Waste only needs a system, I am strong only by myself

The Crooked Mouth Spirit King stepped off the stage depressed.

Then went up to the representatives of several sects to discuss the Tao.

So far, the first act of the Sword Discussion Conference has officially come to an end.

The second act of the Sword Discussion Conference will be held the day after tomorrow.

The various sects have a whole day to digest and absorb their experience.

Today's discussion is full of twists and turns, with frequent highlights. It can be said to be the most exciting one in history.

They even witnessed a future star that is about to ignite.

At night, slightly cool.

The sky is starry.

Zhang Hao looked up at the sky and thought.

He is thinking about the future of the nine-year compulsory education school.

Want to start a new genre.

It's not enough to rely on the awe-inspiring righteousness brought by a righteous song.

Haoran righteousness is not everything, it is only a cornerstone.

The spirit displayed by the school of nine-year compulsory education should be grand and far-reaching, comprehensive and inclusive.

At this time.

Brother Dumao approached quietly.

He looked at Zhang Hao's back with a complicated face.

I thought that I was blessed by the heavens, reborn from the future, and grasped the opportunities of the world. In this life, I could call wind and rain.

In the end, reality slapped him twice.

"The catastrophe in the future will make people fear and despair."

"I don't want to repeat the mistakes of my previous life in this life."

"There's no time! Every minute and every second is precious to me."

"I can't waste it."

In front of him was a young man he had never heard of or seen in his previous life.

Whether it is the combat power displayed by the second-grade cultivation base, or the creation of a new genre.

They all brought him too many shocks.

Brother Dumao's eyes flickered.

Maybe……

I was wrong at the beginning.

There must be a reason for this talented young man to appear!
Maybe it was God's special arrangement.

Is it possible that...

Is this Zhang Hao the greatest chance for me to be reborn?

Zhang Hao sensed that someone was coming.

"Senior Brother Xiao, is something wrong?"

Brother Dumao mustered up the courage to speak.

"Junior Brother Zhang..."

"I want to be stronger!"

"Can you tell me how to be as good as you?"

Zhang Hao was taken aback for a moment.

Then an old father-like gratified smile leaked out.

"very good!"

"Senior brother Xiao, you are very motivated!"

"The reason why I am so good."

"It's just because I have received nine years of compulsory education since I was a child, that's all."

Brother Dumbao was shocked.

It turns out that this new genre is so awesome!
It can make people so good!

"Junior Brother Zhang, I have a heartless request."

"I want to...be stronger!"

"I want to be as good as you!"

"Please teach me the nine-year compulsory education!"

Brother Dumao exhausted all his courage to say these few words, feeling uneasy in his heart.

He knew it was hard work.

He and Zhang Hao are neither relatives nor relatives, only a little bit of fellowship.

How can such a strong path of practice be taught to others so casually.

But senior brother Dumao experienced a life-and-death separation in his previous life.

It is because of his own weakness that he is helpless and hesitant.

He desires to become stronger than anyone else.

Even if there is only a slight possibility, he will try his best to fight for it.

"please……"

Brother Dumao lowered his head and clenched his fists tightly, his nails digging deep into his flesh.

He didn't hear Zhang Hao's response for a long time.

Disappointment spread.

Also, the world has always been like this, no one will help an irrelevant person.

How can that kind of way of becoming stronger be easily taught to others.

"Sorry to bother you, Junior Brother Zhang."

Brother Dumao turned and left.

"Wait! Brother Xiao."

"I have nine years of compulsory education, welcome to join me!"

Brother Dumao suddenly turned his head.

His eyes were full of surprise and surprise.

Under the hazy moonlight, Zhang Hao's figure was drawn very long, and his whole body was shrouded in starlight, sacred and solemn.

"You agree?"

There was a tear in his eyes.

"But...why?"

"How could you be willing to teach me such a powerful and excellent way of practice so easily?"

Zhang Hao smiled, and stretched out his hand to tidy up the few dull hairs on Senior Brother Damao's head.

This man's hairstyle, at first glance, is material for academic research.

Maybe, maybe he fits the genre well.

"Nine-year compulsory education has always been taught without discrimination."

"It's here, neither sad nor happy, I welcome you when you come, and don't keep you when you leave."

"This school is a giant formed by countless revolutionary ancestors in my hometown for thousands of years, with blood and sweat, generation after generation."

"Nine-year compulsory education is not only the inheritance of knowledge power, but also the inheritance of spirit."

Zhang Hao fell into emotion.

"I'm not the founder of the genre, I'm just standing on the shoulders of giants."

Brother Dumao's eyes filled with tears.

What a genre of great blood and selflessness!
Zhang Hao was very satisfied with Brother Du Mao's reaction.

Patted his shoulder.

"From now on, you are officially a student of my nine-year compulsory education school!"

"To recast the glory of the nine-year compulsory education school, you and I are obliged!"

"Now this genre is immature and perfect in this world. We need you and me to work together to carry it forward."

Brother Dumbao was excited.

"Is it really possible?"

"Can I participate in its perfection and development?"

What an honor to be involved in perfecting the development of a new genre!
This will be an opportunity to go down in history.

Senior Brother Dumao burst into tears.

At this moment, he finally understood the true meaning of this rebirth.

This is God wants him to participate in the construction of the great school of nine-year compulsory education!

Brother Dumao quickly entered the role.

"Junior brother Zhang...no!"

"What should I call you now?"

Zhang Hao thought about it.

"We have different opinions. I'll call you brother, you can call me teacher, you can call me sir."

Brother Dumao nodded.

"Mr. Zhang, what is the core meaning of my school?"

core idea...

Zhang Hao pondered for a long time before speaking slowly.

"Virtue, intelligence, body, beauty, labor."

The five-character mantra came out.

The awe-inspiring righteousness floating between the heaven and the earth is even bigger and stronger.

The nine-year compulsory education has improved a step further.

Brother Dumbao lost his mind.

"Virtue, intelligence, body, beauty, labor."

He felt that these five words contained incomparably profound mysteries.

"Senior brother Xiao, come here, and I will pass on the air-inducing formula to you with awe-inspiring righteousness!"

"You go back and practice hard, and don't fall into the reputation of nine-year compulsory education in the future."

The songs of righteousness that Zhang Hao recited during the day were holy poems and holy words.

Listenable, but not memorable!

Without Zhang Hao's permission, no one could remember a single word of Zhengqi Song.

Zhang Hao told Brother Damao word for word about the righteousness song.

Brother Dumbao is like a treasure!

The figure of Mr. Zhang became more and more great in his eyes.

Without any hesitation, he told him the hymn and words that could draw awe-inspiring righteousness into his body.

this man...

The breadth of mind is like the vast ocean.

Brother Dumao wiped away his tears and turned to leave.

"I will never fail Teacher Zhang Hao in this life."

"The future of nine-year compulsory education is up to me!"