On the other hand, Zong Lingxi in front turned around and smiled lightly: "This junior brother, what I said is exactly what I meant!"

When Su Zefeng heard this, his bones suddenly softened, and he hurriedly raised his hands: "Senior Sister Zong, let's encourage each other!"

"Su Zefeng, you bitch, you are dismissed. I wonder if I won't give you a few punches!"

Feng Sanbao angrily picked up the inkstone and was about to throw it at it.

At this moment, two more figures appeared outside. The whole house looked at them and immediately sat upright, looking at their eyes, nose and heart.

The ones who came were Master Jiang, who had a strong physique and a sinister face, and Master Qin Yuliu, who was elegant in appearance.

The two of them glanced around, walked to the last viewing seat, and sat down.

Masters listen in and discuss their experiences. This is the proper meaning of an academy.

The entire classroom fell silent for an instant.

All that's left is to wait for Master Xin to come.

Mao hour has passed and Master Xin has not arrived.

At the beginning of the morning, Master Xin did not arrive.

At the end of the hour, it still hasn't arrived.

In the middle of the hour, Fuzi Xin came late, yawned, walked into the classroom, sat down, his eyes were a little dazed.

I chatted with Hui Ruqing a little late last night and sent Hui Ruqing away. Later, I was pulled by Murong Xiu to plan the future. This guy's future plans are all false and empty. He is extremely evil and unrealistic. The key is...

You can't blow him away for fear of hurting his self-esteem.

People with kidney deficiency generally seem to have higher self-esteem.

"Master? Master?"

Li Xiyue reminded in a low voice.

Only then did Xin Zhuo react. He looked up and saw not only the students in his classroom, but also seven more students with unfamiliar faces. Qin Yuliu and a fat woman were also behind him.

Dozens of pairs of eyes widened, with a hint of anger on their faces.

Anyone who waits for an hour or two will not be in a good mood.

The entire classroom was filled with faint fluctuations of zhenqi.

Top students audit? School leaders inspect?

Feed them water from Wangyue Well?

I'm afraid it's not easy! It's too ostentatious.

Xin Zhuo cheered up, coughed lightly, and according to his budget, he tore up the poetry paper behind him and pointed at Su Zefeng at the back: "You, recite it."

Su Zefeng stood up, a little confused. She was just watching the conversation between Ji Cunxiao and others, and was startled by the arrival of Master Qin and Master Jiang. After going back and forth, she couldn't remember a word.

"Um?"

"Won't!"

"Get out!"

"Humph! Just get out!"

Su Zefeng had an angry look on his face but didn't dare to show up. He broke the jar, threw his sleeves and walked out of the door. He stood by the door, his chest rising and falling. The more he thought about it, the more depressed and uncomfortable he became. His eyes turned red and tears rolled down his cheeks.

"Everyone in the world knows that the beautiful is beautiful, but it is evil. Everyone knows that the good is good, but it is not good..."

Xin Zhuo started to fish, and he was quite good at fishing at work. He even thought about whether he could talk to Qiugongge about his salary. Who would do it without salary?

After reading one article, I explained the meaning of the Sutra again, but the enthusiasm from yesterday was gone and I felt a little bored.

Even so, the crowd of students below, including Qin Yuliu and his wife, were still fascinated by what he heard.

This "Tao Te Ching" contains no trace of miscellaneous principles, not a single word is superfluous, and it even has an indescribable charm that leaves people with a lingering aftertaste after listening to it.

Ji Cunxiao and Zong Lingxi, who were still cold to each other in the front, also frowned and accepted and tasted bit by bit.

Finally, when Xin Zhuo gave an overview, Zong Lingxi suddenly stood up and held his hands in a salute: "This sutra is indeed mysterious. The student has learned it, but I don't know the master's knowledge of martial arts and military strategies?"

The conversation started out politely, but later on it became a bit questioning.

Ji Cunxiao also stood up and saluted: "That's right! The Qiugong Pavilion masters are both literary, Taoist and martial arts, and their realm is extremely high. I don't know how virtuous and capable this little master is, just a young man?"

This sentence is not polite at all and shows no respect at all!

He Liansheng, Li Xiyue and other students looked at each other angrily, but it was difficult to say anything.

Qin Yuliu and Master Jiang behind him looked at each other with inexplicable smiles on their faces.

Yes, they deliberately mentioned Ji Cunxiao and a group of students, which was somewhat intentional.

Last night, a few of them were really shocked by the "Tao Te Ching", but after a night of fermentation, they suddenly felt...

If it were just a piece of "Tao Te Ching", Master had at least ten ways to get it. Even if Xin Zhuo had a very high level of understanding, it would only be enough to recruit him as a student.

There is really no need to let a little thief become the master. If the sign is smashed, there are many children of the Qiugong Pavilion family, and the impact will be too great.

Xin Zhuo had a panoramic view of the faces of the group of people. He was a little confused about Qiugong Pavilion's plans, but the higher his value, the safer he seemed.

If that's the case, then I'm going to start talking!

He waved his hand to signal Ji Cunxiao and the others to sit down. After a moment of reflection, he said solemnly: "When it comes to martial arts experience, I don't hide my clumsiness. I have two sets of experience from senior experts that are shocking to the world.

The first is the fighting spirit cultivation method: start with the first stage of fighting force, the second stage of fighting force, the third stage of fighting force...

Then there are the Fighter, the Fighter, the Great Fighter, the Fighter, the Fighter, the Fighter, the Fighter, and the Fighter. The Fighter is so powerful that he can turn his fighting energy into a horse and travel thousands of miles in a day.

There are also Dou Zun, Dou Sheng, Dou Emperor, etc., among which there are professions such as alchemist and talisman master, which are extremely mysterious!"

"this……"

The whole house was in an uproar, even Ji Cunxiao and the other two masters and Qin Yuliu were also surprised and confused.

This kind of statement is simply unheard of, but with divine works such as the "Tao Te Ching" as a warning, no one will feel free to question Xin Zhuo's truth.

"What about the other one?" Zong Lingxi asked in surprise.

"The other set is even stronger!"

Xin Zhuo said in a deep voice: "This is the cultivation method of Taoist martial arts, which is to refine the essence into Qi, refine the Qi into spirit, refine the spirit to return to emptiness, and refine the emptiness to combine with Tao.

Specifically, it is divided into many realms, which are somewhat similar to the ordinary nine and eighteen levels, such as: acquired, innate, Qi training, foundation building, golden elixir, Yuanying, transformation, integration, Mahayana, overcoming tribulations, and after overcoming tribulations.

Soared!"

"this……"

The atmosphere in the house suddenly became a little more solemn. Although this set of rhetoric was too mysterious, it was more real than the third level of Dou Zhili. It was a certain realm statement, and even related to some kind of martial arts that the noble students present had heard of.

The method is similar.

For example, foundation building is a master-level master's ability to build the foundation of the body, hide the inner energy of the Nigongwan, and other unpredictable abilities.

Ji Cunxiao said with a serious face: "Master, please tell me about the following. The students are very interested!"

"That can't be done!"

Xin Zhuo refused verbally: "Although I understand these insights, I am limited by my natural talent and cannot practice it, and not even one person among millions of people can practice it.

But you can make insinuations, which will greatly benefit the martial realm. Of course, this is the foundation for me to settle down and live my life. I will only teach it to the outstanding students under my sect bit by bit. It also depends on my mood. Otherwise, even if someone kills me immediately, I will not

Will spit out half a word."

"Uh..." Ji Cunxiao sat down with an embarrassed look.

Qin Yuliu and Master Jiang's earlobes twitched slightly at this time, their original shocked expressions relieved a lot, and they actually showed a hint of embarrassment.

Master Li, who was listening in the corner outside, had already rushed to the corner of Zhiqiu Palace Pavilion.

A human face appeared on the trunk of the willow tree: "You are full of Shefu students, but you are not as quick-witted, cunning, and confused as a young man. He is only in the seventh level. What do you think? This is nonsense in a little book.

Nonsense, don’t take it seriously!”
Chapter completed!