() But what he didn't know was that from beginning to end, Qin Luo was observing him. Seeing the changes in his expression, a strange light flashed in Qin Luo's eyes.

"Well, Teacher Lanxue should be careful in the future." Principal Song Yan instructed Teacher Lanxue a few words, and then turned his eyes to Shaping.

"Shaping, according to Mu Yun's speculation, you should have been in the courtyard at that time. Why did you appear in the courtyard? And he didn't help Mu Yun and Teacher Lanxue to deal with the Wuling Ranger. Humph, how could this school have a student as timid as a mouse?"

Principal Song Yan's face looked ugly and he wanted to tear Sha Ping.

"Principal, don't be angry. After all, the rankless Ranger has no bottom line in doing things, so Shaping should be afraid..." Teacher Qin Luo comforted.

"Hmph! I'm annoyed when I see you. Get out quickly and I'll punish you for a month to clean the school toilet! If you dare to be lazy or do not clean, let's see how the principal will clean you!"

Sha Ping carried his face and carefully restrained the anger in his heart, not daring to have any objection.

"Hehe... Mu Yun, it seems that Teacher Lan Xue is very protective of you..." As soon as she walked out of the principal's office, Sha Ping's pale face changed, and her face became rosy. She looked at Mu Yun with teasing and left alone.

"Mu Yun, don't do anything randomly in the future." Teacher Rank patted his shoulder and hurriedly left.

"Mu Yun, you did a very good job. In order to promote your spirit, the teacher decided to reward you. After school in the afternoon, you come to the back mountain and the teacher will teach you a set of boxing techniques. Haha, it is much stronger than [王华华华华华华]." Teacher Qin Luo said with a smile.

Teacher Qin Luo is a boxing teacher learned from Huangjiao Town. Because he is handsome and well-versed in boxing, he is deeply loved by students, especially female students who don’t love boxing. In order to see Teacher Qin Luo’s style, he will take Teacher Qin Luo’s courses.

"Then I would like to thank Teacher Qin Luo!" Mu Yun wanted to refuse very much, but the words changed when he spoke. There was no way, and he was hooked by the boxing technique mentioned by Teacher Qin Luo.

"Hmph! Take your clothes that fell in my house tonight!" A cold voice came into my ears, and then I saw Teacher Lan Xue's enchanting back slowly disappear.

Walking on the way back to the classroom, Mu Yun felt puzzled.

"Teacher Qin Luo wants to teach me boxing?"

"I heard from fellow practitioners that Teacher Qin Luo likes to teach female students boxing in private, but I have never heard that he will teach male students boxing in private... Even if his favorite students have not received such treatment..."

"Teacher Qin Luo and Teacher Ranke are both pursuing Teacher Lan Xue. It is no longer a secret in school. Could it be that Teacher Qin Luo really thanks me because I am afraid that something will happen to Teacher Lan Xue and stand up?"

"This is a good thing..."

Entering the teaching building, there was a wide mirror hanging in the hall on the left. Mu Yun came to the mirror to sort out his clothes. This mirror is a "plastic surgery mirror" and was circulated from the army of the Ming Dynasty. The students in the school like to organize their clothes here.

Suddenly, Mu Yun's face changed drastically.

"How could this happen? Why is the luck above my head slowly dissipating? And there is black air lingering?"

Mu Yun widened his eyes and said, "Am I sick? No, I didn't feel any discomfort!"

"Why is this the hell?"

Full of doubts and anxiety, Mu Yun returned to the classroom and gained countless curious gazes.

Mu Yun is a Level 8 student of Huangjiao Town School. There are ten classes of Level 8 students, with about a hundred students in each class. At this moment, nearly 100 students, some men and women, staring at Mu Yun with wide eyes, all trying to see from him how different he is.

Faced with all this, Mu Yun walked to his position calmly, looked through the thick books on the table, and ignored these things, he was immersed in his thoughts.

Soon, a thin female teacher came in. The course scheduled this morning was Pharmaceutical Herbs, which was also a course that was loved by students. After all, not every student has the ability to build a foundation at the age of sixteen and is qualified to enter the Immortal Cultivation Academy.

Among these nearly 100 students, it is quite good to have two or three students enter the Academic Cultivation Academy. The remaining more than 90 students can only leave the school after they are sixteen years old and start their own work life.

Some students have some ways at home, so they will send them to major stores to learn some skills and make a living by relying on skills. Students who have no way out can only find another way out and collect herbs to sell them. This is one of the ways for many students to make a living after graduation.

Therefore, learning more about herbal medicine at this time will be very beneficial for you to get a job in the future.

"Class is now started. Last time we explained the Biluo Fengcao..." The thin herb teacher on the podium said calmly and began her explanation.

While listening to the teacher's explanation, he was thinking about the clean air above his head. This was not to say that he was not attentive in class, but that he knew all the things the teacher explained, and he could even be more colorful than what the teacher said.

There is no other reason. His father is a herb collector and a very experienced herb collector. When he was a child, Mu Yun was instilled with a lot of knowledge about herbs by his father, and he often accompanied his father to the mountains to collect herbs, and he also had rich experience.

Another point was that the feeling that made his heart palpitations did not disappear, and it always lingered in his heart and could not be gone.

"See if the luck of other fellow practitioners is similar to mine..."

After secretly activate his magical powers, he focused his eyes on his deskmate. The deskmate was a little fat man. At this time, the little fat man was turning his eyes, alerting the teacher, and carefully stuffing snacks into his mouth.

"Give it to you!" Feeling Mu Yun looking at him, the little fat man grinned and carefully pushed his snacks over to share with Mu Yun.

"Feixi, if you eat it, you will become a pig."

Mu Yun shook his head and rejected the fat man's kindness, but in just a moment, he had already seen the fat man's luck clearly.

A layer of white and clear air was lingering on the top of the little fat man's head, which was much richer than his father.

This made him puzzled. What is the secret of luck?

While thinking about this question in his mind, his eyes turned toward fellow practitioners.

One hour later, he observed the luck of nearly a hundred fellow practitioners, his eyes were filled with colorful results and he gained a lot.

"It turns out that fellow practitioners who are strong in strength have generally strong luck... It's also true that those with strong strength have good talents, and talents should be part of their luck..."

"Huh? Xiaodong's white and clear air was surrounded by gray air? Looking at his sick look, is it because his health is not good enough that it affects his luck?"

"Well, it's very likely that Su Fengmei has been ill for a month, and the gray gas on her head is even stronger than Xiaodong's. This proves that physical discomfort will affect her luck... No wonder people who have heard of the disease say they are very unlucky..."

"What about me? The black gas above my head. What does black gas mean?"

Carefully analyzing the phenomena he saw and drawing conclusions that these conclusions can be verified in the subsequent use of supernatural powers, and will become the basis.

"Mu Yun, come and introduce the special xing of Huo Luominghua!" Suddenly, a voice with a hint of anger came, and he woke up in awe.

"Yes, Teacher Zhuo! Huo Luominghua is happy..." Mu Yun hurriedly got up, bowed to the thin teacher on the podium, and began to explain Huo Luominghua's specialty and talked freely. Even his fellow practitioners could hear it very interesting.

"Well, it's not a reason for you to get away in class." The thin teacher's face relaxed a little and glanced at Mu Yun faintly.

Mu Yun quickly accused him of crime.

After breathing a long sigh, Mu Yun secretly used his magical power to observe the thin teacher's luck and was immediately shocked.

The clear air above the thin teacher's head actually condensed into two layers of iron towers, and the color of the iron tower showed a strong orange se, which was different from the white clear air of the fellow practitioners he observed.

"Why is the clean air above the teacher's head an orange SE double-layer tower? What does an orange SE mean? What does a double-layer tower mean?"

"It seems that the clear air above Teacher Lanxue's head is yellow... The clear air condenses into a layer of spire..."

His mind turned, and suddenly his eyes lit up, "I can deeply feel that the luck of the table teacher is much stronger than that of the teacher Lanxue, which means that the luck of the orange double-layer tower is stronger than that of the yellow first-layer tower..."

After a long time, Mu Yun stopped thinking and shook his head slightly: "It seems that there are still too few observed phenomena, and more observations are needed."

Time passed by quickly as he thought, and soon it ended in the morning.

After lunch, I continued the afternoon class.

The afternoon class was arranged by swordsmanship.

When their class arrived at the martial arts field, seven or eight thousand people had gathered in the martial arts field. The courses of Huangjiao Town School were usually theoretical classes in the morning and practice classes in the afternoon, combining theory and practice.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Mu Yun used his supernatural power to observe the students' luck.

He didn't stop until he was exhausted and felt dizzy, but he felt extremely excited.

He finally figured out the problem of luck reflected by his clear face and shape.

The clear-air seldom reflects the level of cultivation of the immortal cultivator. During his observation, he found that the clear-air seldom on the heads of the Foundation Establishment Students all showed white seldom, while there were several types of clear-air seldom on the heads of the teachers, the most were orange seldom, the few were red seldom, and the least were yellow, and there were only a few three.

"The clear air corresponding to the foundation building realm is white se, the condensation realm corresponds to red se, and the Immortal Palace realm corresponds to orange se, so the master realm must be yellow se..."

He was so excited to draw this conclusion.

The shape of the clear air reflects the intensity of the fortune of the immortal cultivator.

However, the intensity of luck is affected by many factors. Cultivation is on the one hand and physical health is on the other hand. As for whether there are other factors, he has not yet figured it out.

However, this already made him very excited.

"Teacher Lanxue is actually a master. Tsk tsk... It seems that Teacher Lanxue has never mentioned her realm? Also, it turns out that the most powerful person in the school is not the principal, but Teacher Feng Ling..."

Through his observation of luck, he also saw things he had never noticed before.

The swordsmanship ended in a pleasant atmosphere. Mu Yun carefully wiped the sword he used, returned it to the teacher, thanked the teacher and walked towards the back mountain.

Teacher Qin Luo wanted to teach him new boxing skills, and this temptation really made him feel itchy, so as soon as school was over, he walked towards the back mountain.

After passing through the martial arts venue and walking through the stream, we came to the foot of the mountain. A winding path led to the mountain. Mu Yun stood at the foot of the mountain and waited for Teacher Qin Luo.

After a while, Teacher Qin Luo's tall and handsome figure appeared in the distance and walked towards him.

"Hello Teacher Qin Luo!"

"Well, fellow practitioner Mu Yun, have you been waiting for a long time?"

"I just came here too..."

"Haha, let's go up the mountain. The teacher knew that there was a very good place on the mountain. The air was fresh and the vitality of the world should be richer. Going there to practice boxing will give you twice the result." Teacher Qin Luo had a warm smile on his face.

"Um."

Mu Yun followed Teacher Qin Luo and went up the mountain along the stone path.

"Huh? The clear air above Teacher Qin Luo's head is orange se, and the clear air is solid. It seems that Teacher Qin Luo is an immortal cultivator in the Immortal Palace realm, and his energy calculation is good." Using the magical power of observing Qi, Mu Yun saw through Teacher Qin Luo's cultivation.

"Well? Why do I feel the clear air above Teacher Qin Luo's head like a ferocious beast, trying to tear me apart?" Mu Yun's face suddenly changed.

"Is this the supernatural power of observing qi showing off?"

Mu Yun's heart moved, and when he thought about what happened today, he suddenly felt something. The feeling that made him palpitations was something that Teacher Qin Luo said he wanted to teach him boxing privately, and he agreed to it...

"Does Teacher Qin Luo do not help me?" Mu Yun's face was unstable. As soon as this idea formed in his mind, it would linger. The more he thought about it, the more he felt that it was true.

At this moment, he found that the sky had turned dark, and he followed Teacher Qin Luo to the depths of the back mountain.

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