On the top of the mountain on the moon, Xiang Xing woke up leisurely. In the haze, a white shadow stood in front of the window, stretched out a finger to the sky, and a white light flew away.

"Wake up!" Bai Liying turned around, it was Murong Qi.

"Hmm!" The touch between his fingers had already told Xiang Xing that he was lying on Qi Zhenren's bed, still covered with her quilt.

Xiang Xing didn't know what to do, he wanted to get up, and he couldn't move a few times after trying hard.

Qi Zhenren said coldly: "You made a mistake in your practice, just sleep here tonight." ”

"Ahh Xiang Xing's face immediately turned red, and he apologized again and again: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I couldn't control it!"

Qi Zhenren didn't care, and said lightly: "This period of practice has come to an end, and tomorrow I will go to the academy for classes." ”

Xiang Xing couldn't believe his ears. Donglin College is one of the best cultivation colleges in the land of China, and all those who can be admitted are talents from one place and one party. Xiang Xing is just an ordinary kid from a remote place, and his own qualifications are also a lot on the mainland. Now, he not only got acquainted with a senior master like Qi Zhenren, although he was just a medicine boy. Being able to enter Donglin College to study again, for an ordinary person like him, these are tantamount to the love of God.

"Thank you for the love of the real person, the kid must study and practice hard to help the real person do it!" Xiang Xing was excited, but he didn't forget his identity. It can be said that all this is given by Qi Zhenren, and he is just a tool for Qi Zhenren. No matter what her ultimate goal is, she should be more careful.

Qi Zhenren stared at Xiang Xing's eyes, as if he could completely see through the thoughts in his heart: "The elixir has grown a third leaf, and it needs to recuperate on its own for some time." While you have free time, you have to practice hard to cope with the situation after that. ”

"Yes, by the way, real person, how could I have made a mistake during the day? Why don't I remember anything!"

"In a hurry, to the rebellion of the Yuan force, I found it in time, it only hindered your mind a little, and it was not a big problem. ”

Xiang Xing felt much better at this time, and lay on the bed and hugged his fists to thank him: "Thank you for saving your life." ”

"I can't talk about the grace of saving my life, if you have an accident, the energy I spent before will be in vain!

Xiang Xing was lying on the bed alone, with a very complicated mood, including a yearning for Donglin College and a confusion about the road ahead. has even more distrust of Murong Qi and dependence on her, and now only by relying on her big tree can she grow better and faster.

"Now there is only one step at a time! The strength is not enough, and others use you as a tool to give you face. ”

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After a night's rest, Xiang Xing had recovered as before, and the body of the foundation building stage monk was very strong.

At this time, he was cautiously following behind Murong Qi and walking towards the school under the mountain.

Donglin Academy has just woken up from the first bell whining. The students packed up their belts and hurried to their respective classrooms for the daily morning class.

The bell rings at 6 o'clock every day, and the students have to arrive in the teaching room within half an hour to attend the one-and-a-half-hour morning class. The morning class is mainly based on students' meditation. After that, it is time for each subject to be explained.

The college offers two meals a day, 10 noon and 16 pm. Even so, the cafeteria of the college is rarely visited. The higher the cultivation level of the students, the less desire they have for food.

In the long flow of people, there were a few good students chatting while walking: "Hey, I heard that the college has recently hired a new instructor, and today is the first time to start the class." ”

"I said it a few days ago! I just don't know which master came, our academy is not an ordinary place, and I really can't teach it in a few moments!"

"Now that the semester is halfway over, it stands to reason that the college will not change the faculty at this time, let alone open another course?

"Hehe, is it just you? Can you be an ordinary person who can be a teacher in Donglin?"

"Hmph, it's not ordinary people who can be students?"

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Murong Qi took Xiang Xing to a large hall. The area is very large, and it is not a problem to accommodate 10,000 people.

In the hall, a person trotted briskly, said Murong Qi salute, and said, "Instructor, everything is ready, you can start at any time!"

"Hmm!" Murong Qi nodded, pointed at Xiang Xing and said again: "Prepare a chair for him!"

"Yes!"

Soon, the man brought a wooden chair from the back of the hall and placed it in the middle of the main hall. Salute Murong Qi again. After that, he turned to the door of the main hall and said loudly, "Instructor Murong Qi's new class begins!" shouted three times before exiting the main hall.

"You're just sitting here!" said in an unmistakable tone.

Xiang Xing scratched his head and sat down very unnaturally.

Then, one by one, the students walked into the main hall, their steps were brisk, and they did not make a sound. But there was a question in their eyes.

It stands to reason that the instructor's teaching will never be carried out in the Yingwu Palace? This is the last venue for the students' graduation trial.

It didn't take long, and when the last person stood and the door of the hall slowly closed, Murong Qi said, "Welcome to my class." My name is Murong Qi!"

"Hello Teacher Murong!" all the students saluted at the same time. Although everyone has doubts in their hearts, the minimum number of etiquette must be there.

"Hmm!" Murong Qi looked around, there were almost three hundred students in the main hall, the youngest was only about five or six years old, and he should have just entered the academy this year. The biggest has reached the age of its establishment.

"First of all, welcome to my lesson!" The more than three hundred students remained extremely quiet, and only Murong Qi's voice echoed in the main hall, "In the next three days, I will select those who are qualified to become my disciples! At the same time, anyone who does not want to stay can leave on their own!"

"Teacher, if you join your apprenticeship, what will happen to our original studies?" asked an old student in his thirties with a raised hand. He had been in the academy for more than ten years due to his qualifications, and he came here today out of curiosity and to see if this new mentor would help him.

"I'm going to inform your former mentor and give you a fair comment!"

Murong Qi's answer is a bit vague, and others don't want to ask too much!

"Who still has a problem?" After waiting for a while, seeing that no one squeaked, Murong Qi continued, "I know that the purpose of your coming here is not just to study, but for me, it doesn't matter. Okay, without further ado, today I'm talking about the word (faith)!"

Murong Qi paused, looked at the students in front of him, his eyes swept over, and there were many people who didn't care. In their opinion, this thing is the most boring, some people take it like a weed on the side of the road, and some people regard it as more important than everything else in the world. How to talk about it, let alone teach.

"Everyone should know the origin of faith, so I will not say more. What I'm going to say is the difference between having faith and not having it, and what effect does it have on my generation of monks?"