Raising the Demon

Chapter 25 A White Fox Listens to the Sermon
A spot of light is on the mountainside, where the bluestone is.

A spot of light on the road from Xiayan Village to Mengcheng is the Galloping Horse Stone.

A spot of light is in the ancestral hall, which is the statue of Yan's ancestors.

A spot of light in Zi Baifeng's study room should be the abacus of that Zi Baifeng using the formula of raising demons.

These four light spots vary in brightness and size, but they are indeed bright.And around these four light spots, the death aura shrouded in it became weaker, especially near the bluestone, the death aura was almost completely dispelled.

Although among these four light spots, only Qingshi has truly become a demon, and the others have only inherited Zi Baifeng's aura, but this is the aura of Raising a Demon Art after all, which has its special features and is completely different from other auras.

Against the backdrop of these four light spots, the dead air in the entire Xiayan Village seems to have been expelled and it has become more vibrant. Looking down, you can see that there are more green plants around the village than before. Not a lot.

At the turn of spring and summer, it is the season when all things start. When the dead energy is eliminated, the number of creatures immediately increases.

In addition to these four light spots, there are also these black spots moving.The black dots are of different shades, some are faintly visible, and some are thick and heavy.

There are many black spots among them, all of which are concentrated in private schools.

These... are people?
There are four extremely dense ones, one is at Zi Baifeng's house, that is the father; one is not far from the opposite side, that is Yan Wu's family, one is in the private school, that is Xiaoshi, and the third is moving out of the private school , it turned out to be Yan Lao Wu!

Zi Baifeng's heart moved, and he suddenly understood that this must also be a kind of belief, trust in himself, or closeness, the three of them absolutely trust in him, and Yan Lao Wu also trusts him so much?

There is also a black spot, which is only a little weaker than these four black spots. Judging by the location, it turns out to be four dogs.

This guy was really scared by Zi Baifeng and surrendered.

Looking carefully, Zi Baifeng found that he could still see what these people were doing. Dad was sawing wood, Mrs. Yan and Wu were cooking, Sigou was sleeping late, Laowu Yan was walking, and the little stone...was rushing. Make faces yourself.

Wanting to continue reading, Zi Baifeng staggered suddenly and grabbed the door frame, only to realize that his spiritual power had been exhausted, and he hadn't had time to replenish his spiritual power when he woke up in the morning.

After a little thought, Zi Baifeng understood why this happened.

As the saying goes, phases are born from the heart, and if this piece of porcelain falls into the hands of others, it may be the legendary art of seeing the earth and listening to the earth, or it may produce a bronze mirror that reflects everything in the world, or it may turn into a scroll, drawing There are many living beings, but for Zi Baifeng, these are not intuitive enough. The most intuitive is the satellite map from the bird's-eye view of playing games in the previous life, which is high above and has insight into everything.

Just transforming all living beings into images that can be seen is not without consumption. What it consumes is spiritual power, Zi Baifeng's spiritual power.

This is another benefit brought by the tiles. At present, it seems that it should have a certain relationship with the Raising Demon Art, but the specific relationship is unknown.

Zi Baifeng is a person with a strong thirst for knowledge. He has just met a new toy, and he is really upset if he doesn’t understand it. But there are still a large group of brats waiting for him to teach him. What should he do?

As soon as Zi Baifeng rolled his eyes, he had an idea. He went back to the private school and said, "On the first day of today, let's have a different form of class. Come on, everyone bring your own things and follow me to the mountain!"

to the mountains?No matter the big ones or the small ones, they were all surprised and inexplicable, only Xiao Shitou laughed, he knew that Zi Baifeng must be taking these people to the big stone on the mountain.

A group of people left the private school and walked up the mountain in a mighty manner. The team was meandering, the older ones pulled the younger ones, the younger ones followed the older ones, and there were a few older children carrying their younger brothers on their backs. They were very friendly.

In front of the big bluestone, Zi Baifeng let the children sit down on the floor—although it is far less comfortable than the tables and chairs in the private school, the children are obviously more relaxed, especially those who have never been to the private school. Resisted like just now.

Zi Baifeng leaned his back on the big blue stone and said: "Sit down first, I will tell you a story, um, let me tell you a story about a fox fairy..."

These children, what they like most are the strange things, and they all pricked up their ears when they heard this.

"It is said that the general judge of Fenzhou Prefecture is a man surnamed Zhu..."

"Where is Fenzhou Prefecture?"

"What is the general sentence?" A curious baby immediately interrupted him to ask.

"Fenzhou Mansion is a far away place, and you don't even know it."

"Then how do you know?" Someone asked, asking questions in a mess.

Zi Baifeng suddenly realized that he really underestimated the difficulty of being a private school teacher. Fortunately, Zi Baifeng has some authority now, so he put on a straight face and said, "Just listen to me!"

Only then did the chaotic voices of the crowd be suppressed.

In fact, the story told by Zi Baifeng is a very small story in Liaozhai, but Zi Baifeng told it himself, a short and concise story about the fox in Fenzhou, but it also has ups and downs. Love, these guys yearn for each other, wishing that a fox fairy will come to him immediately and solve the great cause of marrying a wife.When they heard that the two were about to separate, they couldn't help but shed tears of sympathy. When they heard that the two were still separated in the end, they were disappointed for a long time.

Seeing that no matter whether it is a big child or a small child, they can understand and listen with gusto, Zi Baifeng nodded secretly in his heart. This is certainly related to the fascinating speech of Zi Baifeng, but at the same time, it is also because beside the big bluestone, there is extraordinarily abundant aura , Attention is also particularly easy to concentrate, and comprehension has also been enhanced.This is the place where Zi Baifeng learned geomantic omen. Now that there are more people here, it seems that instead of affecting Uncle Qingshi's absorption of spiritual energy, it seems that Uncle Qingshi is happier. It seems that more people are thinking, more people are speaking, Let him get more spirituality.What surprised Zi Baifeng even more was that he found that he had unknowingly used the formula of raising a demon during the lecture.

A few days ago, the formula of raising a demon could only be written with a pen, and the target could only be aimed at one person, but now, it has changed, and it can actually be "preached".

Could it be that the formula of raising demons has been promoted to the second level "Yin Yang Sheng"?After a moment of careful comprehension, he shook his head again. The first level of Raising Monster Art is only "more than half" level. This "preaching" is just a change that occurred after half of the first level of Raising Monster Art. Although it can cover more People, but it is more like a subtle influence, rather than the kind of perfection that is almost the finishing touch of writing with a pen.

Looking up, the students were paying attention; looking back, Uncle Qingshi was also listening carefully, and the aura and wisdom formed a perfect cycle, with Zi Baifeng as the center and the Yao Yang formula as the support, and a self-circulation system was built here. Xintiandi.

Zi Baifeng was inexplicably surprised. If humans and monsters can co-exist in this way, where did the legends about monsters causing disasters come from?Perhaps, this is actually a special function of the Raising Demon Art?
Zi Baifeng was puzzled, but no one could explain it to him. He leaned against the bluestone to tell stories, and the aura had entered his body spontaneously. Now the bluestone no longer needs to be written with a pen, it can already listen , can perceive everything around.

Because in the past, he always wrote on the bluestone, so the bluestone can communicate with Zibaifeng by using aura to transform the handwriting.And if you tell stories here every day from now on, maybe Uncle Qingshi will be able to talk after a while?
Very likely!
"Brother, brother!" After Zi Baifeng finished speaking, Xiao Shitou immediately raised his little hand high, for fear that Zi Baifeng would not see him.

"Now you want to call me Mr., what's your problem?" Zi Baifeng felt amused.

"Sir..." Xiao Shitou asked awkwardly, "Why doesn't the fox stay with that pig man? Don't they like each other?"

"Why?" Zi Baifeng raised his head, looked in the direction of the creek, and replied while thinking: "Maybe this is the nature of a fox. When it sees you, it wants to get close to you, but if you want to chase Go up, but it will leave again..."

The fox fairy in the story seems to choose to leave in the end, if he doesn't want to be bound, maybe this is the fox.

After Zi Baifeng finished speaking, he was suddenly taken aback and let out a cry of surprise.

In a bush beside the creek, a snow-white fox was looking at him with two pointed ears, tilting its head.The white fox found that Zi Baifeng had spotted it, and turned around and ran away.

"Ah, fox!"

"Chasing!" When a group of cubs, big and small, saw the fox, they rushed up like hounds, and chased across the creek, only to find that the fox had long since disappeared.

"Don't hit it, maybe it's a fox fairy!"

"Come back, it's just a little fox." Zi Baifeng said, and the students came back in dismay.

"The story is over, let's go to class." Zi Baifeng turned around, covered with thick ink, and wrote the story of "Fenzhou Fox" stroke by stroke on the bluestone for the older children to recite, Let the half-grown children read aloud, and then gather a group of children such as Xiao Shitou together to teach them how to read and write.

Not in a private school, so that these children have no pressure, and the learning effect is not bad.Of course, they didn't know that it was because of the miraculous effect of bluestone.Even the little stone can sit still, although he tried to slip away several times, but was reported by Xiao Tuozi and caught by Zi Baifeng.

It's no wonder that this situation can slip away now. This little guy probably felt that he was teaching so many people at the same time and didn't pay attention to him, so he deliberately did some outrageous things to attract his attention.Zi Baifeng knew a little about Xiao Shitou's psychology, so Zi Baifeng deliberately praised Xiao Shitou for his good study and fast learning, which immediately turned Xiao Shitou's interest in studying.

Thinking of myself in the past, I only knew how to reprimand Xiao Shitou, but didn’t know how to make the best use of the situation. The harmed Xiao Shitou was afraid when he saw himself, and was full of resistance to learning. Now, when Xiao Shitou is learning, his eyes are shining, Stare closely at Zi Baifeng.Zi Baifeng also absolutely did not hesitate to give him appropriate rewards. To Zi Baifeng, the little stone is his own brother. It is false to treat him equally. If it is not good for his brother, who can he be good for?
Zi Baifeng didn't care whether Xiao Shitou would be successful or not, but he hoped that Xiao Shitou would have more knowledge.

One morning later, when Zi Baifeng announced that school was over, everyone was still a little unsatisfied and reluctant to part.

The private schools in the village only have classes for half a day, and for the rest of the day, these children have to help the family with work.

"Sir, are we still going to class here tomorrow?" It was Yan Laowu's grandson Yan Xiaoliu who was talking. Today he has been completely convinced, and even likes the feeling of going to class.

　It's a new week, ask for a reward, ask for a collection, ask for a recommendation, ask for all kinds!

　　In addition, I found that the original essence is the same as the starting point, there is a quantity...

　　But it doesn't show how much there is, so be cautious when adding essence...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)