On this day three days later, Fang Cun also got up early, tied up his robe, carried the school card in his arms, did not take a carriage, but was led by Xiao Qingliu, rode on a horse, and went straight to the academy.

Therefore, on this day, the academy must be overcrowded, and after taking the carriage, it may not be able to find a place to stop.

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When Fang Cun came to the Qingsong Rock of the Academy, he saw that this open space was already overcrowded, and those students who lived in the Academy on weekdays had already rushed over early in the morning and stayed in front of the rock, hoping that they could hear more clearly when the time came, or when the students raised questions, they could be seen by the Master with a raise of their hands and ask about the difficulties in their hearts.

In addition to the students under the rock, on the left and right, there are many people with different robes, some like merchants, some like rich people, and even some people who look like officials who serve in the city guard, they each hold a jade slip in their hands, which is a symbol of their status, and only with the permission of the academy and the jade slip can they come to listen when the master is preaching.

Green pine rock is a side full of pine trees on the slope, a piece of naturally formed purple rock, more than ten zhang square, there are several futons on it, the front of the futon, is prepared for Zhong Lao, the back, is for other masters, or the master.

Fang Cun came to the rock, so he only stayed behind, and did not squeeze forward.

Just in front of his left, is a group of students in the Yuan Zhi Pavilion, like this kind of teacher preaching, before and after, there are differences, most of them are acquaintances, those who have cultivated to grow up, naturally they are more forward, the Yuan Zhi Pavilion is a group of scum, even if they come early, they are generally embarrassed to move forward, and subconsciously stay behind, stretching their necks one by one, like a big goose.

"Hey, that second son of Fang is also here......"

Some students were bored, turned around and looked, and saw the square inch behind them, and whispered to the people around them.

And under the Qingyan, beside the students of Yuan Zhiting, I heard someone talking, and a young man in black also turned his head indifferently and glanced in the direction of Fang Cun, and there seemed to be some indifference and coldness in his eyes, which caused the students to bow their heads in a hurry.

Teach the Yuan Zhi!

Previously, Fang Cun beat Shen Shiming hard, and even led to the matter of Fairy Meng's liberation, and this teacher naturally would not know about it.

As a teacher, it is inconvenient for him to meddle in these matters, but he is obviously a little dissatisfied.

Thinking of this Yuan's ordinary temperament, some students inevitably thought of a lot of things at once.

Fang Cun also noticed the way Yuan Zhi looked at him, but he only smiled and ignored it.

He didn't go to the front, but just stayed behind the crowd peacefully, staying with those three sects and nine streamers in Liuhu City.

Previously, Shen Shiming came to find trouble for himself, it seemed that he made his own decision in order to please Yuan Zhi, but in Fang Cun's heart, he did not just dispel some doubts, after all, as a teacher, Yuan Zhi's words and deeds, and a look may affect the students below, especially Shen Shiming, who is more stunned, plus the Qi Refiner is good at soul dementoring, he may not know if he is influenced by others.

If he was really taught a lesson by a guy like Shen Shiming, who would suffer the most?

It's not himself, it's his brother!

Brother Fangqi's reputation has been damaged, so who is the most complacent in his heart?

Fang Cun looked as if nothing happened, but the corners of his mouth were slightly pursed.

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The sun is rising, but the hour has come.

In the distance, a bell rang and slowly swung away, and the chaotic scene of Wuyang suddenly became quiet and solemn.

Not far away, a few figures walked over, the old man in front, with silver hair, but a black beard, dressed in a wide robe, in good spirits, it was Mr. Zhong Yue, one of the four major teachers who were going to preach this time, and beside him, there were two teachers, one was Mr. Lanshuang, and the other was an old woman in a black cloak, and behind them, there were several young students following.

The first one was actually Meng Zhixue, she entered behind the master, her eyes turned slightly.

I don't know if it was intentional or unintentional, this gaze stopped after seeing Fang Cun hiding behind the crowd, and his brows furrowed slightly.

Fang Cun smiled at her.

Meng Zhixue glanced at him deeply and looked away expressionlessly.

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"One bite comes first, and there are thousands of methods!"

"The way of refining qi is simple and complex!"

"My generation of monks, refining a breath and obtaining extraordinary merits, can use this to settle the world, chase demons, protect the people, and reclaim the wasteland. The upper can be the stars and the moon, and the lower can be cultivated and self-cultivation. The method of refining qi is a god-given ability, and those who are not blessed with profound blessings can not learn it, and you and others set foot on the road of refining qi, which is really the favor of the heavens, and they also hope that they will use the law to calm the chaos, protect the heavens and people, serve the lord of the immortal hall, and keep the benevolence and righteousness!"

After the old master Zhong Yue sat down, he smiled and groaned, persuaded him to learn, and then took out a volume of the "Sutra of Techniques" and began the sermon of the day. The method of refining qi, except for the most basic method of refining qi, is based on the "Nine Classics".

And these teachings in the academy, or the teachers who sit there, also have their own strengths in the "Nine Classics".

Whether it is the "Grass Sutra", "Sutra of Calculation", or "Spirit Sutra", "Book Sutra", "Sutra of Arts", as long as you practice deeply, you can realize extraordinary skills from it, and it is also the mastery of Qi refiners, and what this Mr. Zhong Lao is good at is the way of "Shu Jing", to put it bluntly, it is the way of controlling things.

The way of controlling things is one of the two foundations, and everyone needs to participate.

It is precisely for this reason that when the old master Zhong Yue began to preach, so many people came to listen.

"The method of controlling things, but the operation of the internal breath, borrowing the power of heaven and earth, is very simple, such as the extension of the hands and feet, such as the transformation of the mind, but with exquisite ingenuity, combined with the wonder of all things, you can rely on the mysteries of life, see the mysteries of God. The common method of controlling things, there is the use of the sword, the use of soaring, and the use of enchantment, which seems to be ever-changing, but in fact it comes from the same source, and what is sought and understood is just 'the wonder of operation'!"

"All Qi refiners think that the way of magic lies in the inner breath, but in fact it is fallacious!"

"The stronger the non-inner breath, the more wonderful the technique, and the heavier the one, fall on the purity and the mind......"

Mr. Zhong was talking, there was already a child beside him, put the three boxes in front of him, his fingertips lightly, the invisible force swung, the three boxes have been opened, the box cover is like an invisible big hand, gently placed next to it, neat, and then, do not make any movement to him, just slowly preach, every time he talks to a place, something in the box flies out.

The first one to fly was a dark green flying sword, thick and imposing, with inscriptions on it, hanging steadily in the air.

"Make the flying sword, the power of controlling things, when it is turbid and heavy, can it be operated from the heart......"

When he talked about the way of the flying sword, he thought of the animal, and the flying sword flew out with a "boom", the speed was so fast, and even rolled up a violent wind, and the people who were closer to the flying sword felt the wind blowing on their faces, and even closed their eyes and covered them with their sleeves.

And seeing that the flying sword was about to stab in front of Honka on the opposite side, it suddenly stopped, only a fraction of a second.

This kind of subtle mastery is tantamount to a master of martial arts, and has attracted endless admiration.

"This is the legendary flying sword?"

Fang Cun's heart also fluctuated slightly, and he secretly thought: "Driven only by the method of controlling things, injuring the enemy ten zhang away, it is really powerful, no matter how clever the martial arts are, encountering such a flying sword, it is also quite a loss, the most terrifying thing is that the most powerful flying sword method in the legend can be thousands of miles away, take people's heads, and not to mention the head, how powerful does it take to send the sword thousands of miles away?"

"Make the flying pill, when it can be strong and strong, it can be as fast as thunder and lightning......"

Just thinking about it, in the second box, one after another flew out, round, like thumb-sized iron bullets, one after another, gradually floating behind him, looking dense, like a black star, as Mr. Zhong Yue's mind flashed, these iron pills, suddenly flew out one by one, so fast that they were completely invisible.

In the blink of an eye, these iron pills have already flown in front of the opposite rock, not moving, and as if to show the power of these iron pills, Mr. Zhong Yue flicked his fingers, and one of the iron pills hit the rock directly, only to hear a bang, the rock chips splashed, and the smoke was filled, and the seven or eight feet thick rock actually directly punched a hole.

When everyone saw this, they all poured a breath of cool air.

The most shocking thing was still Fang Cun, and he thought to himself: "Isn't this a gun?"

Looking at the dozens of iron pills that were hovering in the air like arms and fingers, he changed his words again: "This is Gatling!"

"And with the power to soar, you need to be soft......"

Mr. Zhong Yue talked about the third place, when everyone looked, they saw that the box flew out, it was a small civet cat with a long tail, which was being held up in the air by an invisible force, and seemed to be a little flustered, looking left and right in the air, and Mr. Zhong Yue raised his hand gently, but the kitten was held higher and higher, and finally it had reached the treetop position, as if it had wings.

The kitten did not seem to feel any discomfort, but was attracted by the birds in the woods, and stared at it with round eyes.

Mr. Zhong Yue smiled lightly, his palm was slightly sent, and the speed of the kitten's flight was suddenly several times faster, and in the blink of an eye, he arrived at the bird's side, fluttering, the bird was frightened, but before it could fly away, it was already pounced by the little civet cat and bitten in the mouth.

"The art of soaring, the internal breath required is the largest, and it is also the most difficult to cultivate, everyone, if this method is not practiced properly, in the midst of soaring, the mana is not good, and you fall down, and you fall half to death, but you are seen by others, and you lose face, and the matter is ......."

Mr. Zhong Yue spoke, which immediately caused laughter around him.

Qi refiners are immortals, the first priority is identity and decency, this loss of face is not bigger than falling half to death?