Happiness always seems to come suddenly, and Zhao Zheng never imagined that this group of black-clothed people he coveted would take the initiative to send them to the door.

"Tut-tut...... No wonder the ancient rulers and rebels talked about gods and ghosts at every turn, it turned out that they really had such great power! ”

Looking at the old man kneeling at his feet, Zhao Zheng couldn't help but feel a little in a trance, "I'm a mother!" Lao Tzu is just a six-year-old naughty boy here, this ......" Zhao Zheng sighed in his heart.

Sigh is embarrassing, but since good things are sent to the door, Zhao Zheng naturally accepts all the orders, not to mention that these people are what he wants. Of course, in order to show that he is a very stylish immortal and leader, Zhao Zheng, who came to relieve himself, said to everyone very stinkily: "You should be blamed by heaven when you spy on the heavens!" But Nian'er and others have the heart to help me succeed, and God can be exempted. As for the person who will be destined to give the immortal magic skill in the future! ”

Due to the long-term tracking and monitoring of Zhao Zheng, these people have long believed in Zhao Zheng's immortal identity, and at this time, when they saw Zhao Zheng's approval, they naturally all looked fanatical and happy.

"Thank you, Master, for success!"

Seeing Zhao Zheng's approval, the old man hurriedly kowtowed and bowed, while the black-clothed man on the side also kowtowed and shouted "Master Fushou".

"Alas...... Poor ancients......" Zhao Zheng said to himself.

Just when Zhao Zheng lamented the ignorance of the ancients, the old man suddenly came over and said with a flattering face: "Master, hehe...... Since we are already your disciples, can we show our hands so that the disciples can have a long experience? ”

Where does Zhao Zheng know what kind of magic skills and immortal arts, seeing that the old man is so blind, he immediately said angrily: "You are also crazy for dozens of spring and autumn periods!" As a teacher, no one even knows your surname at this time, how can I teach you? ”

Zhao Zheng cheekily called himself a teacher at this time, while the old man next to him nodded at the six-year-old child, looking funny.

"Oh, uh...... Guilty of vain...... Guilty of vain...... The apprentice's surname is Shen, and there is a wave of words! ”

"What...... What the? Wave! ”

"Exactly...... Exactly ......"

"Shen Lang" is smooth to read in its entirety, but if it is a single word "Lang", Zhao Zheng feels very awkward.

"Waves...... In vain...... Wanderer......"

After muttering a few times in his mouth, Zhao Zheng almost couldn't hold back his laughter. Silently forcibly holding back a smile, Zhao Zheng said "lightly": "Disciple, this is different from heaven and earth since the beginning of the world!" As a teacher, you can naturally use immortal magic in the fairy world, but at this time in the earth realm, this immortal art is naturally useless! ”

Shen Lang and the others couldn't help but be disappointed when they heard this, and just when everyone felt bored, Zhao Zheng suddenly changed his tone and said, "But ......"

As soon as the word "but" came out of Zhao Zheng's mouth, everyone's eyes lit up again.

"But!" Zhao Zheng thought about it, and then began to make up nonsense: "The art of the world is divided into immortal art and earth art, and if you are proficient in earth art, then fairy art will naturally come to fruition!" And the so-called geoscience is, in another way, 'science'! ”

"Science?"

For these ancients at the end of the Warring States period, the word "science" was so new and unfamiliar, "Master, hiss...... Does this science have a class of geometry? ”

"Naturally, there are two categories! It is divided into social sciences and natural sciences, and there are more than 100 categories under them! Learn a good subject, although you can't become an immortal, but you can become a pillar of the country and a leader in the world......"

Zhao Zheng stood in the room and talked endlessly to more than 20 people, as if he had forgotten about the matter of Old Doctor Liu.

"Master, which is more powerful, social science or natural science?" Shen Lang listened to Zhao Zheng's speech in a fanciful and even wonderful way, and couldn't help but interject and ask.

"What ...... this?"

Although Shen Lang's question was superficial, it really stumped Zhao Zheng.

"Shhh...... In other words, which of the two sciences is the foundation of social development? Zhao Zheng thought in his heart.

Zhao Zheng tilted his head and thought about it for a long time but didn't come up with a reason, so he had to continue to talk nonsense: "This social science and natural science have their own strengths and weaknesses, and they cannot be arbitrarily compared......

How did the crowd know that Zhao Zheng was using the discipline of a thousand years later to deceive them, and he was talking nonsense, directly making these believers who believed in him as a god dizzy.

I don't know if it's because of his studious nature, or because of the strict hierarchy, although Shen Lang is old, he has a strong desire to learn, and when Zhao Zheng was talking, he interjected: "Gu Youyun: Just talking about not practicing fake tricks, Master might as well come to a real one, let the apprentices see the wonders of this earthly technique!" ”

As soon as Shen Lang's voice fell, the originally silent apprentices and grandsons immediately began to coax, gossiping and asking the ancestor to demonstrate the magic of the earth.

How could Zhao Zheng, who was addicted to it, think that reality would come so quickly.

"I'm cao! What can I do? You can't let Lao Tzu teach them mathematics, physics and chemistry! ”

Zhao Zheng hated it so much at this time that the roots of his teeth itched, and he couldn't wait to pull the mouthy Shen Lang out and collapse, if he could have a gun at this time.

Just when Zhao Zheng was in a dilemma, the sun had quietly climbed the mountain.

At this time, the rain was still falling, and the entire capital was shrouded in smoke and rain. In the green brick and grass house, Xia Wuqi kept pouring boiling water on Old Doctor Liu's wound with a grim face. At this time, although Dr. Liu couldn't talk about his life hanging by a thread, he was not much better.

"Grandpa...... Woowoo...... Grandpa, wake up...... Grandpa...... Woowoo woo ......"

It was also a hand of blood, and the little medicine disciple was already crying at this time, and the cry was very sad, causing Ah Fang in the inner room to cry incessantly. Xia Wuqi was physically and mentally exhausted at this time, and he had hardly used a knife, so he naturally couldn't scrape the skin and flesh of a living person like Old Doctor Liu and Zhao Zheng did.

"Ping'er Xiu wants to cry again, what kind of body has become so big!"

Zhang Mancang couldn't stand it anymore at this time, his dry old eyes glared, and he scolded the little medicine disciple fiercely.

The little medicine apprentice was already aggrieved at this time, and he was beaten so fiercely by Zhang Mancang that he simply broke the jar and cried, the more painful it became.

Annoyed and irritated by the endless crying of the little medicine apprentice, Zhang Mancang grabbed the little medicine apprentice's neck and dragged him out of the house while scolding: "Cry! Cry! Just fucking know crying! It's really rotten wood that can't be carved, and can't be carved! This is really used to the old puppet, like a, get out! ”

As the word "roll" drilled into his ears, the little medicine man fell into the mire. Not to mention that the little medicine apprentice was lying in the streets and alleys in the heavy rain and howling, and in the house, Zhang Mancang looked at Xia Wuqi, who was sweating profusely, and he was also angry......