"Eh... no, it's a mirror soul-washing pool... ah, it hurts..."
In the demon mirror, Zhao Chu ended the mirror state with Su Yunyi and was about to take a breath.
In the next breath, the overwhelming insights gathered into a torrent of knowledge, violently tearing his brain apart like a hurricane.
In an instant, the green, slimy soul-washing pond water appeared, bringing Zhao Chu's thoughts back to the fear dominated by pain that day.
"The servants are very delicate, please have mercy on me. Damn, I am a strong man of 1.8 meters. The storm will be more violent...it hurts...it hurts...ah..."
Lingchi!
Tear!
Crush!
Zhao Chu's spiritual soul was once again crushed into powder by the soul-washing pool.
"The spirit seam lineage is broad and profound. If you want to integrate all the basics, your spiritual power is simply not enough. If you can survive the soul washing pool, these basics are enough for you to sew a perfect basic spiritual robe."
"No matter what profound esoteric methods are, they are all based on a solid foundation. Take care of yourself!"
Outside the mirror image, the great god Su Yunyi appeared, and his spiritual thoughts gradually dissipated.
No matter how small the stage, there are top-quality spiritual robes... No matter the spiritual pulse awakening stage, or the legendary Yuanying old monster. The awakening stage cannot control the spiritual robes of the Nascent Soul stage, but during the awakening stage, there are also perfect spiritual robes belonging to this stage.
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"It's finally over. If you torture me a few more times, I will commit suicide."
In fact, only a moment passed, but Zhao Chu's world seemed as long as a century.
"Yes, my spiritual power has increased a lot. With my current cultivation level, I can only use basic silk thread formations to sew the most basic spiritual robe. But even with the basics, I can still make it flawless... Hey,
No, when did I say I wanted to be a tailor? Fortunately, I realized it early and almost became a sissy. I want to make alchemy, I want to be a arrogant alchemist, and I want endless money to crush me to death."
The mind is clear and every thought seems to be burning with fire.
Although Zhao Chu has mastered all the basics of Spirit Seal, this is not his ideal.
"Hey, why are these people staring at me?"
In the blink of an eye, Zhao Chu looked up and found that the entire class was looking at him in surprise.
"It's broken, this stinky problem."
Zhao Chu timidly pulled back the palm on the book with an apologetic look on his face:
"I'm sorry everyone, I had some cramps just now. Please continue studying and don't let me disturb you. Please go ahead, please go ahead...Sorry!"
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"Hmph, who are you? You dare to make a fuss in the Spirit Sewing Class. Please get out of here. You are not welcome here."
Cao Chuyan was holding a breath in her heart. She was worried that she had no place to release it. Zhao Chu's mean look made her teeth itch with hatred.
"Okay, okay, I'm leaving."
When Doze was given a pillow, Zhao Chu wished he could skip class right away?
As for attitude?
Good men don’t fight with women!
Zhao Chu was almost turned into a sissy by Su Yunyi in the magic mirror. Now he doesn't want to have a relationship with the tailor for a minute. Besides, Cao Chuyan has a big conflict with himself.
When freshmen entered school, Zhao Chu had a beautiful face and elegant demeanor. Cao Chuyan took the initiative to invite him to join the study group. However, a waste like Zhao Chu showed his flaws in three days. From then on, Cao Chuyan thought that Zhao Chu had ruined her reputation and looked down on her.
Zhao Chu.
Can't afford to offend, can't afford to hide.
I, Mr. Zhao, have awakened the four meridians, why should I be afraid of being expelled? It doesn’t matter if I can’t attend this professional class.
"Hold on for a few classes, Brother Zhao won't let you drop out of school."
Before leaving, Zhao Chu patted Ji Dongyuan's shoulder with a cool look on his face.
"And this piece of trash, get out of the Spirit Sewing Classroom too. Trash like you are not worthy of being in Xiangfeng Martial Academy."
As soon as Zhao Chu turned around, Cao Chuyan's next words completely ignited the fuse of the explosive in his body.
Rubbish?
waste?
These two words have accompanied him throughout his year-long journey through time travel. Why do they sound so harsh today?
"Xiaosheng, Xiaosheng...I..."
When Ji Dongyuan heard this, he staggered and almost fell down.
If he was kicked out of the Spirit Sewing Classroom, it would be the same as being absent from class. He might not even be able to make it to the end of the month and be expelled.
Suddenly, there was a burst of laughter in the classroom.
"How pitiful."
At this time, only the chubby Liu Yueyue in the corner sympathized.
As the only daughter of the richest man, although she was not despised, she was often whispered about behind her back.
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"I disturbed everyone in class and was kicked out of the classroom. I deserve it. I, Zhao Chu, admit it. Monitor Cao Chuyan, let me ask you, Ji Dongyuan is so quiet that he doesn't even dare to make a sound even when he farts. Which class rule did he violate?"
regulation?"
"I'm rubbish, I'm waste, that's my own business. Do you need your bitch to talk about it? Mind your own business, have I eaten your rice?"
"It's lawless to be a big-ass monitor. Teacher Yanhua is hard-working and treats students equally. You have no teacher in front of everyone. I think it's you, the monitor, who should get out."
Sonorous and powerful, Zhao Chu's sword frowned slightly, and every word was heart-wrenching.
"It's so handsome that there's no reason for it."
Some girls looked at Zhao Chu in a daze. At this moment, his brows were filled with a special light of justice.
cold!
The next second.
The temperature of the entire classroom dropped sharply, and some girls had goosebumps on their arms.
Cao Chuyan's pupils shone with a cold light, and even burst out with murderous intent.
She almost forgot that although this Zhao Chu was useless, he had sharp teeth and a sharp mouth. He had been beaten hundreds of times, but his bones were still as hard as ever.
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"Okay, we are all classmates, and harmony is the most important thing. Let's continue the class."
Ze Yanhua shook her head and broke the ice with her gentle words.
"Teacher, my challenge is not over yet. Wait for me for ten minutes, I will recover my spiritual power, and continue fighting. It doesn't matter if you don't admit defeat, I will challenge you ten times, a hundred times, a thousand times, until you give in."
When Cao Chuyan heard this, he turned his head angrily.
She still doesn't feel good about the teacher.
"But this will delay other students."
Zeyan frowned slightly. The student challenged the teacher, and she was not qualified to refuse. But such endless entanglement would affect the progress of other students.
This year's students are about to graduate, and many students have chosen spiritual sewing master as their secondary profession. This is related to the assessment of the nine major sects, and she must be responsible for it.
"You can't convince me because you don't have the ability. Needless to say, just wait for my next round of challenges."
Cao Chuyan sneered. No one in the entire class dared to raise objections.
She ranks third in the entire Xiangfeng Martial Academy. This is Cao Chuyan's arrogant capital.
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"It's useless, don't say it a thousand times, challenge it 10,000 times. You are still no match for Teacher Ze Yanhua."
"Cao Chuyan, the reason why you are so anxious to take turns to challenge is because you are afraid that the efficacy of [Moshen Pill] will expire?"
"I just briefly watched you sewing the spiritual robe, and you made eighty-seven small mistakes in basic stitches. Teacher Ze Yanhua only made six mistakes. As for your so-called [Bing Soul Cold Needle], there was no [grinding].
Divine Pill] Overdraft of Mental Power, can you use it?"
"Don't you know that [Bing Soul Cold Needle] is an evil acupuncture method that will damage the meridians in a short period of time? You don't know that [Moshen Pill] is a forbidden pill. If used for a long time, it will become addictive, ranging from mental trance to severe
Then...are you obsessed?"
Ze Yanhua looked haggard and embarrassed, and the whole classroom was silent. At this time, Zhao Chu slapped the table hard, and his words were like a sword, which was frightening.
"Zhao Chu, what are you talking about? You don't want to live anymore."
Ji Dongyuan was shocked and quickly grabbed Zhao Chu's sleeves, almost washing his face with cold sweat. This guy was very nervous today.
At this time, Zhao Chu flicked Ji Dongyuan's claws away and walked towards the podium step by step.
The wind outside the window blew up a few strands of messy hair. Zhao Chu's handsome cheeks seemed to be filled with a unique luster, like a black hole, swallowing the sight of the girls.
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"Sixth... How is that possible? How could he know that I made six mistakes... Absolutely impossible..."
Ze Yanhua's delicate body trembled, and her pretty face was dull.
She had devoted herself to sewing the spiritual robe just now. Although she didn't know how many mistakes Cao Chuyan made...but she knew six of her own mistakes.
During the sewing process, it is inevitable that there will be some small mistakes. Ze Yanhua cannot do it flawlessly, but she will subconsciously pay attention to it so that she can self-reflect and correct it in the future!