A teacher with zero training in the Hanging Class

At the entrance of the principal's office, the principal looked at Zhu Jue's receding back with a worried look on his face.

"Since this has happened, and the Saint Lady hasn't killed him yet, then according to the rules of the Heaven and Earth Sect, the Saint Lady must get married... For Zhu Jue, it's a good thing to be alive, but marrying the Saint Lady... may not be a good thing. After all, the Heaven and Earth Sect is now..."

Shaking his head and sighing slightly, the principal turned back to the principal's office.

At this time, Zhu Jue, who was far away, was confused by what the principal said. He really didn't understand what the principal meant. He just saw a man going to the toilet, but he ended up talking about whether he was lucky or not, and even his life was in danger.

This is too weird.

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In room 10 of the single room area on campus.

Mu Jiuge protected the clothes on his chest with his hands while pulling all the curtains in the room.

After confirming that the room he was in was completely isolated from the outside world, he slowly took off his burnt shirt.

As the shirt fell off, his flawless skin, as white as jade, was exposed to the air. There were many layers of white bandages wrapped around his chest, which was a helpless move he made to conceal his gender.

Hiss...

The white bandages were untied layer by layer, and as more and more white bandages fell on the ground, the female body characteristics began to become more and more obvious.

At this time, it is more appropriate to call "he" "she".

Mu Jiuge, she was originally a woman.

After taking off all the male clothes, Mu Jiuge walked to the cabinet beside the bed and took out a set of pink pajamas full of girlishness and put them on herself.

Without the bandages on her chest, she felt much more relaxed instantly. She stretched her body and fell on the bed with a slightly tired look on her face.

"It's a close call. I almost got exposed today."

Recalling the scene in the teaching building before, Mu Jiuge couldn't help but sighed with relief.

Fortunately, Zhu Jue didn't find out that she was a woman.

But this is not the point. The point is that since Zhu Jue still thinks she is a boy, it means that Zhu Jue did not see her body at that time.

Otherwise, with her identity as the saint of Tiandimen and the rules of Tiandimen, as long as a man sees her body, she will have only two choices, either to kill the man with her own hands or to marry him.

But since Zhu Jue did not see her body, this matter has nothing to do with whether she kills Zhu Jue or not, let alone whether she marries Zhu Jue.

After lying on the bed for a while, Mu Jiuge walked to the desk beside the bed with some fatigue, opened the drawer, and took out six white beads from it.

She placed the six white beads on the desk, and the position of each bead seemed to have been carefully adjusted. Then she used a piece of black carbon stone to draw several lines on the table, connecting the six beads separately, and merged into a strange pattern.

Finally, she placed one of her hands in the middle of the pattern, and as her hand fell, a ball of white light immediately jumped out of the pattern. In the light, there is a transparent water droplet floating in the air. Compared with the volume of this ball of white light, this water droplet is as small as a grain of sand.

"If this continues, when can I reshape my Dao heart? When can I return to the sect to avenge my senior sister..."

Staring at this tiny water droplet, Mu Jiuge suddenly felt a huge sense of powerlessness in her heart.

Since she closed her cultivation yesterday and began to reshape her Dao heart, she has been refining this water droplet almost every moment, but after a day of hard work, the water droplet has not changed at all.

According to the practice she practiced, this ball of white light is the final shape of the Dao heart, but the water droplet in the light is the essence of the Dao heart. In order to reshape the Dao heart, she must completely refine the water droplet to the same size as the light ball, and finally merge the water droplet with the light to practice the practice to the great perfection.

Before the practice is practiced to the great perfection, if she uses the true qi and affects the Dao heart, then all the previous efforts will be wasted and the practice will be invalidated.

And her cultivation will also stop.

"How many years will it take to rebuild the Dao Heart with this ordinary body... By then, what will the Tiandi Sect be squeezed into, and what kind of crisis will the master and others face..."

When she thought that the day of rebuilding her Dao Heart was far away, Mu Jiuge's heart was filled with bitterness and grief, but she was powerless to do anything about it.

Standing in front of the table for a long time, Mu Jiuge's beautiful face showed a trace of determination. She couldn't be so depressed.

The body of the senior sister was still warm, the sect was facing oppression, and the enemy was still chasing her all over the continent. Everything depended on her own...

Sitting cross-legged on the bed, Mu Jiuge practiced the technique again.

In this state where she couldn't use the true qi, she refined the water droplets for a day and was really tired now, but she didn't dare to stop.

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Gradually, it was late at night.

Zhu Jue lay on the sofa in his office, looking at the ceiling of the office, tossing and turning but couldn't fall asleep.

It’s not that he wasn’t sleepy, but because he was a man who had lost his memory and was in a completely unfamiliar world, the confusion and uneasiness in his heart made it difficult for him to fall asleep.

He seemed quite normal during the day, but as an adult, who would easily show his negative emotions in front of others?

He also felt a little hesitant during the day, but now when it was late at night, that feeling was like being dug up by a Jedi, and it was completely released in his heart.

In fact, this feeling of hesitation and uneasiness is ultimately a kind of loneliness. This is not a group loneliness, but a personal spiritual loneliness.

He has no shortage of people who can talk, but he lacks people like him.

No one can really understand him, and he doesn't understand himself. He is extremely confused about everything in his past. There is even a saying that suits him now, that is, he himself can't feel whether he is by his side.

As the night got deeper and quieter, Zhu Jue's inner uneasiness gradually turned into an inexplicable restlessness. He really didn't want to lie here. He opened the door of the office and prepared to take a walk to calm his mood.

Last night, he stood alone on the balcony, staring at the strange moon in the sky for three hours, and finally lay back on the bed to rest.

It was now 1:30 in the middle of the night, and the campus was already very quiet.

Although this was a cultivation academy, and the students who were cultivators were very energetic, there was a cultivation tower in the school, and the energetic students would go there to practice, and they had no time to run out for a stroll at night.

On the spacious road of the campus, only Zhu Jue was walking slowly under the moon.

Looking at the quiet night, Zhu Jue's restlessness gradually dissipated, and his eyes began to become blank. At this moment, his mind was full of fantasies about what kind of person he was before, what he had done, and what kind of people he had come into contact with?

Did he chase the girl he had a crush on when he was young? Does he have his own little dream? Or is he just a complete salted fish? He didn't have the courage to confess to the girl he liked, but in the end he achieved nothing?

As he walked, he unknowingly came to the single room area for students. Looking at the locked door and two uncles sitting at the door, he knew that the management of this cultivation academy was also very strict.

Because there were two uncles at the door, Zhu Jue didn't want to stay here for long. He just wanted a quiet place alone.

Just when Zhu Jue turned around and prepared to leave, he suddenly saw a familiar figure at the gate of the single room area. He stopped not far away because this person was his student-Qin Yanran.

As expected, she was a lady from the Qin family. She was rich and it was normal for her to live in the single room area.

Qin Yanran walked to the gate of the single room area. She was carrying a blue backpack, wearing a blue mask on her face, and wearing jeans and a white shirt.

When an uncle saw Qin Yanran was going out, he asked her to write down the class name and purpose of the trip in her notebook. After all, even in the cultivation academy, students' safety issues must be strictly monitored.

"Don't hang out outside for too long as a girl." An uncle took back his notebook and took a look, then reminded her and opened the door for Qin Yanran.

After hearing what the old man said, Zhu Jue glanced at Qin Yanran not far away. It seemed that she was about to leave the school.

Because Zhu Jue was standing in an inconspicuous position, and it was still dark, Qin Yanran, a cultivator in the third level of Qi Condensation, did not have any spiritual perception and did not realize that her head teacher was watching her there.

Seeing Qin Yanran walking away, Zhu Jue frowned slightly. He suddenly remembered that at noon today, two gangsters dared to do evil in broad daylight. In the middle of the night, wouldn’t the gangsters be arrogant?

He decided to follow Qin Yanran.

After all, Qin Yanran was his student, and a student with severe depression. If something happened outside the school, she might commit suicide on the spot.

Zhu Jue followed Qin Yanran out of the school gate. The strange thing was that Qin Yanran didn’t even look back along the way. Zhu Jue couldn’t help but sigh that his student’s safety awareness was too poor.

After leaving the school gate, except for a deep street opposite the college, on both sides of the school and behind the college, there are bustling cities with heavy traffic.

Qin Yanran did not go to the deep street opposite. After leaving the school gate, she walked all the way to the south. There are many high-rise buildings in the south. Even though it is late at night, there are still many young men and women playing in the night market and various entertainment venues.

Qin Yanran's pace is neither fast nor slow, and Zhu Jue does not follow her too closely.

Zhu Jue looked at the night view along the way, just to relax himself, and did not realize that he was like a hooligan who followed a girl with bad intentions.

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