I run a cram school in the realm of self-cultivation

Fang He was so talkative that he asked Shi Shuo to change his name to teacher, and set the frequency of the lessons to once every seven days, with a total of [-] lessons.

Shi Shuo was not in a hurry.He took his sword and built a house on the cliff not far from the cram school.Every day when Fang He wakes up, he can see Shi Shuo standing there practicing with weights, the crystal sweat sliding down his skin to the ground, splashing water.

During this period of time, Fang He was not idle. He deliberately found a place with beautiful scenery and plenty of sunlight, moved out of a small table and chairs, drank tea and wrote the teaching plan, not to mention how comfortable it was.

Seven days passed in the blink of an eye.

Fang He leisurely walked into the classroom with the lesson plan, and almost laughed out loud when he saw it.Shi Shuo was sitting in the front row at the moment, with his hands folded and sitting upright, his back straight, his eyes looking forward, his sitting posture was as standard as that of a primary school student, there was a huge sense of contrast.

Fang He held back his smile, put the lesson plan on the podium, picked up the chalk and started class.

Although it is the same content, the teaching content and teaching methods have changed.For example, the detailed explanation of some words can be skipped, Fang He pays more attention to explaining the profound in a simple way, leading to other text materials, so that Shi Shuo's vision does not have to be rigid in one point, and his thinking is more open.

Shi Shuo held the piece of paper and listened carefully, and made annotations on the blank paper with a small brush from time to time.He originally thought that this class was the same as the previous experience class, Fang He cared about his attitude.But he didn't expect that every quote from the other party could bring him a new vision.His perception of the Tao became clearer and clearer.

This feeling is like the inheritance of thousands of years, being sorted out one by one and placed in front of you, and you can slowly organize your thoughts.Shi Shuo enjoyed this learning process very much.He could feel the collision of sparks of thought.

After one class, he benefited a lot, and when he picked up the "Encouraging Learning" chapter in his hand again, he had a different feeling.

"A gentleman said: You can't stop learning." Shi Shuo began to read aloud, "Green is taken from blue, and green is better than blue." Accompanied by the sound of his reading, dots of bluegrass did not come out, and the fluorescent light overflowed little by little. Start repairing Shi Shuo's spiritual roots.The more sentences Shi Shuo read aloud, the faster the spiritual roots in his body repaired, and the more novel the surrounding scenery became.

It was the first time for Fang He to see such a miraculous scene.

The contents of the book were displayed in front of him accompanied by the sound of reading, the pictures were exquisite and vivid, and the fragrance of the soil could be faintly smelled.The blue vines stuck their heads out inch by inch, cheering and jumping for joy.The chariots and horses passed in front of them, slowly and long.Beside the road, stood a white figure.His clothes are simply outlined, with a bit of Confucian charm.He raised his head and muttered, his voice overlapped with Shi Shuo's.

The world is vast and the rhyme is long.

When the first paragraph was about to be finished, Shi Shuo's spiritual roots began to grow faster, and when the figure disappeared and everything was destroyed, Shi Shuo's spiritual roots had been half restored.After about one more class, he will be able to practice again.

Shi Shuo clenched his fists and looked a little excited.Not only that, his vision began to widen, and his understanding of the exercises he had learned before deepened.He looked at Fang He with burning eyes, and was about to say something, when he heard loud noises from downstairs and the sound of tables and chairs falling down. He listened carefully, and he heard a male voice calling loudly:

"Where are people? Let Shi Shuo come out for me!"

Fang He glanced slightly out of the corner of his eye, and saw Shi Shuo's face turned ugly for a moment.He raised his eyebrows, and slapped the ruler in his hand on the table, making a loud crash.The sound was deafening, from upstairs to downstairs.

There was an instant silence downstairs.

Fang He reached out and patted Shi Shuo's shoulder, "Let's go down and have a look."

The center of the hall on the first floor has been occupied by a nest of people.They wore uniforms and stood there arrogantly.Around them, there are fallen tables and chairs and knocked down vines.

It looks extremely messy.

Seeing them coming down, people immediately cast their eyes on them, to be precise, on Shi Shuo.The leader looked arrogant. He stepped on the fallen chair, bent slightly, raised his chin to Shi Shuo, and said in a teasing voice:

"Look at who this is, isn't this our arrogance? Why did you come to this place to learn something?" He took the sword out of the storage bag, and with a light flick of the sword tip, he picked out a piece of paper come up.

This is the admissions "flyer" that was drawn with the pseudo-Ma Liang magic brush.At that time, Shi Shuo didn't take it seriously, just let it go like this, and now it happened to fall into the eyes of the person opposite.He frivolously picked up the piece of paper and glanced at it, then let out a mocking sound:

"Come on, everyone, come to Pinpin, our celestial arrogance with shattered golden elixir and no spiritual root is still dreaming of the spring and autumn dream of soaring in the daytime!" His gaze was firmly fixed on Shi Shuo's face , half jealous and half mockingly said:

"Unfortunately, there will never be such a chance." He crumpled the ball of paper and threw it to the side, raised his sword with the other hand, and the sword edge approached Shi Shuo straight, and a little further could cut through Shi Shuo "Now even the sect has given up on you, why don't you take this opportunity and die."

As soon as he finished speaking, his hand holding the sword was slapped hard several times.He subconsciously withdrew his hand, but before he had time, his bronzed skin turned red at a speed visible to the naked eye.Only then did he shift his gaze to Fang He.

At first, no one noticed Fang He.He didn't have any cultivation, he was young, and when he came down with Shi Shuo, everyone mistakenly thought that he was Shi Shuo's little follower in the mortal world.But at this time, his actions have brought everyone's attention to him.Even Shi Shuo looked at him nervously.

With so many people staring at him tightly, Fang He was not in a hurry.He lifted the chair that fell on the ground, wiped it and sat down, leaned on it like this, raised his chin, and asked the leader, "Have you finished?"

"Who are you?" The leader stared at Fang He fiercely, his right hand was already swollen.No matter how the spiritual power is conveyed, it cannot reduce the swelling.

Fang He pointed at his feet with a ruler, and said slowly: "The land you are stepping on belongs to me." After speaking, he pointed to Shi Shuo who was standing beside him and said, "This person is also mine now." Covered."

Fang He bent down to pick up the ball of paper at his feet, and slowly smoothed it with his slender fingers: "As for whether the slogan of our cram school is true or not, Shi Shuo will personally prove it to you later." After finishing this sentence, he waved the ruler, raised his eyebrows and said:

"Now please get out."

The ruler whirred in the air, and no one dared to question the power of this stick.Even the leader can only look at him in surprise, thinking inwardly.

Fang He didn't care what the other party was thinking.In the cram school, as long as they are of the same generation as his students, they are all a bit worse than him.This is like on the earth, you teach the students in class 1, and the students in class 2 see you and call you teacher.

Therefore, this group of people is restricted by Convention 1 from the beginning of entering the cram school.

Your dad is still your dad.In front of him, whether it is a foundation or a golden core, everyone is equal on this scale.

"By the way, clean up this place for me." Fang He straightened up and stood up, casually placed the ruler in his hand on the podium, glanced at Shi Shuo who was standing beside him, and directed, "As for you, keep an eye on it." Watch them and let them restore me."

Shi Shuo nodded seriously.

Fang He walked up with satisfaction.He went to the classroom and sat down at the podium, picked up a pen and silently wrote "Eight Honors and Eight Disgraces" on the white paper. In order to conform to the current situation, he swiped the pen and changed it.Although he didn't show it on the face just now, he was still suffocating in his heart.He wants to let these troublesome brats experience the "education of love" for free!

After he finished writing, the downstairs was almost cleaned up.Shi Shuo came up with the ruler carefully, walked to Fang He's side and stood still, and saw the paper in front of Fang He at a glance.He couldn't help asking curiously: "What is this?"

"Your award declaration." Fang He thought for a while and wrote the name and date of the cram school on the lower right corner of the paper, and at the same time took the seal out of the drawer to cover it.After finishing these, he shook the paper and handed it to Shi Shuo.Shi Shuo took it subconsciously, and saw a series of couplets on it, which said honor and shame, which were catchy to read.However, no matter how you look at it, the words on it don't look like an award declaration, but rather like hatred.

"To be proud of loving life, to be ashamed of endangering life..."

Thinking of having to read this aloud in front of thousands of Jianzong disciples who respect the strong and prey on the weak, Shi Shuo felt a little ashamed, and at the same time, felt as if... quite touching.

At that time, it will definitely be the focus of attention.

Shi Shuo thought, carefully put away this piece of paper, and hid it close to his body.He touched the hilt of the sword and felt that he had a sense of mission and honor.

Fang He was satisfied with his attention, and he patted Shi Shuo on the shoulder to encourage him: "There are still 21 days." In about three weeks, Jianzong will rank the disciples in the sect and re-determine their talents.And this was the last chance that Shi Shuo could seize.

Returning to the number one disciple of Jianzong, he was looked up to by others.

Although the time is a bit rushed, but after careful calculation, it is not impossible.Fang He thought about it in his mind, and immediately happily decided to make up lessons for Shi Shuo, and moved the subsequent lessons forward, with two lessons a week, so that after three weeks, six lessons would be over, and it would be almost the same.

This Jianzong meeting not only allowed him to vent his anger.More importantly, take this opportunity, use Shi Shuo as a signboard, and use the name of the comprehension cram school.He wants to teach students, and more importantly, he wants to teach students with good character, so that they can shine in the world of comprehension.

Also let yourself go down in history in the cultivation world.

However, this is all for the future.Now, Fang He has a problem, that is——

"How did your golden core break?"