fifth form

Chapter 93
Hiroku died again as a student.

This does not appear to be special news.

People are even used to it.

There is no shortage of skilled mediocre monks fighting and killing people, and some mages have also lost their students in the battle.

But there is no sorcerer like Hong Ku.

Hong Ku accepts students year after year, but he is also a dead student year after year.

Many eyes looked at Wu Chao, and then moved to Zhang Xuezhou, guessing when the two of them had an accident.

"I am the Lonely Star's destiny. I can restrain my wife and son over my students. If my life is not hard enough, I can't blame me!"

Hong Ku frowned tightly, and there seemed to be numb pain between his brows.

He has a face that strangers are not allowed to enter, but because of the rules of the Holy Land, he has to accept students.

Even his students are like moths to a flame, one after another, almost without stopping.

Even when three players drew 48 cards, he was selected repeatedly.

He is indeed somewhat evil, but Hong Ku has no ability to change.

If he couldn't change it, he could only bear it. Looking at the dead body reprimanded with a cold face in the past, he felt silent.

"Brother Hongku, Wu Ti is the son of the chieftain of the Dayue Clan tribe, and his life should be very good. Forgive me for taking the liberty, what exactly did you learn..."

"Since you're taking the liberty, don't ask any more!"

A mage in red opened his mouth to ask a question, but was pushed back abruptly by Hong Ku.

It's nothing more than the early stage of spell practice. It's okay for some low-end spells to be known, but once it involves high-end spells, it is the foundation for a spell master to save his life.

Whoever leaked his incantations would undoubtedly entrust his deathbed to other people's hands.

Any technique has flaws, once someone knows the flaws are targeted, the person who will die must be himself.

Hong Ku did not practice curses or kill people in his life.

Once it is known that he is behind the scenes to curse and kill, his enemies will definitely target him.

Not to ask is a kind of respect, and it is also a kind of protection for Hongku's life.

In many relationships, Hong Ku is at most telling his own students about the relationship, so that he can teach it, or only the venerables and Taoists of the Holy Land know the spells he is good at.

Other than that, Hiroku wouldn't tell anyone.

Hong Ku knew that most of his brothers and sisters were not watching the show, but wanted to see if there was a way to get rid of his bad luck.

His wrinkled face trembled, knowing the futility.

In addition to causing more trouble, these people's inquiries will not bring half benefit.

And once he is ambushed and killed, it will cause conflicts between insiders and him, leading to violent conflicts.

"Brother Hongku..."

"Junior Brother Hongnong, don't press Brother Hongku on this matter!"

"That's right, Wu Ti's death was obviously an accident caused by practicing a spell, and it's impossible to shirk the responsibility to Senior Brother Hong Ku!"

"That's right, our mages in the Holy Land are just teaching spells, not protecting people for safety. No one can guard against such accidents!"

"That's it!"

……

A group of mages muttered in a low voice, directly drawing a conclusion on this matter.

In the distance, several fair-skinned slaves hurried towards this side.

Several people's faces were ashen, as if the world was collapsing, and their bodies trembled.

The feelings of these people may be similar to the loss of the Holy Son of the Ten Yins by the Golden Toad King, but it is difficult for these people to explain clearly that the Golden Toad King survived.

Seeing these people rushing to gather around Wu Ti's body, lying on the ground crying, Zhang Xuezhou and Wu Chao quickly exchanged glances, and then hid the clarinet deeper in their pockets.

"Come in, come in Wuchao too!"

Hiro stood up.

There is no way to save Wu Ti, so he can only collect the corpses of these people.

Hong Ku staggered slightly, and then pushed away from the black stone house where he was.

"Continue so soon?"

"new student?"

"Is this really leaving the old and bringing in the new?"

"Who will be next? Wuchao? Or this new student?"

……

A few whispers of communication made Zhang Xuezhou a little uneasy, even Wu Chao's complexion was not good.

The cause of Wu Ti's death was related to them, but the other party had asked for his own death, so he couldn't blame them.

If Wuti belonged to other sorcerers, this way of death would not cause any waves.

But Wu Ti is related to Master Hongku, which more or less affects the mentality of the two of them.

"The year I started, the elder brother went down the mountain to carry out a mission, and died in a conflict..."

Wu Chao whispered to Zhang Xuezhou, which caused Hong Ku to glance at it, and then spoke lightly.

"From today onwards, you are my big disciple!"

Hiro frowned.

The disciples who joined him were all talented, quick in practice and excellent in strength, but all of them died inexplicably, and various accidents kept happening.

For example, Wu Chao in front of him, Hiroshi is struggling to find the slightest flaw in the other party.

The other party practiced earnestly and assiduously, and in just a few years he stood out among the younger generation, directly overshadowing Wu Ti, the former self-proclaimed number one genius.

Hong Ku hoped that Wu Chao's life would be tougher.

He pointed to the door behind him, and immediately asked Zhang Xuezhou and Wu Chao to move quickly and cover the door together.

A black light floated across the courtyard, and the wailing outside the stone house was no longer audible.

"When you practice the Snake Head Curse, don't be greedy for merit. If this spell goes astray, it will cause the spell to backfire in an instant. The death is even more miserable than that of Wu Ti." Hong Ku said: "As a teacher, I usually lack time to practice the spell. Teach Ugin, and teach you along the way, so as not to go astray!"

Probably because of all kinds of blows, Hong Ku's attitude was a little cold, and his speech was more casual.

But Hong Ku was obviously kind, and Wu Chao immediately agreed.

"It's very difficult for me to find a teacher on weekdays." Wu Chao said in a low voice, "Senior Brother, I took advantage of you this time, but if I hadn't been summoned this time, it would take me another month or two before I could get close to seeking the guidance of a teacher." level."

"how?"

For a moment, Zhang Xuezhou felt something was wrong.

If there is such an evil sorcerer as the leader of the practice of spells, if the other party also acts as the shopkeeper, the probability of accidents in the students' practice will not be low.

This is somewhat different from Zhang Xuezhou's imagined hands-on teaching.

Thousands of thoughts crossed his mind for a moment, and he only felt that it would be better for another Dharma king to be his teacher.

"You have a lot of distracting thoughts in your mind, don't think about it, no matter how hard I am, I am the only one in this holy land who can play chess with the twelve venerables!"

Seeming to have guessed what Zhang Xuezhou was thinking, Hong Ku glanced at it and opened his mouth to point it out.

"If you can inherit my mantle, not to mention taking it to rule the world, but it will definitely be enough to protect yourself," Hong Ku said.

"How can I inherit your mantle?" Zhang Xuezhou asked in a low voice.

"Since your spell can protect yourself, why don't you pass it on to us now, so as to prevent us from encountering disasters in the future?" Wu Chao also asked in a low voice.

"The test has already begun at the beginning of your entry." Hong Ku said: "Who is suitable for inheriting my spells and who is not suitable for inheriting them? Some of them will become lonely stars like me, and they will overcome their wives, their children, their parents and their brothers and sisters, and the ones with even worse qualifications will be themselves, and they will die faster!"

"That is to say, if we don't repair your mantle, can we keep safe?"

"Our numerology is tied in the dark, this is not a question of whether you want it or not!"

Hong Ku glanced at Zhang Xuezhou.

"If you pick up my brand, you will be branded on my side." Hong Ku said, "Even if you want to join another school at this time, there is no mage who can accept you. If you want to minimize the involvement, you can go down the mountain immediately." Leave, so there is some chance of avoiding disaster!"

"I didn't think so," Zhang Xuezhou whispered.

"There is no best," Hong Ku said: "In the holy mountain, you must abide by the rules of the holy mountain. I can't make an exception, and neither can you!"

Hiro paused for a moment before continuing to speak.

"Don't think that I'm the only one who suffers from the aftermath of the curse passed down in the holy mountain. Honghua, Hongyi, Hongnong and others seem to be glamorous, but the things behind the scenes are much more exciting than here!"

Hong Ku pointed to the outside and began to mention other mages. Wu Chao also nodded, obviously knowing that some of them were related.

"You just need to keep in mind that as you continue to gain more powerful power, you will inevitably be involved in more dangerous things, and you will inevitably bear the relevant impact!"

Hong Ku explained briefly, and immediately went into the house and brought out a large bundle of bamboo slips, regardless of whether Zhang Xuezhou had listened to it or not.

"My first teaching will last for one month." Hong Ku said coldly, "How much you can learn this month is all up to you. If you can only learn some words and languages, that is your own choice!"

"The Holy Land's teaching time for new disciples is maintained at least one month. The teacher is currently completing the task." Wu Chao reminded in a low voice: "If you can complete the teacher's teaching content ahead of time, you can learn more. If you don't I can't finish it, I don't know when the teacher will teach next time!"

"Stupid people are not worth the time of an old man!"

Hong Ku glanced at Wu Chao, obviously agreeing with Wu Chao's explanation.

This gave Zhang Xuezhou a sense of urgency for no reason.

But compared to the adult test sprint, Hong Ku's high standard requirements are nothing.

In the Red Alliance, tens of millions of people answer the same test paper at the same time every year.

As a new-age talent honed by the adult test, Zhang Xuezhou has a stable mentality. What he is least afraid of is this kind of teaching and assessment, especially the learning of literacy.

As long as he studies hard, he can definitely complete the task ahead of schedule.

And now that the adult exam is over, this even allows him to use the time in reality.

(End of this chapter)