[Zhang San: Eleven years old, the foundation building period is complete]
There is this small line written on the roster.
Li Baitian looked around. There were only twenty-nine people in the class of thirty. He had not seen Zhang San. He couldn't help but ask: "Where is Zhang San? Why don't you see him?"
"Forehead……"
When Li Baitian mentioned Zhang San, the disciples fell silent, with awe in their eyes.
"Father, brother Zhang San doesn't have to go to class."
Li Huahua said that they were the only three children in the whole class who had a good relationship with Zhang San.
"Why?"
"Shh!"
A disciple signaled Li Baitian to be silent: "Elder Li, this person is mysterious. Our novice class will basically be reorganized in a month. Some will be removed from the outer door, some will be picked up by the elders as true successors, and the rest will be reorganized." Part of it is practicing unified cultivation with the elders of the inner sect."
"But this Zhang San is different. He has been in the academy for many years and has been in this kind of class. He will neither be kicked out of the outer sect nor picked by the elders as the true successor. Even if he becomes a senior in the inner sect, He hasn’t met the standards of a disciple, so he’s been stuck here, and every new student can see him!”
"It is rumored that this person's cultivation is unpredictable and he is a master of points control. Because he does not want to be entangled in trivial matters, he deliberately performs poorly and fails to meet the promotion requirements, but he will not be dismissed."
The disciples were all talking mysteriously, and Li Baitian gave them the confidence to talk boldly.
Li Baitian asked: "No one among the elders cares about him?"
"There was an elder who deliberately raised the assessment standards for him, but no matter how much he improved, he would pass the test every time, but he could not go any further. Over time, he just let it go."
"The academy disciples call him the strongest repeater. It is said that he loves to work everywhere, and he is nicknamed the Working Emperor in the world."
Li Baitian was speechless: "What kind of repeater? It is written on the list that he is only eleven years old, and he is still working for the emperor. It is too big a fuss."
"Shh!"
"Elder Li, don't lie. With the strength of the working emperor, it is not difficult to tamper with the roster. You must not judge by appearance."
"Some say he is thirty-five, others say he is divorced. In short, no one knows who he is. According to my senior brother, everyone who has seen him is dead!"
Some disciples trembled when they mentioned this, with fear in their eyes.
Li Baitian was so happy that he couldn't help but think that these little brats had noses and eyes. If he hadn't seen Zhang San, he might have actually believed them.
I didn't expect this guy to be quite famous in the academy, but the false propaganda was too outrageous.
"Speaking of Zhang San, where is Ye Feng, why isn't he here?"
Li Baitian thought that he had asked Zhang San to give Ye Feng a slap in the face. When the roll call was just made, it seemed that someone else had helped to call him.
An inconspicuous little boy in the corner said: "Back to Elder Li, Brother Feng was suddenly beaten this morning and is recovering from his injuries. I am his book boy. I will record the content of his practice for him and relay it to him later."
"It's very good. Even if you are injured, you don't forget to practice. This kind of spirit of being strong and strong is worth learning."
"But I hired someone to do it. Not long ago, he hired someone to beat my elder's daughter, Wan Quanxian, and Zhang Bairen. My son can't bear it, but my father can't. It was the first thing I did when I entered the academy this morning. The thing is to find someone to fuck him.”
"Everyone must be aware of the grievances between me and the Ye family. From now on, you must strictly follow my elder's training arrangements, otherwise you will become the next Ye Feng!"
Li Baitian changed the subject and said viciously.
The new official takes office with three goals, just to use Ye Feng to beat these juniors.
As soon as these words came out, the disciples' eyes widened in shock. They couldn't believe their ears.
As an elder, he actually found someone to beat up a six-year-old child, and openly told them to use it as a threat. Is this really an elder?
"There is motivation only when you are under pressure. The cultivation level in the end-of-month assessment requires you to reach the fourth level of the Qi training period to be considered qualified. You all come from big families. I believe it will be easy for you."
Li Baitian continued to look at the manual and said that the assessment standards were written in the manual.
During the Qi training period, there are no shackles on the first, second and third floors, and the first threshold is on the fourth floor.
"Elder Li, there are only twenty days left before the end of the month. Can you please allow the academy to be accommodating?"
A disciple asked cautiously.
In fact, most people find it difficult. Twenty days, four levels of Qi training period, requires not only talent, but also a large amount of resources.
"Is there anything to be accommodating? You are all children of the family, and your family has plenty of money. If you don't have enough spiritual stones or elixirs, you can go to me at any time. If you want to bring materials for refining, please come to this elder at any time. It's only the fourth level of Qi training. Jane Simple."
"The task I have received is that half of you can become a full-time official after reaching the fourth level of the Qi training stage. Your efforts are related to my performance. If I cannot become a full-time official at the end of the month, I will go to your family one by one to greet you!"
Li Baitian's tone was cold and he showed his white teeth: "I'm not one of those old guys who just follow the instructions. If I fail to complete the task, I will die!"
"From now on, each of you will practice for twelve hours every day. You are not allowed to leave this room until you have reached the fourth level of Qi training period."
"Huahua, come and block the door and keep an eye on them."
"The meeting is over!"
Li Baitian said this and turned to leave.
He naturally knew how difficult it was for these disciples to practice, but with him, a master of weapon refining with full talent, he could easily break through the fourth level of Qi training.
It's a pity that he came a step too late and couldn't snatch Ye Qingmei's "Dead Man's Book" back from Li Huahua's hands. According to Li Huahua, she had already started practicing this technique, and once she practiced it, she couldn't stop.
Moreover, after only practicing for a day or two, the true energy in the body has grown significantly, and there is no need for a corpse.
Li Baitian didn't understand the principle, but when he heard that he didn't need to hold a corpse to practice, he became less tempted to stop him.
Inside the classroom.
The disciples wanted to cry but had no tears.
"Sister Wan, Brother Zhang, twenty days, fourth level of Qi training stage. Is this possible? I'm not even at the first level of Qi training stage now!"
"Sister Huahua, can you let me go out? I'll write a letter and ask my family to think of a solution."
The disciples wailed, feeling that Li Baitian was killing them.
This is not as good as those pedantic teachers who read from the textbook all day long. At least they are free and can sleep like babies in class.
"What are you arguing about? I want you to practice well. I am going to start meditating now. Please don't bother me."
Wan Quanxian cursed.
"Yes, it is not impossible to practice twelve hours a day. I like challenges."
Zhang Bairen had already cleared an open space and was sitting cross-legged in meditation.
Li Huahua guarded the door: "You can't go out, you will get beaten."
"Before Huahua took the entrance examination, she practiced sword practice for twelve hours every day."
Disciples: "..."
If they practice for twelve hours a day, they may die.
