Li Changan was speechless about Mr. Bao's logic that "asking is a killing intention".

I also asked it about Elder Yixian before.

This is the idea: As a ‘pet beast’, Mr. Leopard should know Miaomuxian better than his master, Old Dao Lu.

As a result, the guy answered the question irrelevantly, and analyzed it for a while, and finally concluded that he should have just won the Elder Yixian, and so on.

The murderous aura is too strong, and he is worthy of being the descendant of the ancient ferocious beast...

"Swish, cowardly. If Lao Miao doesn't like anyone, that person will not live for three days."

Uncle Bao said disapprovingly, and Li Changan was instantly swallowed by the black line.

"You mean... Miaomuxian will kill anyone she doesn't like??"

"Nonsense. Otherwise, would you keep it for the New Year?"

Li Changan raised his hand to hold his forehead. Needless to think, this must have been taught by Miaomuxian, who is also a time traveler, to Mr. Leopard.

"I have such a strong murderous intention, how many enemies will it cause!"

"Don't worry, Lao Miao kills nothing good. The monk who follows the evil path does not need him to take action. We will slap one by one, just like slapping berries." After that, Mr. Leopard squirted proudly.

"Then... do you know who is in trouble with him in Menyama?"

"Well," Mr. Leopard blinked, thought for a while, and replied seriously: "As far as we know, there is no.

Lao Miaoai wandered around, and he couldn't stay at this broken mountain. Even if there were people who really dislike him, it would be useless, and he couldn't beat him anyway."

Well... OK.

It is not unreasonable for the master to be so ambitious. The master added his old man's pet leopard, the entire Wuhufeng, and the optimist of Qingyishui.

This may be the biggest reason for the death of the genius of the top.

Li Changan thought about it for a while and in his heart, he placed the long hair and waist-length senior brother Dangongzi into the sequence of [Orange: Danger Level 2].

At present, he classified the people in the sect who had contact with names or Taoist numbers, and made a simple "pop" in his mind.

White, absolutely safe, trustworthy;

Green, relatively safe;

Blue, with itself, but not much, needs to be examined;

Orange, hazard level two;

Red, hazard level one;

Purple, extremely dangerous;

black…

In the white area, there are currently only Master, A Zi and Xiaobai;

In the green area, Master Huang Wen, Elder Gou Chen, and Uncle Bao;

Blue, Master Douyuan, Deacon Fayun;

Orange, although he clearly has a master, he often asks Dangongzi, the uncle Miaomuxian, for advice on martial arts. He should have believed it, but because he may have some unclear or subtle relationship with his master, Elder Yixian.

Elder Yixian put aside first. If Dangongzi comes to Hufeng again, let the master give him a try.

Just as I was about to continue my previous abdomen, my stomach started to scream with a 'gulp'.

Li Changan smacked his lips, remembering that he had been doing some tricks for the past half month... and was practicing, and he was not as good as when he was in Qingquan Mountain.

Next, I have to take some time to do a side job and rely on the mountains to earn money. Can I raise something?

…………

The next day, at the hour of Mao.

After half a month of practice, Li Changan is now flying high in the Fengfeng Art, and can already stabilize the wind and not be blown away by the wind, barely keeping the straight line.

Jueran Peak is the closest to the six floating mountains among the Wuji Xianshan peaks, so it is quite close to the Behu Peak.

After flying for two quarters of an hour, I arrived at [Da Mingtang].

The morning class is about to begin, and thousands of disciples will arrive one after another and kneel on the cushion.

Keep following the steps as always, and keeping lazy as always.

With a sound of ‘Palace’, the disciples on duty ring the morning bell.

Li Changan was looking down at the class notes he had made before when he heard a low scream.

When I looked up, I saw a girl wearing a light lotus-colored fairy dress, holding a jade slip, and walked into the hall flutteringly.

He recognized this woman.

It’s not that Li Changan has a good memory. The main reason is that he still has a deep impression.

Before entering the mountain gate, it was this young lady riding a white bird who saluted her master.

It's not surprising that he recognizes the other person. After all, it has to be said that this young lady riding a white bird has the look that is eye-catching.

But when the other party obviously blinked his bright eyes when he saw him, he seemed to be thinking about something.

Look familiar with yourself?

Li Changan immediately gave up the unrealistic and obvious narcissistic idea in his heart.

No, no. I just took a look in front of the mountain gate. How could anyone remember this from half a month ago?

"Dear students, Deacon Fayun has been on vacation for a ten-day break. For the next morning class, I will temporarily interpret the students.

My name is the bright moon.

Following what Deacon Fayun said yesterday, "If you want to obtain supernatural powers, you should be in the form of gold and water; if you divide the form, you will see the three souls and seven spirits in your body, and the heaven, spirit, earth and earth can all be seen, that is…”

A concise and clear self-introduction, and enter the topic without warning.

This female lecturer with a fairy-like name was slightly different from the impression Li Changan had when he first met. However, after a moment of thinking, he understood.

It was the first time, I was always a little nervous. I used to replace my tutors, but it was the same at the beginning. I got back to life and got familiar with it twice, and I gradually got used to it.

However, although this cold girl was joking and hiding in one class, and it was not very smooth to get stuck in many places, there were more students listening to the class carefully than before.

Disciples who asked questions enthusiastically, one after another, one after another.

As soon as the morning class ended, many disciples surrounded the "Master Izumo" on three floors inside and three floors outside.

Among them, there are many female monks.

Li Changan, who thought he was a deep affection accident, was also quite puzzled.

So, two days later.

Jueran Peak is unprecedentedly lively, and [Da Ming Hall] is full.

The students are full of learning and their desire for knowledge is unprecedentedly high.

Not only new disciples who have not yet entered the school for a hundred years, but also those who have been on the same level as Izumo Mingyue, who have been in the school for a hundred years and have already entered the class, bring their own futons to "listen to the class".

Looking at the dark head and the hormones that could be smelled with a fleshy nose, Li Changan couldn't help but sneer in his heart.

‘Ha, man’.

In order to show that they are here to practice seriously, these introductory disciples have to use small techniques that they have practiced well according to the morning class content.

Li Changan "looked" at the value of the [Psychological Collector] and was in a very happy mood and had unprecedented understanding of his thoughts.

The new century-old disciples are much higher in quality than those who have not entered the rank of rookies.

Such a numerical contribution machine is better, and the more you get, the better.

Perhaps, if you decline to the extreme, you will really bottom out and rebound.

So, two more days later.

[Da Mingtang], maybe it's going to explode.

After the learning mood of male disciples at each peak was rising, female disciples at each peak also joined the morning class activities to show their determination to practice Taoism.

Moreover, the number of people is much higher than the previous two days...

At this time, the morning class venue, Daming Hall, is no longer the preaching place that was as quiet as before.

It's a star-chasing scene of fans in the past.

Li Changan sat on the cushion, almost being squeezed into a sesame cake by the male disciples on both sides of the left and right.

Raise your hand and hold your forehead, it's really a shame.

The quantity is considerable and the quality is even more considerable. In the past few days alone, the number has soared, and if you work harder, you can hit the 100,000 mark.

For this, I gritted my teeth and endured it.

Mingyue Izumo sat cross-legged on the lotus-shaped magic weapon carved from the green jade platform, floating in the air, and chanting the content of the scriptures with her cherry lips opened and read. The disciples in the Mingtang, who were estimated to be nearly tens of thousands, followed and recited lightly.

There are many people, but the classroom order is very good and not noisy at all. However, there are many people and loud voices.

Outside Jueran Peak, there were occasionally flying cranes, phoenixes and blue birds, all of whom were shocked by the chanting of scriptures and rushed into the clouds.
To be continued...