Hong Ku died of a student again.
This doesn't seem to be any special news.
People are even used to it.
The monks killed many people with mediocre skills, and some mages also had students who lost their lives in the fight.
But no master's disciples are like Hong Ku.
Hongku accepts students year after year, but also loses students year after year.
Many eyes were looking at Wuchao, and then moved to Zhang Xuezhou, guessing when the two people would have an accident.
"I am a lonely star, and I can control my wife, children, and students. If my life is not enough, I will die and I will not be blamed!"
Hong Ku frowned, and there seemed to be numb pain between his brows.
He had a look on his face that no strangers should be allowed in, but he had to admit students because of the rules of the Holy Land.
Even his students are like moths flying to the flame, one class after another, almost without stopping.
Even when three people drew forty-eight cards, he was chosen repeatedly.
He does have some evil ways, but Hong Ku has no ability to change them.
If he couldn't change, he could only accept it. Looking at the corpse of the cold-faced scolding in the past, he felt silent in his heart.
"Senior Brother Hongku, Wu Ti is the son of the chief of the Dayue clan, and his life should be very good. Forgive me for being presumptuous, what exactly did you learn..."
"Since it's presumptuous, don't ask!"
A mage in red opened his mouth to ask a question, but was immediately pushed back by Hong Ku.
That's all in the early stages of spell practice. It doesn't matter if some low-end spells are known, but once high-end spells are involved, it is the foundation for a spell master to save his life.
Whoever reveals his spell will undoubtedly entrust his fatal weakness to the hands of others.
Any technique has flaws. Once someone knows about the flaws and targets them, the person who dies will definitely be himself.
Hong Ku has done a lot of curses and killed people in his life.
Once it is known that he was behind the murder, his enemies will definitely target him.
Not asking is a kind of respect, and it is also a kind of protection for Hong Ku's life.
Among many relationships, Hongku at most informs his Yibo students about the relevant matters so that he can teach them, or only the sages and Taoists in the Holy Land know the spells he is good at.
Apart from this, Hongku would not tell anyone.
Hongku knew that most of his fellow apprentices were not watching the fun, but wanted to see if there was any way to eliminate his bad luck.
His wrinkled face trembled, clearly aware of the futility.
Apart from causing more trouble, these people's inquiries will not bring any benefit.
And once he is ambushed and intercepted, conflicts will break out between the insider and him, leading to violent conflicts.
"Senior Brother Hongku..."
"Junior Brother Hongnong, don't press Brother Hongku about this matter!"
"That's right, Wu Ti obviously died in an accident caused by practicing a spell. How can we shirk the responsibility on Senior Brother Hongku!"
"That's right. Our mage in the Holy Land only teaches spells, not to protect people and keep them safe. No one can prevent such an accident!"
"That's what I said!"
…
A group of mages muttered in low voices, directly drawing a conclusion on this matter.
In the distance, several fair-skinned slaves hurried towards this side in a hurry.
Several people's faces turned pale, as if the world had collapsed, and their bodies were trembling.
The mood of these people may be similar to the loss of the Ten Yin Holy Sons by the Golden Toad Dharma King, but it is difficult for these people to explain clearly that the Golden Toad Dharma King survived.
Seeing these people quickly rushing to gather around Wu Ti's body, lying on the ground and crying loudly, Zhang Xuezhou and Wu Chao quickly exchanged glances and hid the recorder deeper in their pockets.
"You come in, and Wuchao comes in too!"
Hong Ku stood up.
Wu Tiao had no choice but to collect the bodies of these people.
Hongku staggered slightly and then pushed away the black stone house where he was.
"Resuming it so soon?"
"new student?"
"Is it really true that the old one has gone and the new one has come?"
"Who will be next? Wuchao? Or this new student?"
…
The few whispers of exchange made Zhang Xuezhou slightly uneasy, and even Wu Chao's expression turned bad.
The cause of Wu Ti's death was related to them, but the other party was asking for his own death and could not blame them.
If Wu Ti belonged to another mage's sect, this method of death would not cause any trouble.
But Wu Ti is related to Master Hongku, which more or less affects the mentality of the two.
"The year I started, my senior brother went down the mountain to perform a mission and died in the conflict..."
Wuchao whispered to Zhang Xuezhou, which made Hongku glance at it and then spoke lightly.
"From today on, you are my eldest disciple!"
Hongku frowned.
The disciples who entered his sect were all extremely talented, practiced quickly and had excellent strength, but all of them died inexplicably, with various accidents happening constantly.
For example, in the case of Wuchao in front of him, Hong Yu couldn't find even the slightest flaw in the opponent.
The other party practiced seriously and hard, and in just a few years he stood out among the younger generation, directly overshadowing Wu Ti, the genius who used to claim to be the best in the past.
Hongku hoped that Wuchao's life would be tougher.
He pointed at the door behind him, and Zhang Xuezhou and Wu Chao immediately moved quickly to close the door together.
A black light floated across the courtyard, and the sound of crying outside the stone house was no longer audible.
"When you practice the Snake Head Curse, don't be greedy for success. If this curse goes astray, it will cause the curse to bite you instantly, and your death will be more miserable than that of Wu Tiao." Hong said bitterly: "I usually don't have enough time to practice the curse, but now I have to Teach Wujin, and let me teach you the Tao, so as not to go astray!"
Probably due to various blows, Hongku's attitude was a little cold and his words were more casual.
But Hongku obviously meant well, and Wuchao immediately agreed.
"It's very difficult for me to find a teacher on weekdays," Wuchao said in a low voice, "Senior brother, I took advantage of you this time, but without this summons, it would have been another month or two before I could get close to seeking guidance from a teacher. level."
"how?"
Zhang Xuezhou felt something was wrong in his heart for a moment.
If such an evil mage is placed as the leader of spell practice, and if the other party continues to act as a master of magic, the probability of accidents in the students' practice will not be low.
This is somewhat different from the step-by-step instruction Zhang Xuezhou imagined.
Thousands of thoughts were passing through his mind, and he thought it would be better to have another Dharma King as his teacher.
"You have many distracting thoughts in your mind. Don't think too much. I, Hongku Zabucai, am the only one in this holy land who can compete with the twelve venerables!"
As if he had guessed Zhang Xuezhou's thoughts, Hongku glanced at it and opened his mouth to point it out directly.
"If you can pass on my mantle, you won't use it to dominate the world, but you will definitely be able to protect yourself," Hong Ku said.
"How can I pass on your legacy?" Zhang Xuezhou asked in a low voice.
"Since your spell can protect yourself, why don't you pass it on to us now, so as to prevent us from encountering disaster in the future?" Wu Chao also asked in a low voice.
"The test has already started when you first started," Hong Ku said: "Who is suitable to inherit my spells and who is not suitable to inherit them? I will naturally have an answer in my heart. You can't practice spells if you want to. Those with poor qualifications will Some people will be like me and become a lonely star, their wives, children, parents, and brothers and sisters will be defeated. Those with worse qualifications will be defeated by themselves, and they will die faster!"
"In other words, if we don't repair your mantle, how can we maintain peace?"
"Our numerology is closely connected. This is not a question of whether you think it or not!"
Hong Ku glanced at Zhang Xuezhou.
"If you pick up my brand, you will be imprinted on my side." Hong Ku said: "Even if you want to join another family at this time, no mage can accept you. If you want to minimize the involvement, you can go down the mountain immediately. Leave, this way there is a chance of avoiding disaster!"
"I don't think so," Zhang Xuezhou whispered.
"There is no best," Hong Ku said: "When you are in the Holy Mountain, you must abide by the rules of the Holy Mountain. I can't make an exception, and neither can you!"
Hong Ku paused before continuing.
"Don't think that I am the only one who suffers serious consequences from the spells I inherited in the Holy Mountain. Honghua, Hongyi, Hongnong and others look glamorous, but things behind the scenes are much more exciting than those here at Lao Dao!"
Hong Ku pointed outside and began to mention other mages. Wu Chao also nodded, obviously knowing some of the connections.
"You just need to remember that as you continue to acquire more powerful power, you will inevitably be involved in more dangerous things, and you will inevitably suffer related impacts!"
Hong Ku simply told the story, and then, regardless of whether Zhang Xuezhou heard it or not, he went directly into the house and came out with a large bundle of bamboo slips.
"My first teaching will last for a month," Hong Ku said coldly, "How much you can learn this month depends entirely on yourself. If you can only learn some words and languages, that's your own choice!"
"The time limit for teaching new disciples in the Holy Land is maintained at a standard of at least one month. The teacher is currently completing the task." Wuchao reminded in a low voice: "If you can complete the teacher's teaching content in advance, you can learn more. If not, The Fa is complete, I don’t know when the teacher will teach me next!”
"Foolish people are not worth the time of a wise man!"
Hongku glanced at Wuchao, obviously agreeing with Wuchao's explanation.
This gave Zhang Xuezhou a little more sense of urgency for no reason.
But compared to the adult test sprint, Hongku's high standards are nothing.
In the Red Alliance, tens of millions of people answer the same test paper at the same time every year.
As a new era talent who has been trained in the adult examination, Zhang Xuezhou has a stable mentality. What he is least afraid of is this kind of teaching and assessment, especially learning such as literacy.
As long as he studies hard, he can definitely complete the task ahead of time.
And now that the adult exam is over, this can even allow him to use his real time.
