Hearing this, the young boys and girls below couldn't help but burst into laughter.

The young man who asked the question turned pale and felt frightened.

"Ahh

"So scary?"

He couldn't help but say.

Fang Ze nodded and said, "Don't think about this kind of thing. ”

"The path of cultivation, one step at a time, is the safest and right path."

"You don't need to rush for quick success, and don't be lazy."

"Don't be slow or slow, do a good job of the daily homework assigned to you by the sect, and over time, your skills will naturally improve."

"Do you understand?"

"Yes!"

"Got it, big brother!"

The new disciples below answered in unison.

Fang Ze nodded.

The disciples asked a few more questions.

Fang Ze replied one by one.

Finally, Fang Ze concluded.

"Finally, I would like to tell you one thing, that is, in cultivation, talent is one thing, and resources are another."

"Both of these are important and cannot be biased."

"The realm of qi and blood begins to nourish the body, and all kinds of meat are needed, and when it comes to the qi storage period, it needs pills."

"Pills and teachings belong to the outer edge, and hard work and talent are fundamental."

"The two complement each other, and if you don't have any of them, you won't be able to go far in the martial arts."

"Regarding cultivation resources, you should also pay attention to them."

"The Qi and Blood Realm Pill is fine, but once you enter the physical body realm, in addition to the medicinal bath, you need at least one pill every two months to replenish it."

"Pills are never worth a lot."

"The standard pill needed by the physical realm is the Zhiyuan Dan at the beginning, which can be opened by the three changes of the skin, muscles and bones, and then the chalcedony pill is needed to support the four changes of the eyes, ears, mouth and nose."

"To Yuan Dan, one bottle and one grain, worth three hundred taels of silver."

"Two pills in a bottle of chalcedony pills, worth one thousand two hundred taels."

"It's so expensive!" The budding disciples below were amazed when they heard this.

At their age, they also know some outside prices and the value of money.

Fang Ze nodded slightly and said, "Since you can enter the sect, the sect will provide support until you enter the physical realm. ”

"But at that time, you also have to do sect tasks diligently and accumulate merits in order to exchange for cultivation resources."

"All in all, the martial arts need to be gradual, both inside and outside."

"In addition to that, it is necessary to take care of both the root and the outer edge."

"If you do all this, you will naturally make rapid progress."

"Okay, let's stop for today's sermon."

Fang Ze got up.

The younger brothers and sisters below immediately got up and saluted together.

"Senior Brother Xie!"

Fang Ze smiled and nodded, and turned to leave.

Seeing Fang Ze leaving, those disciples who had just entered the inner gate exchanged some excitement.

"Senior brother seems to be a very good person!"

"Well, and the senior brother preached very thoroughly, especially the wooden bucket pouring water, my eyes seemed to see the scene before."

"Yes, senior brother, if you don't say it, I really want to try to jump the stairs......"

The disciples communicate with each other.

Hearing these new disciples say this, the inner disciple who was in charge of maintaining order just now spoke, "What you said is indeed true. ”

When the new disciple saw this senior brother speak, he immediately fell silent.

Seeing this, the inner disciple smiled and said, "I preached just now, and I maintained discipline, which was a bit strict, but it was only due to my duties. ”

"Now that the sermon is over, don't be afraid of me."

The new disciples around listened to it, and they really relaxed a little.

The inner disciple continued, "Senior Brother preaches like this, much more vividly than Elder Chuangong, and is willing to answer some strange questions. ”

"If the Elder Chuangong is teaching here just now, you go and ask the elder if you can skip the level to practice, I'm afraid that you will be reprimanded immediately, or even beaten up."

"Senior brother can explain it to you clearly, and tell you why you can't do this, that's the senior brother's preaching style."

"You are also lucky, just happened to meet the senior brother returning to the mountain."

Hearing him say this, those new disciples suddenly realized.

…

Fang Ze had just walked out of the backyard of the pulpit hall, and suddenly saw a middle-aged man with a long sword hanging from his waist, chic and elegant.

The middle-aged man looked like he was forty-five or sixteen years old, wearing a wide-sleeved brocade robe with a blue background on a white background, a jade belt tied around his waist, a purple hair crown on his head, and a simple long sword hanging on the left side of the jade belt.

His face is handsome, his expression is tranquil, and there seems to be a little melancholy in his temperament.

At this time, he was looking at Fang Ze with a smile, with a look of appreciation and approval in his eyes, as if he was looking at his own child.

"Master!"

"You're back?"

Fang Ze was a little surprised, and asked.

This handsome middle-aged man is the head of the Wanliu Sect, Wu Daozi, the 'Mingjian Two Realms'.

Wu Daozi smiled and nodded.

"I just came back from Shaolin, and I heard you preaching to those new disciples, so listen to it."

"You're right."

Wu Daozi said.

Fang Ze also smiled.

If there is anyone in the Tianzhou World who has the closest relationship with Fang Ze, it is his master Wu Daozi.

Fang Ze was picked up by his master at the age of five, so he brought him back to the door and raised him.

Over the years, Wu Daozi has his own experience of how hard he has worked.

Fang Ze knew that the master was really good to him.

Wu Daozi is also the person he trusts and respects the most.

Now that I haven't seen him for a long time, Fang Ze sees the master again, and his joy comes from the bottom of his heart.

"Ze'er, I know you have a lot to ask."

"It's not a good place to talk, go to my study and talk to you in detail."

Wu Daozi said.

"Okay."

…

Fang Ze followed the master to the master's residence.

Once you enter the study, you will find a private space.

Wu Daozi sat down, smiled slightly, and said, "I know you have a lot of questions, just ask." ”

Fang Ze nodded.

He didn't directly ask about the secret method to be transferred, but asked first: "Master, this time you were invited by the Shaolin Abbot Heart Lantern Master, did there be any accident?" ”

"Which Zen head or elder in Shaolin has an accident?"

There's a reason he's asking.

Wu Daozi's name in the rivers and lakes is 'Mingjian Two Realms', which means that whenever life and death are involved, the cause of death is investigated, and the situation is traced, and no one in the rivers and lakes can stand out.

The Wanligui Sect originally did this kind of thing, and he was an expert, and Wu Daozi himself was the seventh heaven of the realm of heaven and man, and he was the greatest authority in the rivers and lakes in this regard.

It can be said that in terms of investigating the cause of death and looking back at the scene, even the masters of the Faxiang realm dare not say that they are better than Wu Daozi.

This time, since the abbot of Shaolin Heart Lantern invited Wu Daozi to go, he naturally wanted Wu Daozi to identify the cause of death for someone in Shaolin.

And since he has asked for thousands of miles to return to the sect, someone in Shaolin must have died.

And the realm and status of the deceased are definitely not low.

Really.

Wu Daozi nodded slightly.

"The sad elder of Shaolin Temple died in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion."

He said.