Chapter 187: Mr. Xie thanks himself

After An Zheng arrived at the Martial Arts Academy, he realized that his fate had changed again, and even An An's steady study for a few days became a luxury. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 infoFrom this moment on, he will no longer be a student in Chang Huan's class, but a disciple of Huo Tangtang.

Even if the martial academy is different from the sect, how can there be a practice of casually changing the court. There is a saying that one day is a teacher and a father for life, which shows how important the name of master and apprentice is.

Du Shou comforted An and said: "It's okay, it's okay, one day as a teacher and a father for life, you are just an extra mother now." ā€

Anzheng: "Get out of ......"

Du jumped away thinly: "From now on, I will be the eldest brother in the class." ā€

Then he saw Gu Qianye squatting on the low wall not far away and sneering at him, Du was thin and grinning: "Is the second brother good?"

Then he saw Qu Liuxi standing next to Gu Qianye, and the fat man who was jumping suddenly had no interest in continuing to jump, and walked forward with his head down: "Third brother and three generals." ā€

Out of curiosity about those who practiced demonic skills, out of curiosity about the legendary magic master Nineteen Demons, An Zheng did not object to such an arrangement of the Martial Academy. He found Huo Tangtang's residence in the direction pointed out by Chang Huan, but it was actually not far from An Zheng's class, but only a hundred meters away.

The small courtyard under the shade of a bamboo forest is particularly quiet, and it is curious that the place that has not been inhabited for seven years is actually clean. There was not even a single fallen leaf or weed on the ground, and the stone table and stone bench under the plum tree in the yard were as clean as mirrors.

Huo Tangtang looks like a very quiet and tranquil woman, and after seven years of meditation in the martial arts academy, she has a temperament that seems to be outside the world. But An Zheng always had some strange feelings, he always felt that this quiet woman had a tiger hidden in her body.

This is the second time An Zheng has seen Huo Tangtang, who is sitting quietly on a stone bench reading a book. Huo Tangtang is a woman who makes it easy to ignore her age, or no one can easily tell her age. Her face looks like a mature woman, and her figure maintains a girlish uprightness.

She likes to wear cloth clothes, like cotton and linen. The top is loose and white, with a faint and shallow pattern on it, which you can't see if you don't look closely. Underneath is wearing a pair of bloomers, navy blue, solid color without patterns. On his feet was a pair of cloth shoes that were also dark blue, and An Zheng found the lines on the cloth shoes very interesting.

On the left foot is a unicorn, and on the right foot is a fire phoenix.

"What do you want to ask?"

Huo Tangtang put down the book in his hand, raised his head and looked at An Zheng and asked.

An Zheng shook his head: "No." ā€

Huo Tangtang: "Oh...... There is no best, and if there is, I am not going to explain anything to you. From today onwards, you will be my person, and there is only one rule to follow me, and it is simple...... Whatever I say is what it is. ā€

An Zheng's eyes widened slightly: "Everything?"

Huo Tangtang squinted his eyes: "Have questions?"

An Zheng shook his head: "I just thought, if I can't even determine the time to pee, it's a little miserable." ā€

Huo Tangtang said: "It seems that you don't seem to care about leaving Chang Huan, but it's okay...... Since you're still in the mood to joke, it's better to take advantage of your good mood and let me see how strong you are. ā€

She pointed to a row of wooden stakes in the middle of the bamboo forest not far away: "Break them." ā€

At this time, I heard that An Zheng was transferred to Huo Tangtang's men, and many people came to watch. It is precisely because everyone is curious about Huo Tangtang's identity, after all, she has not left the interior for a long time, so more and more people from outside have come one after another.

An Zheng looked at the wooden stakes: "Can you change the way of testing?"

Huo Tangtang asked, "Have you already surpassed the realm of ascension?"

An Zheng nodded: "Yes"

Huo Tangtang sighed: "It seems to have underestimated you, at your age, you have surpassed the realm of ascension, looking at the entire Dayan three hundred years ago, there are not many ...... I've heard that you have a flamboyant temperament, but every teacher doesn't like your disciples to be too flamboyant. So, I'm going to use some method to suppress you, and you just need to be ready. ā€

An Zheng wanted to laugh a little, where did he say it directly if he wanted to suppress his disciples?

Huo Tangtang stood up and walked out, and An Zheng followed behind. When he arrived in the small bamboo forest, An Zheng found that there was actually a small open space here. The row of stakes blocked the clearing, and there was something resembling a horizontal bar. At least thirty or fifty thin threads hung down from it, and each thin thread was tied with rings of different sizes.

Huo Tangtang said: "If you don't want to drive wooden stakes, then you can try those rings." ā€

She casually pulled down a leaf from the bamboo: "The rings hanging on it are of different heights, and they swing differently when the wind blows, and now I let you use this bamboo leaf to pass through all the rings at once." If you succeed, the rules I said earlier will be nullified. If you don't make it, then put away your pride from today and be an honest student. ā€

An Zheng took the bamboo leaf from Huo Tangtang's hand and walked to the side of the horizontal bar. The horizontal bar is at least three meters long and has dozens of rings hanging from it. These rings vary in height, and the largest difference between the two can be a foot. And after the wind blows, the thin line swings, and the swing amplitude of the ring is also different.

So, it doesn't seem like there's any possibility of passing this bamboo leaf through all the rings at once.

An Zheng took the bamboo leaf through the first ring, and then took the bamboo leaf through the second ring: "Is this okay?"

Huo Tangtang's face was a little angry: "Shamelessness is also talent?"

An Zheng shrugged his shoulders: "I'm just figuring out the rules." ā€

The onlookers burst into laughter, but everyone knew it was impossible. Not to mention these students, even if it is the teaching in the martial arts academy, I am afraid that few people can do it. Huo Tangtang did this, obviously just to suppress An Zheng. Of course, she herself has already made it very clear.

As if he was deliberately against Huo Tangtang, An Zheng took the bamboo leaves and wore all the rings, and then turned around: "Are you sure this is not okay?"

Huo Tangtang looked at Chang Huan not far away: "He doesn't seem to be as good as you say." ā€

Chang Huan shrugged his shoulders, meaning that you were too difficult.

An Zheng smiled and walked back to the starting point, looking down at the bamboo leaf in his hand: "If it is a stone, it is simpler, but it is a leaf...... But fortunately, there is a competition in my name, a competitive competition. ā€

After he finished saying the four words, he casually punched the leaves out, which looked really casual and threw them out, which made Huo Tangtang frown slightly.

But when the bamboo leaf passed through the first ring, her face changed.

The bamboo leaf does not pass through the middle of the ring, but grabs the upper edge of the ring, so the trajectory of the bamboo leaf changes slightly downward. Then, when the bamboo leaf passes through the second ring, it touches the left edge of the ring and changes again. In this way, under the stunned gaze of everyone, the bamboo leaf seemed to be alive, accurately drilled through all the rings, and then stabbed into the wooden stake on the side of the horizontal bar with a snap.

An Zheng walked over and stretched out his hand to pull out the bamboo leaves: "This is a trick, not the only way." After cultivating to the realm of Sumeru, you can control magic weapons, and of course, you can also control other things. ā€

He looked down, and the bamboo leaf floated up on its own, as if an invisible hand was pinching the leaf and slowly flew forward. Then the bamboo leaves once again all passed through the ring and flew back into An Zheng's palm, as if he had just done a very ordinary thing.

An Zheng looked at Huo Tangtang: "Is Mr. satisfied?"

Huo Tangtang turned around and left without saying a word.

Du Slender took the lead in coaxing: "An fight for!"

A group of people applauded, but Chang Huan looked at Huo Tangtang's back, and there was something very strange in his eyes.

An Zheng followed Huo Tangtang and walked back, and as soon as he entered the door, he saw Huo Tangtang holding something in his hand and throwing it over, An Zheng subconsciously caught it, looked down, and wrote three words on the book.

The Book of Pushan

Huo Tangtang said: "There are a total of nineteen thousand three hundred and sixty-four Sanskrit, you take it back and read it now, when can you write it out word for word, and then look for me." ā€

An Zheng flipped through it, then went into the house and found a brush, and then began to write on the white wall of the small courtyard. One stroke at a time, like an iron painting with a golden hook. In less than half an hour, he finished writing 19,364 Sanskrit words, and the courtyard wall suddenly had a somewhat more quaint atmosphere.

An Zheng put the pen on the stone table: "Sir, take a look, but there is a word missing?"

Huo Tangtang's face is getting worse and worse...... It took her two months to memorize all those Sanskrit texts. It took another ten days to make sure I didn't make a single mistake in the order. And An Zheng just watched it once, and this talent shocked her a little.

An Zheng walked to the side, raised his hand and touched his head, and said to himself: "I'm scared to death, fortunately, I've seen it before." ā€

"Pushan Sutra" only, when An Zheng was the first seat of the Ming Law Division in Daxi, he went to Zen Buddhism to debate Zen with those monks who had attained the Tao when he had nothing to do, and those great monks in Zen Buddhism felt big when they saw An Zhenglai.

Huo Tangtang didn't believe that An Zheng could do it, he read it word by word, and couldn't help but let out a long breath after reading it: "Now I believe Chang Huan's words." ā€

An argued: "What can Mr. teach me?"

Huo Tangtang glanced at the plum tree, just glanced at it, and the plum tree immediately bloomed. On the tree, which does not have a single leaf, bright red plum blossoms bloom all over the branches. It was supposed to be a flower that would not bloom until the cold winter wax moon, but it bloomed because she took a look.

An Zheng thought about it, he really couldn't do this.

This is the transfiguration.

The transformation of the realm of prison desire is not only the transformation of itself, but also the transformation of other things. The realm of ascending refinement, the realm of Sumeru, and the realm of prison desire transform. The so-called transformation is broad and profound. At the beginning of the realm of prison desire, it is to transform itself into form, and to resist qi to transform into ten thousand forms. And the high grades of the realm of prison desire are the form of all things.

A thought of flowers blooming, a thought of leaves falling.

An Zheng nodded: "Can Mr. teach me?"

Huo Tangtang said: "Then you just look at this plum tree every day, and come to me again when you can see it." ā€

After finishing speaking, Huo Tangtang picked up the book on the stone table and walked into the room. An Zheng looked at the plum tree, and suddenly was full of admiration for Huo Tangtang. This is a woman who is so delicate that she feels terrifying, the two tests just now, it seems that Huo Tangtang is stunned, but she sees the shortcomings of An Zheng.

The realm of Sumeru is full of energy, and the heart is scattered and irrelevant. There are many scattered hearts, and there are many means to resist qi. And when it comes to the realm of prison desire, what is required is precisely to collect the heart. Only by facing one thing wholeheartedly can we achieve this state. An Zheng's heart can't be quiet all the time. He has too many things and too many disputes in his heart, so in the realm of Sumeru, this kind of turmoil of peace and struggle does not have much effect on him. But if you think of the realm of prison desire, it is as difficult as climbing to the sky.

Even if he has a mark against the sky, even if he has a lot of time.

An Zheng took a deep breath, and then clenched his fists: "Thank you, sir." ā€

A faint reply came from the room: "Thank yourself." ā€