Chapter 100 Chen Fugui: The last lesson, as monks, why should we fear a fight to the death!
Los Angeles No. 1 Middle School.
"What happened? What's going on with that blood cloud?"
"I don't know. And how did the nursing school formation get triggered? Did some evil spirits enter the city?"
At this time, the students from the three schools who were gathered in No. 1 Middle School for the "College Entrance Examination Special Training" were alarmed when they saw the blood clouds in the distant sky and the suddenly activated nursing school formation around them.
You have to know that among this group of students, many of them experienced the Black Lotus Rebellion ten years ago when they were young.
Naturally, he knew very well how many tragic things happened in Luo City that night.
As a result, this sudden situation made many people recall the fear they felt at that time, and their faces became tense.
Just when many students were feeling terrified, a loud voice sounded in their ears.
"Students, please don't panic. For now, please go to the school building as soon as possible according to your class."
"Students from Second and Third Middle Schools please go to our school building as soon as possible according to your classes in your respective schools."
"I repeat once again, all students please go to the teaching building, all students please go to the teaching building..."
When the students, who were originally a little panicked, heard the words of Meng Chuanping, the principal of No. 1 Middle School, they came back to their senses.
Yes, the principal of No. 1 Middle School, Meng Chuanping, is a veteran Jindan-stage cultivator.
Even if the sky falls, there are still tall people to hold it up. What are they afraid of? Thinking of this, everyone felt much more at ease.
Afterwards, all students from No. 1 Middle School and other schools went to the teaching building of No. 1 Middle School to wait for further orders.
At the same time, on the rooftop of the teaching building of No. 1 Middle School.
The principal of No. 1 Middle School, Meng Chuanping, and more than a dozen foundation-building teachers were all gathered here.
They looked at the huge blood cloud floating in the distance, and everyone's face was filled with solemnity.
"Principal Meng, haven't you contacted the outside world yet?"
Hearing Li Youquan's words, Meng Chuanping held an eight-diagram compass in his right hand and shook his head helplessly.
"The secrets of this place have been blocked, and the scope is so large that it covers the three-kilometer radius of our school."
"Such a large formation is definitely not something that can be completed overnight."
"They must have been preparing for a long time and just launched the attack today."
"Do you know who did it?"
Meng Chuanping looked at Li Youquan, thought for a moment and said, "If what I guessed is correct, then it must be the evil demons in the Black Lotus Sect who are causing trouble."
"I have discussed countermeasures with your father before, but I never thought they would react so quickly. They took action directly before we could make any further arrangements."
Hearing that it was the Black Lotus Cult that was causing trouble, even the teachers felt inexplicably nervous.
It is true that everyone present is a cultivator in the Foundation Establishment Stage, and Meng Chuanping is even a Golden Core Stage cultivator.
But in the Black Lotus Rebellion ten years ago, more than ten Foundation Establishment cultivators died.
Even three Jindan stage cultivators died.
One of them is from the Black Lotus Sect, and two are from Los Angeles.
This shows how fierce the battle was that night.
The current situation cannot help but remind them of what happened ten years ago.
They couldn't help but worry about how things would develop.
You should know that Los Angeles No. 1 High School is the best university in Los Angeles.
The children who can study here are almost the most talented children in Los Angeles.
It is no exaggeration to say that they represent the future of Los Angeles.
If they were to be killed here, it would be an absolutely unbearable loss for Luocheng.
"Principal Meng, I'm not too worried about the school, but outside of school..."
Chen Fugui looked at the ordinary citizens outside the No. 1 Middle School campus who were also involved in the dispute, and spoke out with a heavy heart.
You have to know that because of Los Angeles No. 1 Middle School, the area surrounding the school is mostly residential buildings and some small vendors and shops.
Although it was noon, many people were leaving home for work or school.
But Chen Fugui conservatively estimated that there were definitely quite a few non-First Class people involved in this special formation, probably tens of thousands.
What is even more worrying is that most of these people are ordinary people who are powerless.
When they faced such a dangerous situation, their instinctive reaction was to run towards No. 1 Middle School.
Because only here is the safest! But this undoubtedly brings many hidden dangers to No. 1 Middle School.
Because they don’t know whether there are members of the Black Lotus Sect hiding among these people.
On one side is the safety of all teachers and students in the school, and on the other side is the safety of tens of thousands of innocent citizens.
Meng Chuanping only thought about it for a moment before finally making his choice.
"The biggest difference between us monks and the evil heretics is that we don't regard ourselves as beings above mortals."
"If we turn those people away today, what's the difference between us and the inhumane evil heretics?"
"My fellow Taoists, I will open a passage in the southeast, northwest, and northeast of the Five Directions Formation. It is up to you to decide whether to go out and rescue the citizens."
"As for the students...whether they become students first and monks later, or monks first and students later, it's up to them."
After saying that, Meng Chuanping flew into the air and began to control the Five Direction Formation with all his strength.
The next second, five square flags flew out of thin air and landed in the five directions of east, south, west, north and center on the campus of No. 1 Middle School.
The teachers present looked at each other, took a deep breath and walked into the teaching building.
Because they were confused about whether to go out to save people or hide in the school and wait for rescue from the outside.
No one has a clear idea in their mind, so we need to think carefully.
Los Angeles No. 1 Middle School, Class 32, Humanitarian Class.
Lu Chen sat at the back row of the classroom by the window, looking solemnly at the blood cloud in the distance that was getting closer and closer to the school, and no one knew what he was thinking in his heart.
Most people in the class gathered by the window at this time, nervously watching what was happening outside.
Although many of them have already experienced similar actual combat simulation exams.
But no matter how realistic a mock exam is, it is not real.
After all, it wouldn't matter if they died during the mock exam.
But in reality, when they die, they are really dead.
The difference in mentality between the two is incomparable.
"Teacher Chen!"
Just when the students were leaderless, Chen Fugui suddenly walked into the classroom.
He looked at the nervous eyes of his classmates, took a deep breath and walked directly to the podium, then shouted with full energy: "Students, class is about to begin!"
Everyone was stunned and looked at each other.
But when they saw the extremely serious expression on Chen Fugui's face, they finally sat back in their original seats obediently.
And because Lu Chen was in the humanitarian class, there were no other students from the other two Taoist schools in his class.
After all, ordinary students cannot meet the standards for "special training for the college entrance examination".
Therefore, most of the students who came to No. 1 Middle School this time were students from the Tiandao class and the Didao class.
Only a small number of students in the Humanitarian Class who experienced the Black Lotus Rebellion ten years ago would appear here by "coincidence".
On the podium, Chen Fugui looked at the uneasy expressions of his classmates, picked up the chalk with a serious face, and began to write two lines on the blackboard.
On one side is 'student first, then monk'.
On one side is 'first monks, then students'.
Chen Fugui put down the chalk and did not explain the two lines of words immediately.
Instead, he first talked about why he wanted to be a teacher at No. 1 Middle School.
"Classmates, I know you all call me Chen Bancheng in private, because my father, Chen Duojin, is the richest businessman in Los Angeles."
"As his only son, I can indeed be said to be the second richest person in the entire city of Los Angeles. The title of Half the City... is well deserved."
"But do you know that the identity that I recognize most in my life is not the so-called title of Half City, but my identity as a Foundation Establishment cultivator of the Immortal Alliance, because I have fought for it through my own efforts."
"I know you might say that if you were the son of the richest man, you could easily do what I'm talking about."
"At the end of the day I am still standing on my father's shoulders. There is nothing to be proud of."
"I will not deny this, because if it weren't for my father, I would be at most an ordinary cultivator in the Qi training stage."
"It is impossible to reach the foundation-building stage, and even more impossible to become a teacher in No. 1 Middle School."
"So for a while I have been wondering whether there is any meaning for me to be in the Foundation Establishment Stage. What else can I do in my life besides eating and waiting to die?"
"And this question had its answer ten years ago..."
As he spoke, Chen Fugui walked down from the podium with his fat body, came in front of the students, and inevitably took off his clothes.
I saw a centipede-like scar on his big belly, starting from the abdomen and spreading all the way to his chest.
Seeing such scars, the students all gasped, even the usually steady Lu Chen.
Because they really couldn't imagine how Chen Fugui could still be alive with such injuries.
After showing the wounds on his body, Chen Fugui put his clothes back on and told the answer he found.
"...Classmates, ten years ago, I had just returned from the Taoist temple for vacation, and at night I encountered the Black Lotus Cult causing trouble in our Los Angeles City."
"Although I am a fake foundation-building cultivator, foundation-building is foundation-building. It is simply not comparable to ordinary Qi-cultivating cultivators."
"So that night I not only killed many people in the East District, but also saved many people directly or indirectly. This injury was caused by a sneak attack by a Black Lotus Demon."
"Do you know what the first thing my dad said to me when I woke up from the brink of death?"
The students looked at each other and shook their heads.
Seeing this, Chen Fugui said proudly: "The first thing my father said to me at that time was, son, you didn't embarrass me."
"And guess what his second sentence was?"
The students shook their heads again.
Chen Fugui grinned, adjusted his glasses awkwardly and said, "His second sentence was, you idiot, you can't afford to hire someone to go with you! Can't you see that our family has so much money!"
Although the situation was clearly dangerous with a massive demonic invasion, the students couldn't help but laugh subconsciously when they heard this.
Because they could all imagine Chen Duojin's look of disappointment at that time.
After the laughter, they gradually quieted down because Chen Fugui returned to the podium.
"Although it may sound a bit unfilial to say this, I did understand one thing after what happened."
"Well, since my husband is so rich, and his property after his death can only be inherited by me, then if we round it up, his money will be mine, right? What's wrong with me spending my own money?"
"So from then on, I spent money without blinking an eye. Many of you seniors were able to get into the Taoist academy of your choice with my personal financial support."
"Whenever I think back on what I have done over the years, I feel an indescribable sense of pride, because I think I have been very successful as a teacher."
"Don't worry about what method I used. Just ask whether I changed the lives of those children."
"Judging by deeds rather than intentions, no one is perfect. The results are always more convincing than the words spoken."
"And the reason I'm telling you so much today is not to brag about how great I am, but to tell you one thing..."
At this point, Chen Fugui took a deep breath, and then said seriously: "...The thing is, I, Chen Fugui, consider myself to be a cultivator of the Immortal Alliance first, then a teacher of No. 1 Middle School, and finally the son of the richest man."
"And no cultivator in the Immortal Alliance would allow evil demons to harm the people of our Immortal Alliance."
Chen Fugui turned around and slapped the blackboard hard.
"First monks and then students, or first students and then monks, it's up to you to choose."
"And this last lesson is... As monks, we should not fear a fight to the death!"
"Now the enemy has reached our doorstep. Do we have to hide here and watch them kill our people?"
“If you consider yourself a monk first, then come out with me later and save as many people as possible.”
"But if you consider yourself a student first, then you should stay here and trust that we will resolve this crisis perfectly."
"But there is one thing I must tell you. This is different from any previous mock exams, because this time... you will really die."
"So from my personal perspective, I hope that each of you is well. After all, you are still young, and it would be a pity if you died here."
"But from the perspective of a monk, hiding behind ordinary people is a shame for us monks, and it is something I will never allow."
"No matter what you choose, I respect your decision because it concerns your own life."
"The only promise I can give you is that if there is any danger, I will be the first one to die... After all, there is no teacher who hides behind his students."
"I will wait at the door for one minute. Those who want to come can come out, and those who don't want to should not be embarrassed. After all, people only have one life."
"I hope that before you make a decision, you should think about your parents and relatives first, and think about what they would do if something happened to you."
"And once you have understood all of this first... make a decision."
After he finished speaking, Chen Fugui stood up and walked out of the classroom, waiting quietly.
The students immediately showed their various expressions.
Some people frowned, trying to get up but not daring to.
Some people looked ashamed and simply lowered their heads and sat in their seats, pretending nothing had happened.
And some people...just stood up and walked out of the classroom with an expressionless face.
"Xiao Lu, I thought you wouldn't come out."
Lu Chen stood in the corridor and said calmly: "I came out for no other reason than to collect a debt from them."
Hearing this, Chen Fugui burst into laughter, then patted him heavily on the shoulder.
"Okay! Then let's...kill him today and make a river of blood flow!"
Lu Chen did not respond, but just wiped the Mo Jiao sword in his hand with an expressionless face.
His cold eyes were reflected on the black sword.
Although he had guessed that he was the target of the Black Lotus Sect this time, he also knew that staying in school was undoubtedly a better choice for him than leaving school.
But he really couldn't hide behind others and watch them die because of his deeds.
Especially when he has certain abilities.
If you are afraid of death, what kind of cultivator is that! Besides, it is not certain who will die when he goes out this time.
Lu Chen looked at the Mo Jiao Sword in his hand, and his mind couldn't help but emerge with the special props he obtained after coming out of the "Anti-Ding Hercules Copy".
[Fragments of Heavenly Dao (???)]
[Effect: Can offset one death and revive on the spot]
Resurrection Coins, this is the confidence that gives Lu Chen the courage to face the Black Lotus Cult this time.
He really wanted to see if the Black Lotus Cult could take his two lives.
After a minute of waiting, only four of the thirty people in the humanitarian team, including Lu Chen, chose to go out with Chen Fugui to rescue people.
Chen Fugui and Lu Chen expressed their understanding of this.
Because it is not shameful to be alive, what is shameful is to hurt others in order to live.
For those students who choose to stay on campus, their primary identity is that of a student.
For people like Lu Chen who are willing to leave school, their main identity is Immortal Alliance monks.
A monk cannot hide behind an ordinary person! PS: Completed on the 13th day of the 10,000-day daily mission! Please vote for me every day!
(End of this chapter)
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