A month after An Xiaofu entered the school.

"Attention."

The master on the podium, a young male monk, did not have any extra opening remarks, and directly began to teach: "Today I will teach you something new, counting and arithmetic. ”

After the children had all their attention, the master continued, "In the next month, I will teach you some basic things, and you will learn by yourself in the future. ”

"First of all, let's talk about counting, one, two, ......"

There was no blackboard, no projection techniques, no means to aid memory and imagination, just an average-looking master who spoke dryly.

An Xiaofu seemed to sit there and listen to the lecture seriously, but in fact, her mind sank completely to the depths of her heart:

[It's just reading to the book, is the image array behind him an ornament?] 】

[May be reluctant to give up the spirit stone.] Not all formations are as arranged as they are heard. 】

[Even if it is the worst quality inferior spirit stone, one piece is enough to drive an image array of this size for half a month. I can't even bear to do this, this group of nerds who are too learned are really going back more and more! 】

[It seems that we have to make up the content of today's class.] 】

[Ha, you can also tell the truth, as long as you are mentally prepared. 】

【…… I don't want to learn geometry. 】

[This nerd can only read to the book, and the other children are about to fall asleep.] In the next exam, if we don't want to attract attention, we'd better get a few more questions wrong. 】

[I'll pay attention.] 】

[Huh? 】

[What's wrong?] 】

[The little fat man next to him is looking at us again, it's really annoying, looking for a chance to beat him and cry!] 】

[Beware of hearing and crying for you.] 】

[That... Leave it to you? 】

[We share memories, why are you so stupid?] 】

[You're already so smart, I'm naturally responsible for being stupid!] 】

[I'm speechless......]

[Ahh I can't learn anything useful here, and I can't use the method of hearing and seeing to cultivate, and I can't stay by my side! The thought of the next two years makes me feel so painful! 】

[At least we can talk and sort out our memories of the past.] 】

[Speaking of which, I always feel that we have forgotten something important, do you have a clue? 】

[Memory sharing, of course I don't know what you don't have a clue about. 】

[You're so useless~]

[I don't want you to say that.] 】

A few days later, the poor little fat man was struck down by a verbal attack that the child could not bear, and he could not get up again.

……

A year later, the monks of the academy launched an "invitation" to individual outstanding children based on their performance over the past year.

An Xiaofu's performance in all aspects was very mediocre and did not attract attention.

After that, the monks of the school divided all the children into two classes: the children with spiritual roots and good grades formed the teaching class, and enjoyed the teaching of the monks and teachers with all their hearts; The rest of the children formed a self-study class, and they basically studied by themselves every day, and even did not see the master for a few days.

Some precocious children, realizing that they are "an ordinary person", resigned themselves to their fate, and worked hard to educate themselves in order to be in the future.

Those who are not very smart think that the Master has "become better" and no longer control them, and gradually play crazy.

An Xiaofu only felt glad about this.

And so it went on for another ten months.

Early in the morning, An Wenjian, An Xiaofu, and Xidu got up early and were enjoying breakfast slowly.

"I see, in a month, I will be able to graduate from the academy."

An Xiaofu suddenly spoke: "After that, do you plan to stay in this village or return to the Taoist temple, or travel to other places?" ”

"It's been planned for a long time."

An Wen said: "When you graduate from the academy, I will find an excuse to leave the village as soon as possible, and then return to the Taoist temple to cultivate for a period of time." As long as the cultivation realm breaks through, the spells and formations I can use will increase, and the life-saving ability will be strengthened a lot, and I will take you and Xi around when the time comes. ”

[Breakthrough!? 】

An Xiaofu was secretly surprised in her heart and asked, "Smell, what realm are you now?" ”

"Building the foundation... Anaphase? ”

An Wenjian was not sure: "In short, it is the foundation building period, and I can already feel the bottleneck." If you are two weeks faster and a month at the slower, you will definitely be able to get married. After that, it takes another one to two months to get acquainted with it, and it's pretty much the same. ”

"If you have a plan, it's fine."

An Xiaofu nodded calmly, her face was expressionless, but her heart was not calm at all:

[Qi refining, foundation building, and knotting, according to what I heard and saw, correspond to the three mortal realms of 'casting the mortal realm', 'breaking the mortal realm', and 'transforming the mortal realm' that we know. However, the spiritual root that I heard was the lowest quality miscellaneous spiritual root, and it was in the low spiritual realm, normally speaking, it would take at least nearly a hundred years of penance to reach the mortal realm. 】

[Smell awesome!] 】

[This is not a question of whether it is good or not, even with the assistance of the Spirit Gathering Array, the concentration of spiritual energy around it cannot reach the level of a high spiritual realm. Before, I felt that the cultivation method I had mastered was very special, but now it seems that it is probably enough to subvert the entire monk world. 】

[It smells so powerful!] 】

Where are you from? The point is to smell and take us after the start of the trip. If the monks, especially those who are cult cultivators, discover and hear about the special method of cultivation on the way, there will be no place for us in the cultivation world. 】

[So, remind me to smell it?] 】

[How do we know this "now" when we have only learned the Dharma of Hearing and Hearing and have not been exposed to other Dharmas? 】

[Hmm... Tell us who we really are? 】

[And then abandoned by the smell?] 】

[Smell and see that you will not abandon us!] 】

[But can you guarantee that we won't be disliked?] Even if it's only a 1 in 10 million chance. 】

【Can't ......】

[Then you can only keep it as it is and go with the flow.] 】

[Well, you're right. 】

[I hope I can be careful enough to persevere until we grow up.] At that time, even if you are the enemy of the entire cultivation world...]

[You brag and put up a flag, are you so brave? 】

【… If you can't speak, don't speak. 】

……

As the saying goes, nine times out of ten, life is unsatisfactory.

The more sophisticated the plan, the more easily it is to be disrupted by sudden changes.

On the day the children graduated from the school, the village chief took the children back early. Two children were "enrolled" by the school and did not come back together.

In order to celebrate the graduation of the children, everyone in the village contributed together today, and the whole village had a feast.

Halfway through the banquet, a figure walked slowly at the gate of the village.

"Smell!"

An Xiaofu had a strong perception, and immediately found that the person who came was a monk, and lowered her voice to remind An Wenjian: "It's a monk!" ”

"I know."

An Wenjian found out earlier, but he didn't rely on perception, but on his analytical ability: "Don't be nervous, the purpose of his coming to the village is not necessarily us." ”

Then, An Wenjian pretended to raise his head, saw it by chance, and reminded the village chief: "Village chief, there are guests." ”

"Guest?"

The village chief subconsciously looked at the gate, and immediately noticed the figure, and continued to stare for a while, and the monk approached, and only then did he see clearly—only to see that the person who came had greasy hair, disheveled clothes, and was very sloppy. He also carried a large knife on his back, and at a glance, he looked like a bandit.

"This strong man!"

The village chief walked to the village gate to greet him: "Hello! I am the head of this village. The children of our village just graduated from the school today, and we are celebrating. You're here at the right time, so if you don't dislike it, why don't you sit down and eat? ”

"Hahaha! The time is indeed right! ”

The visitor laughed, and at first glance it looked quite heroic: "I am the Elder of the Seven Blades Sect - Broken Feather!" I came here today, not for anything else, but to give the children of your village a chance! ”

So saying, the scruffy man, who called himself an elder, cried out to all the children who were sitting at the table:

"Come to think of it, there should be some of you who want to become monks, but you are told by those people in the academy that you have no spiritual roots, you can't practice, and you can't become monks."

"But!"

"If you don't want to give up! If you don't want to be a mortal for the rest of your life! If you don't want to be looked down upon by those with spiritual roots, then come to our Seven Blades Sect! ”