I, the son of Yang Guo, abducted Zhang Sanfeng across the heavens

In the next month, the Wild Temple was in a state of chaos.

"Wang Zhuanghu! You don't do your homework!" Yang Gui's roar came from the classroom.

"No, teacher, I forgot to bring it." A two-meter-four strong man stood up awkwardly, quibbling like a little girl in front of Yang Gui.

"Fart, if you didn't bring it, you didn't write it!"

Yang Gui slapped a stack of homework books on the podium, "Stand at the door and listen. I'll find your sect leader tomorrow!"

"Ah, please don't, teacher." Wang Zhuanghu looked blank, "How many days has it been since our sect leader died."

"What nonsense are you talking about? You Ghost King Sect disciples are the ones with the most problems these days. You waste so much time just digging the Ghost King's grave every day. You can dig it for me right after school. Do you hear me?"

Yang Gui was so heartbroken and crazy that the Ghost King Sect Master who was affected by the Immortal Killing Sword originally had only seven days to live, but he died not long after returning to the Wilderness Temple.

But later, when he was giving basic lessons to the disciples of the Demon Sect, the disciples of the Ghost King Sect did not do their homework, skipped class, beat their classmates, and wanted to invite the sect leader. Yang Gui actually asked the disciples of the Ghost King Sect to dig out the Ghost King from his grave and use the Sacred Heart Jue resurrects him.

He scolded the resurrected ghost king, and then asked the ghost king to beat his disciple, and then beat him to death again and buried him again.

Is this what people do?
Yang Gui said plausibly: "I saved Qiu Wangyu because I have a friendship with him, but I have no friendship with the Ghost King. He is already dead, and I just restored him to the state before waking him up. Is this reasonable?"

With just this move, no one in the entire demon sect dared to confront the teacher.

The disciples of the Demon Cult all exclaimed, What kind of Demon Cult are we? Compared with Wudang, we are just saints.

What kind of demonic sect can do such underworld operations?

In the past month, the Ghost King has been living and dying, and has been tortured unspeakably.Every time he was woken up, he would hit a disciple with a blaster on his head and use a magic weapon to smash several disciples into pulp.

Then Yang Gui resurrected them.

"Want to die to avoid doing homework? There is no way!"

Suddenly, Yang Gui frightened everyone in the Demon Sect. Seeing Yang Gui's legs become weak, they wanted to kneel down and kowtow to him, becoming the biggest inner demon in the Demon Sect's heart.

The entire demon sect, under Yang Gui's high pressure, entered a crazy involution mode.I start reading early every day before dawn, have self-study classes at night, and stay up all night to do my homework. The next day, before the rooster crows, I have to get up and go to class again.

"Come on, today's homework is to finish this chapter of "One Lesson, One Exercise" after class, do pages 89-134 of "Unit Exercises", and recite "Basic Principles of the Generation and Operation of Magic Power". In class tomorrow, I will check "Exercise" "Safety precautions when using equipment" Understand the situation and get out of class!"

Following Yang Gui's order, more than 2000 people fled as fast as they could for their lives.

"Ah~" Yang Gui sighed happily, "That's right. You have to let them all roll up. Just meditate and practice by yourself every day. How can that be done? You can't cultivate talents!"

Qiu Wangyu kept nodding beside him: "Yes, yes, everything you said is correct and true."

He once couldn't stand it and wanted to suggest reducing the burden to Yang Gui, but Yang Gui forced him to go to class together. In that class, Qiu Wangyu never dared to speak more.

Anyway, he doesn't have to go to class, and he is no longer the leader of the cult. If you are a dead Taoist friend and not a poor Taoist, let them go to their deaths.

At this moment, Zhang Sanfeng came over with a stack of corrected papers and placed them in front of Yang Gui.

"It's almost there. Basically, more than [-]% will pass. It should be able to keep up with the pace of our first-year courses."

"Okay." Yang Gui nodded and called Qiu Wangyu, "Xiao Qiu, what are you talking about? Go tell those who failed the exam."

"Increase the workload for them?" Qiu Wangyu was excited subconsciously.

"No, no, no, tell them that they have been eliminated. From today on, they don't have to attend classes with us. They can do homework together and play whatever they want." Yang Gui pulled out the failed paper from below. Pass it to Qiu Wangyu.

"Master Yang, they are all members of the Demon Cult, and some have joined the Demon Cult since childhood."

Qiu Wangyu has now resigned as the leader of the cult and considers himself a member of the Wudang Clan. When talking about his former unit, he unscrupulously calls it "the devil's sect." "Do you really expect them to have any sense of shame to promote self-consciousness?"

"What kind of shame, stimulate self-consciousness, Xiaoqiu, you still have to learn. Think about it, after a year, when your first-year classmates who have returned from Wudang can easily beat them with a stretched out hand, What will happen?"

"Ah, this..." Qiu Wangyu thought for a while and said, "The weak will eat the strong, and the fittest will survive."

"Look, you are wrong. Let me tell you, at that time, both those who have been eliminated and those who have returned from exchange studies will start to feel anxious. Those who are anxious about being eliminated will lose their competitiveness in the road. From a strong person To the point where someone will knock you over as soon as you reach out;"

Yang Gui earnestly asked: "What about after studying? Seeing that there will be such a big gap after just one year of not studying, will he be afraid that one day he will not study and will be far behind? By then, they themselves will It will roll up.”

"So that's it. Master Yang's good intentions are really admirable!" Qiu Wangyu really thought that Yang Gui was a good person. He felt a surge of admiration from the bottom of his heart, but was shattered by Yang Gui's next words.

"Wrong again. When the time comes, we will circulate a few more slogans, such as 'Don't let your life lose at the starting line', 'Work hard for a hundred days, I will go to undergraduate school' and the like, tsk tsk tsk, they will be even more anxious. ”

Yang Gui put his hands behind his back and looked at the sky in the distance, as if he saw an extremely involuted future:

"When the time comes when you Qiu Wangyu opens an extracurricular tutoring class as a non-staff member of Wudang, and claims that he has the real questions of Wudang's college entrance examination, and can provide them with detailed explanations, you say, we must not make crazy money!"

Qiu Wangyu looked at Yang Gui with a twitching face, unable to calm down for a long time.It took 10 minutes before he came back to his senses and gave Yang Gui a thumbs up, "Master Yang, it's true, the devil's sect only has fun. When it comes to exterminating humanity, it depends on you, Wudang."

"Hey, you're rewarded, you're rewarded." Yang Gui said happily as if he was praised: "When the time comes, our Wudang will crack down on a wave of black cram schools like yours, publicly stating that extracurricular tutoring is not allowed, and severely punishing those caught, you Guess what?”

"Then...they don't dare to come to class anymore." Qiu Wangyu said tentatively.

"Of course I am more anxious. There are more people sneaking into cram schools. If you don't let them make up classes, they will still scold you for being the eighteenth generation of your ancestors!"

Yang Gui shook his head and patted Qiu Wangyu on the shoulder, "Hey, you didn't answer a single question correctly tonight. Xiao Qiu, you better study more. Otherwise, if you continue like this, how can I trust the principal of the cram school?" Will I leave my position to you?" "You'd better not give it to me." Qiu Wangyu waved his hand and refused, "Although I come from a demon sect, I'm not as bad as you."

At this moment, there was a sudden noise outside.

"what happened?"

As if seeing the great savior, Qiu Wangyu quickly ran away from Yang Gui and ran to the front.

His magic weapon, the Heavenly Demon Banner, was chopped into pieces by Tian Chengzi using Zhu Xian on Qingyun Mountain. Without the magic weapon, he was temporarily unable to fly.

But with his strength comparable to that of the Tai Chi Xuan Qing Dao Tai Qing realm, even if he runs on two legs, he can fly faster than most demon sect disciples flying with their swords.

"Teach me...that Mr. Qiu,"

The disciple who was casually caught by Qiu Wangyu happened to be from Changsheng Hall. He had called Qiu Wangyu for so many years, but he couldn't change his words for a while, "The people from Qingyun Sect are coming to kill!"

"What?" Qiu Wangyu said in shock: "Qingyun Sect, kill our Savage Temple?"

"That's right." The disciple didn't know why Qiu Wangyu was shocked. "The leader of the group is extremely profound. He holds a green sword and has killed many of our brothers. Now they are all running over to support us."

"Oh, I understand, go ahead." Qiu Wangyu let go of his hand and said, "Tell the brothers in the sect that life is the first priority, and the rest doesn't matter. With me and two real people here, Qingyun Sect cannot afford to overthrow it. sky."

"Yes!"

The disciples of the Changsheng Hall nodded excitedly. The leader's demeanor of looking down on the world was still heart-wrenching.

He didn't know that before Qiu Wangyu looked down on the world, he could only be regarded as ignorant of the heights of the sky. But now he looked down on the world, and that was really called...a fox pretending to be a tiger.

"Two real men, it's not good! The Qingyun Sect is coming to kill you!" Qiu Wangyu ran back to the main hall and reported to Yang Gui and Zhang Sanfeng.

"Kill them as long as they come. We are not from the Demon Sect. The Qingyun Sect can't kill us." Yang Gui was grading yesterday's homework very calmly.

"No, they are coming!" Qiu Wangyu was a little dumbfounded. This was different from what he imagined.If anyone dares to offend and attack the territory of an expert like you, he obviously doesn't take you seriously and offends your power. You should go out and kill him at that time.

"Yes, they're here to kill you. Don't you break away from the Demon Cult? It's okay. Don't be afraid." Yang Gui still lowered his head to correct his homework. Zhang Sanfeng didn't take it seriously. He was preparing lessons with a book nearby, "If you're worried, wait a minute. They are here, Lao Yang and I can testify for you."

Qiu Wangyu had no choice but to go down again to find out the news.

From the mouth of the disciples, Qiu Wangyu learned that the Qingyun Sect did not come out in full force, but only a few young disciples came. Three of them were setting fires everywhere, and one was holding a divine sword and fighting in the front.

"Huh, okay, okay." Qiu Wangyu let out a long breath. He thought that the Qingyun Sect was full of people, and Tian Chengzi came to the door with the Zhuxian Sword. "Why, Qinglong, the God of Poison, even you are alarmed Already?"

"The momentum they created is quite big, we have to get out." The Poison God nodded, "Teach...Brother Qiu, although you have resigned as the leader and joined Wudang, for the sake of our friendship over so many years, why don't you still help handle?"

"I won't go, and I advise you not to go either. This is just making a fool of yourself. The people in Qingyun Sect are a bit smart." Qiu Wangyu was not the other idiots from the Demon Sect who lost their ability to think when they panicked. He calmly judged the Qingyun disciples' intention.

"Killing and injuring the sect members is not the result they want at all. How can a mere four or five young disciples kill people in the Demon Cult Headquarters? Even the Wudang disciples can barely do it now, unless the two real people inside do it themselves. "

"You mean..." Although the Poison God is not as scheming as the Ghost King, he is still a thief when he is too old to die. He is also full of bad intentions and quickly sensed something was wrong. "There are still people secretly trying to take this opportunity. Destroy the iconic objects of our holy religion to undermine the prestige of our holy religion?”

"Yeah. I just don't know whether it's the Madonna's Lecture Hall or the statue of Our Lady of Pluto in the main hall." Qiu Wangyu nodded.

Just as Qiu Wangyu finished speaking, there was another loud "bang" in front of him, and he saw several halls collapse, huge sword energy roared up, and green light pillars could be seen in the distance inside the main hall.

"It's useless to see through it," Poison God smiled bitterly upon seeing this, "The enemy is really not weak, and our manpower may not be able to contain it, so I'll go first."

"You guys can go too." Qiu Wangyu looked at the four holy envoys, "I'm here in the main hall, no problem."

"Okay." Qinglong nodded and rushed out with the other three people.

The main entrance of the Savage Temple.The green sword light galloped horizontally, and Wan Jian's long body went straight in. In an instant, everyone saw the sword light covering the sky, rolling in like a huge flood.

"retreat!"

A member of the Demon Cult shouted, and most of them took half a step back, using a ladder-like defense to block the Dragon-Slaying Sword.

No matter how powerful the dragon-slaying sword was, it would be difficult to penetrate so many layers of defense. The so-called powerful crossbow could not penetrate Lu Zhen. By the time the green sword light fell into the crowd of demon sect members, it was already vulnerable to a blow.

A member of the Demon Cult stretched out his hand and crushed the sword light, and said with a ferocious smile: "Little thief, you are very courageous. You dare to attack the main entrance of our temple alone. Please stay here today!"

"The clown, one of my ten thousand swords is enough to defeat the devil!"

Wan Jianyi's expression did not change at all, he was still full of fighting spirit and excited.The fairy sword in his hand lit up again, and the green light was like a sea hanging upside down, rolling toward the man's head.

The man was startled and jumped back into the formation. The green light of the Dragon-Slaying Sword was blocked again.

Wan Jianyi was sweating profusely.He secretly complained in his heart, how could these demon sect members become so different in just one month? If the demon sect members on Qingyun Mountain had such qualities, I am afraid that the Qingyun Sect would not be able to sustain them in that battle. Reinforcements arrived in Wudang.

He originally planned to cut a path with his sword and rush into the main hall to attract the attention of Cangsong. Now it seems that if he doesn't take any action, he may be trapped and die here.

"Cut the ghosts and gods!"

Ten thousand swords roared loudly, and the human sword merged into one, like a green dragon rushing straight up into the nine heavens. Even in the face of countless well-trained demon sect members, they dared to go upstream.

The wind was surging and the clouds were changing. The green light rushed up like a roaring mountain and a tsunami. With an unruly madness that disrespected the sky and was not afraid of ghosts and gods, it broke through the defense circle of the people in the demon sect. (End of chapter)