Transmigrating to the world of self-cultivation to test teaching qualifications

His actions made it impossible to guard against, his eyes widened, and he looked at the enlarged version of the opponent's face, the tip of his nose was only a little off, and he almost touched it.

His lips were trembling, "You..."

"Close your eyes and meditate."

Jiang Feng closed his eyes reflexively.

After closing his eyes, the breath on the opponent's body seemed to be getting stronger.

At this time, a piercing cold mixed with scorching hot air was transmitted from the opponent's lower abdomen to his lower abdomen.

Cold can freeze his body, and heat can melt his body.

The two qis competed with each other, intertwined and intertwined with each other, and finally reached a balance, gradually becoming docile, and docilely quieted down in Jiang Feng's lower abdomen.

When Jiang Feng's body got used to this sense of balance, suddenly, the coldness withdrew, leaving only the heat in his lower abdomen to warm his body.

After that, it was separation, and the other party left him.

Jiang Feng was immersed in this state, and didn't open his eyes until his body was transformed.

"I……"

He could clearly feel that he had strength.

That kind of fantasy, magic, and comprehension.

Cen Guiyan's complexion didn't look very good, his paleness was worse than when he was bleeding.

"Are you OK?"

"No problem. I was born with two spiritual roots, and now I transfer the fire root to you, and you will be able to cultivate in the future."

Jiang Feng's eyes were a little sour, so that's what he meant by begging him.

He was a little awkward: "Why did you do this?"

Cen Guiyan didn't answer.

Jiang Feng said again: "You did this voluntarily, I didn't force you."

"Forget it, when I owe you a favor, as long as you don't break the law or commit any crime, I will help you."

Cen Guiyan spoke, "Replacing Lu Qiyu, becoming the second person besides me in the Cultivation Academy, can it be done?"

Jiang Feng touched his lower abdomen, wondering, "Aren't you Taoist companions? You let me replace him?"

Cen Guiyan's expression turned ugly, Jiang Feng had never seen him like this before.

Ugly like swallowing a fly.

"he."

"Daoist?"

"The enemy is."

"I know why I have been in this cage, because he has imprisoned me for 300 years."

Jiang Feng was shocked, "You are imprisoned, it's not a special hobby."

Cen Guiyan twitched the corners of his mouth and said with a smile: "Indeed, that guy's hobbies are quite special."

☆、Student 007 is broken

Seeing that Jiang Feng was silent, Cen Guiyan said again: "An ordinary cage can't hold me, do you know what this is?"

He touched the iron cage with both hands.

"The rock iron from the deep sea has been forged for a hundred years, and it is cultivated with its own self-cultivation spirit. Take it out, it is a treasure."

"If I go out in the future, I will see you off."

Jiang Feng was a little moved, but he also knew that the premise of the benefit was that the other party had to go out, and he hadn't been able to go out for 300 years. It was a bit unreliable to rely on him.

Cen Guiyan said: "You are a good seedling."

Jiang Feng calmed down his beating heart. Just now the other party said he was useless.

"Do you know why I came to you? If you don't have the ability to compete with Lu Qiyu, even if that person is the best in the fairy sect, kneeling in front of me, I will not teach him."

Jiang Feng felt that the other party was fooling him.

It's the kind who holds a lot of advertising leaflets in his hand and stares at him to cheat.

"The position of the dean of the alchemy academy of the Cultivation Academy will be yours in the future, okay?"

"not good."

Jiang Feng couldn't bear to watch the other party speak calmly and enthusiastically, pretending, at least pretending to be a little bit.

Cen Guiyan stopped fooling around and asked, "Why?"

"Ming people don't talk dark words. You want me to help you deal with Lu Qiyu. Don't say whether I agree or not. Did you choose me because you have seen me alone in 300 years?"

"Ah."

"Is it because you only see me alone, otherwise, even if I am a leader outside, you won't teach me if I kneel in front of you?"

Cen Guiyan glanced at him meaningfully.

"First hit me with a stick, and then give me a piece of candy. You fooled me into helping you deal with Lu Qiyu, but you didn't expect that I was just a mortal, so you gave me your spiritual root to let me be grateful and loyal to you, but to you ?”

Cen Guiyan narrowed his eyes slightly, and said: "It is said that mortals are the easiest to deceive, especially you."

Did the script tell you that it's no wonder that you can deceive people if you cheat like this.

There is no feeling of time passing in the White Light Cave, no matter what time, the sun outside the window is always at that height and at that size.

Cen Guiyan leaned against the cage and listened to Jiang Feng's words.

If you press the mute button, it will be a beautiful scene at this moment, but if you turn it on——

"You're right, so what."

"If you don't agree, I will kill you."

Jiang Feng lowered his head, looked at his lower abdomen, and muttered silently, pouring water out of the spiritual roots that had gone out.

He raised his head with backbone, "I didn't say no."

"However, if I do things for you, I must be paid. In this way, I learn a book, and you teach me to accept ten students."

"Sounds good." Cen Guiyan smiled, "But think about it carefully, it seems that you have taken all the benefits, spiritual roots, books, and students."

"you also have."

Cen Guiyan looked at him, it was self-evident in his eyes, what.

Jiang Feng put on the most enthusiastic smile and pointed to himself, "Me."

Jiang Feng didn't know how he was kicked out by Cen Guiyan. In short, before he was kicked out, he seemed to see the disgusted eyes of the other party.

However, this time, he finally didn't feel any pain from being kicked!

That night, Jiang Feng had a good night's sleep, and the next morning, he happily went out to recruit students.

When Qin Shan saw Jiang Feng, he waved immediately.

"Jiang Daoyou, did you sleep well last night?"

"good."

Qin Shan's eyes were a little dark, he yawned, his eyes were still confused, "I don't know who it was last night, it made a loud noise in the middle of the night, and it woke me up."

Jiang Feng shrank his head, "Fellow Daoist Qin, can you hear who it is?"

Qin Shan said depressedly: "No, the sound was only for a moment. After I woke up, there was no movement."

Jiang Feng breathed a sigh of relief, "It will definitely not happen next time."

In response to every incident of being kicked, Jiang Feng decided to sleep directly on the floor with his quilt. Anyway, it is cool to lay on the floor in summer.

"How does Fellow Daoist Jiang know..."

"Yo! Look, who is this? I haven't recruited a single student for [-] days, but Jiang Daoyou has a thick skin, and he still has the leisure to chat with people." This is the daily ridicule from the mustache.

Jiang Feng ignored him, set up his stall for recruiting students, then turned to Qin Shan and said, "Qin Shan, please take care of it for me, I'm going to visit the village."

Qin Shan said: "You have to go to the village to recruit people. There are not many people with spiritual roots there, and even if they do, they are all low-level qualifications. It's better to go to the academy on this road and fail to retreat to the next-best disciples of the immortal sect."

"The people of Xianmen have high vision. If I wait any longer, there will probably be no one."

"Forget it." Qin Shan thought for a while, and felt that Jiang Feng was right.

He planned to go with Jiang Feng.

Jiang Feng was so happy that he simply closed the stall, and the two went to a nearby village.

The Cultivation Academy was built in the center of the entire continent, above various fairy palaces.There are several villages nearby, but they are the residences of ordinary mortals.

Asgards generally dare not build around the academy.

When Jiang Feng arrived there, he felt as if he had suddenly switched from a fantasy theater to a regular costume theater.

Before last night, he was also a mortal.

Not anymore.

It was also the first time Qin Shan saw this kind of mortal village, and he was very excited, "Jiang Daoyou, the major fairy palaces often recruit some mortal disciples, and most of the children in the villages have been tested for their spiritual roots. When the time comes, we will go directly to the village. Just a long question."

Thinking of himself, Jiang Feng felt a little emotional. He asked, "People without spiritual roots can't learn cultivation skills, but those without spiritual roots should be able to take the teaching qualification test. Why don't you recruit people without spiritual roots?"

Qin Shan showed a strange expression, and said: "Although the world of comprehension respects the 'teacher' nowadays, the world of comprehension is the world of comprehension, and those without spiritual roots are mortals. It's for cultivation, otherwise the existence of 'teacher' wouldn't be so revered."

To put it bluntly, it is the class gap.

To put it bluntly, mortals are not qualified at all.

On the way, several children played together, and some children sat quietly under the tree.

Still and moving, it looked a little weird.

Jiang Feng and Qin Shan went to the village chief's house and looked through the manual recording the spirit root.In the entire village, there were only five children with spiritual roots, and three were taken away by the fairy palace.

The remaining two are either because of low spiritual roots, or because the children themselves have problems.

Coincidentally, among the group of children they met on the road, there were those two children.

Jiang Feng pointed to the children under the tree and asked the village chief, "Among them?"

The village head replied: "The two immortal elders are exactly those two."

Looking along his hands, he saw two handsome boys. If one of them had a low spiritual root, he would not be able to tell if the other had a problem of his own.

"Elder Immortal, please take a look."

The village chief called out to the two children, one jumped happily over, while the other limped towards them.

It turned out to be lame.

There was a trace of pity in Jiang Feng's eyes, "What's your name?"

"My name is Tiger."

The lively one said first, with a very thin limp voice, "My name is Bean Sprout."

Jiang Feng was taken aback, "Where's your name?"

The village head said: "The fairy head doesn't know. The parents here take the name when the child reaches the crown. Both of them died when they were young. The tiger's son is older, and he never got the name."

Seeing Jiang Feng's intention to soften his heart, Qin Shan tugged at his clothes, leaned into his ear and said, "Young Daoist Jiang wants to accept these two people. The Cultivation Academy doesn't support idlers. Students have to pay tuition. They are young and have nothing to do." Parents, how can I afford it. Besides, this qualification, not because I talk too much, may not be able to become a weapon."

Jiang Feng knew that Qin Shan was right.

What is the most basic moral cultivation to be a teacher.

It is to love students and treat students equally.

Jiang Feng never thought that he was great, and he didn't even think about volunteering to teach after getting the teacher's certificate, but he wanted to accept these two people only because of the light in their eyes.

The kind of light that wants to learn.

He knelt down and asked, "Are you willing to learn from me? I am an intern teacher who teaches real Dharma lecturers. Even if you follow me to learn, you may not be able to cultivate to a high level and become a great talent in the future."

Huzi said loudly: "Yes!"

Bean Sprout said softly: "Yes, I am willing to learn."

Jiang Feng smiled and touched the heads of the two of them. When Qin Shan hesitated to speak, he said to the village chief: "The two of them will follow me into the Cultivation Academy. The tuition fee..."

Jiang Feng's words were interrupted by the village head, "Think about the fairy head, don't worry about the fairy head, even though they have no parents, the village can afford the three-year tuition fees for the two of them."

"Three years?"

Qin Shan said: "Our intern teachers generally accept students for three years. If you are still in the Xiuzhen Academy after three years, you can continue to teach them. If you are not, they will be accepted by other teachers if they have good qualifications. If not... ..."

Jiang Feng understood the rest of the meaning.

Three years is enough. It takes three years to change a junior high school student in high school, and it takes three years to change a high school student in a junior college.

But in the past three years, Jiang Feng was inexplicably suspicious.

The various systems and regulations of the Cultivation Academy also made him suspicious.

Is there anyone here who came from the earth like him?

Jiang Feng carried a child in his left hand and a child in his right hand, and returned with a full load, while Qin Shan behind him sighed again and again.

"Fellow Daoist Qin, be happy."

"I can't be happy, Jiang Daoyou, you don't plan to stay in the Cultivation Academy for a long time?"

Jiang Feng took the two children to the student's exclusive residence and settled them down.

Then he patted Qin Shan on the shoulder and said: "Thirty people, not all the students I accept may be like this, don't worry about it."

Qin Shan stared at Jiang Feng's face, but didn't dare to say, he was afraid that with the kindness of the other party, he would end up accepting this kind of thing.

Jiang Feng was rather happy.

He finally accepted two students, what a mess!

According to this trend, he went to the surrounding villages every day to take in two students, and within fifteen days, he had enough students.

That night, Jiang Feng was summoned by Cen Guiyan again.

"I heard that you took in two students, one with a low spiritual root, and the other..." Cen Guiyan glanced at him, "Lame."

Jiang Feng ignored the "contempt" in his eyes, "At least there are students!"

Cen Guiyan smiled, "That's right, at least there are students."

Cen Guiyan didn't have any blood today, Jiang Feng just felt refreshed, seeing the other party's face made him feel a little better.

Staring at Jiang Feng's smile, Cen Guiyan said, "You are more courageous. I remember when you first met me, you looked respectful."

Jiang Feng said, "I'm also very respectful now."

"Oh." Cen Guiyan sucked him to the side of the cage, "Show me the respectful one."

Jiang Feng's neck was red, and he was in no good mood.

The smile broke up, and the brows were frowned together, which had a sense of the beginning.

Cen Guiyan watched happily, "Be obedient, this is for you."

A bracelet-like thing was sent to Jiang Feng's hand. It looked simple and had no patterns.

Jiang Feng couldn't help being vigilant, "This, what?"

Cen Guiyan tilted his head, thought for a while, "A token of love?"

Jiang Feng's eyes widened.

"Put this on, and I can call you anytime in the future, without having to modify the score. If you change too many times, it's easy to be discovered."

"happy?"

Jiang Feng stared at the bracelet with a frustrated face, happy, really happy...

He will no longer be a free man.

☆、008 Enrollment buy one get one free

Cen Guiyan said: "Just be happy, let's continue with the class now. Since you already have a spiritual root, you can learn these."

With a familiar wave, a pile of familiar books appeared.

Jiang Feng put the bracelet under his buttocks, ready to exorcise evil spirits.

Hearing what Cen Guiyan said, he immediately took out the bracelet and put it on, flattering him: "The newly grafted spiritual root is a bit repulsive, let it grow for a few more days."

"Oh." Cen Guiyan smiled, "Give me back the fat?"

Jiang Feng gave a polite smile, is it so difficult to make a joke while chatting.

There was a moment of silence in the examination room, and then the class began.

Jiang Feng is not a teacher major, but he has watched a lot of formal videos for the purpose of teaching qualifications. Compared with the videos, he feels that the only saving grace of the person in front of him is that the lectures are not boring.

I used to yawn in class, but now my head hurts in class.

It sounds interesting to him, but the actual operation is too difficult.

Cen Guiyan just stretched out his fingers, rubbed his thumb and index finger lightly, and a cluster of snowy icicles emerged from the center of the fingertips.As for him, his fingers were red from rubbing, but he couldn't see any sparks.

"continue."

Under the pressure, Jiang Feng rubbed his fingers and cramped.

Cen Guiyan couldn't bear to look down, and said: "Forget it, you read this passage once, think for yourself, and I will ask questions later."

Jiang Feng took the book and read that paragraph silently - on the importance of a lecturer in the Dharma book of cultivation...

"Read it aloud!"

Jiang Feng's hand holding the book trembled and almost bit his tongue. It's not that he didn't read it, but he didn't know that he had said the word silently.

"On! Cultivation! French! Lecturer! The importance..."

Jiang Feng held his breath in his chest, and his voice was loud, comparable to two tweeters playing in three-dimensional surround in the room.After reading the last word, he looked up at Cen Guiyan.

"There's no water here."

Cen Guiyan replied to him, and then pointed to a paragraph, "Continue to read."

This time, Jiang Feng didn't dare to be so loud again.

His courage was ruined in the absence of water.

Cen Guiyan didn't stop Jiang Feng until he read five paragraphs. He asked, "What did you read?"

"There is no distinction between high and low subjects, and every subject should be treated with care."

"very good."

Cen Guiyan took back the book and changed it for Jiang Feng, "Since you understand it so thoroughly, I think you will study hard. Remember what you just said, every subject should be treated with care."

Jiang Feng wiped his face. Since he came here, the number of times he wiped his face has doubled.

He said cautiously: "In case..."

"Hehe." Cen Guiyan squinted at him, "Men, keep your word."

The sunshine outside the examination room was just right, but the inside of the examination room seemed to be covered in a layer of gray fog.

However, the only one that broke through the gray fog and shone golden light was the iron cage. As for the person inside the iron cage, his whole body was glowing white.

The next day, Jiang Feng got up late, and his upper and lower eyelids refused to be separated after a night of water-injection teaching. Even though he wanted to separate them in his mind, it didn't work.

Qin Shan couldn't wait for Jiang Feng, so he entered his half of the room.

Although they lived in the same room, one was in the east and the other was in the west, and there was a hall between them, so they were actually two rooms.

Qin Shan was surprised to see Jiang Feng sleeping on the ground, "Jiang Daoyou, are you...falling off the bed?"

"No." Under Qin Shan's gaze, Jiang Feng finally got up, "Lying on the ground and sleeping is good for the development of the bones."

Qin Shan moved, "Really, then I will also learn from Jiang Daoyou tonight. But, is Jiang Daoyou going to recruit students today? I got up late, and someone must have taken that seat."

Jiang Feng rubbed his eyes and yawned, "It's okay, I'll continue to go to the village today."

Qin Shan was confused, he didn't really want to go to the village.

Jiang Feng saw Qin Shan's hesitation and said, "I'll go alone. You can recruit students at that stall, but I can't."

Although there are many villages at the foot of the mountain, there are few villages with spiritual roots.Jiang Feng visited ten villages, but was unable to recruit more suitable students with spiritual roots like yesterday.

Back and forth, the whole morning passed.

On the way, Jiang Feng was so tired that he found a big tree to rest against.

At this time, an old man with gray hair supported a slightly younger man and sat beside Jiang Feng.I only heard the old man say to the man: "Master, the Cultivation Academy is ahead, if the young master can enter the Cultivation Academy, there is a possibility of recovery."

Jiang Feng didn't hear what the man said.

But he swept away the exhaustion just now and gathered his mind.

The old man said again: "Master, if you persevere, you will be saved, you will..."

The more Jiang Feng heard it, the more he felt that this was a good opportunity to recruit students.

He turned to look at the two of them, "Excuse me, are you going to study at the Cultivation Academy?"

The man didn't speak, and the old man looked at Jiang Feng warily.

Jiang Feng thought he had a kind expression on his face, and said with a smile, "Don't worry, you two. I'm an intern teacher at the Cultivation Academy. I just heard that you two talked about the academy, so I took the liberty to ask."

Hearing that Jiang Feng was a teacher, the two immediately became more respectful.

The old man said: "I don't know if it's the teacher of the Cultivation Academy, I'm sorry."

Jiang Feng waved his hand, "It's okay, the two of you are worried about not being able to enroll? This fellow Taoist..."

The man picked up Jiang Feng's words, "Fellow Daoists dare not say it, but I am just the son of a small merchant in Mingzhou. Because of my health, I came to the Cultivation Academy to study."

"Oh." Jiang Feng said, "Then do you know the rules of the Cultivation Academy for recruiting students? It would be fine if we trainee teachers, most of the students accepted by the real 'teachers' are the best of the immortal sect."

The man smiled wryly, "Of course I know, but I have to give it a try."

Jiang Feng coughed, lowered his voice, and said, "It's not impossible. What you want to enter is the Cultivation Academy. Whether it's a real 'teacher' or an intern teacher, as long as you can teach you, your goal will be achieved."

The man was silent for a moment, and said, "The trainee teacher may not be accepted."

"Yes!" Jiang Feng almost went up to shake the opponent's hand, patted his chest and told the opponent that as long as he could come, he would teach him for free.But I also know that it is not possible for free.

So, he said: "Look at me, I'm a good-hearted person, if you meet someone else, you may not be able to enter the academy."

The man was overjoyed, "Really?"

Jiang Feng felt relieved, he was about to die.

"really."

The man immediately bowed his hands and saluted, "Teacher."

"Hey." Jiang Feng replied, "What's your name?"

The man said, "Student Zhou Mian."

Jiang Feng nodded, "Then you went to college to cure your illness, can you tell me what illness you have?"

Zhou Mian glanced at Jiang Feng, with a look of loneliness in his eyes, "If the teacher knows about my illness, will he not accept me?"

"will not."

How can a good teacher dislike a student who is just sick.

Zhou Mian smiled, a very sunny boy's smile, with small canine teeth showing on both sides of his mouth.

He said, "My spiritual roots are broken."

Jiang Feng subconsciously trembled when he stood firm.

Lingen, broken? !

He wiped his face, and his smiling face suddenly became bitter.

A good teacher must choose a student with spiritual roots!

Zhou Mian stepped forward, "Teacher..."

Jiang Feng couldn't bear to look at him, "It's okay, it's okay, isn't it just that the spiritual root is broken? The teacher also told you one thing. In fact, the teacher is teaching the lecturer of the cultivation method. Are you still willing to follow the teacher?"

Zhou Mian nodded, his dark eyes glowing.

"willing!"

Jiang Feng took Zhou Mian back to the academy, but the old man didn't follow.

According to Zhou Mian, the task of the old man is to escort him to the college. Now that the task has been completed, he will naturally leave.

The students recruited by the intern teacher have their own corresponding areas, and Zhou Mian's room is next door to Huzi's and Bean Sprout's.The two children were very happy to see Zhou Mian.

After getting rid of everyone's shortcomings, Jiang Feng felt that the scene was very warm.

Huzi asked, "Teacher Jiang, when can we start studying?"

Jiang Feng replied: "Wait a minute, there must be ten people in the class, and the teacher will accept the three of you in two days, and the class will start within ten days."

"Teacher." Zhou Mian said, "I don't know if the teacher is willing to accept another student. He is my good friend, named Feng Qing."

Jiang Feng's face was tangled.

A good teacher should not care about the IQ and background of the students, but this is not the earth, and he is not an ordinary teacher.

Seeing Jiang Feng's entanglement, Zhou Mian smiled, "Teacher, don't worry, his spiritual roots are fine, and he is a top-quality single-grade spiritual root."

"That's good. But there should be a chance for a good spiritual root to worship a real 'teacher'."

Zhou Mian hesitated to speak, "He...is stupid."

It's okay to be stupid. Although you use your mouth to study, it mainly uses your brain.

Jiang Feng immediately agreed and praised Zhou Mian. He was able to recruit four students at once, which meant that he was not far from thirty.

When Zhou Mian brought Feng Qing to Jiang Feng, Jiang Feng knew what "stupid mouth" was.

That could be a stupid mouth, that's a stuttering!

After stuttering a word for a long time, Jiang Feng was anxious for him.

"Old...old...old...teacher...teacher..."

"Stop...stop...stop, Feng, I think the two of us are..."

"thanks……"

"Forget it." Staring at the tension in Feng Qing's eyes, the teacher's moral cultivation that he had memorized began to emerge in Jiang Feng's mind. He raised a smile and stretched out his hand, "Welcome Feng Qing to join our class."

The outstretched hand was held, very forcefully.

Then, Jiang Feng heard that Feng Qing said without panting, thank you.

That evening, Routine was called.

Cen Guiyan sat on the stool and asked him leisurely, "How many people have you accepted?"

Jiang Feng stretched out four fingers silently.

"Four, that's not bad." Cen Guiyan got up and flipped through the registration form, "Aren't you a child?"

Jiang Feng nodded and remained silent.

Cen Guiyan closed the light screen and smiled, "Why, are you unhappy about accepting students?"

Jiang Feng pulled the corner of his mouth, "Happy."

Cen Guiyan was puzzled, "Since you are happy, why are you smiling so stiffly?"

Jiang Feng said, "I'm afraid you will be unhappy."

"That's not true." Cen Guiyan stretched out his hand and rubbed his cheek, "In just half a month, four, my face is still a bit bright."

Jiang Feng imitated him and stretched out his hand, but in the end he failed to rub his cheek. He asked, "If four words are combined to form a word, and one word is missing, do you mind?"

Cen Guiyan asked, "What word?"

"The old, the weak, the sick, the disabled, and the old."

☆、009 is teaching at night

The Cultivation Academy has been established in Yuegang for many years, and all the recruits are the best from the Xianmen family, and they have never been old, weak, sick, or disabled.Jiang Feng had set a precedent in recruiting students.

However, Cen Guiyan didn't care.

He really hoped that the water would be a bit muddier, so that Lu Qiyu wouldn't keep surrounding him like a fly.

Seeing that Cen Guiyan didn't speak, Jiang Feng felt very upset.

But after thinking about it, there is no rule in the handbook of the Cultivation Academy that the old, weak, sick and disabled cannot be recruited.

So he said: "Dean Cen, I know that the qualifications of the students I recruit are not very good, but geniuses are often in the minority. I heard others say that only a little talent plus 99 points of hard work can make a person successful. Although my students are few So little qualifications, but they have 99 points of sweat."

Cen Guiyan moved to the middle of the cage and sat on the chair conjured up by waving his hands.

He looked up at Jiang Feng, "Then have you heard that without a bit of aptitude, the latter 99 points are useless at all."

Jiang Feng shook his head firmly.

Even if you have heard it, you can never say that you have heard it.

Cen Guiyan looked at him and smiled.

Hairy.

Jiang Feng was defeated, "It seems... I heard..."

Cen Guiyan finally said, "I don't like people lying, especially to me, remember." After speaking, he winked at Jiang Feng, as if showing disdain for everything just now.

This time, Jiang Feng didn't dare to be tough. Every time he saw the other party being serious, he didn't dare to fart.

Probably the other party was too much like the bald dean he used to be.

Jiang Feng's eyes slid across Cen Guiyan's forehead, and a trace of pity flashed across his eyes. As the dean, how could he show the words "extremely smart" out of fashion.

The hair is so lush, smooth and black...

Seeing Jiang Feng's thoughts drifting further and further away, Cen Guiyan's slanted motion instantly drew his attention back.

"tonight."

"If you can't wipe out the fire again, how about I send you to the fire to roast."

Cen Guiyan spoke leisurely, and put his hands on the chair leisurely to touch the handle of the chair.

But Jiang Feng could hear the cold sweat running down his spine.

What does it mean to send him to roast in the fire, and experience how the fire comes from?

Jiang Feng looked down at the man in front of him, but he couldn't feel the slightest bit of injustice or immorality from his leisurely expression.It seemed that what the other party said was definitely not a joke.

He tried to wipe it, but it didn't fire.

The second time, still no fire.

For the third time, he sneaked a cautious glance at the other party, then swallowed his saliva, and then wiped, finally there was some spark.

"The qi sinks into the dantian, and the qi melts into the body. To cultivate the truth, it is the self, not the eyes."

As soon as these words came out, Jiang Feng immediately withdrew his gaze from the other party's face. In fact, he didn't want to look at that face at all, it was too disturbing!

"Calm down and close your eyes."

"Take the qi in the meridians to the fingertips and feel the supply of the spiritual roots in the dantian."

"Raise your hand, touch it slightly, and rub it lightly, so that the qi will go out of the body and turn into substance."

Cen Guiyan said something, and Jiang Feng followed suit.

After finishing the last sentence, with a light rub, a cluster of flames appeared from the fingertips.

It was jumping and hot, but it seemed to be emanating from the body, and it was not harmful at all.

Jiang Feng opened his eyes, saw the flames, and said excitedly: "It's out! It's out!"

Cen Guiyan just glanced at it lightly, and said: "It took me a long time to come out so little, mortals are really useless."

Jiang Feng became more courageous and glared at him secretly.

Which mortal do you see fire from fingertips?

"Continue below..."

"Wait." Jiang Feng extinguished the flame, waved his hand and said, "I don't know if Dean Cen has heard of the term work-rest combination. Classes are the root of a class's efficiency. So we can't just care about class, And ignore the get out of class."

Cen Guiyan put down his hands and was about to say something when his expression suddenly changed.

He stood up abruptly, shaking the chair under him violently a few times, then looked at Jiang Feng with serious eyes.

He took off his robe, threw it out of the cage, and threw it on Jiang Feng, "Put it on, and don't make a sound when you see anything later."

wear... put on?

Before Jiang Feng could think, Cen Guiyan's voice came again.

"hurry up!"

"Oh." Jiang Feng immediately put the robe on his body.

Cen Guiyan's clothes made a full circle on Jiang Feng's body, and he looked at Jiang Feng like a child stealing an adult's clothes.

Jiang Feng didn't dare to complain, so he wrapped his clothes tighter.

Cen Guiyan waved at him, and an oval white circle of light surrounded him, and then he saw a person appear out of thin air, and then that person walked to the iron cage.

It was him——Lu Qiyu.

The person who appeared at this point in time is definitely not a good person.

Jiang Feng turned his back to Lu Qiyu and couldn't see his face, but just by listening to his voice, he could feel the strong malice emanating from him.

Cen Guiyan's face was even more distorted.

He didn't even want to face this guy face to face.

"A Cen."

Jiang Feng was holding his breath and listening intently, when Lu Qiyu's address almost broke his breath.

Cen Guiyan didn't respond, and Lu Qiyu didn't care. He called the other party more than a hundred times in the past 300 years, and the other party never responded to him.

"Ah Cen, you know who I met today. It's that girl Chaolu. She never forgets you, pestering me every day to ask where you are going. It's been 300 years, why both Xianmen and she miss you, why don't you?" People miss me?"

"Because you are ugly." Cen Guiyan hit him mercilessly.

Lu Qiyu was taken aback for a moment, then laughed, with even more maliciousness on his face, "I'm ugly? Indeed, I'm not as good as you, the number one master in the cultivation world. But so what!"

"Haven't you been locked in this iron cage by me for 300 years!"

"Like a tortoise, it can only shrink in the shell forever and cannot get out."

"I'm ugly, but you are uglier than me."

Speaking of that time, a long whip fell from the sky, passed through the iron cage, and slapped Cen Guiyan fiercely.

Then, another whip slashed across his cheek, leaving a bloodstain.

One more time, one more time...

Jiang Feng didn't know how many times he had been hit, but the white undershirt was scratched beyond recognition, with bloodstains appearing on the surface of the clothes.

"Am I uglier than you now?"

Lu Qiyu stopped his hands and looked at Cen Guiyan, who was bleeding blood in the cage, feeling at ease physically and mentally.

After being whipped, Cen Guiyan didn't even frown, instead he raised his eyebrows and said, "You're ugly."

Jiang Feng held his forehead and sighed inwardly. If this guy had been subdued, he wouldn't have been beaten like this.

But at the same time, it is clear that if the other party is subdued, he will not be called Cen Guiyan anymore.

From this moment on, the name "Cen Guiyan" was truly remembered in Jiang Feng's heart.

On the other side, Lu Qiyu raised his hand again, and slammed the whip on Cen Guiyan's body. This whip must have used strength, and sweat broke out on Cen Guiyan's forehead.

"That's right." After typing this, Lu Qiyu said, "Do you know that some of the intern teachers are right in the second test? I thought it was a good seed, but who knows that I chose a lecturer from the cultivation method."

Jiang Feng's ears moved.

I don't understand why the topic suddenly turned to him.

I just heard Lu Qiyu continue to say: "Just like you, I chose this subject. I wonder if he is the second you?"

Cen Guiyan glanced at Jiang Feng's hiding place and said, "No."

Lu Qiyu smiled, "Of course not, there will be no second you in the world, and there will be no second me. It's a pity for him, he missed by a little in the third test, and almost met you, and then died gone."

Jiang Feng was startled when he heard that, and subconsciously touched his neck, thankful that his head was still on top of him.

Lu Qiyu asked curiously, "Do you want to see him?"

Cen Guiyan immediately said, "I don't want to."

Jiang Feng in the white light circle touched the bracelet silently, thinking, men's mouths, deceiving ghosts, are all big pig's feet.

Lu Qiyu said again: "I really want him to see you. You have been trapped alone for 300 years. It's good to have someone to accompany you, no, it's good to have a corpse to accompany you."

Cen Guiyan took a step back, staring at him strangely, with disgust on his lips, "I'm not you, and I don't have your special hobbies."

Jiang Feng didn't count how long Lu Qiyu stayed.

But when his eyelids became sore and couldn't help but began to close, the other party finally left.

Before leaving, he was very willing to whip Cen Guiyan a few times, and he left with satisfaction after whipping the other party until he was dripping with blood.

After Lu Qiyu left, the white light circle dissipated automatically.