In the lobby of the small courtyard next door, the seats of 300 people were full, and on the podium, the sword-casting master Sima Zhen was beside him, and his mouth was like a river, and the powerful voice of vicissitudes echoed in the air.

The lecture in the afternoon was arranged by the guild, so he, like other masters, also talked about the maintenance of the long sword.

Sima Zhen has a profound knowledge like the sea, and he has integrated the five elements of yin and yang into his speech, which is like a nutritious meal.

However, what he didn't expect was that the more than 300 people in the audience were drowsy when they listened, and some people simply stared at them with wide eyes and fell into deep self-doubt.

They could understand every word of the Master's words, but they didn't know what they meant when they were connected.

Is it because I don't have enough IQ?

At this moment, the young man who was in self-doubt saw his senior brother suddenly coming quietly from the door and waved to him.

The young man hesitated, but still obeyed his senior brother's words and quietly left the hall.

The same scene happened to other listeners, and from time to time someone quietly got up and quietly left.

On the podium, Sima Zhen looked at the carefully prepared handouts and spoke happily, and it was easy to finish the second chapter.

He looked up with a smile on his face, but the smile on his face suddenly stiffened.

In the huge lobby, there were only a dozen people in the front row, and the others were gone!

Sima Zhen's face suddenly darkened, and he asked in a deep voice to the teaching assistant, "What about people?!"

The teaching assistant wiped sweat on his forehead, and whispered in fear: "Like, it seems that I went to Ye Changsheng's side." ”

Ye Changsheng?!

Sima Zhen was angry when she heard this name, and couldn't help but snort coldly.

He strode off the podium, leaving behind a dozen die-hard listeners, and aggressively slashed towards the lobby where Ye Changsheng was.

Since something happened to the Western Capital, the Cabinet Left Behind has made the Demon Gate Demon Sect feel like a great enemy, and it has been completely chaotic, and he has obviously forgotten about the affairs of the Sword Forgers Guild.

Without receiving instructions, Sima Zhen and the others had no choice but to stand still and acquiesce in the passage of one rule after another.

Unexpectedly, just yesterday, he received a letter from Xidu, in which he reprimanded him.

said that he went against his will and sat back and watched Ye Changsheng become bigger, and also said that he did not do his best to win more benefits for the Western Capital.

What made Sima Zhen even more angry was that someone stabbed him in the back, saying that he had a heart of love for talent and deliberately released water to Ye Changsheng.

This letter of reprimand, which did make some sense, completely angered Sima Zhen, and the old man angrily scolded the messenger, and then hated Ye Changsheng.

Just when Sima Zhen was angry and went to Ye Changsheng to settle accounts, the other sword-forging masters in the lobby also had gloomy faces and rushed towards the courtyard where Ye Changsheng was speaking.

Seven or eight masters suddenly met their heads, all of them were embarrassed, no need to ask, they all encountered the same situation, and the people who listened to the class were all poached by Ye Changsheng.

Everyone simply joined forces all the way and came to the outside of the lobby, but they were shocked by the scene in front of them.

The people who had come out of their lobby were all gathered outside, tiptoeing and looking inside.

Those who couldn't see it at all could only listen to the voices coming from inside, and take notes so quickly that when the masters arrived, they didn't notice.

What's even more exaggerated is that the big trees in the small courtyard are also full of people, and there are also people standing on the walls and rockeries, looking condescendingly into the lobby.

Several sword-casting masters were dumbfounded when they saw this scene, could it be that Ye Changsheng was teaching martial arts secrets, which is why he attracted so many people?

They are all long-established predecessors, who have given countless speeches in their lives, but have never met such a fanatical and studious audience.

Sima Zhen was heartbroken, and forcibly led everyone to squeeze through a passage and arrived at the threshold outside the lobby.

Although he didn't go in, he could clearly see the test on the stage and hear Ye Changsheng's just right explanation.

At this moment, Ye Changsheng was leading his assistants to conduct a test of the extreme environment, and the rapid transformation of each sword would attract an exclamation.

The anger of the masters suddenly subsided, and they were both clear in their hearts that they had found the answer, but they were also inexplicably lost.

They all thought wrong, Ye Changsheng was not a young man who was competitive, so he came to compete with them for the audience, and he didn't grandstand, and used some low-level things to attract and please everyone.

On the contrary, the content of Ye Changsheng's speech was very high-end and very professional.

He specially prepared a lot of props to present the originally boring words and obscure principles in the most intuitive way in front of everyone.

They really put a lot of thought into their speeches, so why shouldn't Ye Changsheng?

It can even be said that Ye Changsheng has done more preparation than them, and it is more adequate than them.

If no one wants to listen to all this work, then it's called unreasonable!

Feng Henian of Tianfeng looked lost, and smiled bitterly at Sima Zhen beside him: "Old Zhen, it seems that we are really old." ”

Sima Zhen's face was cloudy, his eyes passed through the raised arms like a jungle, and he looked at the white-haired young man on the podium, and his mood was extremely complicated.

As a master, a sword-casting master, he can't just see Ye Changsheng's skyrocketing influence, he should also see that the way of sword casting is carried forward, and the way of sword casting is recognized by more people in the world.

Feng Henian is right, they are old, they are not only old, but they have also become stubborn.

Isn't the effort of an entire generation of their lives, and what they have sought all their lives, exactly what it is today?

Looking at the podium, Ye Changsheng was holding a sword in his hand, carefully wiping it with soft deerskin, his movements were gentle and steady, and Sima Zhen's eyes were moist.

Go to the damn Western Capital, go to the fucking Gongsun family!

Sima Zhen seemed to have unloaded the burden of a thousand catties, let out a sigh of relief, turned around and left quietly.

Seeing that more than a dozen die-hard listeners were still following behind, Sima Zhen said lightly: "Go and listen to Ye Changsheng's class, what he talks about is what you really need." ”

Mu Qingke, the chairman who rushed to hear the news, looked at Sima Zhen's back, and while breathing a sigh of relief, he also felt ashamed.

Back then, in order to form the Sword Forgers Guild, he ran around and spoke out, didn't he have a pure heart and wanted to carry forward the way of sword casting?

However, one day, he suddenly realized that the guild had become a vanity fair for all kinds of ambitions and desires, and it was too late to correct it.

Not only was it too late to correct it, but even he himself was deeply trapped in it and couldn't extricate himself, the purity of the year, the so-called original intention, had long been lost.

How difficult is it to achieve the word "pure" in life?

They have lost their purity, so they want to stifle purity, for fear that the comparison will expose the filth in their hearts?

It is like a person who is accustomed to darkness, but cannot see the light in others.

It's just that he had this light, but now he has to be reminded all the time of what a precious thing he has lost.

They were all wrong, Liu Bufan was never a-stirring stick, but a tragic guardian!