Chapter 1604 Chapter 182: The Dean's Big Class (1)

The samples that should have been taken over were nowhere to be seen, and the destruction of the plan made Cao Lie's mood very unbeautiful.

But what is even less beautiful is the stupidity of others, so Cao Lie asked quietly, "How about the Stone Three Carvings?"

"The study of the past and the present is a marvel of good fortune."

Xiang Dongyou even praised: "It's just a dragon beast with a thin bloodline, and its combat power in two years is close to that of the blood of the beast. If it has a hundred or ten heads in time, the warden can sweep the wasteland and dominate Xihe. unstoppable!"

"Since you know that dragons and beasts are so important, how dare you be moved by this?"

Quiet!

shock!

The unexpected scene made Xiang Dongyou feel cold, his legs softened and he knelt on the ground, trying to explain but couldn't even say a word, his soul trembled.

Cao Lie looked down at the idiot on the ground, his eyes mocking.

There are always people who think they are smart and want to control the situation when they don't understand anything, but they don't understand that the jumping antelope will always die before the slow-moving yak.

Reaching out and squeezing Xiang Dongyou to grab the gray face, Cao Lie said indifferently: "Never use human scale to judge the king."

"The warden is forgiving, the subordinates dare not, never dare to do it again."

"Human nature is repetitive, and it is normal to repeat mistakes, so when a person starts to make mistakes, he will keep making mistakes."

Cao Lie grabbed the hair bun and lifted the person until he was level with his sight: "The uncle is dead, but who makes me like smart people, especially smart people like you."

Divine light burst into his gray eyes. Xiang Dongyou, who was caught in his hair bun, heard the ease in Cao Lie’s words, and quickly said: "From now on, my subordinate will be a dog next to the warden. You let me go west. Go west, ask me to go east and then east, ask the warden to forgive your subordinates this time."

"Will you be a dog for this seat?"

Cao Lie smiled and said, "It's a pity to be a dog. A smart person like you deserves a better identity."

"No, no, no! Subordinates, subordinates don't mean that."

Xiang Dongyou, who suddenly realized what Cao Lie was going to do, seemed to be gripped by someone's heart. The feeling of suffocation made him struggling and shouting: "Guardian, warden, uh!!!"

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The first day of the first month of 1796 in the Longzhou calendar

Wushuang Academy, Tianjie Large Classroom

If the rise of the academy is divided into several stages, then the first stage should be the advent of the five-turn dragon gate. Although the lower courts of various sects now have more superior dragon gates, if you ask about the most famous, it is undoubtedly Wushuang Academy This.

And in the second stage of rise, Yanyang Jianzun sent three hundred boys from the Xu family. Although they are only juveniles, it also means that Wushuang Academy has the ability to teach holy land disciples to build foundations. Insufficiency suppressed Wushuang, and no one questioned the teaching ability of Wushuang Academy in the foundation building stage, and most of them just said some sour words with insufficient foundation.

From the perspective of running a school, Xu’s 300 disciples are a turning point in the wind evaluation, but from the actual operation of the business department, this is not a good thing.

The business department used to be taught by the dean himself, especially the disciples in the previous periods. It is said that the longest time for casting a soul is two months, and all the souls cast are fine products.

But as the Xu family sent his disciples to the academy, Dean Wushuang no longer led the class, instead devoted all his energy to the Xu family's disciples.

And the instructors who led the courses of the management department have also changed from the master of the Slaughterhouse Palace to some Wuzong who did not know where they came from.

In the past, if there is a Wuzong expert who can guide the casting of souls in these eccentric and prosaic cultivators, it is really going to be beautiful.

But everything is afraid of comparison, and the same discipline is given. Why is it that the dean personally led the class in the first few sessions, and there are also titled powerhouses like the Master of the Demon Palace in the back who teach them. When they arrive, they are all martial arts?

The students inevitably had some grievances, and Yun Xiu at the time actually had no way to solve this problem. Perhaps she was a more suitable candidate than Tang Luo in opening up to the Xu clan.

But to help these disciples who already have martial arts knowledge to create souls, it is obviously beyond her ability. Therefore, for a long time, she has not brought the management department at all, and all are given to Yi The teachers in the academies headed by Shentu Jihui concentrated on helping Xu's disciples build the foundation.

After finally waiting for Tang Luo to leave the customs, he found that the true dean, who was patient and responsible before entering the customs, was now completely immersed in his own world. Anyway, he had this big class at the beginning of each month.

From Chixia Liting to the present, the speculation about the dean’s identity has never stopped. There is nothing but a relatively authoritative explanation. The only thing that can be determined is that Dean Wushuang has a high level of scary and combat power. Too strong to foul.

At least the vitality storm that triggered the heaven and earth vision at that time and the two divine lights that ran through nine days were definitely not something ordinary people could do.

Therefore, the dean’s public class naturally attracted countless disciples to participate. Don’t care if you don’t understand, just listen to it and it’s over!

All classes in the management department are all present, and there are even rotating classes, disciples of the generals, soldiers of the health post, and councillors of the city hall.

The large amphitheater, which can easily accommodate a thousand people, is crowded with seats. Not to mention, the passages on both sides, the steps of the stairs, and even the lecturers who are sucked on the wall and floating in the air.

The realm also starts from the Mortal Realm to Wu Zong, and there are even titled powerhouses like Shentu Jihui. Of course, the two sects who came to Wushuang to "study" naturally also appeared in the crowded classrooms.

"There are so many people in the college."

Tang Luo looked at the crowded classroom and appeared on the podium mutteringly.

"Slap, slap, slap."

The bamboo pointer that appeared from nowhere knocked on the blackboard three times, and the noisy classroom became silent.

"This academy talks about what is the foundation of practice today."

Without any foreshadowing, the opening is a blatant rant, and the big white characters appear on the blackboard, making people startled.

"Cultivation is to cultivate oneself, martial arts, it is just a way to understand spiritual energy."

After another big font appeared, Tang Luo, who held a bamboo whip in his hand, knocked on the blackboard and said: "The class is over. If you have any doubts, you can ask questions."

Everyone in the classroom looked at each other, especially Lei Dong and Zhu Huolong who were sitting side by side, even more stunned.

The true stories of the sects who have heard the king’s sermon naturally have no expectations for the large class held by the folk academy, and they do not think that Dean Wushuang is qualified to teach them, but the content of such a short and perfunctory class is far beyond the two. People expected.

Well, it's not very accurate to say perfunctory. After all, the content does have a meaning to them, but with such a simple sentence, it is really difficult to determine whether this person is really good or not.

Many people in the court are already in a state of contemplation, and the two consciously conscious two true biography will naturally not give up this opportunity to ask questions.

"Almost everyone in Xihe cultivates. If you really told the dean that you just cultivate yourself at all, then what is the point of studying sects and holy places for thousands of years? Does the dean think that his martial arts attainments exceed those of sects and holy places? The sage? If you don’t think so, but define the practice so rashly, wouldn’t you be misleading the children!"

Lei Dong stood up, his head held high, his righteous questioning echoed over the lecture hall.

"So you think that practice is more than just self-cultivation."

Tang Luo held the lesson plan with one hand and said lazily.

"Of course, cultivation is basically detachment and evolution, looking for the other shore, if you only have yourself in your heart, how can you cross the sea of ​​suffering!"

"Transcendence, evolution, you are not you anymore?"

"It's naturally still me!"

"After finding the other shore, you are not you anymore?"

The obvious question of transcendence made Lei Dong a little annoyed: "Although I am still me after the evolution and transcendence, but I am not the only one. Hasn't the dean ever heard that the king who has landed on the other side sees the world different from before?"

"The world has been changing, but it has never changed, becoming just me."

Tang Luo replied lightly, the calm tone contained some convincing power, like truth.

As soon as the voice fell, most of Wu Zong in the field began to lose consciousness, and even the thunder was a little shaken. Although what he had just heard conflicted with the "truth" he saw and heard, he felt that the people in front of him might be closer. fact.

This is really crazy, so crazy that he doesn't even have the strength to rebut, he can only mutter in a daze: "How is it possible?"

(End of this chapter)