"It doesn't matter if I didn't learn to break the road before. Now there is a gifted student in my class. I don't want to mislead my children!" "Jiang Feng said lightly.

After Jiang Feng's words, he did not give the death show a chance to speak. He directly reached out and pushed the death show to leave.

"Hello! Hello! What's the matter with you recently? I always feel that you are strange. You... Don't forget to give lessons to students tomorrow Jiang Feng pushes the death show to leave. Naturally, the death show is reluctant, but the power in the death show can't be compared with Jiang Feng.

Soon, the God of death show was pushed out of the door by Jiang Feng, Jiang Feng directly closed the door, leaving a face in the show of death.

Jiang Feng went to the center of the room, opened the small space again, and practiced.

With the fruit of soul, Jiang Feng's spiritual pressure is very strong, which is one level higher than the God of death in the world of corpse and soul, which leads to Jiang Feng's abundant spiritual power.

If the God of death, who controls Lingzi with high precision, releases a complete broken Dao, which requires 10 spiritual powers, then Jiang Feng releases a complete broken Dao needs 11 spiritual powers. The power of breaking Dao released by both is the same, but the spiritual power consumed is quite different.

When Jiang Feng's soul strength is high and his spirit is full, he can't see any problems. However, once he meets the God of death at the same level as his own soul, these problems will appear. In order to prevent these things from happening, Jiang Feng must improve his control accuracy of Lingzi.

If you can make the spirit pressure and Lingzi not waste, Jiang Feng's strength can be further improved!

"How to finely control the spirit child and the spirit pressure should be a compulsory subject for the God of death, and there should be books on this subject in the library."

"It's such a happy decision to go to the library after class for the students!"

Feeling his chin and thinking about it, Jiang Feng whispered.

"Thirty one of the broken ways, red artillery!"

Time is pressing, Jiang Feng once again trained from the 30th to the 60th broken road.

The broken roads above 60 belong to higher ghost roads, and the difficulty is getting higher and higher. They begin to stack geometrically.

Until the beginning of the 90th, the leaders below the rank of captain should be deterred. There is not enough spiritual pressure. If we force to learn the broken path above 90, we will not only fail to learn, but also hurt ourselves.

Jiang Feng is not the kind of person who looks like a fat man. He knows that learning broken Dao needs to be done step by step, from the shallow to the deep. Until the broken road before the 60th is fully mastered, Jiang Feng does not intend to contact the broken road above 60.

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He lingting, Zhenyang Lingshu college.

This is class 10 of grade one, which is also the class of the God of death. Jiang Feng got his own curriculum schedule and knew that he had his own class today. So he took the time to walk out of the dormitory and walked slowly towards the class.

Arriving at the door of the class, Jiang Feng happens to meet daishida Xiamei. There are several death students around him. However, because Jiang Feng came to class for the first time, he has not introduced himself. Among these students, only daishida Xiamei knows him.

"Good morning, Mr. Zhenping. You've finally come to teach us!"

Xiaotian Xiamei first said hello to Jiang Feng, and then went to Jiang Feng's side and asked with concern: "teacher Zhenping, why didn't you come yesterday? Are you sick?"

"No, it's just that something has been delayed!" "Jiang Feng said with a smile that he would not tell Hatta Xiamei that he was too forgetful because he had learned how to break the road, so he forgot them at all.

Hearing Jiang Feng's words, daishida Xiamei nodded slightly, and her own brain made up for Jiang Feng's busy things. She originally thought that if Jiang Feng didn't come to class today, she would go to the teacher's dormitory to look for Jiang Feng.

"Let's go. Class is coming soon." Jiang Feng smiles at Xiamei and steps into the classroom.

Entering the classroom, Jiang Feng saw at one glance that there were forty or fifty death students. As the class was about to begin, most of the death students were sitting in their seats waiting quietly, but there were still a few more active death students fighting.

Soon after class, Jiang Feng stepped onto the platform and gave a speech, including self introduction and some matters that students should pay attention to in class in the future.

Yesterday, a class had been delayed, so Jiang Feng started to teach directly

the God of death Zhenping is not good at ghost road. His course is the basic knowledge of spiritual pressure and Lingzi, so what Jiang Feng tells the students of death is also the foundation of spiritual pressure and spirit son.

"The so-called spiritual pressure is a kind of pressure that one's soul becomes more and more powerful in the process of cultivation, and one's own soul power keeps close contact with spiritual power, which naturally gives out a kind of pressure."

"For those who have the same spiritual power, the greater the gap between them, the stronger will have a crushing deterrent and oppressive effect on the weak. Even the weak will be stunned by the pressure sent out unconsciously by the other party..."

"If a person wants to become a qualified God of death, the first thing to do is to feel the spirit power particles between heaven and earth, have their own spiritual power, obtain spiritual pressure, and then use the spirit son...""As for how to use Lingzi, in your ghost class, your ghost teacher will teach you in detail. I won't say much here..."

Jiang Feng stood on the podium and began to talk. All these contents are the most basic knowledge of spiritual pressure. Zhenping, the God of death, has it in his memory and in the books he has read. Jiang Feng will come soon after he opens his mouth.

Jiang Feng talked on and on. Some of the death students listened with great interest, while others felt very boring, lying on the table.

Before returning to Zhenyang spiritual academy, some death students mastered the knowledge of Lingzi and spiritual pressure through various ways.

At the bottom of the platform, there are a group of students from class 10. Among them, Jiang Feng knows a young Tian Xiamei, who is sitting in the front row of a seat seriously and listening to the class seriously. As for the other death students, Jiang Feng has no impression at all.

Jiang Feng stood on the platform and had a good view of the various small movements of the students of the God of death, but he was too lazy to talk about them.

Soon, class was over, and Jiang Feng finished class directly and did not drag the class. When he was in the earth star, Jiang Feng didn't like the teacher who dragged the class. He didn't want to be a person he hated.

What's more, compared with teaching these students the knowledge of spiritual pressure and Lingzi, Jiang Feng is more willing to learn the broken path above 60.

"Zhenping, how do you feel about this class of students?" On the way back to the teacher's dormitory, Jiang Feng suddenly heard a voice behind him.

Death show in a smile to the side of Jiang Feng.

"Oh! Not bad! " "Said Jiang Feng lightly.

"Zhenping, I heard that the shallow fighting of the students in our college has already been in place. I don't know what kind of soul chopping knife the students of this session will wake up to!" In the eyes of the God of death, a look of expectation flashed in his eyes, and said with a smile to Jiang Feng.

"Shallow hit!" , smell speech, Jiang Feng's eyes slightly a Leng, suddenly stopped the pace.

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