Special Forces from Fire Phoenix

After chatting for a while, Uncle Zhang saw that Zhang Lu had finished his meal and said, "Come and work with me when you are full."

"Didn't it start tomorrow?" Zhang Lu wondered.

"Then why do you think I brought you food?" Uncle Zhang made a sharp move.

Cannibalism is soft!

Zhang Lu shook his head, picked up the broom and followed Uncle Zhang to the steps of the academy.

Uncle Zhang pointed to the steps and said, "There are 108 steps here, sweep from here first."

"After sweeping here, then sweep the trails on both sides of the steps, and your work will be done."

Zhang Lu glanced at the area to be cleaned, good guy, it would take a whole day just to sweep down such a large area without doing other things.

That's not good, how can I spend a whole day in it.

Zhang Lu picked up the broom, swept the fallen leaves with the breeze, and started working in a hurry.

That speed is absolutely nimble, but the dust is flying, just like Zhang Lu going into battle to kill the enemy, sweeping the enemy in bursts.

Standing at the highest point of the steps, Zhang Bo directed Zhang Lu to sweep the floor, saying: "Everything can be done if it is not foreseen, and it is the same with sweeping the floor."

"Don't think that sweeping the floor is a trivial matter! Sweeping the floor is like governing a big country. Kung fu can be seen in a small place. There are articles between sweeping and dragging."

"If the hand is too strong, the dust will be flying. It's not good if the heat is not enough, and you can't explain the depth in a simple way."

Just blow it hard, sweeping the floor can remind you of governing the country!

I just said that governing a big country is like cooking a small fish.

Zhang Lu naturally didn't believe it, and swept the floor neatly on his own.

Uncle Zhang saw that Zhang Lu was like a cloud of wind, and he was so angry that he blew his beard and stared. He went down and snatched the broom, and said, "You don't sweep the floor like this. Learn from it. It's frizzy."

As soon as Uncle Zhang passed the broom, he seemed to quiet down.

Immediately, Zhang Lu's Bodhi Seed was triggered, and that dark feeling appeared.

Zhang Lu frowned, staring at Zhang Bo sweeping the floor seriously.

Sure enough, Zhang Bo had a few strokes, his movements were lukewarm, but he never dragged his feet. He said while sweeping and preaching: "With a broom in your hand, it is like a power in your hands. Under the general's order, the three armies will all move."

"The broom is flying, the dust is moving, everything is in harmony, if you don't sweep a courtyard, why sweep the world, how to sweep, nothing more than that, it is suitable for both movement and stillness, neither tepid nor fire, sharpen the sharpness, return to the basics, and a hundred boats compete with each other. To fish in the shallow bottom"

Zhang Lu laughed, Uncle Zhang is really a wonderful person, sweeping the floor beyond the realm.

But Zhang Lu's heart moved, Bodhi Seed, Bodhi Mind, and Bodhi Enlightenment seemed to be completely different from other seed skills because of the special nature of Bodhi Seed.

Once other skills are used, they will be full of murderous intent.

And once you enter the world of Bodhi seeds, especially the enlightenment of Bodhi, the perception brought by Zen mind, the sixth sense will be particularly strong, as if it has been aroused.

Even memory has improved a lot.

At this moment, Zhang Lu also understood Zhang Bo's meaning, that is to let himself wear off his edge.

The problem of too much murderous aura, when fighting against the king of fighting, Ouyang Fenghuo, the other party also mentioned this problem.

But do you need to sharpen yourself?

No need at all!

As long as the mind enters the bodhi world, neither happy nor sad, just like an old monk who has settled down, his state of mind will naturally not be affected, let alone be dominated by murderous aura, and suffer from any war syndrome.

And as long as the pores are closed, the murderous intent will not be released, and it will be silent while sneaking, and will not be detected by the enemy.

Unless that person, like himself, also has a sharp sixth sense.

Grinding away the sharpening is necessary for other people, but it is meaningless for Zhang Lu!

Zhang Bo handed the broom to Zhang Lu and said, "Continue to sweep the floor!"

Zhang Lu chuckled, took the broom, and entered the Bodhi world with his mind, like an old monk, slowly sweeping the fallen leaves.

A flash of light suddenly shot out from between Zhang Bo's eyelids. Why did this kid change so much?

Then Zhang Lu integrated Taijiquan into sweeping the floor. His tornado is a sharp weapon for sweeping the floor. With this sweep, the fallen leaves will rotate and will not be scattered to other places.

After being honest for a while, Zhang Lu switched to the fierceness of Baguaquan again, like a tiger descending the mountain, his breath suddenly became violent, sweeping the fallen leaves flying, but the victory is high efficiency.

This sweep is to sweep until the afternoon.

If it were someone else, it would definitely be a backache, but with Zhang Lu's physical fitness, sweeping the floor is a piece of cake.

Uncle Zhang asked Zhang Lu to take a break, and went to cook by himself, in a secretive manner, and did not take him to the dining hall.

Uncle Zhang chatted with Zhang Lu who was eating for a while, then got up and left.

Zhang Lu returned to the dormitory, sat cross-legged on the bed, and realized that Bodhi was happy.

Now it's just two minds, one mind and three uses, all kinds of skills can be used at the same time, of course only three at the same time.

The skills have not been enhanced, but the actual combat ability has been greatly improved.

If this is the third heart, it will be four-purpose, so that one more skill can be used at the same time.

Just when Zhang Lu realized Bodhi was happy, Zhang Bo appeared in the library, but this area was not open to students.

Uncle Zhang is reading a book seriously, but now he has changed into a suit of clothes, with golden branches and leaves matching three gold stars.

His identity is self-evident, the general of Huaxia.

In the huge China, there are less than half a hundred generals.

If Zhang Lu saw this scene, he would be very surprised. The sweeping monk of the 986 Military Academy turned out to be a Huaxia general.

Not to mention Zhang Lu, even Xiao Cui and the two guards didn't know Zhang Bo's real identity.

Not long after, the middle-aged man who greeted Zhang Lu walked in, stepped lightly, walked up to Uncle Zhang, and asked respectfully, "Teacher, what do you think of him?"

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Uncle Zhang shook his head and said, "Don't call me teacher, I just want to spend my old age here peacefully."

The middleman in front of him is the Mao Yisheng that Long Xiaoyun said, the principal of the 986 Military Academy, with the rank of lieutenant general.