Chapter 93 Hong Ku
Hong Ku killed another student.
This does not seem to be any special news.
Everyone is even accustomed to this.
The monks killed many people with mediocre skills. Some mages also had students who lost their lives in the fight.
But no master's disciples are like Hong Ku.
Hongku accepts students year after year, but he also loses students year after year.
Many eyes were looking at Wu Chao, and then moved to Zhang Xuezhou, wondering when the two people would have an accident.
"I am a lone star of fate, and I have to overcome my wife, children, and students. If my life is not enough, I will die hard and I can't blame me!"
Hong Kong frowned tightly, and there seemed to be numb pain between his brows. .
He had a look on his face that no strangers should be allowed in, but he had to admit students because of the rules of the Holy Land.
Even his students are like moths flying to the flame, one class after another, almost without stopping.
Even if three people drew forty-eight brands, he was chosen repeatedly.
He does have some evil ways, but Hong Ku has no ability to change.
If you can't change, you can only accept it. Looking at the corpse of the cold-faced scolding in the past, he felt silent in his heart.
"Senior brother Hongku, Wu Ti is the son of the chief of the Dayue clan, and his life should be very good. Forgive me for being presumptuous, junior brother, what exactly did you learn..."
"Since I'm presumptuous, then don't do it. Asked! "
A mage in red opened his mouth to ask a question, but was forced back by Hong Ku.
That’s it for the early stages of spell practice. It doesn’t matter if some low-end spells are known, but once high-end spells are involved, it is the foundation for a spell master to save his life.
Whoever leaks his spell will undoubtedly entrust his fatal weakness into the hands of others.
Any technique has flaws. Once someone knows about the flaws and targets them, the person who dies will definitely be himself.
Hong Ku has done many curses and killed many people in his life.
Once it is known that he is behind the murder, his enemies will definitely target him.
Not asking is a kind of respect, and it is also a guarantee for Hongku’s life.
In many relationships, Hongku at most informs his Yibo students about the relevant matters so that he can teach them, or only the sages and Taoists in the Holy Land know the spells he is good at.
Apart from this, Hongku would not tell anyone.
Hongku knew that most of his fellow apprentices were not watching the fun, but wanted to see if there was any way to eliminate his bad luck.
His wrinkled face trembled, knowing very well the futility.
Other than causing more trouble, these people’s inquiries will bring no benefit at all.
Once he is ambushed and intercepted, conflicts will break out between the insider and him, leading to violent conflicts.
"Senior Brother Hongku..."
"Junior Brother Hongnong, don't press Brother Hongku about this matter!"
"That's right, Wu Ti apparently died in an accident caused by practicing spells. , and can also shift the responsibility to Senior Brother Hongku No!"
"That's right. The mages in our Holy Land only teach spells, not to protect people's safety. No one can prevent this kind of accident!"
"That's right! Say so! ”
...
A group of mages muttered in low voices, directly drawing a conclusion on this matter.
In the distance, several fair-skinned slaves hurried towards this side in a hurry.
The faces of several people were pale, as if the world had collapsed, and their bodies were trembling.
The mood of these people may be similar to the loss of His Holiness the Ten Yin Sons by His Holiness Jin Chan, but it is difficult for these people to explain clearly that His Holiness Jin Chan survived.
Seeing these people quickly rushing to gather around Wu Ti's body, lying on the ground and crying loudly, Zhang Xuezhou and Wu Chao quickly exchanged glances and hid the recorder deeper in their pockets.
"You come in, Wuchao come in too!"
Hong Ku stood up.
Wutiao could not be saved and could only collect the bodies of these people.
Hong Ku staggered slightly, and then pushed away the black stone house where he was.
"Renewed so soon?"
"New student?"
"Is it really true that the old one has left and the new one has come?"
"The next meeting Who is it? Wuchao? Or this new student?"
......
The few whispers of exchange made Zhang Xuezhou slightly uneasy, and even Wu Chao's expression turned bad.
The cause of Wu Ti’s death was related to them, but the other party was asking for his own death and could not blame them. If Wu Ti belonged to another mage's sect, this method of death would not cause any trouble.
But Wu Ti is related to Master Hong Ku, which more or less affects their mentality.
"In the year when I started, my senior brother went down the mountain to perform a mission and died in the conflict..."
Wuchao whispered to Zhang Xuezhou, which made Hongku glance at it and then spoke lightly.
“From today on, you are my eldest disciple!”
Hong Ku frowned.
The disciples who entered his sect were all extremely talented, practiced quickly and had excellent strength, but all of them died inexplicably, with various accidents happening constantly.
For example, in the case of Wuchao in front of him, Hong Yuan couldn't find even the slightest flaw in the opponent.
The other party practiced seriously and hard, and in just a few years he stood out among the younger generation, directly overshadowing Wu Ti, the genius who used to claim to be the best in the past.
Hongku hopes that Wuchao’s life will be tougher.
He pointed to the door behind him, and immediately asked Zhang Xuezhou and Wu Chao to quickly move and cover the door together.
A black light floated across the courtyard, and the sound of crying outside the stone house was no longer audible.
"Don't be greedy for success when practicing the Snake Head Curse. If this spell goes astray, it will cause the spell to instantly backfire on you, and your death will be more miserable than that of Wu Tiao." Hong Ku said: "I practice the spell every day as a teacher. I don’t have enough time to teach you the Dharma. Now I want to teach Wu Jin, so I’ll teach you the Tao to avoid going astray.”
Probably due to various blows, Hongku's attitude was a little cold and his words were more casual.
But Hongku obviously meant well, and Wuchao immediately agreed.
“It’s very difficult for me to find a teacher on weekdays,” Wuchao whispered, “Senior brother, I took advantage of you this time, but if it hadn’t been for this summons, I wouldn’t have been able to live for another month or two. Only then can we approach the level of seeking guidance from a teacher.”
“What?”
Zhang Xuezhou felt bad for a moment.
If such an evil mage is placed as the leader of spell practice, and if the other party continues to act as a master of magic, the probability of accidents in the students' practice will not be low.
This is somewhat different from the step-by-step instruction Zhang Xuezhou imagined.
Thousands of thoughts were passing through his mind, and he only thought that it would be better to have another Dharma King as his teacher.
"You have many distracting thoughts in your mind. Don't think too much. I, Hongkuzaibucai, am the only one in this holy land who can play against the twelve venerables!"
It seems that Zhang Xuezhou guessed it. Hong Ku glanced at his thoughts and opened his mouth to point it out directly.
"If you can pass on my mantle, not to mention using it to dominate the world, but it will definitely be enough to protect yourself," Hong Ku said.
"How can I pass on your legacy?" Zhang Xuezhou asked in a low voice.
"Since your spell can protect yourself, why don't you pass it on to us now, so as to prevent us from encountering misfortunes in the future?" Wu Chao also asked in a low voice.
"The test has already started when you first started," Hong Ku said: "Who is suitable to inherit my spells and who is not suitable to inherit them? I will naturally have an answer in my heart. The spells are not just for practicing. If you are able to practice, those with less qualifications will be like In this way, I have become a lonely star, and I have to overcome my wife, my children, my parents, and my brothers and sisters. The one who has worse qualifications is myself, and I will die faster."
"In other words, we will not cultivate yours! Can a mantle guarantee peace? ”
"Our numerology is closely linked. This is not a question of whether you want it or not!"
Hong glanced at Zhang Xuezhou.
"If you pick up my brand, you will be branded by me." Hong Ku said: "Even if you want to join another family at this time, no mage can accept you. If you want to involve yourself, If you reach the minimum, you can go down the mountain and leave immediately. This way you have a chance of avoiding the disaster."
"I didn't think so," Zhang Xuezhou whispered.
“There is no best,” Hong Ku said: “When you are in the Holy Mountain, you must abide by the rules of the Holy Mountain. I can’t make an exception, and neither can you!”
Hong Ku paused before continuing.
“Don’t think that I am the only one who suffers serious consequences from the spells I inherited in the Holy Mountain. Honghua, Hongyi, Hongnong and others look glamorous, but things behind the scenes are much more exciting than those here in Lao Dao. !”
Hongku pointed outside and started to mention other mages. Wu Chao also nodded, obviously knowing that it was partly related.
“You just need to remember that as you continue to acquire more powerful power, you will inevitably be involved in more dangerous things, and you will inevitably suffer related impacts!”
Hong Ku told the story simply, and then, regardless of whether Zhang Xuezhou heard it or not, he went directly into the house and came out with a large bundle of bamboo slips.
"My first teaching will last for a month," Hongku said coldly, "How much you can learn this month depends entirely on yourself. If you can only learn some words and languages, that's your own choice!"
< br>"The time limit for teaching new disciples in the Holy Land is maintained at a standard of at least one month. The teacher is currently completing the task" Wuchao He reminded in a low voice: "If you can complete the teacher's teaching content in advance, you can learn a little more. If you can't complete it, you won't know when the teacher will teach you next time!"
"Stupidity" People are not worth the time of the old man!"
Hong Ku glanced at Wu Chao, obviously agreeing with Wu Chao's explanation.
This gave Zhang Xuezhou a little more sense of urgency for no reason.
But compared to the adult test sprint, Hongku's high standards are nothing.
In the Red Alliance, tens of millions of people answer the same test paper at the same time every year.
As a new era talent who has been tempered by the adult examination, Zhang Xuezhou has a stable mentality. What he is least afraid of is this kind of teaching and assessment, especially learning such as literacy.
As long as he studies hard, he can definitely complete the task ahead of time.
And now that the adult exam is over, this can even allow him to use his real time.
(End of this chapter)