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The copper mirror emitted a gentle light. Fan Wuji, on the other hand, muttered a mysterious language that his parents had taught him when he was young. This language was extremely complicated. Fan Wuji recited the chant like he was reciting an incantation.

As Fan Wuji's voice rose, the copper mirror in his arms began to tremble more and more. As the copper mirror trembled, the gentle glow of the mirror grew more and more dazzling.

"With my copper mirror illuminating my body, and with the natural power contained in it, I can use it to replenish my body." Fan Wuji recited the mysterious language, and then a wave of pure refined natural power leaked out from the copper mirror. This natural power entered his body and began to heal his injuries.

Seeing this, Fan Wuji nodded in satisfaction. He continued, "Use my copper mirror to seal my body."

In the next moment, the bronze mirror violently shook non-stop. From within, a dazzling light radiated, illuminating the entire bedroom. In the end, the light completely poured into Fan Wuji's body.

After a quarter of an hour, that dazzling radiance gradually dispersed. And the terrifying aura within Fan Wuji's body was completely gone. At this moment, his aura was similar to that of an ordinary person who had never cultivated before.

Fan Wuji said, "Only by sealing yourself like this can you keep the natural power from leaking out. This was the fastest way to repair the body. Furthermore, it only seals my fleshly body cultivation. My physical body's cultivation level is too high. If I were to be discovered, it would be very easy for my identity to be revealed. If that's the case, sealing the cultivation of the body is killing two birds with one stone. "

Fan Wuji had experienced the mysteries of the copper mirror since he was young. He had learned some simple spells and publications from his mother that used the copper mirror. Even with the simple usage of the copper mirror, it still contained all sorts of unimaginable mysteries.

He infused the power of nature into it, sealing the cultivation base of his fleshly body. It was already dawn. Not long later, the first ray of light shone into Fan Wuji's courtyard. The gentle sunlight shone down on his face, making him feel warm and comfortable.

Fan Wuji stretched lazily, and after eating breakfast, he walked out of his own courtyard.

He came to the classroom and sat behind Fu Yiyi. He looked at Fu Yiyi, who was still in a daze. Sometimes, just looking at the back of the person you like is already very blissful. Fan Wuji was very satisfied. He really enjoyed the days of coming into close contact with Fu Yiyi.

At this time, the guide, Leng Qingqiu, had a frown on his face and revealed an expression of displeasure. This time, she did not attack Fan Wuji with chalk. He called Fan Wuji up and asked him to answer questions.

In Leng Qingqiu's eyes, Fan Wuji's mind was wandering as he attended class. If he didn't study, he definitely wouldn't be able to learn anything from her. Thus, she casually asked a few questions for Fan Wuji to answer.

Fan Wuji nodded slightly and stood up. He still had a carefree attitude and an almost blind confidence. His expression was normal, his posture was graceful, and his voice was full of energy. At this point, he was able to answer the question posed by the tour guide, Leng Qingqiu, with great ease.

Seeing this, the guide, Leng Qingqiu, was a little surprised in his heart. But she kept her face impassive and continued to ask a few tricky questions. And Fan Wuji answered the question almost perfectly without thinking.

At this moment, the guide Leng Qingqiu and the other students' gazes all changed as they looked at Fan Wuji. Who would have thought that a absent-minded and carefree person would be able to perfectly answer the questions raised by the teacher? There was no lack of emphasis and trickery in these questions.

On the other hand, the guide Leng Qingqiu sighed in her heart: "Could this fellow be a genius?" No way. No matter how much of a genius one was, one needed to learn in order to grasp knowledge. But this guy was distracted every time he attended class, how could he possibly see him studying hard?

Leng Qingqiu looked around angrily. She tried to find her partner who had cheated for Fan Wuji. She didn't think that Fan Wuji was only able to answer my questions because he had truly mastered the art of knowledge. But she was soon disappointed. Even with her cultivation and vision, she was unable to find any evidence that Fan Wuji had maligned in his own interests.

Seeing Fan Wuji was able to perfectly answer his questions. Leng Qingqiu also could not reprimand Fan Wuji. Leng Qingqiu, on the other hand, suppressed the anger in her heart and continued with her lecture.

And this high-profile Fan Wuji had no intention of repenting at all. He was still lost in thought as he watched Fu Yiyi's back. When Leng Qingqiu saw this, the roots of his teeth started to itch with hatred.

"Class is over!" Following the ringing of the bell, Leng Qingqiu spat out these two words in a cold voice. Following Leng Qingqiu's order, all the students stood up and shouted their teacher's farewell.

Leng Qingqiu looked at Fan Wuji, who was still staring at Fu Yiyi, and felt a surge of anger. She gritted her teeth and hatefully said, "Student Fan Wuji, come to my office after class."

As a director and a teacher, Leng Qingqiu was famous in the academy for being impartial and capable. At this moment, Leng Qingqiu called Fan Wuji over to his office. All of the students present gave him a look that said they wished for good fortune.

When Fan Wuji heard this, he woke up from his trance. Fan Wuji was neither sad nor happy, and his heart was as calm as a lake. Not long later, Fan Wuji arrived at Leng Qingqiu's office.

The moment he entered, Leng Qingqiu's expression changed into one of incomparable seriousness and seriousness. At the same time, her aura underwent a drastic change, as if she had become a director and teacher.

She coldly said, "Fan Wuji, you were distracted during class and answered questions about favoritism and malpractice. Do you know your wrongs?"

"Teacher Leng. I did get distracted in class. But teacher, what is the ultimate purpose of a student's class? " Fan Wuji graciously admitted that his mind was wandering and asked a question in return.

When Leng Qingqiu heard this, he let out a laugh and said lightly: "The ultimate purpose of a student's classes is naturally to learn about cultivation. Do you really think that I don't even have this much common sense? "

"That's right. Teacher. Although I was absentminded, I had a perfect grasp of all the knowledge in the first grade. In other words, my grade is second in the class, so no one dares to claim to be first. " Fan Wuji smiled brightly as he spoke, his smile still on his face.

Fan Wuji had a charming smile on his face as he said indifferently, "Some people study hard to achieve amazing results. I'm called a bookworm. And some people don't need to study hard to be able to achieve amazing results. This kind of person is called the God of Learning. Teacher Leng, this one is not talented.

When Leng Qingqiu heard this, his expression froze. This was the first time she had heard of the concept of a bookworm and a student deity. Her expression then changed to one of disbelief. Leng Qingqiu then began to ask questions about all sorts of obscure and difficult to understand cultivation knowledge. Even many lecturers did not dare to fully grasp all of this knowledge.

He only saw Fan Wuji chattering without holding back. Every bit of cultivation knowledge, he was able to perfectly explain from many angles. Upon seeing this, Leng Qingqiu finally realized that the so-called student deity really did exist. Thus, she looked at Fan Wuji with a complicated expression, her heart filled with excitement for having such a student.