Chapter 89 Performing Fireball for Everyone



First day of school.

The person responsible for teaching them how to practice was Xiao Jue's master Feng Qing.

People of his generation all have the character "Feng" in their names, so she now also has a code name, Feng Yan.

According to Yi Yuehua, he thought of her covered face when he named her.

He hoped she would never care too much about her face.

Although she still doesn't know what her face looks like now.

But whether it's face or not is not the point at all.

The point is, Feng Qing in front of him had a solemn expression, and judging from his appearance, he was the type of person who was extremely stern.

His cultivation level should be at the early stage of Nascent Soul.

But no matter how high your cultivation level is, it is not the point.

The point is, as soon as he saw his appearance, Di Yange thought of his former head teacher.

Someone who can be scolded for hours if they make the slightest mistake.

She still can't forget that nagging voice.

So, she immediately sat up seriously, no longer as nonchalant as she was at the beginning.

Xiao Jue glanced at her and snorted disdainfully.

"Yun Jue, get up."

Feng Qingshen glanced at Xiao Jue with displeasure.

"What are you humming? Don't think you're powerful just because you're in the middle stage of the Golden Core. Your Golden Core foundation is very poor. With your current Golden Core, you'll die directly from the Nascent Soul Tribulation."

"...And all you have to do is listen carefully to my teachings and work hard to stabilize your golden core. This process may be tedious, and you will need to put in more effort than other disciples."

"...You disciples are the worst group I have ever taught. I hope you can all pass the assessment. I forgot to tell you that those who fail the assessment will be expelled from the sect."

Everyone suddenly became nervous and wanted to speak, but looking at Feng Qing, they did not dare to speak. Only Di Yange was a little excited.

However, Feng Qing added, "Everyone here, except Feng Yan, must pass the assessment before they can stay."

“…”

Now, another wave of hatred has been attracted.

And Di Yan Ge Ren was numb.

She really has it hard.

"Now, let me explain the benefits of spiritual roots and bloodlines for cultivation, as well as the wonderful uses of basic techniques. Although basic techniques are of little use in the later stages, they are still very useful in the early stages. You must listen carefully..."

Feng Qing was speaking very seriously and responsibly, and all the disciples were listening attentively, some even taking out pen and paper to take notes.

Even Xiao Jue was listening attentively.

Only Di Yange was listening there, feeling drowsy.

Because she has been studying this basic technique for several years, as for this practice...

She repaired it and broke it, and she didn't know how many times she had done that.

Now, whenever she closed her eyes, her body would instinctively practice there.

Just then, after listening to Feng Qing's voice, she began to feel drowsy.

Seeing this, Feng Qing wanted to throw a water ball to Di Yange to wake him up.

But who made her a junior of the same generation?

So when facing other disciples, Feng Qing was ruthless. As long as they sat in a way that was not to his liking, he would throw a water ball at them. Especially Xiao Jue, he was even more ruthless.

There is no other way. He must set a good example for his apprentice and prove that he is not biased at all.

Feng Qing glanced at Di Yan Ge who was still drowsy. This one was not included.

Di Yange was finally awakened by Jin Laifeng's disciples.

When I woke up, everyone was gone.

Finally, she was sent back to Yuemiao Peak by Jinlai Peak's disciples.

For the next few days, Di Yange repeated these days.

But she was not idle either.

Soon she learned from the disciples that the new beauty was called Feng Ximeng, the eldest princess of Nan Yao Kingdom, and she was extremely talented.

Although Feng Ximeng’s master is called Fengyue, she is a woman.

Forget it, never mind.

It is said that there must be a supporting female character around the heroine, and now there is another heroine.

By then, the crisis will be tripled, which is really exciting to think about.

"Junior Brother Feng Yan, you get up first."

Feng Qing was finally angered by this unlearned junior fellow apprentice.

In their Xianlai Sect, there has never been a disciple who is so ignorant and incompetent.

Not only was she unlearned, but she was also either dozing off or looking at the new female apprentices with lustful eyes while he was teaching.

It's been several days, and there has been no improvement. He is simply a scum of the sect.

For Yu Fengqing, Xianlai Sect is definitely the first priority.

Even his life is not as important as the Xianlai Sect.

Therefore, he must discipline this kind of scum in the sect.

Di Yange stood up nervously.

"Brother Feng Qing, I really haven't slept. I've been listening to your teachings the entire time. Really."

"Then Junior Brother, please demonstrate the magic of Fireball."

"Fireball???"

When he heard it was Fireball, Di Yange breathed a sigh of relief.

This is her strong point after all.

Di Yange was afraid that Feng Qing would preach to her, so she quickly released a fireball.

Try your best to make the fireball bigger.

But in an instant, the fireball, which was originally the size of a fist, had grown to the width of an adult man, and it was still growing...

The fireball was red with purple in it, and everyone present felt the heat wave coming directly from the fireball. Many people who had no cultivation even had their hair singed.

Even Feng Qing felt that the fireball was a little too big.

Is this a fireball released by a novice disciple?

"Okay, you can take it back."

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