What to do with a full-scale life

Chapter 391

"There are thousands of spells, but there are only three basic ones. After mastering them, there is no danger in one spell."

Qing Lingzi stood on the training ground, in front of him were a hundred students in his class, or it would not be an exaggeration to say that they were disciples.This group of people is different from the children in the elementary class. Most of them are adults here. They are carefully selected from the police uncle teams and troops in various places. They may not necessarily have superpowers, but whether it is willpower, hard work or The talent is absolutely superior, in other words, these one hundred people are one hundred warriors, and they have achieved outstanding results among ordinary people.

These people usually come out with arrogance, but they are really convinced by Qing Lingzi. After all, at first they saw that their instructor was just a cute little girl, they were somewhat dissatisfied, but after a few provocations Then be honest, after all, this delicate little girl is really strong, strong in all directions and without dead ends.

However, Qing Lingzi is also absolutely interesting. Let alone hiding his secrets when teaching courses, even if it is a bottom-of-the-box technique, he will teach everything he can learn, and even encourage students to burst out based on his foundation. New inspirations, and he developed new techniques along these inspirations.

"Skills and spells, the law often has the meaning of methods and principles, while the technique puts more emphasis on technology and ability. Therefore, what we often see is the technique rather than the law. The law is above the technique, and it is the method to solve the problem and trace the root The law of the source. And when you get started now, you should start with the art. There are three major categories of art, spirit, illusion, and body. Illusion is composed of phantoms, phantoms, and illusions, and physical art is composed of both internal and external cultivation. Today I will teach you illusions."

After finishing speaking, Qing Lingzi squatted down and wiped lightly on the ground. Just relying on the dust on his fingers, he flicked his fingers, and immediately there were [-] more gold-armored warriors on the training ground. The students were amazed, and Qing Lingzi used this to explain the fundamental principle of illusion.

At this time, Brother Zhang began to take notes quickly. Although the advanced class theoretically does not allow anyone else to watch, but...you know everything.And knowing that the Holy Master was by his side, Qing Lingzi was even more lazy and didn't dare to steal. The teacher was so detailed that he wished he could tear apart every detail and feed it to the next group of students.

A class lasted three hours, and the students below were exhausted. Qing Lingzi let them rest for 10 minutes. He saluted politely.

"sit down."

"Thank you, Holy Lord."

After Qing Lingzi sat down, he was also sitting upright, without squinting. If he hadn’t known that he was Qing Lingzi, no one would have been able to tell that this man was the legendary Great Demon King. To say that he killed without blinking an eye would be considered a compliment to his legendary master .

"I heard you have a team in TW?"

"Group..." Qing Lingzi chuckled: "Do some shady things and save some expenses. After all, today is different from the past, and Qing Lingzi is not the kind of person who is willing to live under others, so he can only do it for the time being." These pickle activities are just a living."

Brother Zhang nodded: "How are you doing?"

"Although the subordinates are not talented, if they can't even do that kind of thing well, wouldn't the subordinates embarrass the Holy Master?"

Qing Lingzi still pays attention to what he says. If it were Thunder Dragon, Little Brother Zhang would probably be able to guess what kind of criticism Thunder Dragon would say.

But Qing Lingzi is both humble and elegant. If it weren't for his black and straight sportswear, Xiao Zhang would have thought it was a handsome old man in his 70s or [-]s standing in front of him.

"What's your plan in the future?" Little Brother Zhang asked curiously, "Actually, I haven't done you any favors, and it can be considered that my job is not in place."

"Holy Master, don't blame yourself. If Qing Lingzi wants to survive by relying on the Holy Lord like the trash of the Twelve Spirits, then hasn't Qing Lingzi lived on a dog all these years? What is the Holy Master to Qingling? Son, just like the root of a towering tree, the source of a rolling torrent, as long as the Holy Master is still there, the inheritance of Qing Lingzi will still be there, and the inheritance will continue. What the lord will give to his subordinates is something that absolutely dare not even think about." Qing Lingzi said respectfully and righteously: "As for the future plans, in fact, my subordinates have not thought too much about it. Spread the word, and then have a good fight with the twelve spirits."

Brother Xiao Zhang nodded and heard Qing Lingzi's meaning. He didn't hide his thoughts. Anyway, he just didn't like Twelve Spirits, but he turned his head and said that he actually couldn't deal with it recently. The Twelve Spirits can only recharge their batteries for the time being, and wait until the Immortal Shijie returns to his position in the future and regains his subordinates, and then compete with the Twelve Spirits for the source of the world's spells.

But if you want to say what they are fighting for, Brother Xiao Zhang also asked Lei Long and the others. In fact, what they are fighting for is particularly absurd, as if two apprentices taught by the same master are fighting for orthodoxy. The core values In fact, they are consistent, but they have fought for many years for some trivial things.In addition to the meal-sharing system, there is also Qinglingzi's idea of ​​disrespecting the heaven and the earth and ghosts and gods, fighting against the sky, the earth, and people, insisting on respecting the law of development of things themselves, which is quite materialistic.

The Twelve Spirits are the traditional school, respecting the ancestors of heaven, respecting authority, and following the steps. If Qing Lingzi had not been buried by Ying Zheng for 2000 years, the ghost knows what China will be like today. After all, Qing Lingzi is based on current standards. In other words, he is a standard revolutionary and reformist.

So the vicious fight between Twelve Spirits and Qing Lingzi will continue. The difference between conservative and reformist is the world view and values. Simply put, you don’t need to understand my philosophy, but if you deny it, I will fuck you up.

So the conflict between them is almost irreconcilable, let's fight, let them fight, and the truth can only emerge in the struggle.

Brother Xiao Zhang didn't say anything else, but after watching two more classes, he ran to the school cafeteria to have dinner with Qing Lingzi.

The most beautiful woman in the school is naturally Teacher Jin Meijin. The second place has always been controversial. Some people think Hei Guanyin is good-looking and some think Qing Lingzi is good-looking, but no matter which one of the three of them is so unattainable , especially Qing Lingzi, although he is a daughter, he is an old pedant at his core, he will be disgusted when he sees a man's courteousness, at least he will be reprimanded, and at worst he will be expelled by magic.

As for Teacher Jin Meijin, he said that he is a first-class super power user and a master of secret arts, who would dare to provoke her...

On the contrary, Hei Guanyin and the others are the only ones that can be pursued, but the problem is that she gives people the feeling that she is very escaped and unpredictable, and she is crazy and crazy.

But the problem is that the probability of these three super beautiful girls appearing in the cafeteria and eating at the same table with Mr. Zhang from the passerby group is astonishingly high. It is almost a daily thing. This alone has attracted strong dissatisfaction from many people .

"It seems that you are quite concerned."

During the meal, Brother Zhang suddenly smiled and said to Qing Lingzi: "In the time it takes to eat, more than a dozen people have deliberately circled around to take a look at you."

Qing Lingzi snorted coldly: "It's just mad bees and butterflies."

"Why did you choose a daughter?"

This topic is a long story for a child without a mother. Qing Lingzi let out a long sigh and told the story of his these years, from the beginning when he was released to how he went to TW, what he did in TW, and then How come here again, just like reporting work, talking to Brother Zhang.

"If you say I'm afraid, my subordinates are really not afraid. It's just that my subordinates have been silent for more than two thousand years. Now they are empty-handed, and they are indeed no match for the Twelve Spirits. So I simply left here. Some people originally urged my subordinates to go abroad, but my subordinates have no choice. It’s really hard to leave the homeland, and I feel empty in my heart if I can’t hear the local accent, so I chose to go to TW. Now that I think about it, the soul of my subordinate is probably tied here. Expulsion, presumably the subordinates will also die."

Brother Xiao Zhang nodded, probably understood Qing Lingzi's thoughts, he just loves his family, no matter how the times change, as long as he is still in his hometown, everything is easy to talk about, if the rats really wouldn't let him in TW Wait, I am afraid that the number of twelve spirits will not exceed two now, and Qing Lingzi who is desperate for his life is extremely terrifying, Brother Zhang knows this.

While they were eating and chatting, two people had already approached the perimeter of the prison in GZ City. They were ordered to rob the prison today, and after they found out that there was no special defense here, one of them disappeared directly. The tall figure walked in through the side door majestically, while the other walked in directly from the shadows.

After entering, they started looking for the target person Li Wenfeng according to the photos in their hands, and soon they found him in a prison. At this moment, Li Wenfeng's eyes were no longer bright, and he sat there dejectedly, struggling from time to time. It was like being frightened in a dream.Because he was diagnosed as post-traumatic stress response with a certain degree of aggression, he was placed in a single room, which created very good prison conditions for those who came to him.

Just after the inspector left, the lights were about to be turned off in the prison. Suddenly, a person appeared in Li Wenfeng's cell. Without even yelling, he was directly pressed against the wall and covered his mouth with his hands. .

"Our boss wants to see you."

One of them said something in broken Chinese, and then he heard a click, and the door of his cell was opened, and then he was carried all the way out like this. Li Wenfeng felt difficult to breathe the whole time, even a little out of breath. He felt angry, but he was also shocked to find that he was walking in this majestic manner, but the guards around him seemed to be unable to see him at all.

They walked all the way to the gate of the prison smoothly. When they were about to go out, Li Wenfeng suddenly bumped into the iron gate with his feet, and there was a muffled sound. Then two people came out of the duty room. Nothing unusual was found, so he went back soon.

This made Li Wenfeng heave a sigh of relief, and it wasn't until he walked out of the door and was stuffed into a car not far away that he realized that there were actually two people beside him instead of one.

"Shut up, now is not the time for you to talk."

After speaking, Li Wenfeng was put on a hood, and then he only felt the car shaking non-stop, and it lasted for about half an hour before it came to a complete stop.

When he was taken off his headgear, he found that he had come to a large warehouse, which should have been vacant for a long time, and it was dirty everywhere, and there was a person sitting on one of his steps, because the environment was relatively dark Well, Li Wenfeng couldn't tell what he looked like at all, he just felt that he was not too tall and he was wearing short sleeves.

"You are Li Wenfeng?"

The man spoke, Li Wenfeng subconsciously responded, and then the man continued: "Do you know Sun Ming? Sun Ming."

Sun Ming was Li Wenfeng's B-rank brother, but after that night, the B-rank brother went crazy and died for no apparent reason. Li Wenfeng felt something was wrong when he heard it, and quickly denied it: "I don't know... I don't know... ..."

As soon as the words fell, he felt a huge pain in his left hand. He instinctively tried to cover it, but found that three fingers had disappeared from his left hand.

"Give you a little more time to think about it."

The pain made Li Wenfeng scream, but the next moment he felt that his ears were gone, and blood gushed out all over his neck. The pain and fear were intertwined, and he almost fainted.

"I don't like people screaming." The man continued, "Be quiet."

Li Wenfeng sat slumped on the ground and covered his ears. He just wanted to escape from this ghostly place quickly.

"Tell me what happened that night."

Faced with such a problem, Li Wenfeng dared not say nothing, so he told all the encounters that day and the ins and outs related to it, and it was very detailed, without missing any remaining details.

"Oh? It looks like a Grade A superpower." The man smiled after hearing this: "You remember the phone number and name correctly, right? I don't like to kill innocent people indiscriminately."

Li Wenfeng nodded quickly, saying that it was impossible for him to remember wrongly.

And at the next moment, his body suddenly stopped, and then he was cut into countless pieces as if he was thrown into a meat grinder, each piece was evenly thick and about the size of a fingernail.

Because the operation was completed in an instant, when Li Wenfeng's head fell to the ground, he could even blink his eyes...

"Oh, I'm sorry. I lied to you. Killing innocent people indiscriminately is the most interesting thing." The man laughed, then got up and led his men to walk around the ground of minced meat slowly.

(End of this chapter)