Chapter 1152. Handsome man, casual
The people here seem to have no curiosity and are focused on doing their own things. If it were a dynasty, there would definitely be a lot of discussions or questions at this time...
At the moment, the few people are very busy and don't know what to do sitting here.
However, there is another man like them. That man is a little different from the people around him. The most important thing is his eyes. His eyes are very dull, and there is no smell of blood on his body. The overall feeling is very clear.
The man sat expressionlessly on his seat, not knowing what he was thinking. He was looking out the window in a daze. His straight back made him look a little out of place, a very indifferent person.
Zi Han couldn't help but glance at the man a few more times. Unexpectedly, the man turned back impartially and met Zi Han's eyes.
The next moment, he naturally retracted his eyes, supported his chin with one hand, and looked at the pages on the table.
Zihan only felt that her eyes were as cold as autumn water, as clear and cool as a deep spring.
Are there still people like this in the demon world?
Sure enough, the world is huge and full of wonders.
After all, this person's temperament doesn't look like someone who could be nurtured in the devil world.
Before long, a familiar face came in, and the already quiet classroom became even quieter now.
Master Zhang?
Zi Han and others are also slightly different. I didn't expect that the teacher of Class 30 is him?
Zhang Yuan heard yesterday that there were several new students in his class. He was still wondering if they were the new ones that day. Unexpectedly, when he saw it today, it turned out to be them
Zhang Yuan is still dressed in white today. From a distance, he really looks like an immortal, but the demonic aura on his body ruins his well-groomed temperament.
"You newcomers will learn the basic formulas by yourself first, and the rest will start practicing with me." Zhang Yuan glanced at Zi Han and others, and then began to practice by himself, without saying a word during the whole process, his expression Mixed with a hint of disdain.
If it weren't for the tasks assigned by his superiors, he wouldn't want to be a laborious teacher. Facing such a group of freshmen, it would be a waste of time!
In his mind, there are very few people who can succeed in becoming a lamp bearer in the end.
So he didn't have to be polite to this group of people, just follow the procedures and finish the class.
The three of them began to read the book carefully and write down some basic elements. Zihan also practiced according to the above tips, but found that nothing was accomplished after one round. Instead, the blood in his heart surged, and he vaguely wanted to vomit. trend.
Fortunately, after I stopped chanting, the discomfort eased a bit.
Only then did she begin to understand where the smell of blood in the air came from
That is the blood of these monks themselves! ! !
It is not made from fighting, but the blood of the heart that is spent to condense into a "lamp"!
That’s right!
How does the light of the lampbearer emit?
It is to use the formula to stimulate the blood in the heart to gather in the palm of the hand to form the "light".
Simply put, it is "light", but in the final analysis, what shines is the blood of monks!
You must know that a person's body has a lot of blood, but the heart blood is only that little. Every time it is activated, it will be consumed, and it may not be successful, so there is a group of candidates like them.
To say that the devil world is still a devil world, even the cultivation method of the lamp holder that everyone envies is so abnormal.
However, Zi Han is not afraid of this cultivation method. After all, she has seen the lamplighters turn on the lights twice, and they did not smell of blood after turning on the lights, and they did not seem to be uncomfortable. It seems that through training, they can control the backlash. Effect.
These people are all smart masters, and they naturally mastered reading the secretary's formulas quickly, and then they started to observe the people around them. The person sitting next to Zihan is... in her words, he is a bad old man.
The old man looked about seventy or eighty years old, with an unkempt beard. His rather cloudy eyes were looking attentively at Mr. Zhang on the podium. Although his hands were full of wrinkles, he made hand seals quite smoothly. Ziru
But just when Zihan thought he was about to seal it, there was a "poof" and the bad old man spit out black and purple blood
At this time, he was not the only one in the classroom to vomit blood. Almost everyone in the classroom spat out blood, and then wiped it away without a care and continued to perform the kneading!
Zihan: "." This is so fierce.
Don't you need to repair the injury?
The class passed quickly, and during the break, Zhang Yuan pointed at Zihan and the others, "Come here."
"After memorizing all the formulas and techniques, I will practice with you in the next class. Remember that you must not heal your injuries after your heart is bleeding. If you continue to practice the formulas, the effect will be better. Maybe you can do it today~"
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Zhang Yuan said this easily, with a smile on his lips, and raised his eyebrows at the people, full of sarcasm.
The handsome man on the side didn't say anything. After listening, he returned to his seat and continued to look out the window. In the last class, Zihan seemed to have only seen him flipping through the book, and then did nothing, just staring at the tree outside the window. Watched a lesson
Zihan's eyes can be hidden once or twice, if only this time too many times.
"Hiss~" There was a pinching pain in the elbow, and I saw Shura pinching Zihan with his two fingers from behind, his lips pressed behind Zihan's ear, and whispered: "Is he better-looking or am I better-looking?"
Zi Han: "You can't compare, he is a man."
After saying that, he calmly took out his hand, looked back at Shura and said, "I didn't look at him because he was good-looking, but mainly because I felt that he had a strange feeling."
"What?" Dead Shura raised his eyebrows.
"There is always an invisible force that pushes me to come to him and wants me to talk to him. Hmm. It's so strange~"
Dead Shura: "."
Xuanyuan Xiumo: "Oh, can't you just say you want to get to know him?"
"No." Zi Han wanted to defend something, but was interrupted by Shura Shura. She flashed to the window where the man was looking and said, "Handsome guy, what's your name? Someone over there wants to Having sex with you.”
After saying that, Shura pointed his finger at Zihan.
Zihan: "."
After saying this, the handsome man glanced at Shi Shura, and then followed her hand to look at Zi Han. His expression was confused for a moment, and then he said: "The last name is arbitrary, what does it mean to be gay?"
Shi Shura has been staying with Zi Han for a long time. She knows most of the words on earth. At this moment, she is trying to explain to that random man what it means to be gay.
There was just a sound of brushing, and a black shadow flashed past. Zi Han came to Shura's side, his expression was a little embarrassed, he looked at the man and smiled.
"I'm sorry, I'm Zi Han. I see you are new here with us, so I can't help but want to get to know you."
Death Shura: "...Ha." Ganqing didn't come to pull her away, but introduced himself openly? ? ?
(End of chapter)