Devil Seeds

If Feng Yuzhang changed his career to become a writer, he must know how to hydrology.

The same principle is the same, but he repeated it over and over again, using different methods to give examples. Not only was it not boring, but it also made the audience in the hall show the expression of enlightenment again and again, or cheer from time to time.

One ticket for ten spirit stones, and one and a half hours for one class, he only taught so few things in total. Some disciples of the Demon Sect who are shallow in knowledge feel that they have gained a lot.

"This Feng Yuzhang is a bit like a master of success. Those who listened to the lecture were excited, but after thinking about it, they found that they didn't get much. But overall, it's not a scam, at least he still taught the real thing. "

"The experience of traveling the rivers and lakes he talked about can't be said to be completely useless. If it is a coincidence, some people may use it in the future. This class... It can also be said to be half-truth and half-false, above the passing line!" When get out of class was over, Ke Xiaoliang made a very pertinent evaluation of Feng Yuzhang's lecture.

After all, there are not so many "teachers" throughout the ages who have their own opinions, do not follow the scriptures, and make the lectures vivid.

What's more... Even if I have a very good level, once I explain it, it will be surrounded by clouds and fog, and the listeners will only become more and more confused.

This is a question of communication skills.

Even some great cultivators who are famous all over the world often teach disciples or even their own nephews, and most of them are pussies, which is the reason.

Being capable does not mean being able to teach others.

From this perspective, Mozong's special way of 'learning' seems to have discovered another advantage.

The market-oriented teaching method can accurately eliminate those "lecturers" who are not good enough, and those who stay are often those with good communication skills.

Following such a 'teacher', even if you take fewer courses, you can comprehend and understand what you need to learn faster.

With the ringing of the bronze bell outside the door, Feng Yuzhang showed a very regretful expression on the surface and said: "Okay! Unfortunately, this class is over again. In fact, I still have a lot of personal experience, which I can share with you in detail. But I can't violate the regulations of Yumo Peak. If Tuotang occupies the main hall, he will be punished with spirit stones."

A large number of brainwashed disciples of the Demon Sect under the podium shouted: "It doesn't matter, we will give you the spirit stone."

Or yelling: "We spend money to buy your next class."

Feng Yuzhang did not take these hot-headed words seriously, but said: "Okay! Some topics are not suitable for talking too much. What I talked about today, you all go back to sort out and digest it. Wait a few days... there are still some If you can solve it, you can choose my class again."

After finishing speaking, he stepped off the black jade-colored futon, bowed his hands at many disciples of the Demon Sect, and walked out of the hall in a chic manner.

In the hall, some people continued to discuss the subject just now.

A muscular man with red hair, rosacea, large intestines, and squinting eyes said excitedly at this time: "Listening to Brother Feng's words is better than studying for ten years. Tomorrow I will go down the mountain to travel, originally I just plan to walk in the land of Cangzhou, go to some mountain villages and small towns that have not been divided into land, make some noise, and harvest some magic yuan. Now I have decided, I will go to Leizhou next door. I heard that the fairy Ruyi of Leizhou Tianyi Gate , she is very beautiful. I am going to find her, have a romantic relationship with her, and then hurt her heart so hard that she will die of pain for me."

Beside this person, a short and fat man followed, and Heitui followed suit and said, "That's right! You and my brother are just thinking of going together. I planned to practice as a ghost mother of nine sons before going down the mountain, but this time I feel that it is not good. It should be such a waste of time. Tomorrow I will go down the mountain and go straight to Yunzhou to find the figures of the righteous sect known as the Five Immortals on the Cloud. After being lingering with them, I will seize their minds and perfect my demon seed .”

Ke Xiaoliang passed by the two of them.

As if inadvertently let out a sneer.

Just in front of them, he took out the mirror and made a fuss about it. Let them know what kind of appearance they need to have in order to confidently say such generous words.

Romantic or heartbroken love stories only belong to good-looking people. Ugly people can only spend money on brothels, find professional players to numb their nerves, relieve pressure, and solve their needs.

"What are you laughing at? You ugly!" Rosacea and Dachangzui taunted Ke Xiaoliang.

Tu Feiyuan pulled Jiuzai nose and said: "Forget it! Ugly people do more mischief, you and my brother, what kind of person, why bother with such an ugly thing? It's not worth it! It's not worth it!"

Ke Xiaoliang was speechless for a moment.

Just as he was about to leave, he finally heard what he wanted to hear.

"Have you heard?"

"About that...!" Dohi Yuan pulled her rosacea and said in a low and mysterious voice.

It's a pity that he doesn't seem to know any spells such as sound transmission, so no matter how soft his voice is, he will inevitably be heard by others.

Of course, it is not ruled out that he intended to be heard by others, but he was just pretending to be mysterious.

"You mean... the Blood Talisman of the Strange Realm?" Rosacea asked excitedly.

Only now did Ke Xiaoliang realize that the blood talisman he made to lure people into the gourd world was actually called the 'Blood Talisman of the Strange Realm'.

Do Feiyuan nodded quickly, but it was difficult for his neck that did not reveal his true body.

"Yes, it is the blood talisman of the strange world. This blood talisman originally appeared in the market of Baihu Peak. It is said that it was sold by a little pangolin monster. It is a pity that the little monster has been blown into pieces. Later, the blood The amulet was stolen by Wei Dong, a forest ghost among the ten ghosts of White Fox Peak, and secretly sold it to the market on Yuhu Peak. He didn't know how much opportunity he missed and what disaster he caused." He pursed his mouth, as if envious, but also regretful.

It's even more of a taste of hating iron but not steel.

At this time, a person suddenly came in and said: "Your news is out of date, Wei Dong has been taken away by the Demon Raising Palace. Good guy... Dozens of hills, more than a dozen palaces are robbing people. In the end... Raising Demon Palace was superior and took Wei Dong into the palace."

"Just now...a senior brother from the Demon Feasting Palace secretly spread the news that Wei Dong has been stripped of three layers of skin. After five soul searches, he is almost stupid."

Ke Xiaoliang, who was eavesdropping on what he said, felt his scalp tighten.

It wasn't a secret that he sold the blood talisman back then.

Although Song Qingwen's tiger skin has been pulled, here are ten demon sects... there are not many elders in the sect who do not obey the rules and are not afraid of Song Qingwen.

"Your news is behind. I heard that the second elder of the Demon Wind Palace, Song Qingwen, the famous headshot demon king, has come forward, so that the senior leaders of the Demon Sect can't be held accountable. Said this is my ten-year-old Demon Sect! The great opportunity that never happens, don't offend the unknown strong man who distributes the blood talisman behind the back because of a small mistake. He also said that he will issue a password order, and the matter of the blood talisman of the strange world must not be publicized. And those blood talismans of the strange world are not Binding, so most of the disciples turned in the blood talisman in order to protect themselves even if they didn't want to."

When hearing this, Ke Xiaoliang's heart moved slightly.

This is something that really concerns his vital interests, and he can't help but care about it.

Thinking about the best, if under the leadership of Song Qingwen, the elders and great monks in the Demon Sect form a group to enter the Huzhong Realm.

That is tantamount to improving the quality of his 'leeks', and there will only be more gains in the future.

But on the downside, this also greatly increases operating costs.

Ke Xiaoliang did not forget that Song Qingwen's small outburst directly abolished his five thousand magic points.

He has to worry more about whether a certain Mozong elder will see his flaws.