Master tutoring class

The hall was quiet, and many monks were watching the newcomer openly and secretly. This person couldn't see his cultivation clearly, and he probably had a lot of ability.A soft sigh suddenly sounded in An Heyi's ear, "How unsafe."

The bewitching man with the fan on the opposite side heard it too, turned his head and glanced lightly, then turned his head to stare at An Heyi with a smile.

An Heyi and the other party looked at each other for a while, finally stood up, and saluted slowly, "I've met a fellow Taoist, but I don't know what to call you?"

This man was wearing a bright red dress, which made his skin white as snow. He raised his eyes with amorous waves, and with an unknown smile at the corner of his mouth, he sat down on the outside of An Heyi unceremoniously, "Wen Jing, Xiaoyaozong."

As soon as the words were finished, the atmosphere stagnated.

Xiaoyaozong is not an orthodox sect, but a collection of scattered cultivators.In the early years, due to the frequent occurrence of casual cultivators killing people and seizing treasures in the world, casual cultivators were suspected everywhere, and some good people were also involved in it for no reason, and they carried a big disaster, and were chased and killed for no reason every time they appeared.

Later, a monk stepped forward and established a sect, which only accepts casual cultivators. Once he joins the sect, he must abide by the rules.The Xiaoyao Sect was established to prove that the casual cultivator has no problem with his morality and should not be beaten innocently.

Loose cultivators have always been casual, and they have various ways of leading apprentices. It has been reported recently that most of the people who have been hunted down come from the Demonic Dao and Xiaoyaozong.

A beauty is beautiful, but her behavior is very dangerous.

Zhuo Sheng made a joke with a smile, "The fellow Taoist should be careful, there are quite a few masters who have been hunted down in your sect."

The monk next to him narrowed his eyes, and An Heyi felt inexplicably in danger, so he remained silent, just quietly took out a tea set from the spirit ring, and made a pot of tea leisurely.Not only poured a glass for myself, but also poured a glass for others.

calm down.

The aroma of spiritual tea is light and light, refreshing, An Heyi is holding the teacup, watching the new tablemate carefully from the corner of his eyes.

Wen Jing didn't expect that An Heyi would make a pot of tea for him, his eyes froze for a moment, then he returned to his usual smile, turned around slightly, and raised the teacup to An Heyi as a signal.

An Heyi only felt that his eyes were in a trance, and he felt a little dizzy when the other party looked over, but when he blinked and looked again, the symptom disappeared again.

After the tea in the pot was finished, the others also returned the teacups. An Heyi used a cleansing technique to wash away the water droplets, and with a finger wipe, put the tea set back.

The surroundings were quiet and silent, only the fan behind him was shaking up and down, bringing a breeze.

After sitting for a while, An Heyi's right hand trembled, and he tried to sit upright, but he seemed to be unable to bear it anymore, and helplessly raised his hand and rubbed his temple lightly.

Yu Wenxing beside him was already on the ground, and even Zhuo Sheng, who was more powerful, couldn't stand it anymore.An Heyi is already in the fit period, but sitting next to this big Buddha, he still feels tired.

"Brother Taoist", An Heyi thought it necessary to mention it.

"Huh?" The other party replied lazily without raising his eyes.

"Can you put down the coercion?" An Heyi sighed softly, with helplessness in his eyes.

I saw the other party shook his head, and the fan in his hand shook slightly when he opened it, "Fellow Daoist, what you said is wrong."

Wen Jing's eyes swept over lightly, and the world in his eyes passed by, shaking An Heyi's head and becoming dizzy again.

The man's teasing and laughing voice sounded next to his ears, "The coercion of the monks is the umbrella of the monks, which is equivalent to human clothes. Eliminating the coercion is equivalent to taking off the clothes."

The person next to him chuckled again, "Fellow Daoist asked Xiaodao to take off his clothes in public...I'm afraid it's inappropriate?"

"Pfft", Zhuo Sheng, who was eavesdropping in the back row, couldn't help laughing.

An Heyi: "..."

Seeing that An Heyi didn't answer, the people around him withdrew the coercion again, and all moved towards An Heyi, as if to arouse the other party's anger.

An Heyi touched the spirit ring, but did not dare to take out the teacup.

——Afraid of being crushed by Wen Jing's coercion.

An Heyi was silent for a long time before opening his mouth.The person beside him leaned lightly on the table, shaking the fan in his hand, and he wanted to hear what the soft bun beside him could say.

An Heyi swayed and tried to sit up straight, "Your Taoist clothes are too thick, why don't you take off one piece."

"Pfft", I didn't expect such a sentence.Wen Jing felt that the soft bun beside him was really fun, and couldn't bear to drive people away all at once, so he finally put away the coercion.

An Heyi breathed a sigh of relief.

It can be regarded as not dizzy.

When he was on the stage, Mingda waved his vigorous and powerful arms, calling for all sentient beings to take their seats.

An Heyi noticed that the monk beside him moved forward slightly, his eyes were still indifferent, but he finally looked at Shi Mingda on the podium.

An Heyi couldn't help but sigh with emotion, as expected, no matter how powerful a monk was, he was still afraid of his disciples.

This is really one thing and one thing.

When he was on stage, Mingda's eyes turned around An Heyi, An Heyi had to put his mind away and listen carefully.

"Xiaodao has summed up my own experience for so many years, and I will pass it on to everyone today. But I hope everyone can understand that everyone is different and different. The same method may have different effects on different people. Therefore, We still need to take regular classes and learn how to teach students according to their aptitude."

An Heyi nodded secretly, agreeing with Shi Mingda's opinion very much in his heart, and even more confident in Shi Mingda's ability.

Shi Mingda stroked his beard, stopped for a while, and saw that all the monks in the classroom were listening to him carefully, and then continued, "The following three points must be remembered:

[-]. Try to stock them responsibly.

[-]. Grounding is the number one method.

[-]. Ugly is the premise that nothing will happen.

I'm sorting by importance, with the most important at the end.next.Let's first explain the most important one, which is the most feasible method for the apprenticeship ceremony - ugly! "

An Heyi's head became dizzy again, his vision was a little blurred, and he didn't see that the eyes of Cultivator Mei beside him had sunk, and his frowning brows had a feeling of bitterness and hatred.

"Fellow Daoist, coercion." An Heyi never wanted to sit next to him again.

Wen Jing didn't make things difficult for An Heyi anymore, and followed his words to put away the coercion.

Zhuo Sheng behind him rolled his eyes, it's amazing to be so coercive!

Shi Mingda was still emphasizing, "Master is ugly, it will be safer."

Someone from below asked loudly, "Does the apprentice have to be ugly? What will happen if the apprentice is ugly?"

Shi Mingda pondered for a moment, "The apprentice is uglier, it will be more eye-catching."

"Pfft", the monk beside him laughed again.

An Heyi also lamented the truth in his heart.

Shi Mingda rolled his eyes around, and finally stopped on An Heyi.Seeing Zongmen Senior Brother staring at him, he felt uneasy.

"Brother Tan Yu, the ceremony of accepting apprentices, if you were you, what kind of qualified apprentice would you accept?"

An Heyi did enough homework in the sect, recalled his own observations, and concluded, "Looking at the autobiographical novels and biographies of the masters in the cultivation world, Tan Yu thinks that the main characters are too beautiful in the sect, and we can't have them." "Ugly ones are also the protagonists, so you can't have them; you can't have too strong aptitude, you can't do it with poor aptitude, and you can't do mediocre Buddhism. Therefore, the younger brother thinks that the best is the one with medium aptitude, still motivated, and fair appearance." .”

Shi Mingda's beard trembled and trembled, and he almost pulled some of them off. When his jaw hurt, he clapped his hands happily, "Miaozai, Miaozai."

The monk beside An Heyi twirled the fan in his hand and looked at him thoughtfully.

Shi Mingda looked at An Heyi and praised, "Brother Tanyu has mastered the theory very well. If fellow Taoists have any questions and it is not convenient for me to come to you, you can also consult Tanyu."

As soon as the words fell, An Heyi only felt the thorns on his back, and the burning eyes from all directions were cast on him, and Yu Wenxing beside him stiffened and tried to straighten his back.

An Heyi wanted to drink tea again.

Wen Jing's eyes darkened, and the gloomy murderous intent could not be wiped away by the smile on his face. His thin lips were slightly parted, and his shoulders were slightly tilted towards An Heyi.

"Then what if Fellow Daoist is hunted down by a hundred disciples...?"

……

Why hasn't this man forgotten this question?

Seeing that the coercion of the people next to him was about to emerge again, An Heyi sighed and replied, "Go to a place that they can't think of to cultivate and recuperate."

Wen Jing clapped his hands and smiled, "Okay."

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