"Okay! Okay! I see that many of you here are familiar faces, so there is no need to be so polite. But the new junior brothers, you can cheer a few more times so that I can remember you." Bai Yi The young man has a warm spring smile on his face, his eyes are refreshing and his temperament is elegant.
Such affability... is indeed due to the money spent.
The cheers in the hall became even more enthusiastic now.
After the cheers gradually died down, this young man with an elegant temperament and clean eyes continued: "Some new friends may not know me."
"My name is Feng Yuzhang. I am currently serving in the Xingtang. I am in charge of the seventh grade token of the Xingtang. As long as there are no major matters such as treason or leaking secrets in the sect, I can say a few words. Junior brothers, if you don't If you make a mistake within the sect and want to be treated decently, you can come to me. I will help you if I can." These words were said in a righteous way, but they were actually advertising in disguise.
You can rely on mountains to eat mountains, and you can rely on water to eat water.
As a disciple of the torture hall, Feng Yuzhang naturally hopes that if someone comes to him for violating the precepts, he will be a lion and kill him ruthlessly.
However, just looking at Feng Yuzhang's gentle and gentle demeanor at this time, it is difficult to imagine that he would actually be a disciple of the torture hall.
Ke Xiaoliang had also heard of the evil reputation in that class.
"In the last class, I talked about how to use physical destruction to maximize the magic energy. So in this class, we will sublimate it a little bit."
"Let's talk about it, just use some inner demon methods to achieve the same... or even exceed the expected goal." Feng Yuzhang finally got to the point.
Obviously he also knows that everyone pays money to attend the class, and they want to learn real things, not just listen to his talk.
Having said this, Feng Yuzhang stretched out his hand and a dirty wild cat emerged from his arms.
This kitten does not look pitiful. Although it is thin and small, and the hair on its body is tangled, its eyes are very fierce, with an untamed wildness.
Everyone stared at the kitten in Feng Yuzhang's hand, waiting for his next words.
"Look! No one thinks it's pitiful. It's a free little wild cat. Even though it doesn't have enough to eat, even though it sleeps in the open air, even though it has to endure hunger and the prying eyes of natural enemies, it's still happy. At this time, No matter how much damage we cause to its body, in its concept, it is persecution by the 'enemy' and a part of the natural cycle."
"This is true for cats, but it's also true for people... In this case, we can't get more magic energy just by bullying."
"Then what should we do?" Feng Yuzhang glanced at the crowd, and some disciples seemed to have realized something.
Feng Yuzhang kneaded a ball of water in his hand and gently approached the little wild cat.
Watching it change from vigilance to fear and curiosity, Feng Yuzhang behaved very gently throughout.
There was no trace of impatience, and no trace of disgust or disgust.
He made some cat-like noises from his mouth, and his eyes were full of kindness.
The warm water rubbed the little wild cat's body.
From its initial resistance and struggle, it gradually began to show a comfortable expression.
After that, he relaxed his vigilance and quietly retracted the sharp claws that popped out of the flesh pad.
Feng Yuzhang put a few pieces of dried fish that he had prepared long ago to the little wild cat's mouth, watching it lick it a little bit at first, and then eat it in big mouthfuls, with a healing smile on his face.
Wash the body, wipe the hair, caress gently, feed attentively...
Feng Yuzhang is almost like a perfect cat slave.
Until the kitten narrowed its eyes, yawned greatly, and then opened its snow-white belly in front of him.
Feng Yuzhang waved his sleeves and suddenly changed his face.
He threw the kitten out smoothly and listened to the scream as it fell to the ground, but there was no change in his expression.
The kitten looked at Feng Yuzhang at a loss, and at first whined at him.
But he found that Feng Yuzhang only had a cold expression on his face, without any of the warmth he had before.
The kitten tried to get closer, but saw a flying knife flying close to its beard, directly scraping off a layer of fur on its body.
Blood and flesh flew down at the same time.
The kitten screamed, then dragged its injured body and ran away quickly with its tail between its legs.
With a bang, it hit the barrier outside the hall and turned into a ball of blood mist.
"Just now, I received a portion of demonic energy... roughly equivalent to the amount that an ordinary person would release when he occasionally feels fear." Feng Yuzhang turned to the disciples in the hall and said with a smile.
Although the amount of demonic energy he obtained was only an amount that ordinary people could produce with random fear.
But the one who gave birth to that demonic energy was, after all, a thin little wild cat.
It is conceivable that that must be the upper limit of what its soul can carry.
Its goodwill and expectations for human beings should have completely collapsed and disintegrated just now.
"A cat can produce such a large amount of demonic energy in such a state. So what would happen to an ordinary person or a monk in the same encounter?" Feng Yuzhang asked.
At this time, Ke Xiaoliang was sitting in the crowd, feeling a little inexplicable.
Indeed...he didn't expect that he could really learn something. At the same time, he also felt contempt for the seemingly gentle Feng Yuzhang in his heart.
Although he may not use it this way, it has opened up some ideas, and at the same time, he has a more detailed direction for the next 'plot' fabrication.
"Brother! I heard that you once abandoned the daughter of the city lord of Yujian City. Did you use this method? You must have earned a lot of magic yuan that time!" A Demon Sect disciple laughed and asked Feng Yuzhang .
Feng Yuzhang's eyes quickly flashed with pain, but he smiled generously: "That's right! It was that opportunity that allowed me to take another step forward in my magical power."
"This move is called 'Injury'."
"Everything is born with animism, and if there is anima, there is emotion. Therefore, we must know how to use emotions, instead of simply being like reckless men who only know how to create terror through killing."
"Junior brothers who are interested in trying it can also order my 'disguise' course. I can teach you step by step how to disguise yourself as a righteous knight or a handsome young man. After all, although we men of the Demon Sect are all tough and do things I have never been hypocritical, but I am inevitably affected by worldly prejudices. If I can use some of the hypocrisy of those righteous monks to cover up, it will be easier to travel around the world in the future."
Feng Yuzhang's words are really nice and nice, and his advertisements are loud.
The wealthy disciple decided on the spot that not only would he continue to listen to his lectures on how to collect magic elements, but he would also take his disguise class.
"Shangqing! Shangqing... This trick may not work well on the disciples of the Demon Sect. It is mainly used against the righteous disciples with normal three views. But... it may not be possible! After a long drought, there will be rain... Maybe I will cherish it more and be more reluctant to let go. When I have to give up, I will be even more heartbroken."
"Think about it... What good depression-inducing ideas did you have in your previous life? Can I use one or two of them?"
"If it can be done, I can use the other person's method to repay the other person's body!"
"This Feng Yuzhang... is interesting. Think of a way to bring him into the Gourd Realm!"
