Vol 2 Chapter 235: The professor is very angry

"Each spell has its own grammar, formula, unique structure and sound rules, and has different casting taboos."
"For example, to cast the mantra of'Jingfu and Zhaoming' requires bathing and fasting and praying for seven days to forty-nine days. Another example is some Taoist mantras. If you want to display them, you must stop killing, stealing, and lie; The spells passed down by the teachers must draw strength from killing, torment, and pain."
"Countless contradictions and conflicts seriously hindered the inheritance and progress of ancient magic knowledge...until the birth of the modern school of wizards."
"Including but not limited to the Jiuyou School, Alpha School, Dimension School, Mind School, New School, etc., under the successive exhibitions and improvements of many modern wizarding schools, the shackles of ancient knowledge finally abandoned by the wizarding world have captured modern wizardry. The pulse of surgery."
"One of the most important achievements is the Dharma book."
"Through advanced magical principles such as multi-dimensional resonance and causal referral, wizards used Dharma books to reconcile the contradictions and conflicts between spells of different factions, and finally were able to ignore many taboos and cast most of the spells we know."
Professor Yao stood on the podium waving his pipe and talking freely.
Many people are struggling to write quickly, lest they miss what the professor mentioned.
Zheng Qing stared at his brush closely, watching it happily swearing Huan'er on the notebook, occasionally when the ink dries up, it would jump into the inkstone pool to soak and roll.
This is the little trick Xiao Xiao taught him—similar side-door spells are very popular among young wizards in the first university, and highly skilled students can even direct seven or eight pens to do different homework at the same time.
Professors don't mind young people using these convenient and quick methods to keep up with the pace of their lectures, as long as they don't play these clever tricks during exams.
"You don’t need to pinch your hands, you don’t need to make mudra, you don’t need to hold a silly wooden stick, and you don’t need to wring the rooster’s neck, take out the black dog’s heart, and then cut it against a pot of boiling water. I broke the palm of my hand and sang a ballad that no one understood."
"You only need to follow the requirements in the textbook and use the correct way to transcribe the mantra into the book."
"When you use it, you can recite them in a standard tone... Some people may be shy, and meditation is completely fine, but it will slightly reduce the power of the spell."
"Is there any easier way to cast spells than this?"
As he said, Professor Yao raised his dark red soft leather book and shook vigorously in mid-air.
The pages of the book collided with each other, making a clatter.
The five colors of light flickered between the pages, revealing an obscure and heavy fluctuation.
Everyone in the classroom looked at the book nervously, shaking their heads frantically, lest the professor would accidentally blow up the building.
"I also heard that Shangyuan Shusi has been promoting the'Keo'an Ramos' Book of Dharma' in recent years, such as branding the'Five Aggregate Exorcism' on the title page of the soft-cover Dharma book and the books on the hard-shell Dharma book. He even engraved the'Contemporary Curse', and even directly turned the scroll of the Han silk book into a murder weapon. Seeing the evil spirit and the wild monster go up, it is a stick... a stick to kill."
When the professor said this, his tone was quite agitated, and he slammed the book in his hand on the table:
"So some people say that a wizard who doesn't master the curse doesn't need to worry about it... as long as you put more effort in the duel class and learn how to throw bricks and sticks... You say, there is no reason!"
Although everyone heard this passage a little confused, the professor couldn't help but praise it.
So everyone nodded repeatedly, saying that it was too reasonable.
Zheng Qing nodded, turned his head to Xiao Xiao, and asked in a low voice, "What is Kooan Lemos' book? It sounds like a series... a very brutal series?"
"Korean Lemos, it means stupid. You can understand this series of books as'fools-type books,' meaning that you can cast certain spells without copying spells on the books." Xiao Xiao curled his lips, with a look of disdain: "It's an act of putting the cart before the horse."
Zheng Qing turned his head in horror and looked at the podium.
Sure enough, Professor Yao was making a stink as he knocked the pipe in his hand on the lecture table.
Fiery red sparks appeared one after another with the thin smoke, like a fire dragon sneezing.
"Who is nodding? Who dares to nod!"
Old Yao's face was pulled up, and his small dark eyes exuded a terrifying color:
"Who would dare not to recite the spells and use the books in your hands to smash people? I know that this year's credits will be deducted!"
"It's turning the sky, you guys."
"Don't know what class this is? Huh? I just tried... Are you so unsure of the spell?"
The classroom was quiet, everyone closed their mouths obediently, letting them teach the big thunder.
Zheng Qing laughed silently, lowered his head, and focused on the brass patterns and soft leather buckles embedded in his book.
The buckle was still jade, he blinked, thinking carefully.
The elves on the blackboard are very knowledgeable about dealing with angry professors. They floated out of the classroom quickly, and soon dragged the hot tea cup to the professor.
Old Yao drank three cups of tea in a row, and the anger on his face disappeared a lot.
"If you want to truly master the spell, you must understand and be able to use the book."
"If you want to really use the Dharma books, you must master all kinds of knowledge in magic text, runes, and divination classes."
"So, as your counselor, I'm here to emphasize it again."
"In my class, all-I mean all courses-are not allowed to hang up!"
With that, the professor's gaze slipped from the corner of the classroom.
Nicholas's arm that was flipping the book stiffened a bit, but immediately moved casually.
"A step difference, a step difference, in the blink of an eye will become the end of the world... If you don't work hard, maybe we will have more boxes of ashes at the 100th anniversary banquet of our class... The skeleton rack of rice!"
"Are you willing?"
"I don't want to!" There was a neat, loud answer immediately in the classroom.
"Matthew couldn't eat food originally." Fatty Xin turned his head, with a narrow smile on his face.
"He doesn't have to worry about turning into loess in a hundred years," Zheng Qing smacked his lips enviously: "I really found that vampires are a very unscientific creature..."
"Magic world, what science are you talking about!" Zhang Jixin sneered: "Vampires really don't need to worry about turning into loess...because they all turn into white ash after death."
Professor Yao did not pay attention to the whispers of a few boys in the back row of the classroom.
Perhaps because he was a little excited about the speech just now ~EbookFREE.me~, he decided to take a little while-for example, flip through the homework that Downton had just collected.
After flipping it a few times, the professor's face was pulled down again.
"Whose homework belongs to?"
Lao Yao broke the silence in the classroom again, using to pull out a crumpled piece of mulberry paper, Lao Gao with raised eyebrows: "You will give me the last homework of this month... Rolling noodles?"
Zheng Qing looked at the familiar piece of mulberry paper and the small dark red trace on the paper, and couldn't help sighing deeply.
"It's over, you." He muttered, quietly kicking Fatty Xin in front of him, his tone full of schadenfreude: "It looks like the professor is very angry!"
　　
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