".

Wen Xiuyuan put away his smile, turned around and walked to the door with small steps, turned his head to look at An Heyi again, and then gently closed the door.

"Rebel."

Gritting two words came from inside the door.

Wen Xiuyuan returned to the bedroom from the teleportation array, tilted his body, and fell on the bed, his chest trembling violently.

The author says:

Master: My apprentice is obedient, don't cause trouble for me.

Shi Mingda: Really?

Hua Xiangran: Junior brother! ! !I've heard people go around saying that you have a wonderful aesthetic! ! !

Master: ...? ? ?

Apprentice: Hee hee.