Enlightenment Academy.

The Baihong Sect sect covers a wide area, and the number of disciples in the sect is not too large, so the architectural style has always been large, grand, majestic and large area.

The same is true for the Enlightenment Academy.

When Lin Meng came to the Enlightenment Academy, he had gathered many people. Most of them were between the fifteenth and twenty-fiveth. Most of the boys were handsome and wore blue shirts and trousers. The women were beautiful and charming, wearing red gift shirts, knee-length skirts, and white black stockings wrapped in white under the skirt.

If you put the skirt shorter, cover your thighs, and change it to a pleated skirt, it will be a bit similar to the sailor suit in your previous life.

In terms of appearance, any monk has basically no bad appearance, and cultivation is the path to perfect evolution.

Lin Meng thought he was pretty handsome, but now he was in the crowd, he was just looking.

Walking on the road, many students walked together in groups of three or five, obviously familiar with each other. Lin Meng was obviously not aware of him and followed the path pointed at by the platinum jade plaque and came to his class.

In a relatively simple classroom, there is a table standing on the podium, and tables and chairs are neatly placed below, and then there is nothing else.

It seems to be even simpler than in school.

"Hey! Lin Meng, such a coincidence!"

A whispering voice came from my ears. Lin Meng turned his head when he heard the sound. Chen Zhuyu waved to him, obviously very happy to be in the same class together.

The little girl with mushroom head next to her also stretched out her head and complained, "The people here are so cold. I called many classmates and seniors in the morning, but none of them paid attention to me."

As she was talking, the mushroom head girl was still a little resentful. In the past, she was a beautiful academic master and never took the initiative to say hello to others.

"Hey! Mushroom head, wake up. One, you have no strength and talent. Two, the pores on your face are enlarged under the eyes of all monks. They are bumpy and bumpy. Maybe there are maggots. If they don't dislike you, it's okay."

"You...you are so disgusting!!!"

Mushroom Head was a little angry and glared at Zhou Long.

Zhou Long disagreed. He knew in his heart that some of the disciples in this school came from the mortal family and there were geniuses selected from the world, but no matter how many kinds of people there were, those who were not talented or powerful would always belong to the lowest level.

But it doesn’t matter. Anyway, after three years of hard work, he will become a boss when he goes out, and he will marry ten wives!

Lin Meng listened to the words of several people and did not respond. He knew very well that compared with the fair monks who were well-off, they started their starting point more than ten years later, and it was impossible for them to be comparable.

Now you should seize the opportunity to practice.

There are enough points in the space to add, but there is no practice method. Even if Lin Meng adds 100,000 years, it will be useless.

"Try to assess and get the teacher's recognition."

About half an hour later, the teacher in a black gown walked in, stood on the podium, and looked at the students below.

"Hello, all the disciples of Baihong Sect, my name is Song Qianren. I will enlighten you in the next month."

Song Qianren was extremely straightforward and neat. After he introduced himself, he did not understand the students below and spoke directly.

"I know that some of you here already have disciples from Baihong Sect at home and have some understanding of Baihong Sect, but there are also some students here who are ordinary people from the mortal world. Let me explain in advance that the meaning of the word enlightenment refers to imparting the most basic professional knowledge of beginners and thus getting started."

I picked up a peerless secret book on the road. I can’t practice it just by wanting it. I have to figure out the internal professional knowledge first.

The five meridians and eight meridians, the sea of ​​dantian consciousness, and they don’t know anything. They can’t even understand a piece of martial arts when they see it, let alone practice.

The one-month enlightenment teaches basic knowledge about all monks.

After slowly explaining the meaning of enlightenment, Song Qianren looked at the many students below and nodded.

"So now, we will start a month-long enlightenment."

"Let's teach from the beginning of everything, the spiritual tide will be revived! This is the origin of the birth of all our monks, but no one knows the reason for the revival of the spiritual tide. There are a large number of legends of the Tao that are circulating between heaven and earth. There are speculations about the reasons for the revival of the spiritual tide, but there are only two orthodox legends in total.

The first one is the legend of the ancient gods fighting! There are many ancient gods spreading between this world. A war broke out among the gods, and the whole world was beaten to the verge of destruction. In order to protect the world, the Dharma-Ending Age was forcibly opened. A thousand years ago, the revival of the spiritual tide may represent the world's pain recovery.

The second statement is that a stranger descended from a foreigner. It is said that a thousand years ago, there were strong people in the depths of the starry sky who accidentally descended to Lan Yaoxing..."

The calm words contain extremely profound charm of the times and float in the Enlightenment Academy.

Most students are lazy and have no interest. Those are the children of ordinary monks. These old-fashioned legends have long been heard of calluses, but Lin Meng has a look at them!

The ordinary life desires extraordinaryness, and now he is in contact with the ordinary world, and his heart is surging.

Days have passed day by day, without too many ups and no abnormalities.

Lin Meng's life was changed to walking between the Enlightenment Academy and the dormitory.

As an ordinary monk, Song Qianren has an indifferent attitude towards ordinary people, but his explanation courses are indeed professional.

From the recovery of the spiritual tide, to the characteristics of spiritual energy, to the reactions that spiritual energy will produce under various circumstances, now the major forces in the mortal world, the profession of cultivators...

A series of basic knowledge is taught.

Lin Meng soon showed off his good talent!

Farming!

Oh no, it's accumulation!

Diligently accumulate!

It is like a sponge that expands to the extreme, absorbing endlessly all the absorbable liquid on the side of the body.

He remembered all the things Song Qianren said to death, and memorized all the books he could borrow in the library before he could recite them.

Whether it is useful or not, learn it first.

The learning performance is too crazy, and even many students in the Enlightenment Academy look slightly, and some students with good talent do not agree. They believe that the ultimate goal of cultivation is to rely on talent, and some students also admire it slightly, and are moved by a person who can keep working hard.

But most people are just mortals with ignorance.

However, the student will ignore it, but some people cannot ignore it, such as...

Teachers who teach students.

Half a month later.

"Student Lin Meng, please answer what kind of substance is spiritual energy."

On the podium, Song Qianren, wearing a black robe, pointed at Lin Meng to ask questions.

Lin Meng nodded and stood up in class.

"Real energy is called a pseudo-universal energy that can be used for combat, healing, or building weapons. It is the cornerstone of the mortal world and uses different effects according to different exercises.

In legend, spiritual energy comes from the higher energy in the universe, and the highest energy that nurtures the universe. After diluting it once and again, the final one is spiritual energy."

"The answer is good, but I haven't explained this knowledge yet."

Song Qianren looked at Lin Meng. He remembered that the young man in front of him knew a mortal, not a child of an ordinary monk.

Lin Meng smiled, "I saw it in the library."

"I have seen all your performances in recent times. There are many disciples who have worked hard to practice, but not many of them have worked hard to study. Lin Meng, I'm very curious, why do you want to become a mortal monk?"

Song Qianren's question came over, and Lin Meng paused slightly, but soon came to his senses. Why should he become a mortal monk? This is not a question for him to spend time thinking about.

"I want the free world, I want immortality."

Puff...

In an instant, a few students in the class burst into laughter.

It is a shame to say that one’s dream is a fantasy, especially a wish that is a fantasy, but Lin Meng doesn’t care about it and dare not even say that his dreams are going to be realized.

Besides, Lin Meng did not say it casually when he spoke his dream.

One, show your talent, and two, show your desire to learn. There are always some people who seek the truth that will help you.

When I was in Heian City, the funding of Yi Mu, Mori Chuanlong and others had proved this.

"Hmph, it's not difficult to be free in the world, nor is it difficult to live forever, but I don't die. I want to be the strongest person in the world today, so I dare not say such words."

Song Qianren said with a smile, but looking at Lin Meng with more recognition.

Lin Meng guessed that he would indeed get some help when showing his potential and dreams to others.

Most of the entire class were children of ordinary monks, and they didn't care about the enlightenment courses. In the next period, almost all of them became a situation where Song Qianren asked questions and Lin Meng answered them.

If you don’t learn, if someone comes to him, then Song Qianren will teach the person who is studying.

Lin Meng mastered more and more, and he absorbed endlessly like a sponge, and learned the knowledge of the world, the basic materials for the use of spiritual energy, the composition of various major forces in the world, and the classification of professions of monks.

Many, many, many Lin Meng often rubs his forehead at night. He studied a lot, which made him feel a little uncomfortable. If you explain it in easy-to-understand words, it is...

My head hurts.

But even so, you can't stop.

What he learned now is something that the children of aristocratic families have mastered since childhood. Now he is just chasing the gap between them.

Study, sleep, study, sleep...

Lin Meng felt that his brain was about to explode.

Before we knew it, twenty days passed.

"Ah! It's a headache. Why are there so many branches that change under different circumstances of this spiritual energy? I'll use my head to guess how it will change!?"

Zhou Long leaned against the table, his face full of expressions of anger.

At the beginning, I was still thinking about joining Baihong Sect, so why did I still look at the college entrance examination results? Now it seems that people who cannot learn Chinese and math courses well still want to learn the power of ordinary people? It’s just a dream!
To be continued...