C120

Chapter 120 - framing (1)

Mu Wanjun woke up early in the morning and after she happily washed up, she changed into the winter coat that Jin Yulie had specially sent over with dark guard.

She and Si Tu walked towards the classroom.

Along the way, countless people were pointing at her.

"It's her! She's the one who stole my money!"

"Shh, stop talking, be careful she might hear you."

"So what if we hear it? Just because she came out of State Duke of Jin's Mansion, even the Principal gave her three points.

When Si Tu heard these whispers, he was even more indignant. He wanted to argue with these people, but he was stopped by the look in Mu Wanjun's eyes.

"Ignore them and clear your mind."

"Only you in Elder Sister Mu can endure it."

Mu Wanjun didn't say anything, but she knew very well in her heart. Mu Yanran thought that the reason why she made such a move was because she was about to go mad with anger. Her move was full of loopholes, she should only be hoping that she could create some trouble during the winter emergency and stir up the anger of the masses towards Mu Wanjun.

However, her goal seemed to have been achieved for the time being.

A lot of people were discussing behind Mu Wanjun.

Everyone was rushing to the back of the mountain. Today's class was taught by Elder Wu, who was a member of the nature's race. He was used to teaching to lead his students out of the classroom.

There was only one road at the back of the mountain, and everyone was rushing there. A lot of people who passed by Mu Wanjun, would have to push her intentionally or not.

Elder Feng had been ordered to investigate the matter and there were no results, but Mu Yanran had already sent people to spread the news, locking down the suspect as Mu Wanjun. Everyone could not say it out, but they all wished that they could beat Mu Wanjun up behind her back.

"You all …" Si Tu asked angrily.

Mu Wanjun smiled faintly. She saw that Si Tu was even more furious than she was, so she whispered into his ear: "There's going to be a good show later on, don't be anxious."

Seeing her cunning gaze, Si Tu suddenly thought of something, "Sister Ye Zi?"

Mu Wanjun did not speak further, but lightly nodded.

They arrived at an open space in the drill grounds at the back of the mountain. The area was already covered in a layer of white snow. In the middle of the drill grounds, there were a total of nineteen big ox-skin drums.

The color of the drum was like cinnabar, appearing exceptionally eye-catching in this pure white world.

It was placed in a manner similar to a plum flower, with a total of three big drums forming one. In the middle, there was a single drum, and on the middle, there was a person standing on the drum.

Elder Wu was on the drum, wearing a thin white robe. The wind caressed his body, causing his clothes to flutter. In the vast expanse of white, he was like an immortal in the midst of snow.

No one dared to disturb him. Elder Wu was the most handsome of the five, but his temper was unusually bad.

Everyone was carefully waiting on him.

Seeing that everyone was standing in their own seats, he nodded his head in satisfaction and swept his gaze across every single one of them.

It was because of their perseverance that they had to take classes outside in this snowy weather!

"Everyone is here. Good."

His long sleeves fluttered in the wind, causing countless snowflakes to fly towards them. The snowflakes that covered his face and head fell upon them, instantly causing them to feel ice-cold.

They hurriedly tried to brush away the snow on their bodies, but Elder Wu's sharp eyes swept over them.

"As a friar, you can't even withstand such a cold?"

Everyone hurriedly stopped and did not dare to act rashly, allowing the ice and snow to freeze on their faces.

Mu Yanran was so angry since young, how could she have suffered so much? She could not help but shiver.

However, things did not stop there. Elder Wu pointed to the drums around him and said: "This is the plum flower Drum, although it may look simple on 19 sides, but there are eighty-one types of changes. To be able to create an array formation, friar's cultivation is not purely limited to raising his cultivation realm, both the exterior and the exterior also need to complement each other."

As he spoke, he swept his palm forward and saw nineteen large drums floating in the air, changing directions. In his hands, there really had been eighty-one different forms.

"I have already shown you the evolution of these formations. Everyone, practice on your own. If you want to end class, everyone must remember the five changes and evolve them. "

After he finished speaking, he floated down from the drum and let everyone practice.

He had to make people remember that he was under a lot of pressure.

Without any other choice, everyone began to practice around the big drum.