Broken Night

Chapter 195 - Teaching Methods

"Master Hu, Master Zhuo." Jun Shanquan said seriously.

"Master Hu, Master Zhuo." The voice was scattered and scattered, but the middle-aged man known as Master Zhuo didn't care: "It's so troublesome, why teach such a group of rookies. Sometimes I might as well read more. Book."

Hu Nian's expression remained unchanged: "Master Zhuo, rules are rules."

"Ah..." Master Zhuo sighed, "Xiao Hu, let's go."

Hu Nian bowed slightly, and when Jin Qianji saw this, a smile appeared on his face, but he did not speak. Xu Yan, who was beside him, asked in a low voice subconsciously, "You laugh obscenely, what are you laughing at?"

Jin Qianji was a little helpless, it seemed that she was a lewd guy in the eyes of this kid: "From every detail of Master Hu, he is a rigorous person. You see, she even has a thread on her head. None of them fell off, and were neatly stuck behind her head. Therefore, her every move became easy to speculate.”

"Going to this middle-aged man who looks more obscene than me, she bows respectfully. If you pay attention carefully, it is exactly a seventy-five degree bow, which is a sign of respect for her. This person in front of her, Certainly not easy.”

Hearing this, Xu Yan rolled his eyes: "Aren't you talking nonsense? If you are a simple person, how can you be qualified to be a tattoo teacher?"

Jin Qianji just smiled and said nothing.

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When Hu Nian walked out of the classroom, the man yawned loudly, scratched his back with his right hand, and lay on the desk.

One incense stick, two incense sticks...

As time went by, the students just looked at each other, but did not dare to speak.

They are still waiting for the teacher to teach...

goo...

A long voice sounded, ups and downs in an orderly manner.

Xu Yan looked out in a stunned manner, and even started to cry!

This guy is really asleep!

At this time, someone finally couldn't help standing up: "Hey! You are still not a teacher! You fell asleep, and you were screaming! It's a shame that we came from the north all the way, and we didn't expect that the so-called outer gate of Yunfu was just for fame and fame. elder!"

After being drunk like this, Master Zhuo, who had been asleep all the time, woke up slowly with a jolt, rubbed his eyes and looked at the boy: "What did you say?"

The young man snorted coldly, calmly.

He is not a member of an aristocratic family, he is a disciple of Sijitian—Huyanhan. In fact, his cultivation talent is also excellent. If it wasn't for the generation of Yang Tianxing, he would be the strongest existence of the younger generation. But he didn't have any jealousy towards Yang Tianxing, on the contrary, he admired Yang Tianxing very much. So when he heard that he could replace Yang Tianxing to participate in the outer gate of Yunfu, he was looking forward to it.

Become stronger from here, and better assist Young Master Yang Tianxing in the future!

Moreover, it is said that Young Master Yang will also come when he is accepting apprentices in Yun Mansion, and he needs to assist Master Yang Dong, the Master of Winter Peak, who will also take the lead in taking care of things, to take care of everything for Young Master.

Unexpectedly, the outer gate of Yunfu is just a boring place!

"I said that you are a teacher, no matter if you are forced to come here or what, you should do your own responsibilities!" Huyanhan's thoughts are simple, but he is powerful. Even if the north and the south do not like each other, they cannot say anything to refute each other.

"What responsibility?" Zhuo Shi seemed to be cheered up, with a funny look on his face: "The responsibility you are referring to is the responsibility of the teacher to teach the students?"

"Naturally." Huyan laughed coldly, looking at this sloppy middle-aged man like an idiot.

When Master Zhuo heard this, he laughed: "This is not right."

Huyan Han was taken aback: "What's wrong?"

Master Zhuo smiled, that smile did not match his laziness on the outside, and his eyes glowed with wisdom: "You are no longer children. the same people.”

"Teacher's persuasive teaching, following textbooks. None of this applies to you."

"I don't care what the outer gate of Yunfu was like in the past, but now I'll be your tattoo teacher, so you have to follow my rules."

Master Zhuo stood up and waved his right hand. The chalk resting beside the blackboard automatically wrote a word "wen" on the blackboard.

"The pattern of patterns is extensive and profound. Even if the accepted doctrine of patterns is now, who can be sure that it is correct? Because thousands of years ago, the war between the three factions caused the breakdown of patterns. Many theories about patterns of patterns were researched over the past thousand years. How many different patterns are there in the world? No one knows."

This time, the person who answered the call was no longer Huyanhan.

A beautiful figure stood up, and Xu Yan recognized that this woman was the one who spoke first when she came in yesterday.

Her complexion is wheat-colored, and she feels healthy. A short ponytail swaying as she stands up, but she has a neat feeling: "Family, power, passed down from thousands of years, there are countless strong people. Naturally, it is more obvious than blind practice. Efficient."

Master Zhuo shook his head: "It's a big mistake. Then you answer me, since the direction of this thousand years of practice is correct, why haven't there been a strong person in the six palaces or the ten thousand lines?"

The girl was stunned when she heard the words: "That is the realm of the same life as the sky, how can I guess?"

"Wrong, wrong, wrong." Zhuo Shi shook his head like a drum: "If you lose the heart of competition, you will lose the mentality of fighting against the sky, and your future achievements will be limited."

The girl's face was flushed, but she didn't dare to retort.

Another voice sounded: "Teacher, why don't you just say it directly, what should we do?"

As soon as the man opened his mouth, the surroundings fell silent.

Because this person is Lan Zha, the current Prince of Lan Dynasty.

"Oh? You're a little familiar, he's that guy's child in Lanzhen?" Zhuo Shi looked at him enthusiastically: "How can Lanzhen be so ordinary, yet give birth to such a handsome child."

Lan Zha was speechless, it seems that this person is still very familiar with the father: "Teacher!"

Master Zhuo raised his hands: "Okay okay, since you are all so stupid, I will tell you my method directly."

"Ask!" Master Zhuo raised his index finger: "If you have any questions about the tattoo, ask me directly, and I will answer. Others can listen and learn from it, but I will not teach anything. This is my way. "

"Want me to teach you how to tattoo? Well, why don't you just kill me?" Zhuo Shi looked like a rogue, yawned, and wanted to lie down on the desk and fall asleep again.

"teacher!"

Xu Yan looked to his side, and Qian Qianji had already stood up: "The lines are constructed into patterns, absorbing the power of heaven and earth, and turning them into power. I can understand this, but is it possible for the lines to directly attack?"

As soon as these words fell, there was an uproar. Especially in the classroom, there is no shortage of young teenagers with outstanding tattoo artists. They looked at the most famous orphan in the south, with a look of disdain on his face, as expected of a country bumpkin who came through the back door, probably don't know how the lines are shaped?

Lines are originally non-substantial things, so how can we use lines to carry out substantial attacks?

This is deviant talk!

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