Chapter 41: Random Teleportation

Sitting at the check-in desk in Area 11, Xuan Wenhua had been waiting for someone in this slightly dilapidated room for two days.

It was strange for him to do such a thing, especially since the man he was waiting for was just a boy who had just turned seven.

But that's what he did, and people who practice talismans will have paranoia in their personalities that are difficult for ordinary people to understand, just like the more confident people are, the more they will only trust their own judgments.

Maintaining an uncomfortable position for an unknown amount of time.

The morning sun rose above him, and the earth slept at his feet.

In many cases, it is easier to control nature than to control people's hearts, and Xuan Wenhua, who was a little tired, couldn't help but think so, especially for a rune master like him.

Heavenly Machine, Heavenly Potential, Heavenly Dao, everything, all things, all things, all things, can be embodied in a small piece of yellow rune paper, the moment the words are engraved, the world is changing in the hand, this feeling is like a drug, will make many people addicted.

The light green tea in the purple sand tea cup rippled slightly in the trembling, and a hand that had written a lot of words should be in danger no matter what happened.

Once the hands are messed up, the heart is messed up.

The fragrance of tea swayed from the collision between the tea and the wall of the cup, and the high-value high-quality spiritual tea, at this time, in the heart of the man sitting in the study, compared with the sweetness of the first taste, lost more than three points.

After sipping a cup of tea, the dryness on his lips was still there, and the middle-aged man in the room finally decided to investigate something from the beginning after putting down the delicate tea cup.

He already had a thick sheet of information at hand, the first page was clean and blank, and although he could faintly see the words underneath, he could not see what was written, and in fact, the stack of papers could not be turned over.

This is the most common method of secrecy among the Fu Seal Masters.

Taking advantage of the sunlight shining through the window, Xuan Wenhua looked extremely seriously, his eyes shook slightly, immersed in an almost stubborn sense of control, so that some words were lightly read out of his mouth, and he didn't pay attention.

"Scholar...... Fire poison ...... Yun Changsheng ......"

"Three Sons...... Yunyang ...... Yun Mo Fan ......"

It wasn't until he finished reading the three-inch-thick information that he still couldn't find the reason why the young man didn't come to report, Xuan Wenhua rubbed his head, and looked at the rattan paper in his hand as if he was a little incredulous.

Sometimes, a small coincidence can change the ending of the story, but the most important thing for those who practice talismans is the word "coincidence", which will make people question their judgment.

When the heart is unstable, the hand will naturally not be stable.

In the practice of Fu Dao Yixue, he suddenly had a premonition that he was about to break through half a month ago, but he couldn't grasp the mysterious and mysterious feeling and take the most important step, until two days ago, after accidentally passing by Mo Fan's incident and being stimulated by the feeling that he was almost completely out of control, he suddenly thought that heaven and earth are ten thousand principles, and the avenue is three thousand, and now only the human heart is not in his control.

Xuan Wenhua thought, maybe when he can control people's hearts, it will be when he enters the four realms. He is a person who does what he thinks, so after realizing this, he only thought about it for less than ten minutes, and decided to use Mo Fan as the first experimental subject, speculating on the progress of things according to the other party's life and personality, instead of directly sending someone to inquire.

This was also the reason why he was particularly anxious about not speculating on Mo Fan's behavior before.

People cannot stand without trust, and it is even more difficult to stand without trustworthiness in the college.

Xuan Wenhua could see that Mo Fan was not a trustworthy person, he was not a person who would push himself into danger, and the Blue Dragon Academy was very important to him.

It was these three points that he understood very well, so he didn't understand why Mo Fan didn't come for a long time.

......

After going around the huge teaching building area for a full thirty minutes, Mo Fan finally found the No. 11 Regional Assessment Registration Office hidden in the corner.

"Damn, the number of people who sign up is obviously more and more people in the area in the future, but the place of arrangement is getting smaller and smaller, what kind of bastard is this!"

Resentful in his heart, the boy adjusted his breathing, which was a little disordered because of running all the way, and looked at the first floor, there was no one there, and the boy took a step to the steps of the second floor.

As soon as he went up to the second floor, he saw a small sign with the words "assessment registration" written crookedly around the corner, Mo Fan slowly stepped forward, knocked on the door, and only after hearing the sound from inside, he raised his leg and walked inside.

When he entered the house, as soon as he looked up at the environment in the house, the first familiar face that caught the young man's eyes was that his cold sweat suddenly flowed...

Isn't this the invigilator who chased him that day, how could he be seen here?

Could it be that the other party has deliberately fallen to such a point?

Thinking of the events of that day in his mind, Mo Fan instantly got goosebumps, and said softly:

"I'm sorry teacher, I didn't explain it last time, but today the student repeats it...... You have a habit of breaking sleeves, I have the heart to sit on the piano, the two of us... It's not suitable!"

Hearing this bastard's words, even if there is nothing to do, it will be misunderstood a lot, as a teacher, Xuan Wenhua dignified "bah", and said: "You misunderstood that day, and blame me for being happy when I saw it, and I didn't explain it." Now I'll say it well, you listen quietly..."

"I have the heart to pass on your Fu Dao righteousness, save the angry waves from the generals, and accept you as a big disciple of the Fu Seal Department, you... Do you mean that?"

Hearing these rather headless words, Mo Fan was only surprised for a moment, and then understood the truth. The other party should have been surprised by his handwriting when he saw his scroll, and he was happy to see the hunt, so he moved the idea of accepting him into the Fu Seal series.

For ordinary students, being accepted as a closed disciple of the four main lines is tantamount to ascending to the sky in one step, but he is different, and the boy still has two questions to be determined, so he asked:

"Who are you, and what are you doing here?"

It is necessary for him to confirm who the other party is, not only the identity and name on the surface, but also some real intentions behind it, which is very important for people who walk in the shadows all year round.

"My name is Xuan Wenhua, and I am the current dean of the Fu Seal Department, and I am not a teacher in District 11, but because of you, District 11 is in charge of me. The middle-aged man sitting on the chair tasted the famous tea lightly and spoke lightly.

"As for the matter of your Yun family...... I'm not interested in the campus. ”

He didn't say Qinglong Academy, only Yanfu Campus. But this sentence already seems to carry a lot of weight, even more than the promise of the little prince.

Satisfied with the answer he heard, the boy let down his guard, left the entrance of the room, where he could escape at any moment, found a bench and sat down, thought for a moment, and said:

"Hello Master!"

"Poof, ahem..."

Xuan Wenhua, who has always flaunted himself with his calm and exhaustive strategy, was directly shocked by the jumping thinking of the person in front of him and choked on tea, his face was embarrassed for a while, and his left hand flicked his shirt and steamed the water stains dry, so he said angrily:

"You little devil wants to get beauty, how can there be such a pie-dropping good thing in the world, so you recognized a great Fu Seal family of the Four Realms as a master, and you asked me, and now there is a link where I ask you. ”

"Master, please speak. ”

“......”

"On that day, I looked at your gestures and handwriting, and it has entered the second grade of calligraphy, how many years have you practiced this way?" asked Xuan Wenhua.

"It's only a year to be full. Feeling that this kind of question was harmless and there was no risk of revealing his identity, Mo Fan replied as soon as he opened his mouth.

"But... I'm not a second-grade calligrapher, but I got into the third-grade a few days ago. ”

Hearing this, Xuan Wenhua was stunned, stretched out his hand to scratch his head, and felt that it was obviously not appropriate to do this kind of action at this time, the outstretched right hand was raised to the air, and he couldn't go up, and he couldn't put it down, which was extremely embarrassing.

He raised his eyes again and looked at the young man in front of him, and said meaningfully, "I originally thought I was overestimating you enough. ”

Mo Fan was unmoved: "It's still far away......"

Faced with this answer that I don't know whether it should be regarded as pride or self-humility, the old dean didn't care, waved his hand and said:

"About you, I just know so much, and then you only need to do a little, and you can be regarded as my Xuan Wenhua's closed disciple..."

"The only task I give you is to reach at least seven stars or more before the end of the assessment!"

This requirement is difficult to say, but it is not difficult to say.

Mo Fan suddenly felt that the old fox was very cunning.

Although he said that it was enough to know so much, he actually gave him a goal that he had to expose certain things to achieve.

"People don't take their muscles and bones as their ability, but their resourcefulness as their ability. Mo Fan said in front of the old dean, and said, "Old fox!"

Xuan Wenhua stroked his palms and laughed, looked at Mo Fan, who was dressed in a black robe, and said word by word: "Little scholar." ”

As soon as the words fell, there was a faint fluctuation of the true yuan, rising in the dilapidated house.

Just hearing these three simple words, cold sweat flowed all over Mo Fan's back in an instant, and a feeling of being seen from top to bottom made the boy, who had been extremely vigilant in recent years, fall into some kind of extreme uneasiness almost in an instant.

This feeling is very much like he is facing the gentle woman who has planted peach blossoms for thirty miles.

Mo Fan almost used all his spiritual power to suppress the intimidation of Xuan Wenhua's words mixed with vast spiritual power, and in the spiritual platform, a big fish floating on the shore basking in the sun snorted, and the pair of huge fish eyes humanized the whites of their eyes, swung their tails lightly, and swam in the ocean, stirring up the sea breeze.

The boy's body froze on the bench, and he was silent for a long time, and asked sincerely, "How do you know?" ”

Xuan Wenhua watched the young man's every move, and took in all the reactions of the former that bounced up and suppressed in an instant, and secretly praised it in his heart, but said quietly on his face:

"Don't worry, there's no problem with your disguise and concealment, I tell you I know, naturally because only I can know in the world now. ”

This sentence was very winding, but Mo Fan understood it. There are many Fu Seal Masters in the Four Realms in Chang'an City, but there is only one person who can appear in Chang'an and Qinglong Academy at the same time, so he thought about it and said:

"Old fox, hang a piece of meat in front of my eyes before leaving!"

Standing up from his seat, Xuan Wenhua casually destroyed Mo Fan's information in his palm, and said indifferently:

"I'm just afraid that if you don't have the patience to get started, you will be abducted by the rest of the academy ghosts. There are many good seedlings in the Department of Fighting Qi, Magic, and Instrumentation this year, but I am the only one in the Fu Seal Department, and it is difficult to find even a fighter disciple, and the old man naturally wants to leave you well, and after you get a glimpse of the house, even if I drive you, I am afraid that you will not want to go out. ”

"Moreover, let me say it in front of you, if someone from the other three lines throws an olive branch to you, you can't just climb the pole, although their three lines are strong, but the resources are limited after all, you have a little bit of fighting spirit to cultivate... If you don't expose anything else, you will definitely not be able to compete with other geniuses, so it is better to be that closed disciple with peace of mind with me. ”

"As a teacher, I will give you a small stove on a regular basis, such an opportunity, it is rare for Qi to meet!" Xuan Wenhua boasted loudly.

"Phew!"

Regarding the other party's narcissistic psychology that came from nowhere, Mo Fan only sneered lightly.

......

Standing in front of the random teleportation array, the young man turned back to the people around him again and confirmed: "Teacher, tell me again, do I have to enter the scene through this all-random teleportation array like a child from heaven?" I'm afraid I'm having auditory hallucinations, paranoia of victimization, or something......

"You heard you right. ”

Not at all shaken by the latter's desire to change the law, Xuan Wenhua maintained his usual indifferent tone: "This is the punishment for you saying that someone is an old fox, and he will be a day late when he comes up." ”

Hearing this, Mo Fan no longer looked at the old dean, and said as if he was taking care of himself: "I like five things in my life, empty gloves and white wolves, pretending to be pigs and eating tigers, sitting on the mountain and watching tigers fight, snipe and clam competing for my profits, and praying mantis catching cicadas and me, such a person who likes to abuse demon beasts, are you really not afraid that he will make a teleportation mistake and be eaten alive by the demon beast group in an instant?"

"If you are going to die now, then I don't want this apprentice!"

In the matter of whether the boy would die or not, Xuan Wenhua seemed to be more confident than Mo Fan himself, after saying this, he didn't look at the former, the old dean's left-hand scholar fan flew, and a strange wind blew, and the young man fell into the purple light dazzling random teleportation array in the Falling Moon Basin.

"Ahh What can you do lightly, I'm easy to pull eggs when I'm big!"

"It's okay, you little ghost doesn't want that thing, it's okay to cut it early before you get lost in that thing!"

"What! Are you so vicious that you want to do that trick to force me to obey you?" exclaimed Mo Fan in disbelief.

"Get out!" An earth-shattering roar came from behind him, but Mo Fan couldn't hear it anymore, and the dizzy feeling of traveling in the endless space-time passage suddenly surrounded the young man's body and mind as the teleportation array operated!