Long Yunfeng, tell me, what's going on? Lin Wanru's beautiful eyes flashed, and her voice was as soft as ripples on the surface of a calm lake.

He wanted to get his hands on me. Long Yunfeng looked coldly at Luo Junyan, who slowly climbed up along the podium like a puddle of mud, his eyes were full of contempt and disdain.

I just moved my shoulder slightly, and he flew out, only to blame him for being too weak. "

How arrogant and domineering the tone is, it is simply empty-eyed, and it doesn't take Luo Junyan, no, or even Lin Wanru, the head teacher, in his eyes.

The whole class was stunned again, Long Yunfeng's arrogance had obviously exceeded the bottom line that they could bear in their hearts.

You...... Luo Junyan held the podium with one hand and stared at Long Yunfeng viciously.

It's just that he wanted to say something, but he never said it.

Because, Long Yunfeng's slightly cold eyes made his heart tremble.

That's not the ruthlessness of human beings at all.

If Long Yunfeng was angered again at this juncture, he had no doubt that this crazy guy would pounce on him like a beast and tear himself to pieces.

Long Yunfeng, how can you do this, how can you do it to the teacher? Lin Wanru's face changed suddenly, and she rebuked bitterly, that gaze was painful, anxious, and regretful.

Mr. Lin, I ...... Long Yunfeng slowly stood up, looking at Lin Wanru's iron-blue face that had turned into iron blue due to anger, and his eyes slowly changed from the original unruly and unruly to moved and guilty.

Because, from Lin Wanru's eyes, he read a kind of heartfelt concern and hatred of the pain of iron not being steel.

She cares so much about me! "

Long Yunfeng did not feel guilty for falling Luo Junyan, but was moved by Lin Wanru's concern.

Although his hands are stained with a lot of human life and beast blood, he is not a hard-hearted person after all, and Lin Wanru, who is not related to him, cares for him so much, how can he not be moved.

Long Yunfeng, follow me to the office. Lin Wanru said in a deep voice with a blushing face.

Good. Long Yunfeng put down the book and walked out very obediently.

Students, we continue the class. After watching Long Yunfeng disappear from his field of vision, Luo Junyan calmed down, cleared his throat, and continued his work of teaching and educating people.

It's a pity that the students below are just turning the books mechanically, and their minds are not at all on what he is talking about.

Most of them were thinking, what would be the fate of this guy Long Yunfeng? You won't be punished by Mr. Lin for kneeling on the washboard, right?

Should Long Yunfeng be severely punished? Or expelled from school? Looking at the empty seat beside her, Lu Qiaoyan pondered, her willow eyebrows frowned slightly, and she was inexplicably worried about this tablemate who had only known her for a day.

On the third floor of the teaching building of No. 1 Middle School, the teacher's office.

Lin Wanru was sitting on a chair, her black hair fell on her shoulders like a waterfall, her white jade carved face was soft and smooth, but her beautiful eyes were exuding a cloudy halo, as if she was angry and tangled.

Teacher Lin, that's the way it is, it's my fault to be late for class, but Mr. Ta Luo shouldn't target me like this, don't think I'm a fool, I can't see that he is deliberately targeting me. Long Yunfeng said indignantly, his deep eyes fluttering slightly.

If it's his fault, he can admit it, after all, he's not the kind of person who can't afford to lose and can't admit his mistakes.

It's just that he hates that someone is deliberately targeting him, especially for no reason.

After listening to Long Yunfeng's narration, Lin Wanru was silent for a while, then sighed lightly and slowly stood up.

Long Yunfeng, you are here first, reflect on what you did today, and I will deal with the conflict between you and Teacher Luo. "

Clear eyes glowing with sparkling waves, voice, unusually calm.

Could it be that Mr. Lin knows something? Long Yunfeng's sword eyebrows raised lightly, and a flash of surprise flashed in his eyes.

The beautiful eyes glowing with waves and the calm voice made him smell a trace of unusual breath from it.

Luo Junyan must have been angry with the innocent Yunfeng because of me. “

Looking at Long Yunfeng's lonely and down-to-earth back, she couldn't help but feel sad with her kind-hearted heart.

He is already pitiful enough for a child without parents, and I can't let him be hostile and embarrassed by some people for no reason because of me. ”

She herself didn't know why, from the first time she saw Long Yunfeng, she had an urge to protect him well, not let him be harmed, and let him grow up healthily.

Does Mr. Lin really want me to reflect? Recalling Lin Wanru's eyes that implied some deep meaning, Long Yunfeng thought to himself in his heart.

She thought that she was not wrong for what she did just now, it was Luo Junyan, the unscrupulous teacher, who found and beat him by herself, and she didn't beat him to the point that he broke his tendons and fractures, and it was already merciful to let him lie in the hospital for ten days and half a month.

He is willing to come to the office honestly, completely because it is difficult for Mr. Lin, who can't bear to care about him and loves him.

If in order not to cause trouble to Mr. Lin, he would admit his mistake to Luo Junyan, he would be willing.

However, if he is asked to compromise from the heart, it is simply impossible.

His temperament has always been so stubborn, as long as he thinks it is right, he will definitely stick to it.

Thump! An object fell from him.

He looked down and couldn't help but be amazed.

What fell was the bamboo slip he picked up in the grove.

Since you have nothing to do, why not take a good look at this mysterious thing.

So, he opened the bamboo slip and began to study it slowly.

Cultivation is the cultivation of the mind, first of all, you must be God, and there is no distraction in the mind, before you can enter the Tao.

Fixing Dragon Yunfeng muttered, gently placing his hands on his knees, slowly closing his eyes, trying not to think about anything.

It's just that his restless heart is still beating, and he can't calm down.

Damn it! What should I do? He couldn't help but feel a wave of impatience and confusion that he had never felt before.

By the way, when I was doing the questions in the high school entrance examination, wasn't I very focused? At that time, I only had the subject in my eyes, everything around me seemed to have nothing to do with me, and the whole world was almost completely cut off from me.

Thinking of this, his eyes suddenly flashed with a gleam, and he immediately tried to recall his state when he was in the middle school entrance examination.

Slowly, the beating heart calmed down, and everything around him gradually drifted away from him.

In the end, the whole world is left with itself.

He faintly felt that there was something invisible and substantial surging in his body.

You can't see it, you can't touch it, but you really exist.

Could it be that this is the so-called divine soul?

He couldn't help but feel a pang of joy.

The next step should be out of the body, right?

It seems that this bamboo slip records a kind of "mountaineering concept", that is, visualizing oneself climbing to the top of a high mountain and then leaping into the sky.

So, he imagined himself standing on the top of Changbai Mountain, overlooking the vast earth, and then spread his arms and jumped up like a bird.

The spirit in the body immediately became active, and there seemed to be an urge to jump out of the body.

But the strange thing is that when the spirit is about to rush out of the body, it seems to be stuck by something, and it can't rush out.

What's going on? Long Yunfeng frowned slightly.

Something must have gone wrong. So he once again held his breath and returned to his state of contemplation.

In the haze, he found himself standing at the foot of Changbai Mountain.

Then, he took a step, step by step, to the top of the mountain.

The cold wind blew across his face like a knife, and the goose-feathered snow fell on him one by one.

It was bitterly cold, but he still gritted his teeth and walked forward.

Finally, he came to the main peak of Changbai Mountain, the top of Baitou Peak.

Looking up at the snow and clouds floating in the sky, overlooking the vast earth, he smiled heartily, and his heart was full of pride.

He slowly opened his arms, roared, and his slender body rose from the ground like a rocket detached from a launcher, soaring into the sky.

Bang!

He felt his soul break free of its restraints in an instant and fly out of his body.

Tiny mosquitoes in the air passed through his body without hindrance, but he didn't feel the slightest pain.

And his legs were suspended in mid-air, not touching the ground.

He smiled faintly, then looked down.

He saw that the other self was sitting quietly in a chair with his eyes closed, as if asleep.

That is your own flesh.

It worked! He couldn't help but feel a wave of ecstasy.

The divine soul successfully came out of the shell, and from this moment on, he had successfully stepped into the threshold of cultivation.