My magic weapon can't be so timid

Seeing Tang Buku greet the teachers very politely, "showing off" that he has reached the fifth rank of Jindan in a neutral manner, the person who asked the question was full of sour water, bubbling like boiling water. .

One of the students leading Wendao said very unconvinced: "Tang Buku, don't get too carried away!"

Before the goatee monk who was going to mediate could speak, he was robbed of his words by the students who asked him, and his beard almost fell off in anger. Especially the goatee monk was old and was robbed of his lines, and he forgot all he wanted to say. This feeling of wanting to say something but being unable to think of it, very heartburning, very annoying!

No mediation, no mediation!The monk with the goatee got angry and secretly decided that as long as Tang Buku didn't make any big troubles, he wouldn't care about it! .

Among the several teachers, the goatee monk was the oldest and the most cultivated. He didn't speak. Others thought he had other plans, so they stopped talking and waited for the follow-up.

"This year, our school recruited a student with excellent qualifications, and you may not be the number one in the Honghu list next year." The student who asked said proudly.

"Oh." Tang Buku didn't even lift his eyelids: "It sounds like your school got the SSR this year."

The students present felt embarrassing when they heard it. Although this description seemed very appropriate, they felt weird no matter how they heard it.

The more Tang Buku's casual attitude was, the angrier the other party jumped.

"Don't look down on people!"

Tang Buku frowned, not being able to get the point of the other party's anger: "I don't, don't you play games?" Tang Buku recalled that Wendao belonged to the old school of comprehension, and probably did not play mobile games.

"SSR is a very powerful shikigami in a mobile game." Tang Buku explained: "I know that many of your students who ask questions secretly play it, so remember to set group blocking when you share the game in the circle of friends every week. "

The students who asked were startled with a guilty conscience, and they all lowered their heads and began to set up groups.

"Of course I know! You think I'm a fool, don't you?" The provoking student was furious, feeling more and more that Tang Buku was looking down on others.

"If it hadn't been for my brother's accident, I don't know who is taking the lead today!" The provoking student mentioned his brother, and his eyes were a little red.

Hearing this, Tang Buku sized up the other party carefully, and finally his eyes fell on the ring worn by the student—the lotus branch brocade pattern.

In the world of comprehension, well-known monks can brush their faces, while those who are not famous have to wear identity tokens as a status symbol. These tokens include personal, family, and school tokens.

In the past, the headbands, waist ornaments, skirts and other places of the monks were very convenient for decoration, but now everyone wears them less, especially for men. There are too few places to decorate. Nowadays, it is more common for male monks to wear rings and cufflinks , buttons and other tokens, in short, it has become more and more difficult for monks to show their family identity these days.

"You are from the Lian family." Tang Buku recognized the other party's token.

"That's right! My brother is Lian Tianyi!" When Lian Yuan mentioned this name, he was very proud. Although the relationship between him and Lian Tianyi's brother was actually a bit distant, it was enough to make him proud of being a member of Lian's family.

"I know him." Tang Buku nodded, looked away from the other party, and looked at his juniors: "Why do you argue with the person who asked the question, and even fight?"

For Lian Yuan, it was an unattainable name, but in exchange for Tang Buku, who was light and flirtatious, I knew that his breath was stuck in his chest, his stuffy heart was swollen, his eyes were red as he stared at Tang Buku, and he fisted Hold tightly, hold back.

In the end, he only had the courage to provoke, not the confidence to fight.

Tianyi's students finally waited until their senior brother and the person who asked the question had finished their chatter. After hearing the question, they immediately scrambled to answer.

"Senior brother, they said that you have nothing but your face!" You were talking nonsense with your eyes open, obviously our senior brother has both talent and appearance!All the juniors showed aggrieved faces, as if we must make decisions for the seniors.

The other monks were also very emmmmmmm when they heard it, and the person who asked the question didn't care about cursing at all.

"In the end, they even said that senior brother's face is not a big deal!!" The juniors were filled with righteous indignation, and the discussion was even more turbulent than before.

"..." Tang Buku wanted to turn around and leave, not wanting to care about these funny juniors.

Among them, a junior Tianyi said in a low voice: "He, they said that our Tianyi cultivating propaganda misleads the children, and the theory of senior Tang is crooked."

Tang Buku's complexion turned ugly in an instant, like a mass of dark clouds, hanging down heavily, with the tendency of the mountain rain and the wind filling the building.

The monks and teachers thumped in their hearts when they heard this. Everyone knew that Tang Qiuchen was Tang Buku's inverse.

In the past, all the monks lived in their own mountains and cultivated immortals, and had little communication with the outside world. Many people were completely ignorant of the rapid development of the mortal world, and there were often embarrassing things that took new inventions in the mortal world as monsters.

Later, Tang Qiuchen encouraged the monks to learn mortal science and technology knowledge, and vigorously advocated it. Only then did the cultivation world keep in line with the times.

Some people support Tang Qiuchen's point of view, and naturally there are others who oppose it. The leader of the opposition is Wendao. Everyone doesn't know whether the people who asked Went are habitually opposed because they have been arguing with Tianyi for so many years, or they just don't accept this concept. Anyway, Wendao was the only one among the five schools that did not include a series of courses in "Contemporary Cultivation of Immortals" as compulsory courses.

When it came to his adoptive father, Tang Buku no longer had such an amiable and generous attitude. His sharp eyes swept across the people who asked the academy, and the aura in his eyes made the people who asked the question dare not look at him, and even Individuals were so timid that they swallowed involuntarily because of their nervousness.

"It's not my adoptive father's turn for you to judge." Tang Buku's voice was like falling snow, falling on the heads of the students who asked the question, freezing them to the ground: "If you really disdain and disagree with his point of view, you And why use the mobile phone of cultivating immortals, and the flying sword made with the help of technology and spiritual power?"

Tang Buku's voice was actually very soft, but the words were clear. He used magic to transmit the voice to ensure that everyone could hear it.

The huge square was originally full of voices, but it fell silent instantly because of Tang Buku's words.

In fact, Tang Qiuchen's point of view a hundred years ago was the inevitable trend and trend of the development of the cultivation world. Even though many conceited monks at that time did not accept that they should learn from ordinary people, they gradually recognized the reality.

"What Tang Xiaoyou said is true." The goatee monk suddenly said: "I think the viewpoints of the cultivation world must flourish in order to develop healthily. We may not agree with other people's theories, but the world in our hearts must be broad, as the saying goes. Tolerance is great, you must not be too obsessed, you have not become a Taoist, you will become a demon first, I think this is also today, the first lesson for all freshmen."

The goatee monk's voice echoed throughout the square like a bell.

After the goatee monk finished his concluding statement, he put an end to this matter, and then said with a smile: "Little friend Tang has worked hard all the way here, let's take Tianyi's students back to school earlier."

"Okay." At the same time Tang Buku's words fell to the ground, the ground shone brightly, and circles of golden light outlined an exquisite formation, trapping the students who asked.Numerous spatial analysis geometric figures soared into the sky, shining brightly, circling the students of Wendao College. Every symbol and figure exudes an arrogance that is coming to attack us.

Tang Buku said: "The deciphering method of this set of formations is in the textbook "Talesology under Space Analytical Geometry"."

Tang Buku started with a man who was trapped by a high number array.

The student who asked: "..."

The other freshmen backed away one after another, with frightened expressions on their faces. Xiuxian still needs to solve high math problems? ?Is it too late for us to quit school now! !

The students of Tianyi called for their brothers one after another! !Senior brother is awesome, don’t you guys look down on Senior Tang’s point of view, then get stuck in the formation that Senior Tang researched!