"Well, this, you this, this is indeed talented. ”

Sun Shuren calmed down and nodded, but there was a little stumbling in his words.

"I forgot to tell you one thing before, that is, everyone's perceived talent will be transformed into the same thing, which also indicates the general direction of future practice, of course, the true meaning of this can only be comprehended by oneself, after all, it varies from person to person. This situation is probably similar to what Buddhism calls the relationship that arises from the heart. ”

Sun Shuren continued to explain that he had forgotten such an important part just now, but fortunately it was not too late to say it.

However, most of the illusions of Confucian and Taoist disciples are roughly the four treasures of the study such as pen, ink, paper, and inkstone, or the weapons that tend to attack such as knives, forks, swords, and halberds. If it is more special, it may be a certain Confucian classic book. It's just that this is the first time I've seen you conjure up a swastika, and even in the records of Confucian history, it has never appeared. And the strange thing is that the text that is transformed is still a Buddhist swastika, which is unprecedented and unheard of. The mystery contained in this, as well as the direction of your cultivation of Confucianism, still have to be comprehended by yourself. However, with the speed at which you realize your talent, you will definitely achieve something, so there is no need to dwell on it. ”

Sun Shuren didn't know how to explain this phenomenon, but it was all secondary, and the most important thing was the talent of the chubby classmate in front of him.

"Alright then!"

Guo Qingke actually has a little clue in his heart, after all, he knows his own affairs. Moreover, the Master leads the way into the door, and the cultivation is personal, which is exactly the truth.

"By the way, there's one more thing I forgot to tell you. Not all Confucian disciples are recorded, just like you. ”

Sun Shuren suddenly thought of something again and spoke.

"What do you mean?"

Guo Qingke didn't understand what Sun Shuren meant.

"It's like the difference between a monk with a sect and a monk without a sect, which means that you belong to the Confucian sect. To put it more bluntly, it's like proof of identity, you belong to the kind of black household that doesn't have identification. Only when I go to my Confucian holy land, that is, where I used to practice, to complete the certification, can I be called a true Confucian disciple. Of course, there are not a few so-called Confucian black households like you, after all, since ancient times, how many Confucian and Taoist masters have pure hearts and few desires, like to play landscapes, live in seclusion in the mountains and forests, and leave an unknown inheritance, and it is normal for outsiders to obtain inheritance. However, there is another situation, that is, the real talent is intelligent, and he does not need anyone's guidance, and he can comprehend his talent by himself after reading a wide range of books, and he is really a genius among geniuses, and a demon among demons. Of course, there will not be one such person in hundreds of years, and when he comes out, he will become a generation of saints. Of course, you're wicked enough. ”

Sun Shuren glanced at Guo Qingke resentfully, and felt a sense of heartache, because the feeling of being slapped in the face just now was so painful that it hurt to the heart.

"The teacher has won the prize!"

Guo Qingke nodded, although he said modestly, the smile on his face betrayed his true thoughts.

"In addition, to become a true Confucian disciple, you can have the right to look through all the books in the sect, and of course this also requires corresponding strength or contribution to Confucianism. This will be of great help to the practice of Confucianism and Taoism in the future. ”

Sun Shuren pretended not to see Guo Qingke's evil smile and continued.

"Oh, but it doesn't matter, I don't need it now anyway, just have a teacher for you to teach, regardless of whether he is a Confucian disciple or not. ”

Guo Qingke shook his head and shrugged, looking indifferent.

"That's right. However, there is only so much I can teach you, and the road ahead depends on you. ”

When Sun Shuren heard Guo Qingke's words, his mood was a little low, although he covered up the past well, he was still noticed by the chubby classmate Guo in front of him.

"Yes, understood. ”

Guo Qingke nodded.

"Well, you can go back first. Don't neglect your studies. ”

Sun Shuren waved his hand and asked Guo Qingke to go back.

"Goodbye, teacher!"

Guo Qingke nodded and retired.

"Teacher, where is the Confucian Holy Land?!"

When he was about to walk to the door, Guo Qingke suddenly asked.

"In Qufu!"

Sun Shuren replied habitually, without thinking.

"What are you asking for?"

After being stunned for a moment, Sun Shucai reacted to Guo Qingke's question.

"Because, sooner or later, I will have to visit this Confucian holy land!"

Guo Qingke's simple sentence is the best promise. smiled at Sun Shuren, and then walked out of the office without looking back.

"Good!"

Hearing this, Sun Shuren couldn't help but be a little moved, he thought that he would be unfazed, but the smiling folds on his face were hung with a little crystal clear teardrops. A good word also summed up his mood at the moment.

"I suddenly found that this kid's back is a little handsome!"

Looking at Guo Qingke's departing figure, Sun Shuren also secretly made up his mind that he must teach him, because he firmly believed that he did not look away this time.

It's a pity that Guo Qingke has already left the office and didn't hear Sun Shuren's heartfelt words praising him, otherwise he would have said: If you hide so deeply, you will be discovered, you really have a vision!

"Jingle Lingling ......"

The bell rang at one o'clock in the afternoon, and the students who were still outside the classroom hurried back to their classrooms.

"I, Nima, it's time for my lunch break. ”

Guo Qingke really didn't expect to stay with Sun Shuren for more than an hour, and missed the lunch time perfectly.

"It's a pity that I haven't eaten yet, I knew that I would rely on Teacher Sun and go to eat a meal!"

Guo Qingke was talking to himself, he didn't know what it was to be ashamed.

"I had to grieve my stomach for a while, and I can only go to the little black shop to buy something to eat later!"

Guo Qing rubbed his cooing stomach with his hand, looking helpless.

The little black shop that Guo Qingke mentioned is actually the small shop of their school, and it is also the only small store, which can be said to monopolize the supply of snacks for the entire school. After all, the whole school is a closed school, except for day students, students who live in the school are not allowed to go out during normal school hours, and they have to ask the class teacher for leave before they can go outside the school with a leave note. Therefore, this small shop has become the only place for students living on campus to consume, and there is no other place. Therefore, its things are sold at a slightly higher price than normal prices, so it is "affectionately" called a little black shop by students.

Of course, the small black shop also has a backstage, you must know that such a lucrative business is not something that ordinary people can get involved in. According to rumors, the owner of the small black shop is the brother-in-law of the principal of Guangming School, and the authenticity is unknown. However, it is not groundless, because it is said that the principal's wife and the owner of the small black shop were seen shopping and eating together. This real situation is probably only known to the parties concerned, and outsiders' speculations may not be true!