The gloomy and crazy Master is drooling over me

After leaving the thatched cottage, Yu Mian followed the instructions on the sign on his waist, headed towards the bluestone steps in the forest, and walked through the shadows under the treetops.

The forest leaves are symphoning, rustling, the round leaves are falling, and the footsteps are making light sounds.

This mountain road is too difficult to walk on.

She trotted with her heavy bag on her back, and finally saw a school at the end of the forest road. On it were two solemn and ancient characters "Fu Tang".

A loud bell rang.

Yu Mian hurried his pace. It was the three o'clock bell for the start of class. If he was late, he would be late!

This damn author can’t be a student! ?

Cultivating immortals also involves the same things as going to school.

It hurt her so much!

During the class, a ray of spiritual light fell outside the door, and a young elder wearing the Taoist robe of the Wangxian Sect landed on the ground. The door of the class opened without wind, and a group of young disciples who had been recruited in recent years held their breath and concentrated.

This is Elder Lingfu, a powerful man who has achieved the late Golden Core stage through the art of talismans before the age of 200.

Ling Fu glanced at the disciples sitting below her with a calm expression, "You are all new disciples, just beginning to familiarize yourself with the immortal texts..."

At the back door, a young girl carrying a large cloth bag was crouching and trying to sneak through. Almost at the same time, the last bell rang.

Yu Mian felt bitter inside, as she didn't know the way. She hurried and hurried until she arrived before the third bell rang.

"Elder! This is my first time attending class and I am not familiar with the environment." Yu Mian admitted her mistake obediently, and the eyes of the disciples around her were all focused on her.

Ling Fu just glanced and said nothing.

Yu Mian understood what was happening and found a seat at the back. Fortunately, his new body had not been poisoned by electronic products and his eyesight was excellent. Otherwise, according to his eyes in his previous life, he would not be able to distinguish between humans and animals beyond five meters.

As soon as I sat down, I heard whispers around me.

"Hey, you are very brave. You dare to be late for Elder Lingfu's class." The other party was a chubby little boy with some faint wrinkles on his face and slightly pointed canine teeth.

Yu Mian could tell at a glance that he was not a human.

She didn't know how to answer, but when she heard Elder Lingfu, she reflexively recalled the plot.

In the middle period of the heroine's life, she took in an injured young demon lord. When a series of shameful incidents occurred with him, she was seen by Elder Lingfu. The young demon lord wanted to catch her on the spot and have a threesome with her.

Ling Fu was unwilling, but the young master of the demon clan had already set up a secret formation to threaten the disciples of Fu Tang. Ling Fu had no choice but to feed the demon with her body and eventually died in a self-detonation.

This nt plot left her with a deep memory of Elder Lingfu.

He is a respectable teacher.

Yu Mian fixed his gaze on the bookish woman on the stage. She had her hair tied in a bun, like a scholar in ancient times. Her long hair fell down from behind her cloth hat, bringing with it a green hairband.

His features are delicate and gentle, making people feel like a bamboo, tall, elegant and unique.

Yu Mian sighed, the male protagonist Mo Ye really deserves to die!

She whispered to Fat Tiger next to her, "This is my first time here, I'm not familiar with the road."

But I found that Fat Tiger was sitting upright and his attitude became serious.

When he raised his eyes, he met Ling Fu's clear and meaningful gaze.

oh ho...

Yu Mian: Help, she is really not a bad kid!

"I just drew the word 'water'. Please show it to me, disciple." Ling Fu placed the green bamboo ruler in her hand on Yu Mian's empty desk. The pressure from being dominated by the head teacher increased dramatically.

"…Yes!"

Yu Mian quickly prepared the pen, ink, paper and inkstone, and his eyes fell on a word floating in the air on the stage, which seemed to be made of water.

When she saw the word for the first time, she felt an endless stream of water vapor blowing towards her, cooling her to the bone. Then there was the roaring of majestic rivers and seas, and the sound of cool water rang in her ears.

The simple word "water" contains all things in the universe, and all things need its nourishment to grow.

Yu Mian felt a clear torrent rushing into his heart.

"water."

She controlled the shape of the torrent at the tip of her pen. The ink had not yet completely soaked in, and the forked tip of the pen was still used to draw patterns on the yellow paper smoothly.

As the pen tip finished its last stroke, the pattern on the paper that was originally stained by ink instantly turned into water marks, and the table top was wet.

Yu Mian quickly stood up and hugged the papers beside him into his arms.

The area around the table suddenly became like a water curtain cave, with water curtains pouring down.

!

There is really water!

A circle of heads gathered around and said, "Water is really coming out!"

"I thought only the elders could write something to this effect, hehe..."

"Elder Lingfu, what should we do?!" She watched in panic as the yellow paper, which was totally unscientific, became soaked and continued to spread.

Ling Fu tapped the bamboo ruler, and the yellow paper on the table dried up instantly, and the water curtain on the table disappeared as well, as if it had evaporated naturally.

Her eyes fell on Yu Mian, with a hint of admiration. A ray of light hit Yu Mian's waist badge, wanting to see which elder's disciple this was.

"good…"

"You are...Uncle Huaici's disciple?!" Her originally calm eyes were suddenly filled with shock and a hint of imperceptible emotion.

Yu Mian was so anxious that his toes were about to touch the ground. How famous was his master? No matter where he went, people would be shocked.

Yes, it’s hard not to remember this snake woman.

She answered truthfully: "My master is the master of Yufu Mountain."

Ling Fu's originally satisfied expression disappeared, and she nodded slightly and said, "Not bad, but you need to work harder."

She turned away, ready to say the next word.

Yu Mian sat back in his seat in a depressed mood. Fat Tiger, who had just been sitting upright beside him, came over again and said, "Venerable Huaici, just hearing your Taoist name makes me feel that he cares about the people. Is your master particularly gentle?"

"I'm so envious. My master is the Lord Lu, the master of Fuyao Mountain. He has many disciples and doesn't have much time to discipline us."

The envy in his tone didn't sound fake, but it was like a sharp knife stabbing Yu Mian's heart.

Gentleness, the gentleness that scared her and wanted to eat her?

If you don’t have time to discipline, isn’t that just letting your child do what he wants?

She begged that scumbag woman not to climb into bed with her.

Yu Mian listened to his Versailles talk with a depressed look on his face, saying that Deer Venerable only gave him a storage bag and didn't care much about him, and that Deer Venerable said he would give him guidance once a month...

Those were things she couldn't get.

She made up something, "Oh, yes, yes, yes..." and then turned away and ignored the fat tiger.

I can't really say bad things about her. According to that evil snake's connections, if I say it now, I'll be eaten when I go back today.

In the classroom, just after finishing talking about the word "water", Elder Lingfu began to talk about "fire".

Fire is a state of energy release and is not a substance. Flames bring light and cooked food to human beings and coexist with human civilization, but they essentially rely on nature.

Yu Mian looked at the word "fire" twisting violently hidden in the flame.

My memory was instantly brought back to the scene when I was a child in the countryside, warming myself by the fire and cooking with my grandmother by the stove. At that time, the fire was warm with the crackling sound of pine wood.

She picked up the pen like a child, "drawing" the picture in the child's heart on the paper, with graceful brushstrokes and a consistent flow.

A warm but not scorching fire rose at the back table, attracting attention again.

Fat Tiger was the first to stick his head over. He looked at the ink stains on his paper, then at Yu Mian's flames that had begun to dance freely.

"Can you please teach me how to draw this?" He didn't think he had drawn it wrong.

They look almost the same, so why are they of no use to me?

Yu Mian himself didn’t know, but since he wrote down these two words, they seemed to be imprinted in his mind. The words were invisible, but the pen was full of spirit.

Whenever she wanted, she could pick up the pen and write down a few more "water, fire".

But there were only a few of them. After she finished writing the word "fire", she felt a little tired.

"I don't know either. I just feel that water is water and fire is fire, and I write it down as I pick up the pen." Yu Mian has learned it this time. He can put out the fire by simply disrupting the lines.

She picked up the ink and lightly tapped it, and a drop of ink fell in the center of the word "fire". The flame went out instantly, and Yu Mian also felt that the faint sense of loss of strength disappeared.

So the evolution of water and fire used her own energy? !

"Don't lie to me. I can exchange spiritual fruits with you. They are the specialty of our Fuyao Mountain." Fat Tiger took out two egg-sized fruits with green flame patterns on them from his storage bag.

Yu Mian was a little moved, but she really couldn't figure it out, so she could only express her feelings when she wrote those words.

“When I write, I feel like I am surrounded by flames, how they dance, how they move…it’s as if the fire is grabbing my hands and drawing a portrait on the paper.”

Fat Tiger listened attentively, and even the students at the tables in front and behind him pricked up their ears to listen.

As a result, Elder Lingfu slammed the table and warned, "Every cultivator has his own path of enlightenment. Don't steal others' knowledge, which will affect your future cultivation."

The students below immediately withdrew their ears.

Only Fat Tiger understood half of what he was saying. He kept saying, "When I think of water, it's water. When I think of fire, it's fire!"

He opened another piece of yellow paper and muttered, "Fire! Fire!"

boom!

A blazing flame shot up to the roof, and a fire dragon swept through, roaring and rushing out from the talisman paper. Ling Fu raised her hand and suppressed all the anger.

His entire face was left as if it had been burned by fire, incredibly black, even his eyebrows were burned off.

Panghu grinned, showing his eight white teeth: "I succeeded!"

Yu Mian was so frightened that he and his desk retreated! Retreat! Retreat!

This guy is too powerful. If he learns to use swords, spears, or halberds in the future, I will probably be injured by mistake.

Ling Fu did not show a happy expression, but used a cleansing spell to rush over, and a stream of water rushed over, restoring his appearance and said: "I just said that during the learning process, you cannot inject more than a trace of spiritual power."

"After class, practice a hundred times, and check after three days. If you fail, write a letter and give it to Venerable Yunlu."

Fat Tiger's happy face suddenly fell, and he said in a weak tone: "Yes."

After that, the courses became much more stable and there were no more problems.

With 12 years of experience in primary, secondary and high school education, Yu Mian is very good at finding the connections between studies. Today she learned the five elements of "gold, wood, water, fire and earth", and she completed them all very well.

After class, I thought I could pack up and go to the Wenxianshan cafeteria, but Elder Lingfu kept me back.

She hadn't eaten for almost twenty hours, and on an empty stomach, she took on a heavier workload than Fat Tiger's, which required her to practice each word a hundred times.

Yu Mian cried!

She wants to quit the sect!

She would rather not have such "preferential treatment"!