Taoist master wants to ascend

Chapter 490: The Teacher-loving Dragon Master

The old man was wearing a plain wide-sleeved robe, with his gray hair combed meticulously. He held a ruler and walked up to the podium step by step.

Silence!

The classroom with only two people suddenly became quiet, and you could hear a pin drop.

The Dragon Demon Taoist!

Seeing the old master walking step by step in front of him, Li Yuan stood still, like a bird stared at by a blue dragon, not daring to move.

‘Fuck, I can’t move! ’

Li Yuan was sweating coldly. He really couldn’t move. He seemed to be tied to his seat tightly, like a student waiting respectfully for the master.

The problem was that he was in the first row, less than five feet away from the supreme grandmaster...

‘This old man...’

In the corner, Han Chuijun's eyelids were also twitching wildly. The spiritual sense he had trained through many life and death experiences told him that the person in front of him was extremely dangerous.

But he couldn't move either. He could only hang his arms, bend his waist, and bow his head very respectfully.

"Is this the big secret?"

Li Yuan was a little confused. The pressure brought to him by this old man was so great that it was unimaginable, even though he didn't seem to have any martial arts skills.

"Huh?!"

When Li Yuan was thinking, he suddenly heard a sound behind him. He wanted to turn around, but he was keenly aware of something wrong. He held back and only glanced at it with his peripheral vision.

This glance made his heart jump again.

In the empty school, there were a total of nine rows, which could accommodate a hundred people. He was in the first row, and Lao Han was on the far right of the ninth row.

At this moment, behind him, the third and fourth rows each flashed a brilliant light, and two figures with doubtful faces appeared. He recognized these two people.

Chen Zhuiyang was covered in green armor, tall and long-armed.

And the other person, wearing a golden python robe, was the head of Jingping Division.

'Why are these two people here? Are they here? '

Li Yuan felt a chill in his heart. These two people were only two feet away from him, and he couldn't even move.

If a fight breaks out, he won't have time to escape.

'No, these two can't move either! '

When Li Yuan's thoughts were spinning wildly, Chi Zhuiyang and Jingping Sizhu behind him had already groaned, and it was obvious that they had failed to break free.

"Is it you?"

Suddenly at this point, Chi Zhuiyang subconsciously looked around and saw Han Chuijun in the corner. His eyes turned cold, and just as he raised his hand, he felt a flash in front of his eyes.

An old man with white hair and beard stood in front of him with a sullen face.

"Being late is still forgivable, but disrupting the school and being hostile to classmates are unforgivable!"

The old man glanced at the two people who came later and said, "Stretch out your hands."

"What?"

Chi Zhuiyang and the others were still a little dazed, but they immediately realized that something was wrong, because they couldn't leave their seats at all, and they stretched out their hands uncontrollably.

"Snap!"

The ruler fell.

Li Yuan first heard a crisp sound, and then, a shocked and angry scream exploded behind him.

"Ah!"

Chi Zhuiyang's eyes were instantly bloodshot after being hit on the palm of his hand, almost jumping out of his eye sockets. He couldn't bear the physical training and the fighting spirit.

The tragic appearance was as if he was split in half from head to toe, no, even his soul was shattered.

"Does it hurt so much to be hit on the palm of your hand?!"

Li Yuan glanced at him, and even Old Han in the corner was stunned. He was a top master, and his heart was so tough, but he couldn't bear it?

"You?!"

Seeing Chi Zhuiyang howling like this after being hit, the face of the Jingping Division Master changed drastically. He tried his best to retract his hand, but he couldn't move at all?

With a "snap", the ruler fell.

This time, there was no scream, but Li Yuan clearly saw that the Jingping Division Master's body was shaking violently, like a cloud blown away by the wind and forcibly bound.

Just one hit almost shattered the spirit of the great master.

"It hurts so much!"

Chi Zhuiyang's face turned blue, and he was shaking all over. He was sweating profusely, as if he had just been pulled out of the water.

He stared at the ruler that was about to fall again, and fear flashed in his eyes: "No..."

"Snap!"

"Ah!!"

"Snap!"

"..."

"Snap!"

Ten crisp sounds followed by five screams.

Under the horrified gaze of Li Yuan and the others, the second person on the list of heroes of the time screamed in pain, and after the last hit, he collapsed on the table.

And the head of the Jingping Division didn't say a word, but his whole body shrank by more than half, not even as high as the table.

The spirit was beaten to half!

"..."

After the ten palm hits, Li Yuan looked at the old man who was walking slowly back to the lecture hall, sweating profusely, and his clothes on his back were soaked.

He didn't want to try the palm hit that even the grandmaster couldn't stand.

"It seems that the seats of these two people have been moved back a row?"

Li Yuan was very observant. After all, there were only four of them in the class, and it was obvious.

"Dragon Demon Taoist, Dragon Demon Taoist!"

The two people who were beaten and shrunken were full of shock, anger and frustration. Chi Zhuiyang was breathing more than breathing in, but he dared not say anything.

'Not good. '

In the corner, Han Chuijun's attention fell on Chi Zhuiyang and the other person.

If you judge others by yourself, your ugly behavior is seen by others, and killing them is simply the only option. Will these two people be an exception?

'We must find a way to kill these two people! '

Han Chuijun bowed his head and saluted, thinking about it. If this happened in the outside world, of course it would be impossible, but if it happened here.

If the ruler hits you a few more times, it is estimated that the master will be beaten to death.

"We must kill these two people!"

Lowering his head and not looking at the old master, Li Yuan's mind was racing, but he didn't dare to move until he understood the rules here.

"Yesterday, I talked about the theory of 'transformation'."

At the lecture hall, the old master spoke in a calm voice, but everyone who heard him was tense.

"Who will retell the story in all lives?"

Hearing the inquiry and feeling the gaze, Chief Jingping and Chi Zhuiyang's faces turned a little blue. In the corner, Han Chuijun secretly thought, "Isn't this good? Is this aimed at him?"

"You come."

Under Li Yuan's worried gaze, Han Chuijun was spotted.

"Shape-changing..."

Han Chuijun was frightened but not confused. During this time, he happened to be reading Taoist Dragon Demon's handwriting. Before entering the tower, he happened to be reading Theory of Transformation, so he didn't panic.

"...Shape-changers follow the example of all the spirits of heaven and earth and transform their own body and bones."

Listening to Lao Han's voice behind him, Li Yuan really sweated. God knows what Taoist Dragon Demon said yesterday.

"Imitate the beasts, imitate the heaven and earth, use the infinite heaven and earth to transform the finite human body..."

Han Chuijun methodically recounted the contents of the Dragon Demon's handwriting that he knew.

“Not satisfactory.”

When he heard these words, Han Chuijun couldn't help but feel his heart tremble, while Chi Zhuiyang just watched with cold eyes and analyzed the rules here.

“It’s a slight improvement compared to before.”

The old master changed the topic and seemed to be very tolerant of the students in the last row.

Woo~

At this moment, Li Yuan noticed that Lao Han's seat had suddenly moved forward.

"This seat..."

Chief Jingping was only seven feet tall when he stood on the stool. His mind changed, and he had already guessed the rules of this place by comparing the situations of several people.

"Advancing is a reward, retreating is a punishment... So, if you want to get the inheritance of the Dragon Demon Taoist..."

Chi Zhuiyang also noticed this, but his mind changed and he looked at Li Yuan sitting in the first row:

"Who is this person and why should he sit in the first row?"

The minds of several people in the school were spinning, but soon, everyone was on guard again. The old master glanced at the few people, as if he wanted to ask another question.

"Are the seats arranged by talent? Or by the number of people? What's the benefit of being near the front? Should I go further?"

Feeling the old master's gaze, Li Yuan hurriedly gathered his thoughts, but as soon as the gaze turned, he had already skipped him and fell on Chi Zhuiyang.

"Is it me?"

Chi Zhuiyang's heart thumped.

"How was your homework review yesterday?"

"..."

Hearing the question, Chi Zhuiyang's heart felt cold. Who knows what homework you left behind.

"I, I..."

Feeling the pitiful gazes of the other people, Chi Zhuiyang thought wildly, but the next moment, he saw the ruler.

"It's great to make progress, but it's shameful to leave!"

The old master scolded him with a straight face: "You deserve a beating!"

Chi Zhuiyang almost gritted his teeth and could only reach out his hand involuntarily, and then the ruler fell.

With a 'crack' sound, Chi Zhuiyang shattered his teeth. The pain was so severe that it penetrated deep into his soul, making his eyes black and he couldn't help but scream.

After five more blows, Chi Zhuiyang's aura dropped sharply, and his seat had dropped to the sixth row, only two rows away from Han Chuijun.

…

Woohoo~

While the incense was lingering, Qin Shixian watched intently. Various lights and shadows intertwined in front of her. It was the brightly lit school.

"If you hit your palm three more times, Chi Zhuiyang will definitely die."

Listening to the screams coming from the light and shadow, Qin Shixian felt physically and mentally happy, but when he saw the ruler, he couldn't help but feel frightened.

In the past year, she had been slapped on the palm of her hand once, and that time, she had never had it a second time in so many years, that kind of severe pain...

Just thinking about it made her shudder.

"Who is this person?"

At this time, Qin Yun's voice came. In the incense, he opened his eyes and pointed at Han Chuijun.

"This person is Han Chuijun."

Qin Shixian replied: "The master Li Yuan worshiped in the Divine Weapon Valley is not bad in talent and understanding. He should change the form of one hundred and two."

"I'm a little older, so I can be useful."

Qin Yun nodded, and his eyes fell on Li Yuan: "This guy seems to have only peerless talent at first glance, but he can sit in the first row..."

"I'm afraid he really has some special physique as you said."

Qin Shixian has been surprised for a while. She has only entered this school once, but she still knows a lot about the rules.

If you want to sit in the front row, you must at least have world-class talent!

"It's hard to tell with the naked eye."

Qin Yun frowned slightly.

Although he did not summon Li Yuan, it was no different from meeting him face to face in the Bafang Pagoda. He looked at him several times and did not notice any special physique.

But to be able to achieve the weight of the first row, he naturally knew it in his heart. Without a world-class talent, there was no way he would even think about it.

"Maybe it's some kind of physique that has never appeared before?"

Qin Shixian's attention is obviously not here, she is very concerned about this school:

"If his seat is praised by the Patriarch, could he really inherit the Patriarch's mantle?"

"Maybe, but the further forward you sit, the harder it is to get the Patriarch's reward..."

Qin Yun said and suddenly stopped speaking.

In the school, after the old master finished asking questions, he began to lecture.

…

Tick ​​tock~

The sound of beads of sweat falling to the ground made Li Yuan's heart tremble.

This was the scariest class he had ever taken. He was breaking out in a cold sweat before the lecture even started.

But compared to that, he was lucky. He was not asked several questions, but only passed the question among the other three people. Old Han was asked once and passed by luck.

Chi Zhuiyang and the other person were asked twice each. Counting the beating when they came in, they were beaten three times. Their seats were moved from the third and fourth rows to the sixth and seventh rows.

Jingping Sizhu, who was more than seven feet tall, was beaten to less than two feet. He could not even stand on the chair and had to stand on the table.

From a distance, Li Yuan could feel the anger of this great master.

"Old man!"

On the table, Jingping Sizhu's figure was blurred, and he was so angry that he could not keep his body steady.

With his status and position, how could he have suffered such a great humiliation?

But at this moment, he did not dare to show it at all, and had to bow his head to show respect. He was so frustrated that he almost exploded.

"Today, I will talk about the eight directions of heaven and earth."

On the lecture platform, the old master said in a deep voice: "Students, listen first and then ask. I will talk first and then ask. I hope you will know."

The hearts of the people in the hall were shocked, and they all concentrated.

"The ancients said that the sky is like a dome, covering the eight directions and encompassing everything. However, there are many conjectures in this. The sky is not a dome. There is also a sky outside the sky..."

The old master began to talk.

His voice was not loud, but it was very clear. Every time he uttered a word, a stream of true energy rose, and with his words, various scenes were derived.

"True energy takes shape, and, the realm of God."

Li Yuan saw it very clearly. He could even see the true energy colors flashing around the old master. All the colors gathered together, just like the light of the mysterious soldiers.

His narration was not easy to understand, but it was not obscure and difficult to understand with the true energy transformation. The people who listened attentively felt relieved.

But soon, the faces of several people changed.

The eight directions of heaven and earth were just the beginning. After that, they began to mention changing the shape of heaven and earth, imitating the shape of nature, and then extended to ancient history.

At this point, Li Yuan also felt bad.

This old man started from the Great Zhou Dynasty, and pushed forward all the way, Da Xu, Da Ye, Da Yi, Da Xin... Finally, he talked about ten thousand years ago.

Various allusions, unofficial history, various martial arts origins, magic weapons, names, so many that Li Yuan, who changed the combination of control and spiritual blessing, felt a little overwhelmed.

"Not good..."

Except for Li Yuan, the faces of several people were a little bitter.

Warriors have strong blood and vigorous energy, and their memory is relatively better than ordinary people, but even the grandmaster can't stand it.

I don't know how long it took, Li Yuan was a little drowsy, and the voice from the lecture hall just stopped.

"…Your Majesty, if you want to offer sacrifices to the Bafang Temple, the whole country will participate in the event. My Imperial College is no exception. After the end of the school, I will select one person from the students to go with me to watch the sacrifice."

At this point, the old master paused slightly.

Everyone in the hall was nervous. Obviously, they had to ask questions before the end of the school.

"Hmm..."

As the old master pondered, the atmosphere suddenly became tense. Feeling his wandering eyes, everyone felt cold in their hearts.

"Me again?"

Chi Zhuiyang felt cold in his heart, as if he fell into an ice storage.

On the lecture, Long Mo Dao Ren asked:

"The sixth emperor of the Dayi Dynasty, when he was young, lived among the people. By chance, he saw a broken stele left after a fire in an ancient tomb somewhere...

What was written on the stele?"